[The invasion is as fierce as fire, as unpredictable as the darkness] (23-26) Author: fxb747

Author: fxb747
Word Count: 14979

Chapter Twenty-Three: Feng Jianguo's Fury

Zhuang Hui felt the grinding of the penis against her anus, knowing that Wei Peng wanted to have anal sex with her. Obediently, she used her fingers
to scrape the sticky vaginal fluid from her vaginal opening and gently smeared it on the grinding glans and her anus.

Wei Peng felt it was about time, and slowly inserted his penis into Zhuang Hui's anus .
A hissing sound came from Zhuang Hui's mouth, her beautiful brows furrowing slightly, as if her anus could hardly accommodate such
a large penis. However, as Wei Peng slowly thrust in and out, the pain disappeared, and a unique pleasure swept through
her body , causing her to involuntarily rub her clitoris again.

The pleasure of anal sex made Zhuang Hui rub her clitoris passionately, her vaginal fluids flowing down onto the
thrusting penis, further lubricating it. The woman's face was filled with lust, her eyes half-open,
her alluring tongue licking her lips, and ecstatic moans like a cat's meow escaped her throat.

With a low growl, the man quickly pulled out his penis, stood up, and roughly shoved it into the woman's mouth.
She grasped the penis in her mouth, sucking and licking it with her hand, until a gush of hot semen spurted
out. The man thrust his penis a few more times, then pulled the limp penis out of Zhuang Hui's mouth.

Zhuang Hui slowly spat out the semen, letting it flow down her chin onto her two rubbed, red breasts
. She smeared it with her slender fingers while looking at the panting man with her alluring eyes, a slight
upturn at the corners of her mouth, her expression as wanton as could be.

The loan was secured, of course, discreetly; no one knows about it yet.
The bank notified Pengcheng Development Company to complete the necessary paperwork. Wei Peng sent his company's finance staff to the bank,
instructing them to transfer the funds to a new account once the loan was approved. He then ordered the business department to temporarily halt development work on
the villa area, focusing instead on another commercial land development project.
Seeing the employees' puzzled expressions, he didn't explain; as the boss, his word was law.

Zhou Kun was summoned by Wei Peng with a phone call, and the two spent the afternoon whispering in Wei Peng's office.
Zhou Kun left excitedly, punching Wei Peng on the shoulder and laughing heartily before leaving
. Just as he sat down in his office, his secretary, Xiao Liu, knocked on the door, saying several people were outside wanting to visit
Wei Peng.

After receiving Wei Peng's permission, the door was opened. Wei Peng stood up and opened the door, seeing several
people standing outside. The man at the front was short and somewhat thin, but his sharp suit made him look very
smart . He wore gold-rimmed glasses and had a clean-cut face, exuding a scholarly air. His bright
eyes suggested a shrewd person. Upon seeing Wei Peng open the door, he extended his hand with a broad smile and said, "Hello, Mr. Wei.
I am Xin, a director of Hong Kong Wantong Investment Company. I have long heard of Mr. Wei's reputation and have come to pay my respects today."
His voice was a pure mainland accent, which surprised Wei Peng.

"A pleasure to meet you, a pleasure to meet you. New boss, please come in," Wei Peng said with a smile, shaking the man's hand and gesturing for him to
enter. As they walked towards the office, Mr. Xin glanced at his entourage. Four
men who looked like bodyguards nodded but did not follow. Only one woman who appeared to be a secretary entered Wei Peng's office with him.

After both parties were seated, Mr. Xin's secretary took out a gold business card holder from his bag and handed it to
Mr. Xin with both hands. Mr. Xin stood up and handed the card to Wei Peng with both hands .
Wei Peng took the card and looked at it, noting that it read "Mr. Xin, Director of the Board of Directors of Hong Kong Wantong Investment Co., Ltd." Wei Peng then took out his own business card
and handed it .

"I didn't know Mr. Xin was here. What brings you here? Hehe," Wei Peng said with a smile, looking at the man.
He was a stranger to Mr. Xin and had some idea of his purpose.

"I'm flattered, Mr. Wei. You're too kind. Our company has many investment projects in mainland China.
Some time ago, we learned through some channels that Mr. Wei has a piece of commercial land in the south of the city that he wants to develop. Our company is very
interested , especially after learning that Mr. Wei has already successfully started developing the villa area in Yuping Mountain. We would like
to discuss cooperation with your company. I wonder if Mr. Wei would be interested?" Mr. Xin said politely to Wei Peng.

"Oh, Mr. Xin, you're very well-informed, haha. It's just that we're not looking for partners right now, I'm truly
sorry , haha," Wei Peng thought dismissively. He had no intention of collaborating on this project. He
had already secured funding with the first plot of land; developing this project was too easy. There was no
need for .

"Oh, that's truly a pity. My company also has several projects. We saw your company's
strength and wanted to collaborate with you, but now it seems quite regrettable," Xin Sheng
said .

Wei Peng had no interest in the project he mentioned and politely declined again.
Seeing Wei Peng's repeated refusals, Xin Sheng didn't pursue the topic further. After chatting for a while, they took their leave
.

Sitting in his car, Xin Sheng looked out the window at Pengcheng Company, his expression gloomy. He didn't
order the driver to start, just stared, a sharp glint flashing in his eyes. He let out a long sigh and then instructed
the driver to drive.

In the car, Xin Sheng leaned his head back against the seat and rubbed his forehead with his hand. In a low voice, he instructed his secretary,
"The purpose of my visit today is to test that guy surnamed Wei. It seems he's very confident about developing the area in the south of the city.
We're determined to get that land now. Starting tomorrow, launch
an offensive against everyone who can speak to people in that area. I'll take it at all costs."

"Yes, boss. There's something I'm not sure if I can say," the secretary replied, turning her head.

"Okay, go ahead."

"It's like this, boss. We already have three projects in hand. Actually,
the board members You..."

