The Dance of Sex, the Rise and Fall of Emotions

(Chapter 1) Perfection
In a dimly lit room, a man stared blankly at the screen in front of him,

his expression unreadable, neither happy nor angry. On the screen,
a strong man was frantically pounding a beautiful woman beneath him. The woman had long,

flowing hair , and upon closer inspection, one felt a sense of suffocation. This woman　　was truly beautiful, giving off a dreamlike 　　　　　　　　　　　, unreal feeling. The expression of suffering from the man's abuse, placed 　　on that noble and beautiful face, created a sense of unreality that made one's blood　　boil . 　　********** ... Back in my early twenties , I came to City A from a poor county to make my way in the world. That's when I met my husband, who had just graduated and was looking for a job. I 've been working for over three years now, and it's a pretty good electronics company in City A. I've become the general manager. 　　Just as I stepped out of the company building, my phone rang with my darling's special ringtone. 　　"Honey, it's Friday today. I'll go home early and cook you something nice. When are you coming home?" 　　I was about to say I'd be back right now, but then I thought, why not surprise my wife? 　　"Sorry, honey, I have some things to do. It'll probably take about four hours!" 　　"You little devil! Okay, I'll cook and wait for you." 　　Because of work, I often travel. We've known each other for over two years, and I only come home for five or six days . We're often apart, and this time I just got back from a business trip, so we cherish every moment we spend together. 　　I got in the car, started the engine, and drove home, but we got stuck in traffic not far in. I started to ; it was such a rare opportunity to go home early. I don't know how long the traffic jam will last, but thinking about it, I suddenly recalled how my wife and I met. 　　My wife's name is Ruomeng, she's 23 years old, about 1.65 meters tall, with round, firm breasts that I could barely grasp with one hand; her fair skin, coupled with her beautiful oval face that exudes a unique noble air, gives people a contradictory feeling of both pity and love, a desire to press down and ravage her, yet a reluctance to defile her. She also has a trace of European blood; when she's in heat , angry, or emotionally agitated, her pupils turn a slight red, which is the only thing I've discovered related to her bloodline. 　　A little over a year ago, my boss asked me to go to G city for a business deal. That night, I was entertaining clients at G city's most famous and glamorous disco . When I entered a private room, I saw four men leading Ruomeng towards the next room, and I was immediately awestruck. Later , while entertaining clients, I heard cries for help from next door and discovered that the four men were trying to gang rape Ruomeng. I immediately rushed into their all four men, and rescued Ruomeng. I, Zhao Tian, am actually a descendant of Zhao Yun from the Three Kingdoms period. I learned my family's martial arts from a young age, so dealing with them was naturally easy. 　　After rescuing Ruomeng, I learned the whole story and Meng'er's background. Meng'er was born into a family in England; both her parents were Chinese Americans. Initially, the family patriarch fell in love with a Chinese woman. As time passed , only Meng'er's father remained as the sole heir, and Meng'er was the only daughter in her generation. 　　Later, Meng'er developed a great love for Chinese culture and was admitted to a top university in G City, China. Her parents also longed to return to their roots, and since their daughter had received a comprehensive education from a young age and was proficient in self-defense, easily handling two or three ordinary people, they let her return to China to study and develop her career. 　　After graduating, Meng'er had nothing to do and, being fond of China, worked at an advertising company in G City to pass the time . Who knew that the biggest gang leader in G city would take a liking to her? When he couldn't win her over, he threatened Meng'er's boss, luring her to a disco under the pretense of a work engagement. He drugged her drink and then had three of his henchmen try to imprison her. However, after succeeding, the henchmen were overcome with lust and wanted to have their way with her, which gave me the opportunity to rescue Meng'er . 　　At first, Meng'er only felt gratitude and slight affection towards me. After a month of persistent pursuit and scheming , we finally established a relationship after she was drunk together, through a semi-rape. After that, things were simple ! I've always been physically strong and energetic, often staying up all night, leaving Meng'er feeling ecstatic . Coupled with my deep affection for her, we finally met her parents six months later. 　　That incident caused me to lose a business deal, but my boss not only didn't blame me but also gave me a long leave to pursue my happiness. Because of this, I never considered leaving my boss, and he became the person I'm most grateful to. As the company grew, I became increasingly busy, spending less and less time at home, which made Meng'er constantly complain. 　　Lost in thought, time flew by, and before I knew it, I was at my doorstep. I noticed a car from Meng'er's company parked quietly in my parking space downstairs! 　　Reaching the door, I thought I heard faint breathing sounds coming from inside. With a hint of doubt, I took out my key, opened the door, and said, "Wife, I'm home." 　　"Ah, honey, are you going to be late? I'm cooking!" Just then, I heard the sound of a belt buckle being fastened and hurried breathing coming from the kitchen. A sense of unease washed over me. Having studied martial arts since childhood, hearing was naturally a required skill. 　　Just then, a burly man appeared at the kitchen doorway: "Brother Tian's back? Sister-in-law left a contract at the company today, and I just brought it back to her. She said she was going to cook a big dinner for you today, and she dragged me along to buy a lot of things. She's just back and is tidying up!" 　　"Zhao Tian, you dare to lie to me now!" At that moment, Meng'er appeared at the kitchen doorway, her face showing a mixture of anger and surprise. 　　"It's been over a week since we last saw each other, so I wanted to give you a surprise, my wife! I won't do it again next time!" Meng'er was wearing a black mini-skirt that barely covered her round buttocks; she wore a white shirt the top two buttons undone, revealing her impressive cleavage. I immediately felt a surge of heat throughout my body. 　　"Hmph, it's good that you know you're wrong. I'll continue cooking!" As Meng'er turned to walk towards the kitchen, I vaguely saw a glint of red light flash in her eyes.

