Sinful Forest

Part

1-1

Night had fallen, but the dazzling neon lights painted the night sky of City A a brilliant hue.

The bustling streets teemed with traffic, showing no signs of the early morning. In

this supposedly prime location where land was incredibly valuable, skyscrapers huddled together, resembling a vast

forest of steel and concrete. Yet, in the heart of this forest, on a golden plot of land facing the river, lay a patch of green space. Behind this

green space, roughly the size of six football fields, stood City A's tallest building. Compared to it, the surrounding skyscrapers

seemed like impoverished handmaids beside a wealthy lady, appearing cramped.

"When they were developing it, the developers said that a single blade of grass here was worth the price of an Accord..." A City taxi driver, known for his boastful

nature , pointed to the lawn and

chattered to the arriving passengers in his car.

"Sir, how many floors does this building have?" The tourists from the small town asked in amazement, adding to the driver's sense

of pride.

"How many floors?" the driver chuckled. "If you can count them all, I'll waive the fare—it

's a design by an American master, seamlessly integrated from top to bottom, so you can't tell the floors apart."

Neon lights on the building's facade slowly coalesced into a giant horn, then transformed into a rainbow,

condensing into the ancient seal characters "昊天" (Haotian) amidst the gasps of countless tourists…

*** *** *** ***

A pale yellow BMW nimbly made a U-turn and stopped in

front of the Haotian Building's musical fountain. The car door slowly opened like a bird's wing, and a delicate black patent leather shoe stepped

out , followed by a shapely, slender leg beneath flesh-colored stockings.

A doorman jogged over.

"Please stop at A106, thank you, Xiao Wang…"

"Yes, Miss Zhou…" The doorman hesitantly took the keys, a faint

fragrance wafting past his nose. For the goddess of his dreams, he only dared to lower his head for a moment before daring to steal a glance at her back. A light black

knee-length skirt and a well-fitting matching suit accentuated her slender waist as she gracefully entered the gate…

Although he had been a doorman for a year, Xiao Wang still hadn't mustered the courage to look her in the eye.

He secretly bought a newly published financial magazine, and only on the cover did he dare to scrutinize

her delicate face…

“Hello, this is the East Asia headquarters of Haotian Group.” As soon as she entered the president's reception room and sat down, a synthesized

female voice rang out, “Haotian Group is a world-renowned financial group with operations across continents, in

finance, pharmaceuticals, metallurgy… and various other fields…”

Zhou Qianruo frowned slightly. She had heard this passage several times a day for the past six years; she could probably recite it even

in . She casually tapped the touchscreen in front of her, smiling and

nodding to the secretary who brought the tea. "How much longer?" "

The meeting between the president and the Americas representatives will end at 1:45..."

"Thank you."

Despite it being the most tiring time of day, Qianruo showed no signs of sleepiness

...

"Hello everyone, this is Haotian's evening news. Today's special guest is

Ms. Zhou Qianruo, the special assistant to the president of Haotian Group. Ms. Zhou graduated from Harvard Law School six years ago and

joined Haotian Group..."

Looking at her radiant self on the screen, a faint smile appeared on Qianruo's lips.

"Ms. Zhou,

what ?"

"People, outstanding people..."

*** *** *** ***

Chen Hao liked the feeling of looking down on everyone from above, which was why his office was always on the

top . Beyond the glass curtain wall stretched the city, known as a city that never sleeps, and the winding

river .

The heavy oak door was pushed open, and the crisp sound of high heels entered his ears.

"Mr. Chen, the planning contract for the North City Wharf has been approved. This is

the letter of authorization ."

"Very good, Qianruo, you've never disappointed me." He stood up, looking at the woman before him.

"Thank you for your hard work this time..."

"I don't dare, thank you for the compliment, President..." Qianruo lowered her head slightly, the sparkling diamonds by her ear reflecting a few

glints of light. "This is a record of the signing process."

He took the disc from her and casually inserted it into the DVD player...

"No..." A hint of panic flickered across Qianruo's usually calm face.

"What are you afraid of? Is there anything I haven't seen before?"

"Yes, President." The woman lowered her head.

In the center of the frame was a magnificent bed, several pieces of women's

clothing . A large, loose-skinned hand slowly climbed onto the delicate foot at the foot of the bed. The foot's owner began

to struggle , even her long toes inside the stockings clenched tightly from the effort. But her struggles quickly turned into futile and

humiliating gasps. A black leather belt was tied at one end to her slender ankle, and the other end was fixed to the foot of the bed.

The hand gradually slid up her long calf, and the camera patiently followed the hand's caress, moving upwards little by little...

In the ambiguous shadow of the flesh-colored stockings, the black t-back panties looked exceptionally alluring.

"These girls nowadays, they wear all sorts of strange things." The voice was slightly aged,

but still somewhat hoarse with excitement. The hand slowly peeled off the woman's stockings...

The camera slowly pulled back, revealing a greasy, overnourished, chubby face and thinning hair. That

face, which had always been dignified, was now filled with ugly desire.

"Excellent!" Chen Hao stood up with satisfaction, looking disdainfully at the ugly old face on the screen. "With

this, let's see what tricks that old bastard Liu can pull..."

*** *** *** ***

In the scene, the woman silently examined her beautiful and slender figure in the mirror, her delicate features, small

brown-rimmed glasses, pearl earrings, and short, jet-black hair. Over her snow-white shirt was a well-fitting, belted suit jacket.

A short skirt that reached her knees.

Her face pressed against the cold desk, her straight, long legs protruding from her rounded buttocks beneath the skirt.

His hands slowly rolled up the hem of her skirt.

The man's hot breath sprayed onto her sensitive buttocks. Her highly elastic panties were pulled into a

thick rope, sinking deep into her secluded valley, her plump, fleshy labia

peeking .

Her narrow thong and stockings tangled and bunched at the back of her knees, exposing her snow-white, full buttocks.

The man's hands were strong and powerful, twisting her slender wrists behind her back and binding them tightly with his tie.

The woman breathed softly, instinctively stretching out her pale hands as if to cover her lower body, but her delicate

fingers touched her buttocks, caressing them, and instead boldly grasped her buttocks, parting them to reveal the budding clitoris

deep within .

The man roughly grabbed her hair, pulling her head up. The buttons of her silk blouse popped open, revealing

a glimpse of her rounded, fragrant shoulders and the delicate straps of her bra.

The woman was forcefully thrown off the table; her legs, weak and sore, her high heels wobbling, and

the clothes caused her to stumble and fall to the ground.

From her vantage point, the man could only see her disheveled black hair, her long, white neck, and her delicate bare

shoulders. The woman tilted her head back, her luscious lips forming an alluring arc.

The man's fingers slowly tightened, and a mixture of pain and excitement appeared on the woman's exquisite face.

His large hand pulled her face towards his waist…

Her skirt lifted, revealing her white, jade-like thighs curled up, large

expanses of her fair skin exposed between her shoulders and back. Her head bobbed back and forth, accompanied by indistinct breathing.

Her lip gloss was smudged, a trace of thick, ambiguous fluid clinging to the corner of her mouth. She lowered her head slightly, watching the man

's hands tear open her blouse and then rip off her lace bra.

Seeing her high, firm breasts exposed, the woman let out a moan that was almost a whimper.

The man's hand lightly caressed her already erect nipples, causing

a .

The woman leaned back in the large executive chair, her head tilted back, stockings and black panties scattered on the carpet.

One long, slender leg draped over the armrest of the chair, while the other leg slowly rose, the skirt rolled up at her waist

losing its concealing function, fully revealing the view between her legs.

The man's body pressed down like a mountain...

*** *** *** ***

"Ring..." A series of urgent rings startled Zhou Qianruo awake from her dream, the beautiful scene from which had just occurred leaving the girl

feeling flustered.

"Ms. Zhou, please attend the contract signing ceremony at 1:30 this afternoon..." The monotonous, synthesized voice from the

electronic notebook abruptly pulled the girl back to reality.

