Mandarin ducks playing in the water

Ye Hua was chatting with Robert when her phone suddenly rang. She picked it up and saw it was Wu Dou calling. She put down her earpiece, her heart pounding. What would she say if Wu Dou asked why her phone was off? She pondered this in her mind. She calmed her racing heart and answered the phone.
"Ye Hua, why did it take you so long to turn your phone on? What have you been doing?" Wu
Dou bombarded her with questions as soon as the call connected.
"Nothing, what's up?" Ye Hua
tried to sound calm. "I overslept this morning and forgot to turn my phone on."
"Ye Hua, do you know where I am right now?"
Wu Dou asked mysteriously.
"Where?"
Ye Hua asked.
"Right in front of you,"
Wu Dou said. "Right in front of me? Where? You're kidding me,"
Ye Hua said.
"I'm with Mr. Smith and Miss Jenny,"
Wu Dou said, "at the Westbridge Bar. Hurry up and come over."
"Are you in Duolunduo?"
Ye Hua asked, feigning surprise, though she already knew Wu Dou was there. It was Smith who told her. Luckily, it was Smith who called as her first call after turning on her phone; otherwise, it would have been troublesome, as she was in Italy at the time. Even if Wu Dou asked her to come, she couldn't fly over. Thinking about this, she broke out in a cold sweat. "Why didn't you tell me you were coming?"
"I wanted to surprise you,"
Wu Dou said.
"Okay, I'll be there soon. I'll show you my new villa in a bit,"
Ye Hua said.
"Okay,"
Wu Dou said.
Hanging up the phone, Ye Hua breathed a long sigh of relief. It seemed Wu Dou didn't know about Ye Hua and David; she was being paranoid. Ye Hua prepared to leave, noticing that Robert on the computer screen was still staring intently at her. Ye Hua went to the computer desk, picked up her headset, put it on, and said, "Robert, I have something to do outside. Can we talk another day?"
"Okay,"
Robert said. "Go ahead and get busy. Can I come to your company tomorrow?"
"Okay."
Ye Hua said, then turned off the video call and drove towards Westbridge Bar. The night was dark, and the lights of Toronto, this bustling metropolis, shone like a galaxy. Ye Hua drove along the highway, the colorful lights outside the car window occasionally flooding into the car, illuminating the interior. Ye Hua arrived at Westbridge Bar with great pleasure. As soon as she entered, she saw Wu Dou. Although the bar was dimly lit, she still saw them. They were at a table, chatting and laughing.
Ye Hua gracefully walked towards them.
"Ye Hua's here, please have a seat."
The first to notice Ye Hua was Zhen Ni, who hurriedly offered her a seat.
"You're welcome, everyone."
Ye Hua smiled slightly. "Manager Wu, why didn't you call me before you came?"
Ye Hua asked Wu Dou with a slightly teasing tone, her words carrying a hint of coquetry, which made Wu Dou feel very comfortable.
“I was in a bit of a rush to get here,”
Wu Dou chuckled, then asked, “What would you like to drink?”
“Anything is fine,”
Ye Hua replied. “Did President Smith and Miss Jenny accompany Mr. Wu?”
“Of course,”
Smith said with a smile. “Mr. Wu is my friend and our partner. How could I possibly be absent?”
“Yes,”
Miss Jenny added. “Are you going to great lengths to keep him company?”
“I didn’t expect Miss Jenny to speak such fluent Chinese,”
Wu Dou said, raising his glass. He clinked glasses with everyone, stopping at Ye Hua. He said, “Manager Ye Hua is a newcomer. There’s an old Chinese saying, ‘The latecomer surpasses the early.’ Ye Hua, drink more. Women only go crazy when they drink a lot. I like women going crazy.”
Wu Dou bluntly stated his intentions, making Ye Hua blush.
“Manager Wu is so experienced,”
Jenny teased. “So knowledgeable about women. Does that mean Manager Wu really likes women who can drink?”
“Don’t listen to his nonsense,”
Ye Hua rolled her eyes at Wu Dou. "You've got a foul mouth, I don't know what to say."
"Manager Wu was just joking, everyone, don't take it to heart."
Smith said, trying to smooth things over; he noticed Ye Hua's embarrassment. This stalemate wasn't good for anyone.
"That's right,"
Wu Dou patted Ye Hua on the shoulder. "Just kidding, are you angry?"
"Go away."
Ye Hua shrugged.