"Don't worry about that. From now on, I'll take any land that Pengcheng is interested in. I'll
explain to the board."

"Oh, okay. I'll use the company's resources to try my best to get that land at the opening tomorrow."

"Not just try, I want all my might! Do you understand? We must have it! Okay?"

"Understood, boss."

Xin Sheng looked at the city scenery outside the window, seemingly lost in thought. His hands were clenched into fists,
his face contorted with rage. No one knew what he was thinking.

Wei Peng returned to his office, took a sip of water, and reflected on the meeting. Xin Sheng made him feel very
uncomfortable he couldn't quite put his finger on it. During their subsequent conversation, he learned that Xin Sheng wasn't a native Hong Konger; he was
a Canadian citizen of Chinese descent, originally from a city not far from S City. He had immigrated to Canada over a decade ago and later did business in
Hong Kong , having dealings with many companies in mainland China.

Xin Sheng's appearance today was sudden, seemingly with a specific purpose in approaching Wei Peng. Wei Peng thought about it for a while but
couldn't figure it out. These days, Hong Kong businessmen in mainland China are as numerous as dogs. The astute Hong Kong conglomerates know that the mainland is undergoing massive
reform and opening up, and they're like flies swarming onto this huge pie—everyone wants a piece. Damn,
all sorts of shady characters are involved!

Ten days later, Feng Jianguo learned about the halted villa development. The big boss was furious, and the consequences would be severe.
This was a project he was in charge of, and if handled well, it would greatly benefit his political achievements. However, the sudden
halt in construction infuriated him. When he learned that Wei Peng was now working on another plot of land, he called Wei Peng
and sternly questioned him about what was going on and why the project under construction had stopped.

Wei Peng humbly explained that the funds hadn't arrived yet and that construction would resume soon. He also
explained that the company was handling two projects simultaneously. Feng Jianguo believed Wei Peng's lies and urged the company
to resolve the matter quickly, saying that if it wasn't resolved properly, he, Feng Jianguo, wouldn't take it lying down.

After hanging up, Wei Peng looked disdainful, curled his lip, and muttered to himself, "Damn it, they ate my food, took my money,
what's with the arrogance? Clean up their mess, aren't you politicians so good at that?" Then, humming a tune, he walked out of
the company .

Recently, Zhuang Hui had been acting strangely, or so Wei Peng sensed. This feeling was unsettling; she was always distracted at home
. As a result, Wei Peng turned down many social engagements and tried to stay home with his wife as much as possible. However, Zhuang Hui didn't improve.
She was always forgetful and sometimes muttered to herself. One night, when she had
a nightmare and screamed, Wei Peng realized she was sick and insisted on taking her to the hospital for a checkup.

Sitting on a waiting chair in the hospital lobby, Wei Peng felt depressed. He wondered if his recent
busyness had neglected Zhuang Hui, making her feel empty and lonely. One of her test results was still pending; Zhuang Hui had gone to get it and
hadn't returned yet.

Growing increasingly agitated, he headed towards the examination room where the results were collected. Not seeing Zhuang Hui at the window, he
looked around, puzzled. He spotted her back at the corner of the stairs, seemingly on the phone. Wei Peng wanted to call
out , but inexplicably, he quietly crept along the wall.

There was a storage room around the corner. The door wasn't locked. He quietly pushed it open, then closed it a crack
and pressed his ear against the crack to listen to what Zhuang Hui was saying. He only heard her say intermittently, "...It's okay
...Okay...He's here too...Don't come over...I don't have time lately...He's basically been home these days...
Okay...I'll contact you again...Mmm...Love you..."

When he heard Zhuang Hui say "I love you" to the phone at the end, Wei Peng's head buzzed. His mind
went blank for a moment, but his heart pounded wildly. "Love you? Love who? Who is Zhuang Hui talking to?
Why is she saying 'I love you'? What's going on?" At that moment, his hands and feet turned cold, and he felt like he couldn't breathe.
After hearing Zhuang Hui hang up and her footsteps fade away, Wei Peng stood there blankly against the wall for a long time. Then
he took a few deep breaths, his expression returned to normal, and he walked out of the storage room.

"Dapeng, where have you been? I was just looking for you. Look, the checkup is all fine, so you
don't need to worry," Zhuang Hui said, standing up and waving her medical report card as Wei Peng approached from elsewhere.

"Really? Haha, then I'm relieved. I just went to buy a pack of cigarettes. Since everything's alright, let's go,"
Wei Peng said, waving a cigarette in his hand. Because he had overheard his wife's phone call earlier, Wei Peng felt
very . Looking at their expressions and actions now, he found it somewhat amusing; they both seemed so artificial.

One misfortune leads to another. The commercial land development project in the south of the city, which was almost finalized, has encountered a setback.
Someone is obstructing the project. Today, Feng Jianguo arranged to meet Wei Peng through his secretary in a private room at a hotel.
Only the two of them were in the room. At first, they were chatting and laughing, but then, for some reason, Feng Jianguo slammed
his hand on the table and shouted, "Wei Peng, what do you think you're doing? Huh? You're undermining the country, do you know that? This
is a crime!"

"Mayor Feng, why are you so angry? Sit down, sit down, let's talk this out. Slamming your fist on the table and cursing
won't anything," Wei Peng slowly stood up and patted Feng Jianguo on the shoulder. Feng Jianguo, his face flushed, sat down
and pointed at Wei Peng, stammering, "You…you…you…" unable to say anything.

Just now, Wei Peng said that the company had mortgaged the land to the bank and that due to a failed investment,
their cash flow had dried up. The development of the villa area was to be delayed indefinitely, and Feng Jianguo was immediately in a panic. His
sharp political mind instantly understood the intricacies of the situation; he had been tricked by Wei Peng.

Chapter Twenty-Four: Suspecting

that this guy had taken advantage of the government, first giving himself a taste of the benefits, then approving all the necessary paperwork without any investment
, and then mortgaging state-owned land to state-owned banks—what a cunning scheme!
The only one who would suffer was the state, while the one who would benefit was this lawyer named Wei Peng.