Looking out the window, a bitter smile crept onto the girl's lips. Was she really dreaming just now? 　　Liu Cheng nimbly jumped off his bicycle, feeling quite pleased with himself. Despite being nearly sixty, he

felt as energetic as a young man; otherwise, how could he have managed to…? 　　From the outside, this old man, always dressed in a faded old military uniform, looked no different from a laid-off worker scavenging on the street. Even his dilapidated bicycle looked like it had been salvaged from a garbage dump. 　　But who would have guessed that he was the infamous "Land God" of City A? 　　"Director Liu, a reporter from the City A newspaper just came to interview us, saying that our land bidding this time involved shady dealings…" 　　As soon as he entered the office, Secretary Chen rushed up to him in a fluster. 　　"You're bothering me with such a small matter? Go talk to Old Li in charge of publicity." Liu Cheng glared at . "Young man, you should have confidence in yourself, and even more so in the government's decision-making departments." 　　"Yes, Director." Xiao Chen responded obsequiously to the bureaucratic tone, muttering under his breath, " Old fox ." 　　Then he cautiously added, "This reporter, I don't know where he got the information, said that Haotian Company's building plan doesn't have a related sewage treatment system, yet their quote is 7% higher than that of the American ASS Company. It must be, it must be, someone is behind it..." 　　"Behind what?" Liu Cheng slammed his teacup heavily on the worn-out desk. "I, Liu Cheng, have been doing this for thirty years, and I haven't even been able to afford an air conditioner in my office. I've always ridden a bicycle to and from work. Everyone who knows me speaks highly of my integrity Let them talk. The most important thing in life is to be upright and have nothing to fear!" 　　"Yes, Director..." Xiao Chen quietly withdrew, gently closing the office door behind him. 　　Lost in thought for a moment, Liu Cheng pulled out a dark, inconspicuous cell phone "Hello, this is Liu Cheng from the Land Planning Bureau. Please connect me to President Chen..." 　　Hanging up the phone, Chen Hao frowned slightly, then pressed a blue button on his desk: 　　"Jen, remind Miss Zhou to cancel the lunch banquet and come directly to the bureau at 1 PM to pick up Liu Cheng. Also, call Lisa from Information Security up here..." 　　With a series of hurried footsteps, the door to the president's office was flung open, and a slender figure wearing only jeans and a loose t-shirt rushed in. 　　Without looking up, Chen Hao knew that no one else would dare to be so audacious in front of him— Lisa Wang, the genius girl who was admitted to the Carnegie Mellon Institute for Artificial Intelligence with a full scholarship at the age of thirteen and became the director of the FBI Cybersecurity Center at the age of sixteen. 　　At twenty-one, Lisa joined the then-unknown Haotian Group. Six years , curious reporters still ask, "Ms. Zhang, why did you turn down Harvard MIT 's offer and choose Haotian?" 　　"Intuition," Lisa always smiles. 　　But the real answer is known only to the two of them. 　　"Others see me as a genius, but only you see me as a woman..." 　　"Lisa, outsiders have seen our North City Wharf planning documents." " They 　　were originally in Haotian's archives. I'm not bragging, but even CIA would have had a hard time getting them out of my sight."

" We found out the copy is with Old Liu. It could only have been leaked by someone in his department..."

"I know that. I know the editor-in-chief of A newspaper. Without evidence, he would

n't dare to make a fuss based on just a few people's words. He must have seen our copy..."

"That makes things easier." Lisa snapped her fingers. "The safe storing the copy uses our Haotian's latest

nano-scanning technology. The fingerprint information is sent directly to our archives."

The girl squeezed in without any hesitation, getting close to Chen Hao. Her small hands moved like they were playing the piano, pressing keys on

the president's large desk. Six ultra-thin LCD screens slowly rose up.

He leaned back in his comfortable executive chair, leisurely watching the woman work. Then he took a long breath.

"Lisa, you used the perfume I bought you last time..."

"Ugh, don't interrupt..." The woman didn't even turn her head, oblivious to his charm.

The sound was like a sudden summer rain.

"Okay, done. " "The girl whistled loudly and triumphantly, "CIA, the National Security Bureau, and

the A City Archives Center, let's see who this person really is!"

The screen on the table kept changing, and in just a few minutes, the data

poured .

"I guarantee, the information here about this person is more complete than what his parents, or even he himself remembers

..." the girl said proudly, turning halfway around.

Before she finished speaking, his arm had already encircled the girl's slender waist hidden by her loose shirt, pulling her delicate body

onto his lap.

"Mmm..." The girl subconsciously tried to struggle, but his hand had already expertly slipped inside her loose

top.

"Tell me, as the head of the information security department, what

punishment ?" "Chen Hao's lips were close to the girl's crystal earlobe, and he asked in a low voice.

"Punishment, punishment..." Faced with his caresses, which she knew her body so well, the girl immediately gave up

resisting and went limp against him.

His hands skillfully unhooked the woman's bra, and he held the two soft and tender mounds in his palms. With just

a little kneading, the cherry in the center of the mounds had already hardened and stood erect.

“This will be the punishment…” His hand slid down the woman’s flat stomach, searching for the buttons on Lisa’s

jeans .

Having grown up in America, Lisa was surprisingly adept at this, even in such matters. With a quick

swipe , she unzipped her jeans.

Chen Hao thrust forward, pressing the girl against the desk in front of him. With a casual

tug, he pulled her loose jeans, along with her underwear, down below her hips. Her full,

pert buttocks, honed by exercise, were instantly exposed.

Between his fingers, her supple skin almost burst, leaving

marks . His roughness elicited loud gasps from the woman, and a hesitant, thrusting motion, as if

she wanted to offer him even more of her feminine fullness for his ravaging.

Without hesitation, Chen Hao’s hand slipped between her legs, a warm, moist sensation clinging to his fingertips.

“Tell me, which little mouth wants it first?” He chuckled hoarsely, his fingers slowly tracing the woman's vulva and the bud

deep within , then guiding the fluids from her lower body into her own mouth.

The woman's soft, agile tongue greedily entwined with his fingers, her once bright and cheerful voice now

hoarse , "I want it all, I want it all..."

He loosened his restraints, his hard member pressing against the woman's smooth thighs, a wicked smile playing on his lips: "Your little mouth

can eat it itself..."

"Mmm." Her soft, warm hands grasped his, skillfully kneading his thick desire deep within her.

The moist walls of her opening squeezed and sucked powerfully, seemingly trying to welcome it to its deepest point.

The friction of flesh against flesh caused both of them to simultaneously let out a satisfied groan.

"Do you like it?" His hand climbed up the woman's full breasts again.

"I like it..." the girl murmured.

"Like what?" He teased the girl's already erect nipples, as stiff as little fingers.

"I like, I like brother's big..." the girl gasped, her head half-lowered...

"Big what?" He thrust powerfully once more, muscles colliding, producing a lewd "slap slap" sound.

"I like brother's big cock..." Passion finally destroyed the girl's last shred of restraint. As

these vulgar words escaped her lips, her lower body spasmed, and a gush of clear fluid flowed from her buttocks.

"Say it again." His hand moved to the front, his fingers tugging at the woman's thick pubic hair.

"I like it, I like it so much." The woman responded willingly, her climax overwhelmed, no longer caring,

shouting loudly, "Brother's big cock, come fuck sister..."

"What is brother doing?" Under the woman's wanton words, Chen Hao's movements became even more unrestrained.

"Ah... um..." the woman moaned, "Brother's hands are touching sister's nipples, and touching sister's

lower body ..." Another warm liquid slowly overflowed from the depths of the girl's cave.

"And what else?" He suddenly leaned down, pressing his entire weight onto the woman's soft, delicate body, his hand

instinctively pressing a few keys on the keyboard of the desk.