"Okay. Stop it."
Zhen Ni said. "Let's end the joke here. Ye Hua, you drink. We've all had quite a bit."
"Okay, let's stop here."
Wu Dou gave Zhen Ni a way out. "Ye Hua, are you done drinking? If you are, we'll leave. We've all had quite a bit, right?"
"Yeah,"
Smith stood up and looked at Ye Hua. Ye Hua also stood up, and Smith went to the bar to pay the bill.
Hua Juan had originally planned to borrow money from Tao Ming. But after Peng Chuanwei molested her, she gave up the idea. She thought, why should she help this lecherous man raise money for buying a mine?
Just then, Hua Juan received a call from Tao Ming; he wanted to pick her up for dinner. Hua Juan hesitated for a moment, but finally agreed to go with him.
After Tao Ming and Hua Juan sat down at the restaurant, a waiter came over, handed them the menu, and said, "Sir, Madam, please order."
"Hua Juan, you order,"
Tao Ming said, taking out a cigarette and looking at Hua Juan.
After the waiter left, Tao Ming asked, "Hua Juan, how have you been lately?"
"Not bad. Not as successful as you, but I'm doing alright,"
Hua Juan said somewhat sarcastically. Actually, Hua Juan had been very unhappy lately, with many things weighing on her mind. But she could only keep these things buried in her heart and couldn't tell anyone.
"What's so successful about me? I just own a company,"
Tao Ming said modestly. "It's doing a little better now. Unlike you, who's got a golden rice bowl."
"What do you call a golden rice bowl?"
Hua Juan said self-deprecatingly. "Unlike you, so rich and powerful. I understand now, these days, without money, you can't do anything." "
That's how the consumer era is,"
Tao Ming said. "I heard your company wants to buy a coal mine?"
"Who told you that?"
Hua Juan wondered where Tao Ming had gotten this information. She was surprised. Who had leaked this secret to him? Hua Juan was completely puzzled.
"Never mind who told you, whether this happened or not?"
Tao Ming looked at Hua Juan smugly.
“We live in a commodity society now; information is wealth. As an entrepreneur, how can you effectively navigate the business world if you don't have access to all kinds of economic information in this city?”
Tao Ming launched into a long-winded speech.
“I can't answer that question right now,”
Hua Juan said, now understanding that Tao Ming had invited her here to probe her secrets. Hua Juan despised this underhanded behavior. “That's a trade secret.”
“Hua Juan, you're becoming more and more mature.”
Tao Ming raised his glass and clinked it against Hua Juan's half-full glass of red wine. “Come on, Hua Juan, let's have a drink,”
Hua Juan said, raising her red glass and looking at the wine under the light. “This wine is really dark.”
“Not only is the wine dark. Your color is dark too,”
Tao Ming said.
“My color?”
Hua Juan asked, puzzled.
“You've always liked red,”
Tao Ming said, taking a sip of his wine. “Look at you, almost your entire body is red except for your white skin, burning like fire.”
“I just love red. Red symbolizes passion,”
Hua Juan said proudly. “What color do you like?”
“I also like red, otherwise, would I admire you so much?”
Tao Ming said with emotion. “Hua Juan, do you remember the first time I saw you on the street?” Hua Juan
recalled that morning several years ago, it seemed like just yesterday. Time really flies, several years have passed in the blink of an eye. That day, because of Peng Chuanwei’s harassment, Hua Juan didn’t go to work, but chose to go shopping instead. Over the years, she still hasn’t escaped Peng Chuanwei’s sexual harassment. Thinking of this, Hua Juan couldn’t help but sigh deeply.
“Is it unbearable to recall the past?”
Tao Ming asked.
“Yes, time really flies,”
Hua Juan said. “It seems like it just happened, several years have passed in a flash. The scene of that day is still vivid in my mind. It seems like it happened yesterday.”
“Yes, memories are beautiful. But they require the sedimentation of time,”
Tao Ming said profoundly.
“Tao Ming, you’re back to who you used to be.”
Hua Juan took a small sip of wine, leaving her bright red lipstick mark on the glass. It was striking, strikingly beautiful.
“Hua Juan, you have such class,”
Tao Ming said. “You’re a woman of great taste. Although we went from meeting to living together, and finally separating, you’ve always held the highest place in my heart. I cherish those days we spent together, and if I could do it all over again, I would cherish them all the more.”