"Mayor Feng, please calm down. The country is so big; it doesn't need that little bit of money. It's not even enough to fill a gap in the country's
teeth . Besides, I followed all the normal procedures; there was absolutely nothing illegal about it. You can check.
I, Wei Peng, am a legal professional; I would never do anything illegal!" Wei Peng slowly poured Feng Jianguo a
glass of wine and said.

"You're exploiting legal loopholes! You're undermining the country, do you know that?
Do you know the impact your project's halt will have?" Feng Jianguo, having regained his composure after
years in officialdom, quickly suppressed his anger and reprimanded Wei Peng in a low voice.

"Our company hasn't said we're abandoning this project. We just have a temporary funding gap. Once we have sufficient funds
, we'll restart it quickly and won't cause any trouble for the government," Wei Peng said, seeing Feng Jianguo had stopped yelling.
He knew they wouldn't completely break off relations, as he still held the evidence of Feng's bribery. Anything else was just talk
; this was the real deal, the source of Wei Peng's arrogance.

Hearing Wei Peng's shameless words, Feng Jianguo knew he'd fallen into Wei Peng's trap and remained silent for a moment .
Then he said, "Your company should first write an application report, reflecting your company's actual situation to the government. We'll
discuss it at the meeting. Boss Wei is quite the schemer." Feng Jianguo stroked his hair and sighed. Who told him
to take so much money from Wei Peng? Now the guy wants a repayment. Ha, there really is no free
lunch . He had to clean up Wei Peng's mess, and do it cleanly and neatly.

Thinking this, Feng Jianguo painfully closed his eyes. Getting on a pirate ship is easy, getting off is hard. He had considered Wei Peng's
situation many times and felt there was no problem. He always felt the land was there, it
wouldn't disappear. Even if Wei Peng couldn't develop it in the end, the government could continue bidding, and someone would always take over. As for Wei Peng's
initial investment, that wasn't the government's problem. But after all, he wasn't an expert in financial operations. He hadn't expected
these businessmen to be able to do things this way. Impressive!

No matter how much he planned, he hadn't anticipated that Wei Peng would mortgage the land again—and that it would be state-owned land mortgaged to the state.
These businessmen, when things are good, they'll fawn over you, but when they turn on you, they'll flip the table and throw everything away,
revealing their fangs.

Looking at Feng Jianguo, who was deep in thought with his eyes closed, Wei Peng slowly pulled out a bank card and pushed it in front of him,
saying, "Mayor Feng, there's a strong call for you to become the top mayor next year. I'm just a nobody and can't offer much help.
Here 's 20 million; please take it. The higher-ups need your help to smooth things over, don't they?"

Feng Jianguo opened his eyes, looked at the bank card in front of him, pondered for a moment
, then unceremoniously accepted it. He glanced at Wei Peng, put on his coat, and left.

Wei Peng stood up and said, "Mayor Feng, take care," then watched Feng Jianguo leave the private room. When he saw
Feng Jianguo slam the door shut, he sat back down with a sarcastic expression, picked up his wine glass, downed it in
one gulp, and burst into loud laughter.

Wei Peng was at a loss regarding his wife's situation. He didn't know what to do, both afraid and
eager to know the truth. His conflicted mind was torn. He valued his family, and regarding Zhuang
Hui's past affair, he had handled it gently, believing that time had faded the memory
and he and Zhuang Hui would grow old together peacefully. However, after overhearing his wife's phone call, he
knew things weren't so simple; Zhuang Hui might be in trouble.

The investigation into the company's new land development had been completed. It turned out to be the work of that Hong Kong Wantong. This
Xin Sheng was truly shrewd; in such a short time, he had almost ruined Wei Peng's seemingly certain project. What was this person trying
to do? Why was he trying to steal his project?

After breakfast, Wei Peng hurriedly said goodbye to his wife and left. Before leaving, he told her he had some things to do and
would probably be back late, so she didn't need to wait for him for dinner. Today is Sunday, and Zhuang Hui is resting at home. Since Wei
Peng reflected on his actions recently, he's been trying to stay home with Zhuang Hui as much as possible, regardless of whether it's a day off or not. Three days ago,
after eavesdropping on his wife's phone call, he decided to give Zhuang Hui a day of freedom today to see what would happen.

He drove out of the neighborhood, circled around, and then came back, parking in front of another unoccupied apartment
. There was a vacant garage next to it, diagonally opposite Wei Peng's door, where cars occasionally parked. Today,
after parking, Wei Peng slowly pulled the garage door shut from both sides, leaving a small gap; he wanted to
keep an eye his wife.

Time slowly passed. Occasionally, he could see Zhuang Hui hanging clothes to dry on the balcony. At noon, Wei Peng ate some
bread he had prepared beforehand and continued watching his own door. Just as
Wei Peng was about to lose patience, the phone rang. He saw it was his wife's number and hesitated, wondering whether to answer, fearing
something might happen.

Zhuang Hui didn't say anything else on the phone, only inquired about her mother-in-law's recent situation, mentioned that she was preparing a Mid-Autumn Festival
gift , and discussed the gift with Wei Peng for a while before hanging up. Wei Peng let out a long sigh of relief after hanging up.
His heart had been pounding when he answered the call, fearing that his wife's call would confirm some of his dark
suspicions. Thankfully, it wasn't what he thought. Wei Peng patted his forehead self-deprecatingly and smiled with relief.

Zhuang Hui didn't leave the house until after 5 PM, and it was unclear what she was doing at home. She stayed up until 10 PM
when she called to ask what time Wei Peng would be home, as she was very tired. Wei Peng said he was almost home and told his wife not to wait and to go to sleep
.