After a slight hum of machinery, images of the two entwined from different angles appeared on the screen of the desk

. On the screen closest to Lisa, there was a close-up of their intimately joined parts. Right

in front of Lisa, on the high-resolution screen, her plump, fleshy red lips were stretched open by his large member, her messy,

wet pubic hair tangled together, glistening with a seductive sheen.

"You're so naughty, using our newly invented 90-megapixel camera here." The girl breathed heavily,

as if watching it slowly withdraw from her body. The shaft, coated with her own love fluids, seemed to

triumphantly move towards her rear opening…

Comfortably reclining in the large leather chair, Chen Hao began to peruse a thick stack of documents in front of him.

In the spacious area beneath the desk, a naked woman knelt, her head buried between his legs, her small

hands cupping him. Her rosy lips and soft, agile tongue slid along the thick shaft, occasionally burying it deep into

her mouth, moving back and forth, producing a soft but blush-inducing friction sound.

“Deeper…” he casually instructed, glancing at the brief description on the first page of the document.

A photo of a stylish woman: well-fitting light blue jeans, a black turtleneck shirt over a snow-white vest, long

hair swept back, revealing a face radiating a sunny smile… Below were a few lines of small print:

"Name: Xie Yuxin;

Age: 24;

Place of Birth: City A;

Work Unit: City A Evening News

; Position: Chief Editor and Reporter of the Financial Section

; Education: Master of Journalism, Columbia University, USA."

He leaned forward slightly, and the woman beneath him gasped as his thick length pressed against her. "Okay,

tighter ." He pressed the call button. "Jen, please call Ms. Tian from the HR Security Department…"

"Hello…" The girl beneath him was about to protest when his hand roughly grabbed her hair and pulled her

closer.

The door was pushed open, and a tall figure gracefully slipped in. The woman wore

a well-fitting suit uniform befitting a senior employee of Haotian Group, but her face wore a calmness, even a murderous aura, far beyond her years, making her originally

bright face appear very serious.

"Mr. Chen, you wanted to see me?" Despite hearing the voice coming from under the table in front of her, the woman's face

remained expressionless.

"How's the HR recursion progress this year?"

"Europe, Russia, and North America are all completed. East Asia has 5% left..."

"This..." He pushed the documents in front of him to the other end of the table, "She's in City A. I need her

to join Haotian Public Relations. Time is short, so you'll be in charge personally. Any problems?"

"No..." The woman shook her head.

"How long?"

The woman didn't answer immediately but instead lowered her head and began quickly flipping through the documents in her hand...

He suddenly straightened up, and Lisa between his legs let out a small groan, but the woman opposite him

didn't even raise her head, her expression unchanged... A satisfied smile appeared on his lips.

"Seven days." The woman finally raised her head.

"Okay, go ahead. In seven days, bring her to A905 to see me."

"Yes, Mr. Chen..."

The smile on his lips slowly spread, gradually covering his entire face, and for some reason, it

sent a chill down one's spine. 　　A stretched Cadillac pulled up in front of the Municipal Land Planning Bureau. Liu Cheng frowned, looking at Zhou Qianruo, who was smiling sweetly inside. "It's just a few steps, why all this fuss? I'll ride my bike..." As always

, his loud voice drew the attention of passersby. 　　"Mayor Li instructed us to pick you up. He originally wanted to come himself, but he couldn't get away from a meeting, so he specifically called our Director Chen..." 　　"Sigh, that young Li... I'm not so old I can't walk." Liu Cheng muttered, reluctantly opening the car door. 　　The cool comfort inside the car, compared to the noisy heat outside, felt like two different worlds... 　　"Director Liu, hello." As soon as the door closed, Chen Hao's hearty . 　　"Hello, Mr. Chen. What about what we talked about last time?" 　　"Don't worry, Director Liu, we'll handle it. I've already spoken with Secretary Wang of the Central Commission for Discipline Inspection. Xiao Zhou has also reported to Mayor Li..." 　　"Xiao Zhou?" Liu Cheng glanced at the girl sitting quietly beside him, a hint of displeasure in his eyes. 　　As if seeing his expression, Chen Hao laughed heartily. "Mayor Li and I were friends back then. When he was training in B province, we had business dealings with him. Xiao Zhou was just going to say hello ." 　　"Oh." Liu Cheng nodded with relief, adding somewhat awkwardly, "Mr. Chen, I didn't..." 　　"Not at all, not at all. Business is business. I, Chen Hao, am a businessman; I believe in fair trade and honest dealings ..." 　　For some reason, Liu Cheng felt a sense of fear in his laughter. Perhaps he had fallen too deep? But everything ahead was too tempting, and there was no turning back. 　　"Okay, I won't disturb Director Liu's rest any longer." Chen Hao hung up the phone with a smile, adding meaningfully , "The car and driver are soundproofed, it's very quiet..." 　　　　　*** *** *** *** 　　Silence fell over the car, only the warm fragrance of a woman filled the air. 　　"Little Zhou!" Liu Cheng's arm was placed on Qian Ruo's shoulder, the girl shrank back, head down, unresponsive . 　　"Last time I was too rough, did I hurt you?" The girl didn't resist, and Liu Cheng grew bolder, placing his other hand on the girl's rounded knee. 　　"No, Director Liu..." the girl softly refused, but her body didn't move. 　　"Still calling me Director?" Liu Cheng's hand began to try to unbutton the woman's bra. 　　"Godfather... not here..." the girl lowered her head slightly, her long eyelashes fluttering like butterflies . 　　Up close, the girl's young skin was fair with a rosy blush. 　　"Good girl, let godfather see..." Liu Cheng began frantically tearing at the woman's buttons. 　　"No, Godfather." Qianruo lowered her hand that had been trying to stop her, blushing and turning her head to the side. " Be careful , don't wrinkle it, or someone will see..." 　　"Okay, Godfather's hands are clumsy..." Liu Cheng smiled 'kindly,' "Good daughter, do it yourself..." 　　The shirt was pulled out from under the skirt, the buttons undone to the waist, only one button at the hem was still fastened, revealing a large expanse of snow-white skin. The girl's slender fingers fumbled to untie the bra straps, the pearl-colored lace slipped down, and a pair of full, perky breasts appeared under Liu Cheng's burning gaze. 　　"Godfather, is this alright?" Qianruo pleaded softly, her delicate fingers playing with her luscious nipples. "I'm wearing pantyhose down there, it's hard to take them off..." 　　"How can that be?" Liu Cheng's hands greedily climbed up Qianruo's high breasts. "Godfather also wants to see if my good daughter's pubic hair has grown back yet." 　　"Not yet..." The girl turned to the side, one of her long, jade-like legs half-curled up, her skirt lifted, her plump thighs gleaming alluringly under the flesh-colored stockings. "Godfather is using the latest high-efficiency hair removal product from America."

"Ointment, effective for a year..."

"Really?" Liu Cheng's hand unbuttoned the girl's skirt and then reached inside. "Let godfather

check ..."

His touch was smooth and slippery, all the way to the mound of her pubic hair, but he still couldn't find a single clump of hair...

"Ah... um..." The girl gasped, her two jade-like legs tightly crossed, trying to stop him from

going deeper . "Godfather, no... you'll tear the stockings..."

"Good daughter, take them all off..." Under his vigorous rubbing, Qianruo finally spread her legs. The suit

skirt, the delicate leather shoes, the stockings tangled together, and finally the narrow panties, fell one by one onto the car

floor ...

Qianruo's lower body was as delicate and white as a baby's, the unshaven valley slightly open,

barely revealing the bright red and moist sheen inside.

Liu Cheng, panting like a hungry dog, pounced on the feast before him, no longer caring

whether ...

*** *** ***

A black Bentley pulled up in front of Haotian Plaza, and the waiting reporters swarmed around it.

As always, Tian Xiaoyang was the first to jump out, quickly glancing around before opening

the door . "

Mr. Chen, please..."

Chen Hao smiled and stepped out of the car, nodding amicably to the surrounding reporters.