“People often don’t cherish what they get easily,”
Hua Juan said, holding her glass and looking at the red wine in it. “It’s too late to cherish what you’ve lost.”
“Are you saying that to me?”
Tao Ming was incredibly astute.
“You figure it out yourself…”
Hua Juan retorted casually. “Only through trials and tribulations can one grow mature.”
“Hua Juan, actually, it’s not like we have any particular reason,”
Tao Ming said, smoking, the smoke swirling in the dining room. “It’s because I wasn’t home much back then. I was busy, you know, setting up a new company, handling everything inside and out. How could I possibly have time for you?”
Tao Ming boldly placed his hand on Hua Juan’s bare, white shoulder beneath her crop top. Hua Juan twisted away, and Tao Ming’s hand slid off her shoulder.
“Don’t explain this to me,”
Hua Juan said. “I didn’t come out to dinner with you today so you could explain anything to me. Don’t misunderstand, sometimes it’s about fate. When fate runs its course, you naturally part ways.”
“Are you still hung up on that Li Qing?”
Tao Ming asked.
“Don’t talk to me about her,”
Hua Juan’s cheeks flushed from the alcohol, making her look alluring and charming. “Is there any point in talking about her?”
“Hua Juan, there’s really nothing between us.”
Tao Ming hypocritically conveyed his intentions to Hua Juan. “She’s just one of my managers; our relationship is purely business.”
“And physical intimacy?”
Hua Juan said sarcastically. "This is also for business needs."
"Hua Juan. You..."
Tao Ming was speechless, choked by Hua Juan's words.
"How about it, Tao Ming, don't be fooled by your success outside. If you really had a discussion with me, you might not be my match."
Hua Juan looked at him with her beautiful almond-shaped eyes. "This is called persuading with reason."
"Hua Juan, you still doubt me and Li Qing, don't you?"
Tao Ming asked with surprised eyes.
"Your affairs are none of my business. I don't care about such things,"
Hua Juan said aggressively. "What's done is done, let it go. There's no point in dwelling on the past."
Tao Ming blushed deeply after being choked by Hua Juan and fell silent. The meal became tasteless. The meeting ended unhappily.
Ye Hua led Wu Dou to her newly purchased villa in Canada.
After entering the house, Wu Dou toured and inspected all the rooms and facilities. Wu Dou was quite satisfied, especially interested in the bathtub.
The bathtub was on one side of the bathroom, with white porcelain inlay on the floor and walls. It was spotless and bright, with both hot and cold water pipes in the bathroom, and a 24-hour water supply. This was a wealthy neighborhood in Canada. The environment was beautiful, with flowers everywhere.
Wu Dou turned on the faucet in the bathroom and started filling the bathtub with water. He added both hot and cold water at the same time. Then, in front of Ye Hua,
he stripped naked. Wu Dou, aroused by Zhen Ni, embraced Ye Hua naked, smelling her fragrance through her skirt, which excited him even more.
"Why aren't you shy?"
Ye Hua twisted her body, trying to get rid of him. "Nothing, it's not like it's your first time with me, don't pretend to be innocent. I'm familiar with that part of your body. Come on, let's take a bath together."
"Can't you be a little more subtle? Why are you being so blatant?"
Ye Hua said. "That's what I hate most about you, your bluntness."
"Really? I call it being honest, I say what I think, no beating around the bush,"
Wu Dou reached out and started to pull off Ye Hua's clothes. His naked skin rubbed against Ye Hua's dress, and he felt the wonderful sensation of skin against flesh, which made Wu Dou very happy. He rubbed his erect penis against Ye Hua's buttocks, bringing him pleasurable pleasure.
"You're so clingy."
Ye Hua twisted her body, though she wasn't used to Wu Dou's teasing, she couldn't refuse him. Everything she had was given to her by Wu Dou, including this villa; she could only tolerate him.
Wu Dou grabbed Ye Hua's ample breasts and began to knead them. "Canada is great, even better to be with a woman here. After I retire, we'll spend our old age here."
"Really?"
Ye Hua twisted her body, acting coquettishly. "That's not necessarily true. You have so many women. Who knows which woman you'll be spending your time with? I'm not that lucky."
"Ye Hua, are you still doubting my sincerity?"
Wu Dou stopped gripping Ye Hua's breasts and asked seriously.
"Okay, let's not talk about this anymore,"
Ye Hua said, afraid of upsetting Wu Dou. Hua Feng changed the subject. "That's all for later. Let's focus on the present and take it one day at a time. Thinking about something so far in the future is exhausting."