He drove his car out, exited from another residential area, then circled back to the main gate, drove to
his own parking lot, parked, lit a cigarette, took a puff, and fell into deep thought. His day's vigil had
yielded no results; he felt both disappointed and hopeful. Disappointed because Zhuang Hui hadn't left, making his anxiety pointless,
he hoped that perhaps he'd misheard, and that things weren't as he'd imagined.

He finished the cigarette in a daze, locked the car, and headed home. As he entered, he saw Zhuang Hui sitting on the sofa
, hugging a cushion and watching TV. He smiled and nodded at his wife. Zhuang Hui quickly got up, took
his briefcase, and attentively helped him put on his slippers. Seeing his wife's gentle gesture, Wei Peng felt a pang of pain, a feeling
he couldn't .

His wife, hearing that Wei Peng had been busy with "business" and hadn't eaten dinner, went to the kitchen to make him a late-night snack. Wei Peng
sat on the sofa, somewhat dazed, listening to the sounds of his wife cooking in the kitchen, and began to doubt his own
judgment .

In the following days, Wei Peng intentionally or unintentionally followed his wife, including when she went to work, he would watch her from the shadows outside
the school gate. Once, when his wife went shopping, he was caught following her and had
to make up an excuse.

The commercial land deal in the south of the city ultimately failed; it was acquired by Hong Kong Wantong Investment Company
for 20% above market value. This baffled Wei Peng. Was this for real? Were these people crazy?
With such a high price, how could they possibly make any profit after development?

He tried to arrange a meeting with Xin Sheng through someone else, but was told that Xin Sheng had returned to Hong Kong more than ten days ago and didn't know
when he would return. Since being caught following Zhuang Hui, Wei Peng became even more cautious,
but he was still caught again when Zhuang Hui had dinner with school teachers. Fortunately, Wei Peng saw
several of his company employees eating there and pretended to be treating them. Under his wife's suspicious gaze, he
sheepishly went to the private room where his employees were. The National Day holiday

arrived in the blink of an eye. Wei Peng was to accompany his father-in-law to Quanshui City to meet Zhang Yangqi, and he temporarily handed over the company's business to...
The current deputy general manager is in charge, but there's no hope for that land. He approached Feng Jianguo to see if there was
any room for maneuver, but Feng also said he couldn't do anything
. Vantone got it through connections at higher levels, so they couldn't interfere too much.

Wei Peng now has over 600 million yuan in funds. His first pot of gold is in place, so he's not worried about the villa area
land anymore. In a year or two, when the bank comes to collect the payment,
he'll just hand over the land, and the bank will auction it off. He's already paid off the first loan, so that money is small change in his eyes.

He and Zhou Kun have discussed it, and this amount of money is enough for them to develop a legitimate project. Taking money from the government
can only be done once; using the same trick repeatedly will lead to trouble.
If a legitimate project succeeds, then it will be time to clean up their act. But the more they try to do legitimate business,
the more things go wrong, and the development of that land in the south of the city has fallen through.

Tomorrow, Wei Peng is going to Quanshui City with his parents-in-law. He stayed at Cui Ying's house tonight after dinner.
After playing a game of chess with Zhuang Lao, the old man went to rest. Cui Ying made the bed in the guest room and told the couple to go to bed early,
as they needed to get to the airport early the next morning.

These past few days, Zhuang Hui's gaze towards Wei Peng has been strange, and Wei Peng could sense it, but he concealed it well
without any flaws. Sometimes Wei Peng wanted to laugh; who was the problem between the two of them? Why did he always
have this feeling that he had something to hide? Meanwhile, Zhuang Hui had returned to her usual self, and his continued surveillance hadn't
revealed anything suspicious, which annoyed Wei Peng greatly, causing

him to feel increasingly irritated and frustrated. When he was tired, he would go to Xu Mei's place to chat and flirt with his mother to relax.
If Wei Peng made any inappropriate requests, Xu Mei would lovingly refuse, but then find other ways
to soothe her son. Sometimes he would go find Wang Yao and thoroughly torment this seductive woman. Every time he did it with Wang Yao,
this alluring woman would scream and shout, giving Wei Peng a great sense of accomplishment.

After washing up, Wei Peng went back to the guest room to lie down. Zhuang Hui was still washing up in the bathroom. His wife
seemed to . He looked around for Zhuang Hui's belongings but didn't find her phone, so
he tiptoed to the bathroom door and listened intently.

There was no sound from the bathroom, but he also didn't hear his wife making a phone call. He listened
for a while , feeling rather bored, and quietly returned to the guest room. If Wei Peng had opened the bathroom door, he would
have seen Zhuang Hui sitting on the toilet texting.

"I haven't dared to call you lately. He seems a little suspicious. I'm so scared. I
deleted . Tomorrow, I'm going to the spring with him. Don't contact me. I'll let you know when I get back." After writing the last
text message, Zhuang Hui deleted it after sending it. She also deleted the text message from the other party and let out a long sigh
. He got up, pulled up his underwear, flushed the toilet, then went to the sink to check his reflection in the mirror
. Before leaving the bathroom, he checked his phone again, looking through his contacts and text messages to make sure he hadn't forgotten anything.

Around 2 or 3 a.m., Wei Peng went to the bathroom to relieve himself. When he returned to the bedroom, he saw Zhuang Hui's phone lying to one side,
so he quietly picked it up and looked through it. Some of the phone numbers were familiar, some were unfamiliar; he ignored the familiar ones and
secretly memorized the unfamiliar ones.

It was a clear, crisp autumn morning, and the road to the airport was bustling with traffic. Wei Peng and his group of four
arrived at the airport waiting area early, with more than forty minutes before boarding. The four sat on a row of chairs, with Zhuang Hui's father resting with his eyes
closed , while the other three chatted and laughed. As they were talking, Zhuang Hui's phone rang.

It was a call from the school, saying that an inspection team from the Ministry of Education was coming to the city for an inspection, with Zhuang Hui's school being a key focus
. The school was applying to become a national key university. Therefore, all teachers were required to be on duty,
and those on leave had to cancel their leave to fully prepare for the inspection and strive for a successful application.