"Mr. Chen, what are your thoughts on this successful bid?"

"Mr. Chen, what are your comments on this construction plan?" "

Mr. Chen, your relationship with AST Company..."

"Mr. Chen, regarding the shady dealings in the bidding process..."

A barrage of questions and microphones immediately surrounded him.

"Ladies and gentlemen, there will be a press conference after the ceremony..." Chen Hao waved his hand, "See you in a bit..." and

walked straight towards the door...

"Please step back..."

The voice, though pleasant, was icy cold. A tall photographer who wanted to follow felt

a surge of force and involuntarily staggered back. In the lens, there was a pretty but tense face.

For Tian Xiaoyang, a current karate black belt and former SWAT team squad leader, dealing with these annoying reporters was probably

easier than swatting a few flies.

What truly made her nervous was the bustling crowd around her. Who knew how many people in there

wanted her boss dead?

A sharp gaze pierced Xiaoyang's back. Xiaoyang nimbly twisted her body and was already behind Chen Hao.

"Ms. Tian, long time no see!" There was an indescribable undertone in the greeting from the other end.

"It's you!" Xiaoyang's face finally showed a change, a mixture of surprise and bewilderment.

Beneath the well-fitting, crisp new police uniform stood a tall, imposing figure and a strong, muscular face—it was

Chen Gang, the captain of the A City Special Police Brigade.

"Captain Chen." Sensing something amiss, Chen Hao turned around. "With your Special Police Brigade here,

I feel much more at ease..."

"Yes, as long as they abide by the law, you can rest assured..." Chen Gang said calmly, without a trace of a smile.

"I'll go in first." Chen Hao smiled slightly, unperturbed by Chen Gang's rudeness. "Xiaoyang, please invite

Captain Chen in. This is a rare guest we can't usually invite..."

"I wouldn't dare. How could I bother someone as busy as Miss Tian..."

The word "Miss Tian" seemed to instantly awaken Xiaoyang from her past—

yes, six years. She had been away from the SWAT team for six years. In her former lover's words, she had

changed from "Yangyang" to "Miss Tian." Six years ago, she was a young girl determined to right all wrongs.

Six years later, she was a weapon without a self in Chen Hao's hands. How

could she explain everything that had happened in between? Since she had already fallen, she might as well cut all ties with the past completely.

Leaving Chen Gang's face, Xiaoyang noticed a tall, young female police officer beside him,

who also observing her with interest.

"I am Li Xiaolu, the coordinator of the SWAT department, who was recently transferred from City C. Hello." The woman laughed heartily and

extended her hand.

"I'm Tian Xiaoyang, the public relations manager of Haotian Company..."

"I've heard so much about you. First place in shooting and grappling at the police academy in '98." Xiaolu gripped her hand

tightly and shook , then winked mischievously. "When can we have a match? I'm a black belt in karate too..."

"What brings you here this time?"

"Haotian Building has received several bomb threats in recent months. Many provincial and municipal leaders are here this time. We're

here to strengthen security."

"Thank you very much..."

"Also..." Chen Gang changed the subject, "We suspect that someone in Haotian has

connections ."

"Is that so? Then we will definitely cooperate fully with the police to get to the bottom of this." Xiaoyang suddenly raised his head,

a cold glint flashing in his large eyes.

*** *** *** ***

Enthusiastic applause echoed in the assembly hall of Haotian Building.

Putting down his pen, Liu Cheng smiled and shook hands with Chen Hao. Qianruo took the documents and

sat down Who could have imagined that this elegant white-collar woman, just half an hour ago,

was kneeling before him, her private parts exposed like a baby's? This is the allure of power.

"A City Evening News, Director Liu, our newspaper has received information that Haotian Company's bid price is higher than AK

Company's. Could you explain the principles behind the final selection of Haotian Company?" A clear voice pulled Liu

Cheng back to reality from his reverie.

"I'll answer that question." Chen Hao smiled and took the microphone, looking at the young female

reporter . "Your information is quite accurate. Our bid is indeed seven percent higher than AK Company's."

As soon as he finished speaking, a buzz of whispers arose from the audience. "

However..." Chen Hao changed the subject, pressed a button in front of him, and a blueprint of the plan appeared on the large screen

behind him , "Where can you see our sewage treatment system?"

"It seems your company hasn't designed a sewage system at all..." The female reporter opposite him spoke with obvious

sarcasm.

"Wrong, it's underground..." As the image on the screen zoomed in, a dense network of underground pipes

became clear. "Because it's underground, our construction costs will increase by 15%, but we'll save

3.1 . Haotian has already reached another agreement with the municipal government to develop commerce on this land, which will

provide the government with 120 million yuan in tax revenue annually..."

"Wow..." The crowd below exclaimed in amazement. In the heart of the city, where land is incredibly valuable, everyone knows what 3.1

hectares means.

"Everyone, do the math. How much can we save the country this way?...

Although am a businessman, I still have a deep love for my country and my homeland!"

Enthusiastic applause immediately drowned out his next words.

"Moreover, if we try anything funny," Chen Hao turned slightly to look at the side of the stage, "this young and beautiful female judge

from the Central Commission for Discipline Inspection won't let us off the hook, right?"

Laughter rang out, and Wang Xiaodi, dressed in a black suit, couldn't help but smile and nod to the audience. Despite

being nearly thirty, her elegant and well-maintained appearance, along with her beautifully groomed skin, made her fully deserving

of the title "young and beautiful."

"Back then, when Haotian wanted to build a greenbelt in the city center, there was a lot of criticism. But the city government leaders had both

vision and courage, approving our plan. Now, everyone has seen the development of commerce and tourism…

Immediate profits are important, but Haotian must leave something good for our descendants…"

*** *** *** ***

Following the crowd, Xie Yuxin stormed out of the hall. She had originally intended to use the information she had to expose

the corruption within the Haotian Group, but it had unexpectedly turned into a celebration of Haotian's achievements.

"Yuxin…" A young man of medium build hurriedly caught up. "Why didn't you wait for me?"

"Really." Yuxin glared at the sweaty young man. "I just asked you to help me find

some information , and you're so forgetful." With that, she tossed her head and ran off.

“Sister Chen.” As soon as the call connected, Yu Xin’s voice became low. “I’m sorry!”

“It’s alright. Reporters always make mistakes when covering news…” The soft voice on the other end of the line seemed to carry

a comforting power…

Chen Yanan, the editor-in-chief of the A City Evening News, gently put down the phone, seemingly a little lost in thought—

from the moment Yu Xin first came for the interview, she knew for sure that she liked her. Yu Xin possessed the passion, keenness, and meticulousness essential for a

journalist , as well as integrity, just like herself five years ago, and Mei, equally

innocent, equally determined to uphold justice with their pens.

Thinking of how much Yu Xin trusted her, even gleefully being led

into , Yanan felt a faint sense of guilt. Perhaps it was time for her to withdraw quickly.

The investigation into the development of Haotian Group appeared to outsiders to be merely routine

work . But only Ya Nan knew there were personal reasons behind it:

Five years ago, Ya Nan and her close friend Mei graduated from Fudan University's journalism department and were assigned to City A. Ya Nan worked at

the Evening News, while Mei worked in the public relations department of Haotian Group.

Ya Nan would never forget that sweltering summer night when she received Mei's last text message: "Nan, I

had another nightmare. Haotian was chasing me in my dream. I love you, Mei..."

Then, according to the police report, Mei jumped from the 33rd floor—Mei was so

light ; in the night wind, she must have been like a feather.

The autopsy concluded it was suicide. Before that, Mei had been diagnosed with severe depression. Mei's family

left the city with a huge insurance payout and broken hearts.

Only Ya Nan refused to believe it; something must have happened. Haotian, who was also chasing Mei in that "dream"...

Three days ago, Ya Nan finally sent everything she had collected to the Discipline Inspection Commission.