Ye Hua was almost naked, her clothes torn to shreds by the fight, like leaves on a primitive tribe's clothes, vaguely revealing her body's secrets. This made Ye Hua even more sexy. Sometimes people crave the opposite sex's body being stripped of its clothes, but when someone is completely naked, it feels rather bland. Even if a woman is very alluring, without the embellishment of clothing, she will lose some of her charm.
Ye Hua's red dress was mostly exposed to Wu Dou, who stared intently at the vibrant flesh, becoming even more aroused.
"Ye Hua, do you know? You look even more beautiful in this position,"
Wu Dou said excitedly. "I prefer you half-naked like this."
"You're just being silly,"
Ye Hua chuckled. Wu Dou grabbed her around the waist. Ignoring her dress, he threw Ye Hua into the bathtub.
Ye Hua let out a scream and floated into the bathtub. "You scoundrel! My clothes! This dress is brand new, it cost tens of thousands! You bastard!"
"I'll buy you a new one. It's just money, nothing to me."
Wu Dou tried to pull at Ye Hua's wet dress. The dress floated in the bathtub like seaweed, only it was red instead of green. Ye Hua's snow-white skin was exposed by the flowing red dress, revealing a sensual and alluring beauty. Wu Dou tried to pry the dress off Ye Hua's body. Sometimes clothes are strange; they are afraid of water, but it's really not easy to take them off in the water because the water has soaked them and made them cling even more tightly to her body. Wu Dou
frantically pulled at Ye Hua's dress, but the more anxious he was, the less he could pull it off. Ye Hua's dress seemed to be attached to her body, and it was very difficult for Wu Dou to take it off. Wu Dou was panting heavily.
"Look at you, getting old. You're already panting like a bull before we've even started,"
Ye Hua said sarcastically to Wu Dou. "Old men are all like that."
"I'm not old," Wu
Dou retorted. "You're the one who's up to me while you're dressed."
"How can you blame me for that?"
Ye Hua said. "You're the one who got me into the water."
Ye Hua thought of David; even after two hours of doing it, David wouldn't dare to utter a sound. That's the difference between an old man and a young man.
Wu Dou didn't just talk the talk; he walked the walk. He thrust his erect penis into Ye Hua's skirt. Although Ye Hua was still wearing her skirt, preventing Wu Dou from penetrating, the fabric of her skirt gently rubbed against his penis, making him even more aroused. Wu Dou got Ye Hua into the bathtub. He was so impulsive that he didn't care whether Ye Hua was still dressed or not. The water in the bathtub quickly soaked Ye Hua's clothes, which clung uncomfortably to her body.
Wu Dou impatiently tried to pull off her clothes, but since they were wet, they were difficult to remove. So Wu Dou simply stopped trying and instead raised his erection, rubbing it against Ye Hua's buttocks. Although the dress prevented direct contact with her skin, Wu Dou still felt pleasure. He closed his eyes, enjoying this unusual desire. Tao
Ming and Hua Juan had a very unpleasant meal. Although they didn't say anything, they were both unhappy.
"Hua Juan, where are you staying now? I'll take you home."
Tao Ming and Hua Juan walked to the hotel parking lot.
Hua Juan stood on the midnight street, her face illuminated by neon lights. "I don't need you to take me. You go ahead, I'll take a taxi home, it's very convenient."
"Come on,"
Tao Ming opened the car door. "Don't be so polite, really."
Hua Juan sighed, feeling that if she persisted, things would get out of hand. So she got into the car.
Despite having a comparative advantage, Peng Chuanwei was frustrated that Hua Juan had managed to escape. He had had many opportunities to seduce her that day, but he wanted to savor her, and failed to act quickly enough, resulting in a wasted effort. He was extremely annoyed.
Since Pang Ying's death and the appointment of Hua Juan, the company's operations hadn't improved, which was another worry for Peng Chuanwei. Hua Juan still hadn't secured the loan for the coal mine, and Peng Chuanwei couldn't sit still any longer. If things dragged on like this, all his previous efforts would be in vain.
When Peng Chuanwei arrived at Hua Juan's office, she was online, which displeased him further. "Hua Juan, how's the bank loan going?"
Hua Juan glanced up at this seemingly sinister man, feeling disgusted, but still managed a fake smile.