Zhuang Hui apologized to her parents about the incident. Old Master Zhuang waved his hand, saying nothing was more important than work;
his trip to the spring was just to meet old friends, and it was fine if Zhuang Hui didn't go, as Wei Peng was there. Wei Peng also didn't seem to care,
telling Zhuang Hui to go back. Before leaving, Zhuang Hui told Wei Peng to take good care of her parents, then
drove off in Wei Peng's car with a look of apology.

Wei Peng sat there, lost in thought. He glanced in the direction Zhuang Hui had gone, then stood up and told
his parents he needed to use the restroom. He didn't go in, but stood there for a while, then, as if making a difficult decision
, pulled out his phone, dialed a number, and wrote in

Chapter Twenty-Five: Sister

. "Hello, who is this?" a man's voice asked from the other end of the line.

"Huiyao, this is Wei Peng."

"Brother Peng, what's up?"

"Well, I have a few phone numbers here, I'll send them to you in a bit. Have your men check
who

they are." "Okay, that's fine."

"There's something else, you handle personally. Um…you…oh, it's like this, I'm going
south business. You keep an eye on Zhuang Hui, keep a close eye on her movements."

"Oh, Zhuang Hui? Who's that?…Ah…this…this…isn't she my sister-in-law? Brother Peng…this…
"

"We've known each other for a long time, you know what kind of person I am, Wei Peng. You don't need to question what I say
. This needs to be done secretly, not even your brother Huihuang can know."

"Okay, okay, Brother Peng, don't worry, I know what to do."

"You just keep an eye on her. Tell me where she goes and who she meets each day, that's all. You don't need to worry about
anything else , we'll talk when I get back."

"Understood, Brother Peng, I'll handle this personally."

"I'll have the company transfer two million to your company account later, you can use it first."

"Oh, no need, you already gave me quite a lot recently, no need."

"Alright, stop talking nonsense, that's settled then, take it, you won't be treated badly by working with me."

Wei Peng contacted the Zhang Huiyao and Zhang Huihuang brothers after returning to China. Some time ago, Wei Peng helped the two brothers set up
a used car trading company and a special vehicle repair shop. This company was the public entity; the brothers handled some behind-the-scenes matters
related to the company that couldn't be publicly disclosed. After all, he still needed to develop his business in S City,
and there were many things that couldn't be done through official channels alone.

After hanging up, Wei Peng sent the phone number he had noted down the night before to Zhang Huiyao via text message. (Through waiting at the airport...)
Wei Peng stared aimlessly out the window. His wife's affair was like a thorn deeply embedded in his heart.
He kept hoping he must have misheard that day, that Zhuang Hui couldn't possibly be having an affair.
Hadn't she learned her lesson from the past? How could she do this? She wasn't a foolish woman. But if she really had cheated, then
why?

The boarding announcement interrupted Wei Peng's thoughts. He hurried back to his seat in the waiting area. Cui
Ying was already dragging her luggage, looking around. Seeing Wei Peng return, she gave him a reproachful glare. Wei Peng chuckled, touched
his nose, and took the luggage from his mother-in-law.

After a smooth flight of over two hours, the plane safely arrived at the airport in Quanshui City, Qiongya Province. After disembarking
, the three of them took a taxi outside the airport directly to the hotel they had booked. At the hotel, Wei Peng completed
all the check-in procedures, and then, led by the staff, they went to their respective rooms.

Old Zhuang called his old friend Zhang Yangqi from his room. Zhang Yangqi was
overjoyed , constantly complaining that he hadn't called earlier so he could have arranged for someone to pick him up from the airport
. Old Zhuang laughed and said there was no need for a pick-up. After confirming the hotel address, Zhang Yangqi eagerly said he would
head and told Old Zhuang to wait.

About an hour and a half later, Zhang Yangqi knocked on the door. Standing there was
a sprightly old man with white hair, wearing a crisp Zhongshan suit and round-toed cloth shoes. The old man was
about 1.8 meters tall, and with a loud, hearty laugh, he warmly shook hands with Old Zhuang.

Standing next to Old Zhang was a woman in her thirties, supporting him. Wei Peng
only noticed Old Zhang's limp when he entered the room; he needed assistance to walk. The woman carefully followed his
steps into the room, softly saying, "Old Zhang, please walk slowly, no rush, walk slowly."

Zhang Yangqi, hearing the woman's instructions, said impatiently, "It's alright, haha, it's alright, little Wei, what are
you worried about? I'm not unable to walk. Alright, alright, please sit wherever you like." He stood behind Old Zhuang
, smiling broadly. Seeing that Old Zhang was having some difficulty walking, Cui Ying reached out to help him. Wei Peng, seeing this, stepped in first
to assist the elderly man. The woman beside the old man initially didn't notice Wei Peng, but when she looked up at him,
her eyes lit up, and she exclaimed happily, "Xiao Peng? What are you doing here?"

Everyone was startled by the woman's voice, looking at her and then at Wei Peng. Wei Peng, also surprised,
looked at the woman and exclaimed with some disbelief, "Sister, it's you!" The way they addressed each other
left the other three somewhat confused. After helping Old Zhang into the room and settling him in, the two introduced themselves to everyone.

It turned out that the woman helping Old Zhang was Wei Peng's sister, Wei Liangyun,
a doctor at the Quanshui City Elderly Health Center. She happened to be at Old Zhang's home that day giving him a health check-up. After receiving a call from an old friend, Old Zhang
was eager to meet him at the hotel, so Wei Liangyun had come along. She was surprised to see her long-
lost brother at the hotel.