“Mei, I won’t give up.” Ya Nan looked at the two once youthful, smiling faces in the photo frame on the table,

clenching her fists…

1-4

On the riverbank, a yacht quietly moored in the darkness behind the building. A few figures flashed by, and it glided into the center of the river with

unusual agility

. “Haozi.” The woman’s soft body rushed into the man’s arms, her fragrant lips eagerly searching for

his face.

“Little cat.” The man’s hands cupped the woman’s burning cheeks. “How are you? How is our son?”

“We’re all fine, we just miss you…”

“I miss you all too.” The man’s hands moved downwards.

The woman’s trousers fell to the ground along her long legs. In the dim moonlight, the inner thighs of her fair skin were an

alluring shadow.

“Don’t move, let me do it.” The woman breathed heavily, slowly kneeling down and gently unbuttoning his trousers…

After the storm, the two nestled together tightly. “Tell me, how many women have you been with in the last six months?”

There was a hint of jealousy in the woman’s voice.

“I can’t count them all…” The man’s voice was faint, yet seemed to carry a hint of weariness.

The woman was silent for a moment before cautiously asking, "Haozi, have we gone too far?"

"No matter how far, I will keep going. Those who took our most precious things, I will make them pay

back ." The man's voice was filled with rage. "Whoever blocks my path will fall..."

The woman's soft arms tightly wrapped around the man beside her.

"Except for you, Little Cat..." The man relaxed, "Everyone else is just a tool, you are my life..."

"I know..." The woman tenderly kissed his sweat-dampened forehead.

"And our son." The man murmured, "Little Cat, eight years ago, when I boarded that plane,

there was no turning back. If I had known then that we already had a son, perhaps I wouldn't have had the courage

to board..."

In the darkness, the woman's fingers slowly traced the scars on the man's body. She dared not ask,

dared not think, what had happened in between.

"Haozi, you must be careful. That evening newspaper editor sent your complaint to our disciplinary committee. I

sent you the attachment yesterday."

"I know, there's nothing in there. Let her make a scene..."

"Haozi, you must be very careful, for our sake..."

"Don't worry, Cat, it's still early, want to take a nap?"

"No, I don't want to sleep." The woman's voice became thick and cloying, "I still want to..."

At midnight, Chen Hao stood straight by the river, watching the yacht soar like a white gull in the sky, disappearing into the distance. His

face was expressionless, only his dark eyes, reflecting the city lights, seemed to shine brightly...

*** *** *** ***

After a busy day, when

Xie Yuxin looked up from her desk, the outside world was already brightly lit. She rubbed her aching neck and finally stood up.

Her boss's appreciation and her usual frugality had allowed Yuxin to buy a small apartment in the city. She

fumbled for , tossed her handbag on the ground, kicked off her shoes, and then turned to fumble for the light switch on the wall.

The door slammed shut, and a large, strong hand grabbed the girl's slender waist, while the other hand

swiftly covered Yu Xin's mouth, silencing her instinctive cry...

"Ugh..." The girl struggled, only to be met with a heavy punch to her soft abdomen.

The attacker behind her skillfully sealed her mouth with strong duct tape and then bound her wrists behind her back.

The lights came on, and through her tear-filled eyes, Yu Xin looked at the tall figure in the living room.

"Hello, Miss Xie, my name is Tian Xiaoyang. Haotian Group has prepared a special holiday for you, welcome

to participate..."

A strong smell of ether made Yu Xin give up all resistance, and she softly sank into the darkness...

2-1

Day 1.

"Where am I? What happened to me?" Yu Xin raised her heavy head, trying to recall everything that seemed to have happened a long time

ago .

There were no windows or sounds around her, only the faint hum of the fluorescent light overhead.

The girl's hands and feet were chained to an iron frame, forcing her to lie sprawled out on it.

"Miss Xie, you're awake?" A cold voice came from beside her.

Yu Xin struggled to lift her head and saw a tall figure in front of her. A tight black bodysuit

perfectly outlined the young woman's curvaceous figure, and knee-high boots made her legs appear exceptionally long.

Her proud breasts and full, pert buttocks were alluring even to Yu Xin, who was also a woman. Coupled with

the woman icy face, she possessed a unique charm.

"Who are you?" Yu Xin asked in panic, tears welling up in her eyes again. "Help!" Her shrill

cries echoed in the room.

"This is thirty meters underground, don't waste your energy..."

"What do you want? Why did you bring me here?"

"Miss Xie has been loved by her parents since childhood..." The woman did not answer her question. "

You probably don't have much experience of being punished by your parents. Today, our first lesson is punishment."

"Let me go, you madwoman..." Yu Xin struggled violently, the thick iron chains she wore

clanking .

“Punishment is about making disobedient children feel pain…”

The gloved hand was cold and rough, effortlessly tearing the girl’s skirt. “Ah—”

Although she was facing a woman, exposing most of her buttocks to a stranger still made Yu Xin blush with embarrassment. “

Stop…”

The hand behind her back paused, and Yu Xin had just breathed a slight sigh of relief when the hand suddenly ripped off the girl’s underwear.

“Ah, you pervert, stop!” Yu Xin twisted in vain,

unable to even close her legs.

A sharp whistling sound rang out, and a bloody mark appeared on the girl’s fair buttocks. “Ah—”

Yu Xin’s curses instantly turned into screams, echoing in the empty basement.

The whistling of the whip gradually became a continuous series of blows, and the girl’s screams went from high-pitched to hoarse.

“Waaah, stop hitting me, waaah…” At first, the girl tried her best to twist and turn, as if trying to avoid a few more blows, but soon

she realized the futility and could only cry and beg for mercy.

"You're already begging for mercy?" Xiaoyang's hand brushed across Yuxin's swollen buttocks. "The first day has only just begun

..."

After a burst of mechanical noise, the iron frame binding Yuxin slowly folded up, forcing the girl's body

into an arch shape. Her swollen lower body was raised high, and several glistening welts could be seen on the inside of her thighs.

The whistling of the whip rang out again...

"The FBI training manual says that for untrained modern people, basically an hour of

whipping can completely destroy their will. It's easy, isn't it?"

Xiaoyang sneered. "Besides, we've been constantly inventing new gadgets all these years." As soon as he finished speaking

, Yuxin's screams suddenly became high-pitched.

In addition to the stinging pain of the whipping, the wounds felt like insects crawling, numb and itchy, as if they had penetrated deep into her bones.

"Isn't itching more terrifying than pain?" Xiaoyang's hand stroked Yuxin's almost naked back. "In

the lab , the puppy that got our itching medicine actually bit off its own medicine-stained front leg..."

"Ah, please, ah... ah... spare me..."

"Spare you, I will." Xiaoyang patted Yuxin's

face . "After you become completely obedient..."

*** *** *** ***

The next day.

The girl's voice was hoarse from crying, and even when the thick rubber tube was inserted into her anus

, she only let out a few weak moans.

"Pretty girls, born into good families, and excellent in both character and academics, are bound to be a little proud."

Tian Xiaoyang slowly grabbed the girl's hair, forcing her to tilt her pretty face up. "Today's lesson is

humility..."

As he spoke, Xiaoyang slowly turned on the valve beside him.

Cold liquid slowly flowed into the girl's tightly closed anus. The girl groaned in pain, her once flat stomach gradually swelling, and large drops

of sweat rolled down her delicate forehead . 　　"Please, please..." Yu Xin murmured, her large, lifeless eyes half-open, her arrogance from just a day ago completely gone . 　　"What should you call me?" Xiao Yang gently wiped the sweat from the girl's forehead and asked tenderly.

“Master, Master, please, I was wrong, please forgive me, I'll never do it again…”

“Very good…” Xiaoyang gently patted the girl’s face, “This is a good start…”

Almost as soon as the tube was pulled out, a gush of fluid gushed out from Yuxin’s body, and the girl’s hoarse

sobs rose again…

Covering his nose with one hand, Xiaoyang carefully lifted Yuxin’s face, smiling as he pointed to the huge

container beside the girl, “There’s a total of 4000cc here, all prepared for you, enjoy it…”

Under the pale fluorescent light, in a pool of foul-smelling, murky liquid, a woman’s body, once snow-white but

now filthy, slowly writhed. The huge quartz clock on the wall seemed

to move only once in a very long time.