"Xiao Jun, come, sit down for a while. Cooking is a woman's job," I said to the burly man at the kitchen door.
"Yeah, Brother Tian is really lucky. I've only ever seen your wife show her feminine side to you."
"Oh, not at all. Your wife only gives me face when there are other people around! Hehe,

how's business at your company lately? Why are you leaving work so early today?" I pulled Xiao Jun

to sit on and said.
"Busy, huh? The boss recently got two big orders, and it's exhausted my wife. She heard you were

coming back, so she came back early today." Xiao Jun handed me a cigarette and lit it as he spoke.
Since Meng'er came to A City with me to get married, she stayed at home for less than half a year before saying she was bored at home every day and

went out to find this job. Their company is a fairly powerful foreign trade enterprise in A City. After joining the company, Meng'er,

with her beautiful appearance and temperament and excellent business skills, rose through the ranks. In less than two years, she is

now the company's business director.
The muscular young man in front of me had a sharply defined face, giving him a fierce

look . He was their boss's driver and bodyguard. His fighting skills, I'd say, were average, but still far superior to the average person

. When we first met, after hearing I was Zhao Yun (a legendary martial arts master), he insisted on a sparring match. I easily defeated him in three moves with one hand,

and afterwards, he treated me with extraordinary respect, always sticking around asking for pointers whenever he had the chance. Since I was often away from home, I also asked him to take good

care of Meng'er.
He and Meng'er were their boss's right-hand men, practically holding up half the company. I've always felt sorry for

Meng'er and didn't want her to work. Although I'm not as wealthy as her family, my boss treats me well,

earning me at least several million a year. Moreover, she's their only daughter, and her father-in-law gave her six million

euros when she got married, making her one of the wealthiest women in City A.
But Meng'er just couldn't stay at home. She said she wanted to go out to work, have something to do, make some friends, and go out and have

fun. She said, "You're not home with me often anyway. Besides, this boss treats me well; I can do whatever I want, and he

's never forced me." I thought to myself, "I'm already envious of your high performance; why
would I need to force you?" I said, "Society is too chaotic these days; I'm worried about you." She scoffed, saying I couldn't even beat her, so who was

worried about whom? Because Meng'er knew self-defense techniques, I sometimes lost to her in our playful fights, though I deliberately let

her win. But Meng'er's skill level was indeed quite high, comparable to Xiao Jun's. Thinking about Xiao Jun's physique, I really don't know

how Meng'er grew up to know so many things and be proficient in everything. Plus, with Xiao Jun often taking care of Meng'er, I

just let her do as she pleased. Being alone at home for a long time was indeed boring.
"Brother Tian, I have some things to do at the company, so I won't disturb your time together! Remember to leave some time for me to give

you some pointers next time; I have a few questions I can't figure out lately," Xiao Tian said after chatting for a while.
"With his skills, you might as well ask me!" Meng'er said,

bringing out a dish she had just finished cooking.
"Aren't you staying for dinner?" I asked.
"Oh, I'd be so sorry, maybe next time!" Xiao Jun chuckled.
"Alright then!" I got up and helped Meng'er see Xiao Jun to the door.
As soon as we closed the door, I grabbed Meng'er, pressed her against the doorway, and kissed her alluring lips, my hands

already reaching under her miniskirt.
"You rascal, Xiao Jun isn't far yet!" Meng'er cried out sweetly.
"Who told you to dress so sexy? I can't resist. Let your husband warm up first!" As