Everyone was delighted to hear their introductions; it was truly a coincidence. Since it was a meeting between siblings, Elder Zhuang
and Elder Zhang let the siblings return to Wei Peng's room to catch up, while the three of them chatted in Elder Zhuang's room.
The siblings entered Wei Peng's room, and Wei Peng attentively poured water and offered fruit to his sister. Wei Liangyun, however, wouldn't let Wei Peng
do anything, holding her brother's hand and asking him all sorts of questions. Wei Peng asked his sister when she had come to Quanshui City; he had heard from Xu Mei that his sister
had always been in Haitan City, Qiongya Province. He wondered how he had met Wei Liangyun here.

It turned out that Wei Liangyun used to live in Haitan City, working as an attending physician at the Haitan City Municipal Hospital. She had divorced
her husband , without telling anyone. After the divorce, she didn't want to continue living in a place that caused her so much pain,
so she used her connections to transfer to the geriatric health center at the Quanshui City Municipal Hospital.

Wei Peng held his sister's hand, looking at her with a sorrowful expression. Today, Wei Liangyun was wearing a dark blue women's
suit and trousers, with black high heels. A faint sadness lingered on her beautiful face. Her hair was styled in
a bun, giving her a capable look. Her shapely legs, paired with the tight trousers, made her figure appear even more slender. Her profession as
a doctor gave Wei Liangyun an indescribable femininity.

The two chatted for a long time, laughing heartily at happy moments and shedding tears at sad ones. Wei Peng
patted her hand, offering words of comfort. At noon, the three of them, along with Zhuang Lao's driver and Wei Liangyun,
had a simple lunch at the hotel restaurant. In the afternoon, the two elderly people said their goodbyes,
agreeing to have dinner together at Zhang Lao's house that evening. Zhang Lao also instructed his healthcare doctor, Xiao Wei, to be present, to which Wei Liangyun
happily nodded, saying it was a must.

Old Zhuang, Wei Peng, and Cui Ying escorted Old Zhang to the parking lot. The older sister was the last to get into the car,
holding Wei Peng's hand reluctantly before leaving. Wei Peng laughed and said goodbye that evening, adding that he would visit his sister's place in the next few days
, and the siblings would have plenty of opportunities to catch up.

In the evening, Wei Peng and the others arrived at Old Zhang's residence in a vehicle sent by Old Zhang. The car drove along a
long, tree-lined avenue to the gate of a large compound. A large, weathered sign hung on one side of the gate,
reading "Quanshui City Cadre Sanatorium." The driver got out, checked in at the gatehouse, and drove into the compound.
The two-story buildings were spaced perfectly, and there weren't many people inside because it was dinnertime.

Quanshui City is located in the far south of China, so while S City was already in autumn, Quanshui was still
lush vibrant. The large trees and neatly trimmed flowers and plants gave the compound a unique
sense of solemnity and grandeur.

The car stopped in front of a small building. Old Zhang was already waiting at the gate, supported by Wei Liangyun
as always . Old Zhang's wife had passed away many years ago. Unlike Old Zhuang, he hadn't remarried and had always lived with
his daughter. After her marriage, he lived alone, with only a few caregivers and
a driver .

Inside Old Zhang's building, everyone chatted in the living room for a while. Then, led by the caregiver,
the group went to the dining room, which was laden with various dishes, for a meal. During the meal, Old Zhang and Old Zhuang, unusually
, drank some baijiu (Chinese liquor) and seemed quite pleased. When they wanted to continue drinking, Wei Liangyun stopped them in
time drank a few glasses, her face flushed. When no one was looking, she even gave Wei Peng a few flirtatious glances.

Wei Peng felt a flutter in his heart when he saw Cui Ying's flirtatious looks; this woman was truly seductive to the core.
Normally appearing serious in front of others, Wei Peng couldn't control himself after a few drinks. Under
the table he subtly nudged Cui Ying's foot with his own, then stealthily glanced at her flushed face
. Sensing the movement, Cui Ying raised her eyelids and glared at Wei Peng before,
when , teasingly licking her lips with her tongue.

The banquet ended, and the two old friends seemed reluctant to leave, as if they had endless things to say, mostly
reminiscing their glorious past. Wei Peng had no interest in this at all. The two old men chatted enthusiastically
, occasionally bursting into laughter, while Wei Peng sat to the side, smiling but utterly bored.

Cui Ying sat to the side, drinking tea and listening to the two elderly people's conversation, occasionally interjecting a few words, but
seemingly without much interest. After Wei Liangyun finished eating, she took her leave. She lived quite far away, and before leaving, she chatted with Wei Peng
for a while. She would pick Wei Peng up from the hotel the day after tomorrow to have dinner at her home, since it was her younger brother visiting, and she had taken a day off work
specifically to spend time with him.

Old Zhang's rest time had already passed, and the housekeeper had reminded him twice. Old Zhuang felt that the conversation was going quite well, so he said
he would stay at Old Zhang's place that night, and told Wei Peng and Cui Ying to go back to the hotel first, as he wanted to stay here and have a long talk with his old friend.
Old Zhang 's driver dropped the two of them off at the hotel and then left. Upstairs, Cui Ying opened the door to her room and
said to Wei Peng, who was standing to the side, "Ah Peng, the TV in my room seems to be malfunctioning. Can you come in and take a look?"

Chapter Twenty-Six: Wife's Infidelity.

Upon hearing Cui Ying's words, Wei Peng subconsciously looked around, then sneaked into Cui Ying's room like a thief. The door slammed
shut, followed by the sound of it being locked, and then there was silence.

Seeing Wei Peng sneak into the room like a thief, Cui Ying curled her lip in disdain, quickly closed the door
, and locked the latch. Before she could turn around, Wei Peng hugged her from behind, kissing his mother-in-law's neck.
One hand was around Cui Ying's waist, while the other began to grope her breasts.

The hot breath from the man's nostrils made Cui Ying close her eyes comfortably, tilting her neck back slightly, while the gentle licking and biting of
his lips made her let out a soft moan. The rough, grotesque hands kneading her
breasts sent a surge of excitement through her, spreading from her heart to between her legs. She
squeezed her legs together slightly, murmuring, "Little husband... mmm... little husband... so good...
I love it."