The girl’s hoarse cries echoed endlessly in the empty room, “Spare me, spare me,

I’m a whore, I’m a bitch, spare me, I’ll agree to anything, spare me…” The only response

was the occasional hissing sound of the pressure valve.

2-2

**********

...

"How's this girl's mouth?" Chen Hao lit a cigarette... 　　"So-so, no experience..." Xiao Yang replied coldly, quickly putting on her underwear and trousers. 　　"So-so?" He bent down to pick up the fake toy from the ground... 　　A rare blush appeared on Xiao Yang's face. "Three more days of training, enough to deal with a virgin..." 　　Chen Hao suddenly stretched, his bones cracking loudly. " Sheep ?" 　　"Here?" Xiao Yang raised her face slightly, a blush spreading across her cheeks. 　　"Yes, I was really horny just watching, I need to vent..." He clenched his fist, the cracking becoming more frequent. 　　The girl easily placed her legs on the desk, her slender body stretched out. "Be careful, I just fought Tiger last week, he didn't beat me..." 　　"What if I win?" Chen Hao stood up, a smile playing on his lips. 　　"The usual..." The girl's face inexplicably flushed. 　　"Okay..." 　　Before the words were finished, the high heels, accompanied by a sharp whistling sound, hurtled towards Chen Hao's face... 　　The heavy sofa on the thick carpet suddenly slid off . Chen Hao, as if springy, leaped straight out of the sofa, only to be met with a flurry of leg shadows. 　　"So fast!" With a dull thud, the two intertwined figures abruptly separated, frozen in place . Chen Hao half-crouched in front of the glass window, his black suit faintly covered with footprints. One hand was on the ground, the other slightly outstretched, shielding his face. It was this hand that had forced him to stop Xiao Yang's attack. 　　Chen Hao loosened his tie while flexing his wrists. 　　Xiao Yang, using his right leg as a pivot, slowly swung his left leg in small movements, his face still icy. 　　"Hey!" Chen Hao exhaled, launching his attack. 　　The winds of fist and leg collided violently once more. 　　"This guy is practically made of iron..." 　　In regular training, Xiaoyang's legs could easily shatter three-inch-thick wooden boards, but when they swept across , they only produced dull "thud" sounds, at most slightly halting his attack. 　　The girl could no longer maintain her composure; she had to retreat once more, avoiding his sharp edge. 　　"What, trying to run away?" Chen Hao glanced at the door with ill intent. 　　"You did this on purpose. The office space is cramped, which gives you an advantage in close combat, right?" The girl took a deep breath. 　　"Yes." He nodded smugly. 　　Before the words were even finished, the girl leaped towards the door—as long as she could get out, Xiaoyang was confident that with her lightness skill, she could fight him again. 　　"Run..." With a shout, Chen Hao's fist, like a tiger unleashed from its cage, aimed straight for Xiaoyang's ribs. The punch wasn't fast; it was just meant to give the girl no time to open the door. 　　But unexpectedly, the girl bent slightly, not even turning around, her leg already lashing out, aiming for his armpit. 　　This was Xiaoyang's real killer move. She had no intention of opening the door; she was meant to lure him into a vulnerable spot under his armpit the moment a punch. The girl could even hear his scream of surrender in her mind… 　　but her legs suddenly gave way. 　　A pair of steel-wire-like hands wrapped around her legs. 　　"Ah…" Xiaoyang's reaction was incredibly fast. She leaped up, her other leg already sweeping across, but before she could even take off, she crashed heavily onto the carpet. 　　"Hand-to-hand grappling," the word had barely formed in her mind when a pair of powerful legs wrapped around her neck. 　　"You lost." Chen Hao's hand slid down her long, strong legs, pulling off . 　　"Yes." Xiaoyang gave up struggling. Even Tie Tian, once hailed as the Black Dragon Society's top judo master, had died from his hand-to-hand grappling techniques. She had no chance of winning in close combat. 　　The girl gasped for breath. Chen Hao's iron-like hands and heavy body made Xiaoyang feel a little suffocated, her head spinning. 　　"Not bad, you lasted twenty-seven minutes this time, a full twenty minutes longer than six years ago…"

Six years ago? Xiaoyang instinctively struggled violently again, the frenzied

screams … The blinding searchlight, the rough floor stained with blood, the dark iron bars, her

clothes torn open, her legs stretched into an exaggerated obtuse angle, that burning, hard penetration,

that friction , making the girl scream and ejaculate with abandon…

that feeling that excited, thrilled, and terrified her returned…

Chen Hao's hands expertly unbuckled Xiaoyang's belt. “Take it off yourself!”

The girl curled her long legs, pulling her half-loose trousers down from her high, rounded buttocks. Under the light, a wet patch was clearly visible on her pure white

panties .

“Want it?” he teased in a low voice, his rough hands caressing Xiaoyang's smooth buttocks.

The girl trembled beneath him, involuntarily offering her buttocks to his hands.

Under his force, the panties became a thick rope, deeply embedded in the girl's deep buttocks, completely exposing her two

full buttocks.

“Tell Brother Hao, what is Brother Hao doing?”

“He’s, he’s…” The intermittent moans had become a mesmerizing thread, “playing with Xiaoyang

’s…down there…”

“Down there?” He slowly unbuttoned the girl’s shirt, watching her snow-white body

tremble with excitement in his arms.

His hand landed on the girl’s bare buttocks, making a crisp sound, and a dark red

handprint immediately appeared on the fair skin. “Indistinct answer, you’ll be punished…”

“Mmm…” Her shapely, slender legs suddenly tensed, even her small feet

curled .

“Feels good, doesn’t it?” His hand continued to fall, watching the red on the girl’s buttocks slowly connect into

patches…

“Tell me, what is Brother Hao doing?”

“Spanking Xiaoyang’s butt…”

“Anything else?” His hand slowly moved.

“Picking, picking…my…my…”

“Yours what?” He suddenly grabbed the girl’s hair, forcing her to tilt her face up.

The makeup had long been ruined by tears and sweat, leaving only her two lips looking exceptionally vibrant.

And now, uttering from those delicate lips was a string of crude words, "You're

touching my pussy, my pussy..."

His fingers clearly felt the sudden spasm and contraction of the woman's vagina, a warm liquid

spurting from his hand.

"Suck it in your mouth." Chen Hao panted excitedly, presenting his huge, erect member to Xiaoyang, roughly

, brazenly, and without restraint, thrusting it into the girl's wet mouth, the sensitive head rubbing directly

against her smooth palate...

"Give me the thing..." Chen Hao lay back on the sofa, pointing to the filing cabinet opposite.

"Mmm..." The girl slowly raised her head, seemingly reluctant to let his saliva-covered member

leave her mouth.

"Wait." Chen Hao grabbed the girl's wrist and twisted it behind her back, hastily tying it with the tie he had just tossed aside

.

"Ugh..." Xiaoyang gasped, clumsily using her teeth to slowly open the cabinet door, seemingly forgetting that she

had once opened the so-called 'deadlock' Russian heavy restraint lock with her bare hands in one minute and thirty-seven seconds, and now

all that was wrapped around her hand was a small tie...

The girl took the items out of the cabinet one by one, and with each item she took out, Xiaoyang's face turned redder.

By the time all the strange items were laid out on the carpet in front of the sofa, the girl's pretty face was so red it looked like it could

bleed...

Chen Hao smiled and slowly sat up, "My lovely little lamb, let's enjoy them one by one,

okay ?"

*** *** *** ***

The night was deep. In the office of the A City Evening News, a beautiful figure lingered, seemingly

about to push open the door to the editor-in-chief's office several times, only to pull back each time.