"Things are difficult right now,"
Hua Juan said, standing up from her computer desk and sitting down at the boss's desk. "The bank won't lend such a large sum."
"Can't you find a solution?"
Peng Chuanwei sat down on the sofa without waiting for Hua Juan to offer him a seat. "What kind of manager are you? You can't even handle this simple matter."
"What solution? Use the same method you used on me that day.
" Hua Juan retorted, giving him a disdainful look. "I can't use that method, because I'm not that despicable."
"You... how can you talk to me like that?"
Peng Chuanwei was furious, never expecting Hua Juan to speak to him like that. "Do you want to quit?"
"Whatever."
Hua Juan remembered Peng Chuanwei's sexual harassment that day, and her blood boiled. She said angrily, "A despicable person like you is the chairman. Working under you is good enough."
Peng Chuanwei was stunned by Hua Juan's anger. He never expected that the usually docile Hua Juan could lose her temper. And when she did, it was uncontrollable.
Peng Chuanwei was speechless. He sat blankly on the sofa, staring at the agitated Hua Juan. He wanted to wait for her to calm down; after all, he had done something inappropriate to her, and she needed to vent her anger. Peng Chuanwei thought.
"Tell me what you did to me!"
Hua Juan persisted. Her face was flushed with emotion, making her incredibly beautiful. Peng Chuanwei noticed a unique charm in this beautiful woman when she was angry, a charm that made him unable to say anything more to her.
"Hua Juan, you are even more beautiful when you are angry,"
Peng Chuanwei leaned back on the sofa, took out a cigarette, pulled one from the pack, and took out a lighter, just about to light it.
"Smoking isn't allowed in my office,"
Hua Juan said bluntly. She glared at Peng Chuanwei at the same time, "Go smoke in your office if you want."
"Hua Juan, what's wrong with you today? Why are you so angry?"
Peng Chuanwei froze, cigarette in hand, looking extremely embarrassed. He hadn't expected Hua Juan to be so ruthless.
"Nothing, just too much pressure in life. I need to vent,"
Hua Juan said, realizing she had gone a bit too far. She tried to smooth things over. After all, Peng Chuanwei was her boss. This stalemate wasn't good for anyone.
"That's true,"
Peng Chuanwei said, not wanting to escalate the situation further, because he had indeed gone too far with Hua Juan. So he didn't want to provoke her anymore. He tried to soften his tone. “We were both in a bad mood just now, and we both lost control. Let’s not talk about work today. I’m leaving, we can talk another day.”
“Okay.”
Hua Juan regained her composure. She thought that continuing this stalemate with Peng Chuanwei wouldn’t do her any good, so she said, “You can go back now. I’m not kicking you out, but I’m in a bad mood today. Let me calm down for a while.”
Peng Chuanwei walked out of Hua Juan’s office sullenly.
Tao Ming returned home feeling very depressed. He had wanted to ease the tension with Hua Juan, but he hadn’t expected her to be so stubborn. Actually, he knew that Hua Juan’s company wanted to buy a coal mine, and this bank loan wasn’t something Hua Juan could easily obtain. Moreover, Hua Juan was the company manager, so this task would definitely fall to her, and Tao Ming had a sum of money on hand—enough for Hua Juan’s company to buy the coal mine. He wanted to use this opportunity to extend an olive branch to Hua Juan. But he was met with a cold shoulder, which made him very angry.
Tao Ming picked up the phone, wanting to call Li Qing, but he looked up at the clock on the wall; it was already 2 a.m., too late. Perhaps Li Qing was still asleep.
Reluctantly, Tao Ming put down the phone. Still depressed, he paced back and forth in the room, unsure what to do. Suddenly, he thought of going out and finding a prostitute to vent his frustrations, because if he continued like this, he'd get sick. But then he remembered his past sexually transmitted disease, the agonizing experience. Thinking of this, he resisted the urge. Since contracting the disease, he hadn't visited a prostitute for a long time.
Tao Ming went downstairs anyway, wanting some fresh air; this was just too depressing.
The city had no night; although it was late, the city lights were still bright. Tao Ming didn't go to the garage to get his car, but instead walked along the street. The streets were less noisy than during the day, but still bustling with people.
"Brother, are you lonely?"
A sexy, flamboyant woman approached him, a cigarette dangling from her lips. The scarlet lips were even more striking under the streetlight, and Tao Ming froze. He stared intently at this unfamiliar woman. The woman exuded a strong, pungent perfume, forcing Tao Ming to take her seriously.
