【Pleasure Without Love】(Volume 1) 【Author: Zhunni Jiaqi】

Author: Zhunni Jiaqi
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Volume 1 Chapter 1 A Natural Beauty The

dim lighting further accentuated the decadence and debauchery under the night sky. The

dim light was inherently ambiguous, and in such an atmosphere, it

was impossible not to get drunk. Alcohol, by its very nature, would make you dizzy, yet you were irresistibly drawn to it.

The woman, alluring and seductive, sat in various provocative poses, her low-cut silk dress revealing two snow-white breasts,
almost spilling out, a proud 34E.

The man's hand slid under the woman's dress, rubbing the edge of her panties, slowly probing inside, caressing
the secret garden between her legs. The man's head was buried against the woman's chest, licking and kissing her snow-white breasts.
His other hand slipped inside, caressing her lace bra.

The woman let out a soft moan, and the man could no longer resist the temptation. He used both hands, one finger entering her
vagina, instantly being sucked in, a surge of pleasure rising within him. His other hand successfully breached the bra's defenses,
tightly gripping her full, round breast.

The man's heavy breathing betrayed his state. His fingers moved rapidly in and out of the woman's garden;
his erect desire had swelled, reaching its peak. He rubbed his fingers against the woman's genitals,
wanting to ravage her, to pierce her with his erection, to make her submit to him.

All her clothes were an obstacle; he wanted to strip her naked. His belt was his greatest frustration; he wanted to expose
his erection and release it within her.

The woman sensed his unusual behavior and giggled, alluring and seductive, making him
want to enter her and cherish her even more.

As if punishing her for her inattentiveness, the man opened his mouth and captured her lips, sucking them forcefully.
His large hands squeezed her proud breasts forcefully.

The woman groaned, pushing away the man who desperately wanted to pin her down; clearly,
this only fueled his desire.

She laughed, hooking her arms around his neck and returning his kiss forcefully.

The man growled, wishing he could devour her completely.

The woman's laughter subsided, and she said in a low voice, "Mr. Tang, I'm not yours tonight. If you want more,
come find me tomorrow." Her fingers slowly traced his lips.

In the brightly lit, bustling palace, amidst music, women's laughter, and the sounds of drinking games,
the woman's voice held absolute power.

The lighting was dim, and they were in a corner, which emboldened the man to
make advances on her in public. The woman didn't resist, smiling as she watched the man on top of her.

The man's desire reached its peak, but he couldn't have her; he was consumed by lust, his
eyes bloodshot with rage. But he couldn't force himself on this woman, he was furious.

He knew the rules, so he could only get off her and watch her straighten her
clothes. She remained quiet, slightly frowning, pushing herself away, and said with a slightly coquettish smile,
"Mr. Tang, could you help me unhook my bra?"

The man smiled. She turned her back, gathered her long hair, revealing half of her snow-white back. The man
reached inside, but didn't fasten her bra. He went around to the front and clasped her breasts,
gently pinching the two red nipples.

"Mmm..." the woman moaned. The

man swallowed. "Can't you stay with me today?"

The woman smiled. "Mr. Tang, you should know."

The man smiled and fastened her bra.

"Thank you."

The woman stood up, waved to the man, and slowly walked towards another man.

That man had been watching for a long time, his face calm, as if he was used to it.
Seeing the woman approach, he opened his arms. Her full breasts pressed against his chest. She hugged his
waist, and he lowered his head to kiss her lips. "Can we go now?"

The woman smiled, pressing her soft, boneless body against him and nodding.

The man, with her in his arms, took a few steps, then stopped and smiled at the man sitting on the sofa:
"Mr. Tang, next time you want to do this, remember to go to a hotel. It's better to be more careful in public places."

The woman laughed and playfully punched his chest. The man's hand slipped inside her bra,
caressing , and then he walked away.

Everyone seemed used to it, finding it unsurprising.

"Sister Xiao Xiao, they...they're so open!"

Hai Yi Xiao glanced at the new waitress and laughed, "Xi Lei, don't be so
surprised ."

The girl stuck out her tongue. "Sister Xiao Xiao, who was that woman just now? She's so beautiful!"

Hai Yi Xiao took a drag of her cigarette, the smoke swirling around her. "You mean her? You don't even know her? Remember this,
you can't mess with that woman. She's the pillar of the Epang Palace, her name is Xiang Wan. The one on the sofa is Mr. Tang,
a famous builder in K City. The man who walked with Xiang Wan is called Yang Rui, the apparent boss here,
but the real boss behind Yang Rui, you must keep your distance!"