“Sister Nan, I’m sorry…” Finally, the door was pushed open with a soft creaking sound…

*** *** *** ***

It was another evening. Yu Xin, preoccupied, looked up from her desk and gazed at the bright lights outside.

“Ring…” The phone rang suddenly.

The girl pursed her lips before picking up the phone. “Hello, this is Xie Yu Xin from the Evening News.”

“Yu Nu, what are you doing?” The voice on the other end was icy cold.

“Working…”

“Get to the men’s restroom on the 4th floor, Block B.”

It was already past closing time, and the empty hallway was deserted. Yu Xin cautiously looked left and right, then

at the “Under Construction, Temporarily Closed” sign in front of her, and slowly pushed open the door.

Standing in the middle of the sewage-filled floor, the girl silently lifted her long skirt. Underneath, there

were no underwear or stockings. Her full mons pubis, pressed tightly against her legs, appeared even more voluptuous. Her hairless skin

almost reflected the light under the dim bulb.

"Get up there." The man pointed to the washbasin in front of him...

"Mmm..." The girl obediently sat down. The basin was narrow, and she had to hold her

ankles to fully open her crotch, revealing her private parts.

Because of the dryness, the man's vigorous entry made Yu Xin let out a soft moan, but soon, her private parts, already

accustomed the storm, began to moisten.

"You little slut, you're wet so quickly?" The man panted, penetrating her body again and again.

The girl bit her lip tightly, but still let out a soft, sweet moan from her nose.

"Damn it, I'll fuck you to death, you little slut..." The man also tried his best to keep his voice low.

"Mmm, ah...fuck me to death..." Yu Xin murmured, her long legs wrapped around the man's waist, thrusting herself forward

. Her tender red labia were pulled out and then rubbed back in by the thick shaft, thick fluid flowing down her thighs...

"Mmm..." The man tightened suddenly, and only after a long while did he reluctantly leave the girl's

body . "Damn, what a seductive slut..." The fluid mixed and

flowed from the girl's open orifice.

"Let me tell you, if you don't hurry up, I'll sew your little cunt shut next time." The man quickly straightened his clothes.

He slammed a small bottle down in front of Yu Xin. "Apply it..."

"Brother Cheng, no..." Yu Xin didn't bother to straighten her clothes. "This is too strong."

"Stop talking nonsense..." The man watched as the girl trembled as she applied the medicine from the bottle to her wet labia with her fingers

. "And your anus..."

"Yes..."

"This is even stronger, it's for Sister Nan... Get out..."

After cleaning herself up and tidying her clothes, there were hardly any lights left in the huge office building.

Yu Xin silently stared at the lights in the editor-in-chief's office across the street, biting her lip tightly.

"Nan-jie, haven't you gone home yet?"

"Yuxin?" Ya Nan looked up. "You haven't left yet? Why is your face so pale? Are you still feeling unwell?"

"No, no..." Yuxin shook her head slightly flustered. "I'm going to the starbucks across the street.

Nan-jie, would you like some coffee?"

"Sure, please get me one. Thank you..."

The coffee was very hot; the medicine dissolved instantly when poured in, and the rich aroma of the coffee completely masked the slight

bitterness ...

"Thank you, you saved my life." Ya Nan smiled and took the coffee from Yuxin's hand...

*** *** *** ***

The clock hands pointed to nine o'clock, and the chimes seemed particularly long in the quiet office.

"Sister Nan, what's wrong?"

Ya Nan barely managed to lift her head. In the mirror, her cheeks were flushed red. "Nothing, nothing, just

a slight headache..."

"Sister Nan, are you sick?" Yu Xin placed her small hand on Ya Nan's forehead with concern. The coolness and

the delicate softness of the woman's palm made Ya Nan almost groan in comfort.

"It's nothing, I probably caught a chill..." Ya Nan tried her best to stay awake. "My whole body aches..."

"Let me rub it for you..."

"No need." Ya Nan refused, but her skin seemed to completely ignore the brain's instructions, eagerly

welcoming Yu Xin's hand.

"Sister Nan." The girl's fingers gently glided across Ya Nan's temples, landing on her slightly slender shoulders. "Can I ask

you something personal?"

"Hmm?" Ya Nan didn't realize that the groan coming from her nose had already taken on a seductive quality.

"Isn't this your lover from back then?" In the photo on the desk, Ya Nan and Mei, two girls, were smiling

brightly . "Where did she go?"

"You..." The wariness and defensiveness seemed to suddenly disappear in the warm fragrance of the girl behind her. "She...

she's gone..."

"Can I?" The girl behind her suddenly lowered her head, her moan as soft as a late spring breeze. "

Sister Nan, can I take her place?"

What's wrong with me? The thick fortress I built for myself over the years

collapsed —Ya Nan thought in a daze, and then her thoughts were completely shattered, because a

small mouth, trembling like a flower petal and carrying the fragrance of osmanthus, reached out and silenced her moan.

Soft lips, a nimble tongue, intertwined, secreting intoxicating honey.

Ya Nan didn't even realize that her clothes were being slowly

peeled away . "No..." Ya Nan's refusal turned into a long scream

when Yu Xin's soft hand grasped her erect nipple ... 　　"Don't want it?" Yu Xin's hand clenched slightly, a small pain bringing a burning impulse throughout her body. 　　"Ah..." Helpless, Ya Nan tightly pressed her legs together, stretching out the beautiful curves of her chest. 　　"Does it feel good?" Yu Xin's hand continued downwards without any resistance. 　　"No, Mei'er, not there..." Ya Nan breathed rapidly, trying to escape her hand. 　　"Be good, close your eyes..." Yu Xin gently drew circles ... 　　"Mmm, no..." Ya Nan shyly closed her eyes, her hand that was clutching her skirt ribbon slowly loosening, and she slowly climbed onto the armrest of the chair. 　　The girl behind her came around, her warm mouth immediately covering Ya Nan's erect nipple, the immense pleasure making Ya Nan dizzy, even ignoring that Yu Xin's hand had already skillfully loosened her skirt ribbon. Cool fingers slipped into the burning heat of her inner thighs, sending a chill down Ya Nan's fair and smooth skin. 　　Even through her silk panties, Yu Xin's hand clearly felt the shape of that crevice, and the wetness and desire within. 　　"No..." The usually composed and capable woman, faced with a tidal wave of desire, was like a helpless child, weakly trying to pull away from Yu Xin's hand. 　　"Don't be afraid, I'm the same," Yu Xin murmured, guiding Ya Nan's hand to her own crotch. Beneath her skirt, there was no underwear, only a soft, wet patch. 　　"Ah..." Ya Nan's hand was like iron drawn to a magnet, unable to move away . And her stockings, panties, and long skirt, under the ravages of Yu Xin's fingers, slowly slipped away from her lower body. 　　"Lock the door..." Yu Xin's fingers slowly entered Ya Nan's honeyed cavity. 　　"I'm thirsty, I want to drink sister's sweet soup..." Yu Xin pulled out her slender fingers, which were covered in thick, sticky fluid... 　　"Hmm?" Ya Nan opened her eyes slightly, then closed them tightly in embarrassment. She looked so shameful. 　　Yu Xin gently supported Ya Nan's rounded ankles with her small hands, hanging Ya Nan's long left leg on the armrest of the chair . Ignoring Ya Nan's muffled protests, she firmly held down her right leg and then lowered her head. 　　"Sister's pubic hair is so thick..." Yu Xin's tongue combed through Ya Nan's mound of pubic hair, the hills before her eyes undulating , her breath making the soft hair dance. 　　"Sister wants it..." Her tongue parted the soft labia, revealing a small, glistening red clitoris that bloomed from the tip . 　　"I don't..." Ya Nan protested weakly, but couldn't stop the clear spring from flowing out. 　　Yu Xin took a deep breath, beneath the slightly brownish downy hair. It was a fully mature, alluring flower of flesh. Between her snow-white buttocks, her dark red, ambiguous soft skin was covered in honey. Even though her vulva was swollen , it still tightly protected her honeyed opening, clearly showing the owner's lack of sexual experience. 　　"Their drugs are so powerful, even someone like Sister Nan can't handle them."