I , I pulled down Meng'er's panties, grabbed one of her thighs, and

pulled my already throbbing penis out of my pants and inserted it into her vagina.
"Ah... husband, your thing is so hard today!" Meng'er let out a sweet moan.
"It's been over a week, and it's missed you so much!" I

lifted , leaning her against the door with only one toe touching the ground. I adjusted the position for deeper penetration and

began to thrust heavily.
"Mmm... ah... ah... husband... so deep... you're going to hit my uterus... ah..." "

Slap! Slap!" The sound of my penis hitting her vagina echoed in the living room, and Meng'er's sweet voice gradually grew louder

.
I lifted Meng'er's other leg as well, holding her as I walked towards the sofa. "My good Meng'er,

I missed you so much. Today I'm going to fuck you until you can't get out of bed." When we reached the sofa, I placed Meng'er on

the marble , her two long legs draped over my shoulders.
"Ah... so cold... ah... can you handle it... husband..." Meng'er's eyes glowed slightly

red, and she made soft moaning sounds.
"Tch, you don't believe me?" I thrust even harder, hitting her G-spot every time.
"Mmm...ah...ah...good husband...come on...it feels so good...ah...let your wife see

how good you are...mmm...ah..."
Looking at Meng'er's seductive, glowing eyes, coupled with her beautiful

face full of passion and desire, I felt a surge of lust. I grabbed her full breasts with one hand and pressed my wife's

shoulder roughly thrusting into her overflowing vagina.
"Ah...wife, your vagina is still so tight! Looking at your lewd appearance, I really want to

torture you."
"Ah...come on...husband...torture your little bitch...ah...fuck me to death...let me

taste ...good husband...good brother...I'm almost there...ah..."

The coffee table under Meng'er's buttocks was already covered in vaginal fluid.
"Good girl, I want to cum too."
"Ah...mmm...ah...it feels so good...ah!!!!" Meng'er let out a high-pitched moan, and I

finally couldn't hold back anymore, ejaculating a week's worth of pent-up essence deep inside her vagina.
"You rascal, you don't even shower, you start messing around as soon as you walk in the door." Meng'er got off the table, taking off her clothes as she walked towards

the bathroom. "Who told you to be so charming! And dressed so provocatively, how could I resist?" I followed her.
Meng'er turned on the shower and started showering. I leaned over, hugged Meng'er, and kissed her two beautiful

nipples.
"Ugh! Zhao Tian, are you going to eat later?"
"You're much tastier than food!"
"Okay, okay, stop fooling around, let's eat first. I'm waiting for you to make me unable to get out of bed!" Meng'er punched me.

"I can't bear to, my dear wife," I said.
I quickly rinsed off and left the bathroom, turning on the TV

. Then I saw Meng'er's phone on the coffee table. I picked it up to play a game,

but the screen lit up, and a text message caught my eye in the open inbox.
(To be continued)
(Chapter Two)
"Brother Tian won't be back for several more hours? I'll go upstairs and play for a while before going back."
I never check Meng'er's text messages, but seeing this by chance,

the sound of a belt buckle and panting flashed through my mind. The red glint in Meng'er's eyes when she came out swirled in my mind. Thinking back,

there had been no foreplay during penetration, yet Meng'er's vagina was already unusually wet. Could Meng'er and Xiao Jun be having an affair?
An unbelievable feeling welled up inside me.
I didn't feel angry. Meng'er is my lifeblood; I've always given her the utmost freedom,

never expecting everything she has to belong to me alone. But a feeling of loss and heartache left me bewildered.