The girl nodded vigorously. "Sister Xiao Xiao, her stage name is so nice."

"Stage name? Who told you Xiang Wan is her stage name?"

The girl asked in surprise. "Don't all the ladies here use stage names?"

Hai Yi Xiao smiled faintly. "Except for her."

Epang Palace, a magnificent and decadent name, just like the Epang Palace of the Qin Dynasty thousands of years ago. This is
a paradise for all the men in the city to indulge themselves; the prostitutes here are all beauties, making men linger.

Chapter Two: Cheating

Yang Rui gentlemanly opened the car door for Xiang Wan.

"Thank you," Xiang Wan said, bending down to get in.

She was wearing a low-cut dress, and from Yang Rui's angle, he could see her perfectly—her full breasts and the deep
cleavage. He felt a surge of excitement, then walked around to the other side and got into the car.

Yang Rui started the car and drove into an alley. Since it was midnight and the alley was a back alley
, there were almost no pedestrians on the street. Yang Rui parked the car on the side of the road and turned off the headlights. In the dim light of the streetlights, he sized up
the woman beside him.

Xiang Wan naturally knew what he was going to do, but she didn't say anything. She just smiled at him, then checked her watch, and after
a long while said, "Li Tiange and I agreed to meet at midnight, and it's 11:30 now."

Yang Rui smiled and growled, "You little vixen!"

Xiang Wan bit her lip and smiled, her red lips luscious and alluring. Yang Rui could no longer resist and
wanted to devour this woman completely. He flipped her over and pressed himself against her.

A seasoned player in the game of love, he quickly removed Xiang Wan's skirt. Her sexy black lingerie, those two small
pieces of fabric, couldn't possibly conceal her curves.

Often, it's this half-concealed, half-naked nature that makes a woman so alluring, so capable of arousing a man's desire.

Xiang Wan didn't struggle; she was already used to it. Every day she woke up to different men beside her. She
didn't care anymore. Since Li Tiange had forced her into prostitution, she would completely succumb. She smiled sweetly at all the men
, acting seductive, making them believe she was infatuated with them. But every morning, Xiang
Wan would wake up needing a while to remember who the man she slept with was.

Yang Rui roughly kissed her lips, eager to possess her.

Xiang Wan pushed him gently and whispered, "Be gentle, don't leave any marks, otherwise Li Tiange will torture me if
he sees them ."

Yang Rui laughed, "You're still afraid? I thought you weren't."

Xiang Wan exaggeratedly said, "Afraid! Of course I'm afraid! I'll never forget your boss."

Yang Rui stopped talking, lowered his head, and kissed her between her legs, repeatedly kissing her thighs.

Xiang Wan moaned softly and giggled, "Yang Rui, you're so hypocritical. Just now you said Mr. Tang wanted to go to
a hotel, so what are you doing now? This isn't a hotel!"

Yang Rui panted, caressing her rounded breasts, slowly moving his kisses up to her lower abdomen, and said,
"But this isn't a public place either."

He pressed a button, and the car seat reclined, finally pinning the woman down. He

peeled off the last two pieces of clothing from her body. Xiang Wan had a great figure, her breasts were impressive, her waist was slender, and she was as soft as if
she had no bones. How could a man not cherish such a woman?

Yang Rui took her nipple into his mouth, his other hand caressing her other round breast. His movements were gentle;
though he wanted to be rough, as she had said, he couldn't hurt her.

He unzipped his pants, revealing his throbbing erection, and thrust it into her. He
was instantly enveloped by the warm inner walls, tightly gripping her. This feeling drove Yang Rui almost mad.

She had been in this line of work for two years, yet her body remained so tight.

Yang Rui began to move rhythmically, thrusting in and out of his desire. For the past year, on the fifteenth of every month, his boss
would have him bring Xiang Wan to see him. If it was because his boss liked her, why would he personally send her to his ancestral
palace? Why would he send a woman he liked to work as a prostitute? If he didn't like her, why would he see her
every month ? He couldn't understand, and although he was puzzled, he couldn't ask.

His boss, though young, only thirty, had climbed to such a high position at that age, which was
truly admirable. Although he was the old man's son, so many people were eyeing the leader's position;
the boss must have exceptional abilities to have gotten it.

"What are you thinking about?"