He turned Cui Ying around, turned her around, and embraced his now somewhat limp mother-in-law. He kissed
Cui Ying, who was still murmuring incoherently. The long, wet kiss moved Cui Ying to the extreme. She tightly clamped her legs around the man's large hands that were caressing her vulva
, placed her hands on his shoulders, and hugged his head, responding to his passionate kiss with smacking sounds.

Wei Peng picked Cui Ying up in his arms, kicked open the bedroom door, and put the woman on the bed. The two of them couldn't wait
to tear at each other's clothes. Wei Peng stood naked under the bed, while Cui Ying held the man's
penis like a treasure and began to suck and swallow it. Wei Peng pressed Cui Ying's head down and closed his eyes with a look of enjoyment. As his mother-in-law sucked and
licked, he felt so good that he pulled the woman's hair between his legs.

After giving Wei Peng oral sex for a while, Cui Ying sighed and lay back on the bed, spreading her legs to reveal her wet vulva
. She rubbed her breasts with both hands and pleaded urgently, "Little husband... come... little husband...
lick me... lick my little sister... it's so hot... it's so itchy..."

Wei Peng grabbed Cui Ying's small feet and gently stroked them. Then he stuck out his tongue and licked the soles of her feet. Cui
Ying made a meowing sound and spread her labia with her hands, crying out, "Little husband...
Xiao Peng... ah... kiss my little husband... lick my little sister... I want it... no... don't torture little Yingying anymore
... it's so itchy..."

The woman's hands, which were spreading her labia, were trembling slightly. One finger was occasionally inserted into her vagina and pulled out
with a string of sticky strands. As Wei Peng knelt on the ground and pressed his mouth to Cui Ying's vulva, licking her clitoris
, Cui Ying couldn't resist sitting up, spreading her legs wide, and holding
the man , her fingers shoved into his hair as she moaned, "Ah...so good...yes...like that...licking
my little sister feels so good...oh oh...oh..."

The woman thrust her hips forward repeatedly, her vulva rubbing up and down against the man's face. Wei Peng licked vigorously
for a while, and Cui Ying had already had a small orgasm. Wei Peng's thick penis was painfully hard, desperately
needing a wet hole to soothe it. He pushed the moaning Cui Ying onto the bed, grabbed her legs, and brought his
penis still opening and closing vulva.

Cui Ying impatiently grabbed his thick penis and placed it at the entrance of her vagina. Wei Peng thrust his hips forward and "plop" it
went in. "Ah...it's in...ah...so good..." Cui Ying cried out, her hands gripping the man's waist.
The thick penis thrust in and out of her vagina like a small steel pipe.

"Mmm...ah...ah...it's so full...my little husband's penis is so good...Little Yingying likes it...
ah...oh...oh...oh..." Cui Ying shook her head, moaning loudly.
The powerful thrusting of the thick penis drove her wild with excitement. Milky-white vaginal fluid was squeezed out of her vagina by the penis. Her mouth
was making "oo" sounds, and she was breathing rapidly.

Wei Peng thrust powerfully for a while, then rolled over and pulled Cui Ying onto his body. Cui Ying
giggled lasciviously, squatted on the man, and held the erect penis in her hands, rubbing it back and forth on her wet vulva
a few times before slowly sitting down. They both let out a sound of surprise. Cui Ying and Wei Peng's hands intertwined, and their snake
-like bodies began to sway.

Clothes were scattered all over the bedroom floor. The man and woman on the bed shifted positions constantly. The woman knelt on the bed, her buttocks raised,
while the man, drenched in sweat, thrust his body, slapping her white buttocks with a "slap, slap" sound. His hands reached forward,
kneading her swaying breasts. His
penis slid in and out of her vagina with a "plop, plop" sound. Her labia were swollen and turned outwards, and the area where they met was covered in white, foamy fluid. The man's thrusting
speed increased. The woman, lying on the bed, no longer had the strength to scream; the continuous orgasms had left her
body limp and powerless.

After a few quick thrusts, the man let out a low growl and thrust forward forcefully, the impact sending
the woman 's body arching high onto the bed. His penis left her vagina, the pleasure of ejaculation momentarily overwhelming him
. Frustrated, the man gripped his penis tightly, quickly leaning down, one hand pressing against the woman's erogenous zones...
He gripped her waist, one hand holding his penis, and thrust it hard into the woman's anus.

"Ah...it hurts...ahhh!" The woman was disoriented by the sudden intrusion, opening her eyes in pain and
screaming. Wei Peng's penis entered a narrow passage, and the woman's anus
instinctively . The uncontrollable pleasure made Wei Peng thrust a few more times, and hot, thick semen shot into the woman
's large intestine.

The pain from her anus made the woman scream loudly, but with the man's last few thrusts and
the ejaculation of hot semen, this pain transformed into an unprecedented pleasure. Cui Ying climaxed again, and
the pleasure caused her vagina to contract sharply, making a "plop plop" sound like farting.

Since returning to China, the two had not had any physical contact. Now, being in another city, and with Old Zhuang
away, all the conveniences made them like two bulls in heat, making love non-stop all night until Cui
Ying cried out that she couldn't take it anymore, and they finally fell asleep in each other's arms.

The next day, Mr. Zhang invited the three of them to visit some famous temples and ancient monasteries. Wei Peng, feeling perfectly fine ,
accompanied them on their sightseeing. Cui Ying, however, lingered in the car after arriving at the attractions, mainly because her private parts were
swollen and red, and she was worried about giving herself away. She excused herself, saying she was feeling unwell due to the change in environment and
would stay in the car for a while before continuing the tour.

Wei Peng knew the real reason: his mother-in-law's "change in environment" was due to his "over-indulgence" the
previous . When he got out of the car, he pretended to be attentive and caring towards his mother-in-law, earning him a glare from Cui Ying
. Mr. Zhuang, unable to see the expressions of the two inside the car, heard Wei Peng's concern for Cui Ying and inwardly praised his
son-in-law .