She was dressed provocatively, revealing almost every part of her body. Her shoulders were like snow, radiating a captivating allure.
She wore a very short red skirt, her full thighs shimmering warmly in the midnight street. The short skirt clung tightly to her perfectly rounded buttocks, making one's heart race. His breathing quickened; this woman was practically the embodiment of a seductress.
"How old are you?"
Tao Ming asked.
"How rude! A woman's age is a secret. Don't you even know this basic common sense?"
The woman chuckled, a warm and alluring laugh.
"Is that so? I don't really know that much,"
Tao Ming said, standing under the streetlight, gazing at the woman. "What's your solution to loneliness?"
the woman asked, leaning against the streetlight with an ambiguous smile. “I have a family secret recipe, a cure for loneliness.”
“I didn’t realize you were a quack doctor.”
Tao Ming moved forward slightly. “What’s the price?”
The woman held up five scarlet fingers. Her long nails were painted red. “Market price.”
“Who decided this street?”
Tao Ming joked with the woman. Actually, he didn’t want to date a woman like her, but she was lonely, and he wanted to joke with her to relieve his own boredom.
“This is the exchange rate.”
The woman smiled charmingly and said humorously. “In line with the world. The price is the same.”
After saying that, the woman took a drag on her cigarette, the smoke flickering with a red flame that illuminated her cheek. Then she exhaled the smoke onto Tao Ming’s face.
Tao Ming enjoyed the woman’s alluring coquettishness. He stepped forward and put his arm around the woman’s waist. Her waist was very soft, and her fragrance wafted towards him.
The woman hooked her arms around Tao Ming’s neck, her large, sparkling eyes illuminating him like a beacon in the darkness. The woman spoke softly. "Sir, you have no objections to the price, right?"
"You're very good at business."
Tao Ming wrapped his arms around the woman's waist, pressing her full breasts against his chest. He felt their softness and elasticity. Very alluring.
"Really?"
The woman hooked her arms around Tao Ming's body, suddenly freeing her petite frame, her snow-white thighs wrapped around his waist. "I'm very good at this, I guarantee you'll be ecstatic,"
Tao Ming quickly reached out and cupped the woman's buttocks. Her buttocks were very soft, softening Tao Ming's heart. He wanted to caress them. But the woman got off him again.
This made Tao Ming thoughtful, looking at the woman with great disappointment. The woman's charming face was so vibrant and radiant under the light.
"What are you doing there?"
Tao Ming asked the woman directly, looking at her anxiously, afraid of upsetting her.
"Getting impatient?"
The woman smiled, revealing her snow-white teeth. "You won't renege on the deal?"
"Of course not." Tao Ming
smiled. "Do I look like someone who would default on a debt?"
the woman asked, scrutinizing Tao Ming. "You don't look like one, judging by your expensive clothes. But you have to be careful. Could you pay half the payment first?"
"Don't you trust me?"
Tao Ming asked, surprised.
"In a consumer society, everything is about money. Only money can measure the value of a commodity. So I don't trust anyone, I only trust money. Only money is the bottom line,"
the woman said with a smile.
"You've disappointed me greatly,"
Tao Ming said. "My good feelings towards you have been shattered by you, and I can never get them back. You can leave now."
"What's wrong with you?"
the woman asked, surprised. "I didn't say anything. How can a grown man like you argue with a little woman like me? Really, you have no gentlemanly manners at all."
"If all you care about is money, then forget it,"
Tao Ming said, somewhat agitated.
Tao Ming's actions baffled the woman. She murmured, "What's wrong with asking for money? Can't I take money? My services are chargeable."
The woman looked at Tao Ming blankly, wondering what she had done to offend him.
Tao Ming suddenly remembered—the woman was a prostitute. What else would she take if not money? Thinking this, Tao Ming felt relieved. Could he really fall in love with a prostitute? He realized how absurd his actions had been. Tao Ming
took out some money from his pocket and tossed it to the woman, saying, "Take this and go."
The woman took the money, staring blankly at Tao Ming. "Why aren't you leaving? Come on!"
Tao Ming shouted. Luckily, it was late at night and few people passed by, otherwise they would have been surrounded.
"I don't want your money. I didn't provide you with any services. I can't take this money,"
the woman said, stuffing the money back into Tao Ming's hands. "We business people are very trustworthy."