Yu Xin's mouth completely covered Ya Nan's private parts, and with her fierce sucking, Ya Nan's moans became

continuous and intense.

The woman lying back in the chair was like a white fish leaping violently out of the river, her full body twisting

, as if trying her best to expose all her privacy to the light...

"No, no, I...I...I'm coming..." The surging climax instantly overwhelmed all of Ya Nan's

restraint and will, so violent that the woman was caught off guard and cried out in pain, "Waaah, ah, um..."

The woman subconsciously tried to tighten her legs, but was blocked by Yu Xin's body, as if a huge

sluice gate had been opened, "Don't look, don't..." Liquid gushed from her lower body and was immediately swallowed by Yu Xin in large gulps.

"Come in, come in...I want, I want..." Ya Nan opened her

eyes in a daze in the dizziness of the climax.

Yu Xin straightened up and gently lifted her skirt. "Here, I want it too..."

"I...I don't know how...You forgot, Mei Zi, you were the one who bullied me back then." Ya Nan muttered

to , slowly leaning down. "Am I really stupid?" Her lips touched Yu Xin's petals, and she immediately heard

the girl's ecstatic encouragement in her ear. "Ah, Sister Nan, yes, right here..."

"Do you like it? Mei Zi?" Ya Nan's sucking became more and more forceful.

"Mmm..." Hearing Yu Xin's joyful moans, the deepest itch in her body intensified once again.

"Stand up."

Yu Xin stood up, and wearing high heels, she appeared a head taller than Ya Nan. She reached out and slowly grasped

Ya Nan 's hand. "Sister Nan, let me teach you how to make yourself happy?"

"No...Spare me..."

"Go in, put it in..." Yu Xin slowly guided Ya Nan's clumsy fingers.

"No..." Ya Nan moaned.

"It's wet, it's sticky, isn't it?" Yu Xin whispered in her ear. "Isn't one finger too thin?"

"Mmm. It's so itchy inside..." Ya Nan's voice was almost a sob.

"Will scratching here stop the itch? Here? Is this okay?" Yu Xin's whispers were almost seductive.

"Mmm, ah, no... dirty... don't..."

If someone were passing by the editor-in-chief's office of the City A Evening News at this moment, the scene before them would be

unforgettable . The usually dignified and polite, yet cold, editor-in-chief, Chen Yanan,

was disheveled, her shirt wide open, her lower body naked. Her full breasts trembled with the twisting of her body, her hands

moving unrestrainedly in and out of her private parts, glistening liquid flowing down her plump thighs, pooling into

small, damp patches on the carpet...

*** *** *** ***

The madness finally ended. Watching Yanan's disheveled retreating figure, a bitter smile appeared on Yu Xin's lips.

She hailed a taxi and hesitated before opening the door.

"Miss, where to?" Only when the driver showed signs of impatience did Yu Xin purse her lips. "

Haotian Building..."

...

"Is everything settled?"

In the darkness, the cigarette butt on the man's lips flickered on and off.

"Yes." Yu Xin took a small camera out of her bag. "Three and a half hours..."

"Play it."

"Hmm..." Yu Xin fumbled to connect it to the television, and intimate sounds filled the air...

"Not bad, very clear..." The man paused. "You don't need to worry about this anymore. This

weekend there's a meeting in the city's propaganda system. I'll arrange for you to meet with Director Zhang. From now on, the Evening News is yours,

understand?"

"Yes." The girl lowered her head.

"Remember to clean down there. That Zhang guy is a lecherous old man..."

In the darkness, the girl stood quietly, only nodding slightly.

“Damn, I never would have guessed this bitch, who's always so cold and aloof, is so wanton when she's naked,”

the man sat up, his wolfish eyes fixed on Yanan's parted legs on the screen. “Come here,

cool …”

“Yes, Cheng-ge…” Yu Xin leaned closer.

“Damn, your breath smells like sluts, did you drink that bitch's cunt juice?”

“Sorry, Cheng-ge…” Soon, the man and woman's panting drowned out the humming on the TV…

*** *** *** ***

“What do you want?” Acting on instinct, Yanan disliked the slick-haired

man .

“Editor-in-Chief Chen, my name is Cheng, I'm the electrician in this office building…”

“I’m busy.” Yanan coldly interrupted his rambling.

“I heard your newspaper is doing paid news. Three nights ago, I was repairing the circuits, and the circuit camera accidentally

captured something. I think, I think, it might be worth some money…” A sinister smile suddenly appeared on the man's lips

.

“What is it?” Yanan's heart tightened.

“I need to buy a house, my brother needs to go to university, my sister needs to study abroad, and my dad needs cancer surgery,” the man

rambled on. “I think this might be worth a lot of money, right?”

Along with the DVD, a phone number was handed to him. “If Editor-in-Chief Chen thinks this is valuable, please give me a

call…”

*** *** *** ***

The phone rang, and the man coldly stubbed out his cigarette.

“How much do you want?” The voice on the other end was surprisingly calm.

“Five million.”

“You’re too greedy…” The woman’s voice held a hint of anger. “I have your phone number, and your

personnel file from when you applied for the job. You think you can run away?”

“I didn’t intend to run. Besides my worthless life, I have nothing else. What am I afraid of?”

The man whistled. “I know Editor-in-Chief Chen is rich. Such a big newspaper must

have five million in advertising revenue a year…”

“That’s not my money…”

“Stop talking nonsense!” the man roared. “Ten days from now, I’ll be in your office. Cash. If you’re short,

you can expect to be caught doing porn online…”

“Listen, the money, I’ve got it ready.” The woman’s voice was deliberate and clear. “After I get the money, if you dare

to try anything else, you can expect to rot in prison…”

"Don't worry, I'm only interested in money..." The man hung up the phone, then flicked his wrist, and the

phone arced into the river...

*** *** *** ***

"Old Jiu, that woman went into the bank..."

"She's withdrawing money..."

"The money's in the trunk of her car."

"She went to the office..."

"Okay, notify the disciplinary committee..." The man stood up and stretched, "To catch a thief

, you have to catch him red-handed..."

City life is always so noisy, but who knows how many joys and sorrows are unfolding

behind and dazzling lights?

A newly published A City Evening News was casually discarded on a busy street. Under the neon lights, the bold

headline stood out: "Haotian Group and A City Join Hands for Progress, A Port Wharf Breaks Ground." The night wind

blew as the newspaper pages turned. In a small corner of one of the pages, a line of small print seemed to go unnoticed

: "The A City Evening News is undergoing internal personnel adjustments effective immediately. Former editor-in-chief Chen Yanan has resigned for economic reasons..."

On the top floor of the building, the wind was strong, and a lonely figure had been pacing there for a long time.

"Comrade Chen Yanan, we hope you recognize the seriousness of the matter and actively cooperate with the investigation team..." It

was a serious face wearing the national emblem.

"Yanan, how could you... how could you... sigh..." It was the old leader's heartbroken face.

"Sister Nan, what do we do? Waaah..." It was Yu Xin's face, streaked with tears.

"What? Not enough money? That's not good, is it? Hehe... how about I sell this disc to a production company

? The quality, the acting, Wu Tenglan is far inferior." It was the face that had driven her to despair.

Beneath her feet, the world was dimly lit, and the figure lightly and resolutely spread her arms, as if to embrace

the gentle night.

"The breeze is so refreshing, Xiaomei, I've come to find you..."

At the same time, on the soft Simmons mattress in the luxury hotel, a woman's supple waist rose and fell against a man's body

.

"Xiao Xie, don't worry, the editor-in-chief position will be yours next month..."

"Thank you, Director Zhang..." There was not a trace of joy in the girl's voice.

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