The next morning, when Wei Peng woke up, he drew back the curtains and saw it was raining. Southern rain, like a
southern woman, is fine and gentle, yet resilient. He turned on the TV and heard the weather forecast say the rain
would last for four or five days. Just as Wei Peng was about to head out to meet his parents-in-law for breakfast, the phone rang. The number displayed was Zhang Huiyao's .
Wei Peng felt a sudden, inexplicable panic. He took a deep breath and answered,

"Hello, Huiyao?"

"Yes, it's me, Peng-ge."

"What's up?" "

It's those phone numbers you gave me the day before yesterday. I had them investigated. They've checked their work and home addresses
. Peng-ge, write them down."

"Oh, let me get some paper and pen… Okay, go ahead."

"@￥%#@￥%#@￥%#… Okay, that's it."

"Okay, I've written it down. These past few days… um… has Zhuang Hui… anything… been unusual?"

"Oh, I've been keeping an eye on my sister-in-law. Nothing seems amiss. Oh, it's just that last night she was having dinner with one
of her teachers at the Wuzhou Hotel. When she left, she seemed to see an acquaintance outside the hotel. They
talked alone for a while, nothing else."

"Hmm? A man? A woman?"

"It was a man, wearing glasses. But he seemed like just an acquaintance. After talking for a bit, my sister-in-law went
home."

"Okay, I got it. You keep an eye on her."

Wei Peng put down the phone and breathed a sigh of relief. Hearing that Zhang Huiyao hadn't mentioned any unusual behavior from Zhuang Hui,
he didn't know whether to be happy or disappointed; this feeling was really unsettling. Just as he put on his coat
, the phone rang again. It was the company's vice president, saying that the company's handling of another plot of land in the Yuping Development Zone had run into problems again, and
that Hong Kong Wantong was interfering once more.

Hearing the vice president's report, Wei Peng's anger flared up. What the hell was Hong Kong Wantong trying to
do? Why was it always targeting his company? When he found out it was Xin Sheng
again calmed down. This person's sudden appearance, seemingly targeting the company's business, now seemed to be
targeting him, Wei Peng. He instructed the vice president on the phone to secure the project at all costs,
no matter . He refused to believe that a powerful dragon could suppress a local snake. Everything else could be discussed when he got back.

Wei Peng hung up the phone and called Zhang Huiyao again, asking him to investigate Hong Kong
Wantong , focusing on Xin Sheng.

Today, Old Zhang had arranged for Old
Zhuang and his wife to meet some old friends. Wei Peng didn't go because his sister was coming to pick him up. The siblings first went to a nearby large shopping mall. His sister wanted to buy clothes for Wei Peng and Xu Mei
. After choosing the clothes, Wei Peng insisted on paying with his card, which earned him a scolding from his sister.

They had originally planned to eat out, but after visiting several places, they weren't satisfied. So, they decided to buy some
cooking ingredients and eat at his sister's house. After lunch, they didn't go out but chatted until evening
when his sister took Wei Peng back to his hotel.

Old Zhuang seemed very busy in Quanshui City, having already been there for a week.
Wei Peng had reviewed all the phone numbers and detailed information Zhang Huiyao had given him, ruling out any possibility of him
having an affair . This relieved Wei Peng, but also left him somewhat annoyed.

Zhuang Hui called him several times during this period, her tone and manner unchanged.
She inquired about his parents' health and told Wei Peng to take care of himself. At the end, she casually asked
when they would be returning. Wei Peng smiled wryly and said he didn't know; his father-in-law hadn't said when he would return, and he would
inform his wife.

These past few days, he and Cui Ying hadn't had a chance to rekindle their affair. Since their lovemaking that day, they hadn't had a chance to rekindle it.
Cui Ying's occasional seductive gestures aroused Wei Peng, and he always wanted to find an opportunity to pin this woman down and
torment her again. His sister had visited twice and even had a meal with him alone once.

A light drizzle continued to fall, making everything sticky and uncomfortable. Wei Peng hadn't gone out today. Cui Ying and Old Zhuang
had disappeared with Old Zhang again. After lunch at the hotel, Wei Peng lay in bed and drifted off to sleep, having
a suggestive dream. The woman in the dream was actually his sister. Waking up troubled him;
the demons with his interactions with his sister these past few days. However, he knew it was impossible. If he
did anything inappropriate with his sister, she would kill him.

He thought the day would pass by uneventfully, but a phone call from Zhang Huiyao plunged Wei Peng into despair.
Last night, Zhuang Hui had gone to a hotel with a man and stayed all night. The next day, she went straight to work from the hotel.
What Wei Peng found even more unbelievable was that the man who left the hotel with Zhuang Hui was
Xin Sheng from Hong Kong Wantong, the man Zhang Huiyao later investigated. Zhang Huiyao also expressed his bewilderment on the phone.

Wei Peng didn't know how he hung up the phone. His mind was a complete mess. He wanted to fly back right now.
He wanted to grab his wife's hair and yell, "Why? Why? Was Zhuang Hui's previous confession all an act?
What is this woman trying to do? Spending the night with another man!" Images of Zhuang Hui's snow-white body flashed through his mind,
as did his wife's serpentine waist. He imagined his wife moaning pitifully beneath that man. In a
fit of rage, Wei Peng smashed things around the room.

Anger burned within him. After venting his frustration by throwing things, he sat slumped on the bed, his fingers tangled in
his hair. His wife really was having an affair. What was happening to him? His mind was blankly filled with
images of his wife's genitals being penetrated by that man's penis. The more he tried to stop thinking about it, the more the fantasies raged against
him. Wei Peng felt a strange excitement mixed with anger, like the excitement of secretly watching an unknown couple having sex
. What was this mindset that made him so confused? His penis even
became erect while he fantasized about his wife being violated.

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