Had I not done enough? Why did I have a relationship with Xiaojun? My mind was a complete mess, a surge of heat

rushed down to my body, mixed with a strange excitement. What's wrong with me? Why am I

feeling excited? No, these are all just guesses. I need to figure things out, I made up my mind.
I don't know how much time passed, but a sweet voice startled me from my thoughts.
"Honey, dinner's ready. What are you thinking about? You're so engrossed. I called you several times and you didn't answer." Meng'er

appeared in the kitchen doorway, wearing a black sheer nightgown. Her nipples and

neatly trimmed pubic hair were faintly visible.
"Oh, baby. How can I eat like this?" The image of Xiaojun raping Meng'er flashed through my mind, and

my penis was already throbbing with hardness. I got up and walked towards the dining table.
"You've seen it so many times, aren't you used to it? You're so excited, honey." Meng'er smiled and said, "That's because

you don't know how beautiful you are." My hand began to wander restlessly between Meng'er's legs.
"Zhao Tian, let's eat first. The food will get cold soon, and I went to so much trouble to prepare it for you," Meng'er said

with a slight dissatisfaction.
I had no choice but to put my hands down and turn my attention to the table full of food. Recalling all the guesses I had just made,

I quickly devoured the food.
"Wife, are you satisfied with the mission?" I asked Meng'er after putting down my chopsticks.
"Not bad, not bad," Meng'er got up and started cleaning up the mess. I turned on the TV and sat on the sofa, lost in thought.
"Honey, what are you thinking about? Something on your mind?" After some time, Meng'er came to my side and

leaned on my shoulder, her voice languid.
"Nothing, I just suddenly realized that I haven't spent enough time with you in the past year, and I feel like I've neglected you,"
I mumbled in a daze.
"How could that be? A man should prioritize his career. Besides, if we were together every day, would you still be as passionate as you are

now ?"
"That makes sense, but I was just worried you'd be bored or lonely."
"It's alright. I actually feel it's not good for you to be clinging to me all the time. A man should do what a man should do. If

you're always at home with me, you'll slowly lose your manliness. It's fine now.

The feeling of looking forward to your return makes me think about you every day."
"You little devil, you always have so many tricks up your sleeve. Fine, I'll listen to you then and keep this distance, as long as you're

happy ." I shook my head helplessly.
"Don't worry, I'm so busy with work, I'm a pillar of the company. Even when I'm free, Xiao Jun and the others

invite me out. I'm quite fulfilled."
Xiao Jun's name flashed through my ears again, and a violent feeling surged into my mind. I picked up Meng'er and walked towards the bedroom

, roughly throwing her onto the bed.
"Then tonight, let your husband give you a good, fulfilling experience." I held Meng'er's head

off the edge of the bed, one hand kneading her breasts vigorously, the other pressing down on her neck.
"Huh???? Husband, what's wrong today?" A look of surprise flashed across Meng'er's face.
"Nothing much, I just want you to feel how manly your husband is." As I spoke, I took off

my clothes and thrust my already throbbing, hard penis into Meng'er's mouth.
"Ugh??? Cough???? Husband????" Meng'er made indistinct sounds, her face

showing a puzzled expression, as if she wanted to say something.
Imagining the scene of Meng'er and Xiao Jun entangled, an indescribable violence filled my heart. At this moment

, I didn't want to hear what Meng'er wanted to say. With a fanatical expression on my face, I forcefully pressed Meng'er's head, which was suspended

in mid-air , against the edge of the bed, adjusting it to a position where my penis could penetrate more easily. With my other hand, I grabbed Meng'er's breasts, holding her down to prevent her

from moving, and thrust my penis deep into Meng'er's throat.
"Cough??? Cough??? Ugh???" Meng'er coughed and gagged,

her face showing a pained expression. She pushed against my chest with both hands, trying to get out. But

the red light gradually brightening in Meng'er's eyes indicated that she was also beginning to feel excited.
Every time I thrust my penis into Meng'er's throat, I felt a tingling

pleasure as my glans was tightly enveloped or even stuck in her throat, giving me a feeling of exhilaration. Looking at Meng'er's beautiful face with its pained expression and

reddened eyes, I felt like I couldn't control myself after only a few thrusts. I quickly

thrust hard into Meng'er's mouth a dozen times, then pulled out my penis and ejaculated a large amount of semen onto Meng'er's face.
"Zhao Tian, did you really take your medicine today?" Meng'er said somewhat unhappily, but on that beautiful face, which carried a hint of

displeasure , I could even see a trace of excitement.
"I don't know, I just feel particularly impulsive today." My mind was still hazy, and I was starting

to doubt my own eyes, but looking at Meng'er's expressionless face, my lower body began to throb again.
"Honey? Is something on your mind?" Meng'er

asked with a hint of unease and doubt, then took a tissue from the bedside table to wipe the semen off her face.
"No, it's just that, for some reason, I'm particularly afraid that one day you'll leave me, and I'm also particularly

excited." As I spoke, I pulled Meng'er down and pinned her beneath me, pulling down her black thong, and then...