Tao Ming was stunned by the woman's actions. He stared at her, her large, bright eyes sparkling in the darkness. Like a flame, it ignited Tao Ming's heart.
In that instant, Tao Ming no longer felt disgust for the woman, but rather awe. No woman who did this kind of work didn't love money, yet this woman treated money so lightly, even throwing it back at him.
Prostitutes with such courage were rare. Tao Ming looked at this woman anew.
"Don't think you can be arrogant and disdainful just because you have some money. I'm not buying it. When I was making big money, you weren't even begging for food,"
the woman sighed. "Ah, things are different now,"
Tao Ming sensed the underlying meaning in her words and asked, "So, you used to be in business?"
"Of course, my business was huge back then."
The woman's eyes lit up, sparkling with excitement. "I was cheated, cheated by you men! Love? To hell with it! None of you men are good! I know it all from experience. Anyway, why am I telling you this?"
"It's okay to talk about it, it'll help you vent,"
Tao Ming encouraged.
"It's pointless, better not to talk about it. The past is
too painful to recall," the woman said wearily. "Talking about the past is pointless. What you did in the past doesn't matter; let's think about survival today."
Tao Ming saw that the woman didn't want to talk about her misfortunes. Pressing her to continue would be unreasonable. However, he saw this woman in a new light. Her image suddenly became much more impressive; she was no longer a streetwalker, but a businesswoman, a very successful businesswoman.
"Alright, I'm leaving."
The woman swayed her hips as she walked towards the garden. Her high heels clicked crisply on the pavement, a sound that seemed to strike Tao Ming's heart. His breathing quickened. He watched as the woman's alluring figure disappeared from his sight and then chased after her.
Tao Ming stared at the woman's swaying hips and her snow-white thighs. A sudden surge of desire welled up within him. He stared intently at the sexy woman ahead. A sudden surge of lust rose within him.
The woman turned and saw Tao Ming, saying disdainfully... "Why are you following me? Aren't you going to do business with me?"
The woman didn't stop; she continued walking, her high, rounded buttocks protruding from her short skirt, incredibly alluring and seductive.
A faint fragrance wafted towards Tao Ming. Tao Ming's heart stirred. He said, "I want to do business with you."
The woman stopped, the beautiful sound of her high heels abruptly ceasing as she halted. The woman stared blankly at Tao Ming and said, "Are you doing this out of pity?"
"No,"
Tao Ming quickly said, afraid his words would hurt the woman again, "It's a physiological need."
"Vulgar,"
the woman smiled sarcastically. "How could someone as noble as you do such a thing? You must have a beautiful female secretary in your office, right?"
"Yes,"
Tao Ming said. "Having one, what does that have to do with having a secretary?"
"Haven't you heard the popular saying online?"
The woman smiled sweetly, revealing her beautiful white teeth. "When there's work to be done, the secretary does it; when there's nothing to do, you
sleep with the secretary?" The woman finished speaking and burst into laughter. Tao Ming laughed along, then said, "I wouldn't dare sleep with my secretary. I'd be lucky if I didn't sleep with her."
"Really? Your secretary is so flirtatious?"
The woman smiled suggestively.
Tao Ming realized he'd let something slip and quickly said, "Sorry, I misspoke. How could I be slept with by a female secretary?"
The more Tao Ming explained, the more confused he became; he didn't even understand what he'd said. He stared blankly at the woman.
"Don't explain anymore, that's how it is,"
the woman said with a charming smile. "You're always surrounded by such a beautiful female secretary, why are you coming to me? You don't look like a stud at all,"
Tao Ming said, looking at the alluring woman. "Can you tell a 'macho man'? Do you even know what a 'macho man' looks like?"
"Of course I know, you're definitely not one."
The woman's lips curled upwards in a mocking smile. "No 'macho man' has your kind of air about him. You have the air of a scholar; how can you compare to a 'macho man'?"
Tao Ming stepped forward and grabbed the woman, pinching her exposed breast hard. The woman let out an exaggerated scream, saying, "Be gentle, okay? Doesn't it hurt?"
"Let's find a place,"
Tao Ming said, still kneading the woman's breast.
"Right here,"
the woman said.
Tao Ming looked around; they were outside the park fence. He asked in surprise, "What do we do here?"
The woman lifted her skirt in front of Tao Ming, exposing her snow-white buttocks. The woman wasn't wearing underwear, which shocked Tao Ming even more.

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