My now-erect penis was inserted into Meng'er's vagina, slowly thrusting in and out.
"Hmm??? What nonsense are you talking about? I love you so much, how could I leave you?"

Meng'er let out a soft moan, her red eyes looking at me strangely.
"If you're excited, then release it on your wife. Don't think nonsense. I will never leave you

unless you don't want me anymore," Meng'er continued.
"Good wife, do you like it a little more violent? When I fuck your little mouth like that, you're not sad, your

vagina gets wet faster than usual." I put Meng'er's legs on my shoulders and began to

thrust violently into her vagina.
"Hmm??? Ah??? Ah??? Good husband??? Meng'er is all yours???
What do you want??? Whatever you want???" Meng'er's voice gradually became more intense.
Looking at Meng'er's face, which gradually began to distort, I also began to feel a strange excitement, and my movements became

more and more rough.
"Ah??? Ah??? Good husband??? You've hit my G-spot??? Ah???
Good husband??? I'm going to die??? Ah???"
A sweet scream brought Meng'er to her climax, but I didn't slow down at all.

Instead , with Meng'er's climax, I thrust even more vigorously. The cracking sounds of flesh colliding grew louder and louder.

Meng'er's legs, which were draped over my shoulders, slid down weakly, but I had no intention of changing positions.

As if venting an inexplicable resentment in my heart, I thrust straight into her G-spot each time without stopping.
"Ah???? Husband???? I can't take it anymore???? Ah???? It's coming again????
Ah????!!!"
"Good husband???? Ah???? Good brother????
Ah???? You're going to fuck me to death???? Ah???? It's coming again????

Ah???? Husband???? I can't take it anymore???? Ah????"
"Wife, I'm going to cum, let me make you feel good one last time." I kept this position and

fucked nearly forty minutes. Meng'er had three orgasms in a row. At this time, I was also on the verge of ejaculation and

began the final sprint.
"Ah??? Husband??? Come on??? Ah??? Play with me as much as you want??? Ah???
Ah??? Husband??? I'm going to die??? Ah!!!???"
Meng'er screamed hoarsely, her whole body trembling slightly. With a long, drawn-out cry

, I ejaculated all my semen deep inside her.
Since we met, although we've made love countless times, I've never done it with her like this. Every time,

I'm very gentle, unwilling to be rough with her in the slightest. But today, every time I thought about what I was imagining, I

felt a conflicting feeling of excitement and disappointment. I withdrew my gradually softening penis from her vagina, lay down on

the bed , and tried to calm my agitated emotions.
After about five minutes, Meng'er seemed to have recovered from the afterglow of her orgasm. She turned to face

me and said...
"Honey, is something on your mind today? Can't you tell me?"
"No, it's just that I haven't seen you for a while, and I really miss you. Just now, it felt like you didn't

dislike me, and I was also a bit excited today. Honey, are you angry?" Looking at Meng'er's eyes,

still flushed, and her face with a languid expression, I suddenly felt like I might have been overthinking

things today.
"That's good. You were so passionate today! I knew it! It's not good for us to be together every day. This

is so much more exciting. I think it's pretty good." Meng'er said playfully.
"If you like it, I'll be even more unrestrained next time. Aren't you afraid of spoiling me?"
"As long as you like it, honey, that's fine. Maybe the more unrestrained you are, the more I'll like it."
"Hehe, you said it yourself. Next time, I'll really mess with you."
"Tch, you're just bragging. Do you have that ability? If you do, come at me now. Besides, even if you really had that ability,

would you be willing to do it?" Meng'er had me completely under her thumb.
"My dear wife, I'm sorry, okay? The food's all dried up, go wash up and go to bed."
"Good that you know you're wrong. Humph, then go to sleep. I won't wash up, let them stay in there a little longer. I still want to have

a baby for you."
"Alright then." I got up and turned off all the lights, then went back to bed, hugged Meng'er, and closed my eyes,

recalling the day's events.
Meng'er and I have never used contraception in the years we've been together, but I've never gotten pregnant. I've asked

Meng'er if she should go to the hospital for a checkup, but she said that in

her family, it's the same for both men and women; it's very difficult to conceive. Otherwise, she wouldn't be the only girl left in her family in this generation. So I

stopped saying anything and just let nature take its course.
Meng'er's family seems quite mysterious to me sometimes, their eyes change color with every emotional fluctuation. Especially

when I went with Meng'er to meet her parents, their luxurious, ancient manor was like a medieval castle,

exuding an air of ancient luxury. Meng'er's parents were in their forties, and like Meng'er,

they possessed an aristocratic air, which wasn't surprising, as they were descendants of nobles. What was unusual was their extraordinary youth and

exceptionally good health, several times stronger than the average person. I am a martial artist, and my ancestor Zhao Yun and his descendants left behind

many classic texts. Although most of them are incomplete or lost over time, I still managed to find some clues and

had some conjectures. Later, I thought, in this vast world, there are probably countless secrets unknown to the world, and I may even have some secrets

myself , so why bother exploring further? If Meng'er wanted to know, I would find out sooner or later anyway, so I stopped there

.
The last image in my mind froze on the scene of Meng'er and Xiao Jun entangled. I secretly resolved to find a way

to get to the bottom of this, hoping I was just making trouble for myself, and then I drifted 　　off to sleep .
********** ... Maybe I was too tired yesterday. I don't even know what time I was thinking last night. I still have a slight headache . When Meng'er woke up this morning, I didn't want to get up either, and then I slept until almost ten o'clock. 　　I sat down to eat breakfast while reading the note Meng'er left.

"Honey, I need to personally meet with a client at the company. Breakfast is ready; figure out lunch

yourself ."
I was slightly lost in thought, staring at the neat handwriting, when my phone's ringing brought me back to reality.
"Xiao Tian, are you up? There's been a problem with that project we discussed in W City last time. Come to the company

." My boss's voice came through.
"Okay, I'm coming now." I quickly ate a few bites, put on my clothes, and left.
When I arrived at the company, I saw General Manager Gao standing at the entrance. My heart sank; I sensed this situation

was probably quite troublesome. I hurried over.
"You're here. Let's go in and talk."
"What's wrong? Is it a big problem?" I asked as we entered General Manager Gao's office.
"It's not certain yet, but I might need you to make a trip," General Manager Gao said apologetically.
"Hmm? Tell me the gist of the situation."
"It's that project we just discussed in W City. They wanted to pay a high price for the joint development rights, right?
We were supposed to receive payment today, not from the contract. But they just called to say the data hard drive

and samples were stolen."
"The samples and data of the surveillance equipment and new motherboard that our company just developed?" A thought

flashed through my , and I suddenly realized how to verify if Meng'er and Xiao Jun were telling the truth.
Our company just developed a surveillance device and motherboard—I can call it a surveillance device, of course. It

uses a new type of nanomaterial as the main material. The advantage is that it reduces the size of the surveillance device to the size of a button,

but the cost is still very high. It's still in the improvement stage; the company has only produced a small number of samples to test the effects.
My last business trip was to discuss the joint development rights for this project with a company in W City. The contract was reached,

but they needed to pay a considerable amount for technical support and joint development. After the agreement was reached, we kept the samples

and the data hard drive; the password for the data hard drive will be given to them upon payment."
"Hmm, it's difficult for them to crack our hard drive password, but we still have to

deal with it since it happened," the boss said in a deep voice.
"Well, either they really lost it, or they're trying to hack our technology. When should I go

check it out ?"
"By the way, can I borrow one of those surveillance cameras?" I added.
"Hmm? What do you need that for? Just go get it from the vault yourself, I know.

I think you should go to W City today, it's just that I just got back and now I'm sending you out again, so I can't accompany you to get your beautiful wife

." The boss said, his tone apologetic.
"It's okay, I'm just feeling down and want to get away for a while."
"Why are you feeling down? Did you have a fight?" the boss asked with a smile.
"Not really. Hehe, I'm going to get ready to leave, wait for my good news."
"Okay, just don't take it out on anyone, I'll take you somewhere fun when I get back."
I went to the company, took out a new surveillance camera to my car, and headed home. I wanted to take this opportunity to go away

for a few days and install this new surveillance equipment at home. Everything should be clear when I get back.
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