"Thinking about you and the boss," Yang Rui said frankly.

Xiang Wan liked his honesty; he was straightforward, never pretentious, which was why she didn't reject
him. After all, it didn't matter who she was with, and he was alright too, since Yang Rui was young and handsome.

Yang Rui sped up, thrusting forcefully into her. Her snow-white breasts, like two frightened rabbits,
swayed up and down, becoming even more alluring.

Yang Rui let out a low growl, and his love juice spurted out.

Seeing that there wasn't enough time, although he wanted to continue, he had to give up. He pulled up his pants and
sat back in the driver's seat properly.

Xiang Wan sat up, grabbed some tissues, and wiped away the love juice.

Just as she was about to get dressed, Yang Rui grabbed her hand and kissed her forcefully.

He murmured, "Don't put it on yet, wait until we're almost there, okay?" Xiang

Wan didn't answer or move, just nestled in his arms.

Yang Rui drove the car out, speeding down the street, one hand on the steering wheel, the other restlessly
groping Xiang Wan's body, grasping her breasts and gently caressing them.

When they were almost there, he released her, watching her get dressed and touch up her makeup.

Yang Rui was about to kiss her when she pulled him back, "Do you want me to touch up again?"

Yang Rui smiled and kissed her hand, "Wait for me tomorrow night." Xiang Wan

smiled too, "Anyway, you're the owner of the Epang Palace, so of course you call the shots when you're my guest."

Xiang Wan got out of the car, her high heels making a particularly loud sound on the marble floor.

The security guard smiled politely when he saw her and pressed the button for the private elevator for her.

Xiang Wan took a deep breath, stepped into the elevator, and watched the numbers tick by. Finally, they reached the 42nd floor, and
the elevator doors opened with a bang.

Chapter Three: Selling One's Soul 1.

A floor-to-ceiling window, midnight light streaming in, creating a perfectly dim atmosphere. The room was lit by
pale blue lights, neither bright nor dim, just the right balance—everything was just right, nothing more.

The 42nd floor of this building belonged to one person: Li Tiange. On the surface, he was just a
businessman , but what kind of business he was involved in, Xiang Wan didn't know, and in fact, many others didn't know either. However
, Xiang Wan knew that he was the mastermind behind the Epang Palace, and that entertainment venue was merely a tiny fraction
of .

Fairy tales often say that after two in the morning, Cinderella would be reduced to her original form, from a beautiful princess to...
Returning to the filthy Cinderella. Xiang Wan was the same, but the difference was that she, a prostitute, was about to become a slave.

Xiang Wan glanced at the night and couldn't help but laugh. Actually, what she saw was just glass, probably bulletproof.
Xiang Wan found it increasingly amusing. Only bulletproof glass could reveal Li Tiange's status and position.

Xiang Wan took off her high heels and placed them in the entryway. Li Tiange was almost a clean freak; he liked everything to be
orderly and spotless. But Xiang Wan found it strange that such a clean person
would have to see her, this unclean person, every month.

Just as Xiang Wan said, Li Tiange liked everything to be under his control,
a habit favored by all successful people. Once things changed, he would become angry, even panicked.

Xiang Wan took a pair of slippers from the shoe rack, put them on, and slowly walked in. The thick carpet under
her feet made almost no sound.

The man on the sofa had his back to Xiang Wan, his legs casually crossed, the firelight flickering between his fingertips.

"Li Tiange." The voice was unreadable, devoid of its usual alluring charm; it
was almost imperceptible, as calm as a stagnant pool. Xiang Wan walked up to him and stood quietly.

Li Tiange glanced at her, his voice equally flat: "Take off your shoes. They weren't for you
."

Xiang Wan silently took off the fluffy slippers and held them in her hand.

"Throw them away."

Xiang Wan walked barefoot on the floor, opened the window, and with a "whoosh," tossed the expensive slippers
out the window.

Li Tiange extinguished his cigarette and beckoned to Xiang Wan, "Come here."

Xiang Wan walked back and stood in her previous spot.

"Take off your clothes."

Xiang Wan hesitated for a moment, but obediently followed his instructions. She unzipped her skirt, and it quickly fell from her body
. The air conditioning in the room was strong, and the sensory stimulation caused
goosebumps .

Li Tiange stood up, looked her over, and said indifferently, "Take it all off."

"Li Tiange!" Her voice held a hint of anger.

"Take it off!" His voice remained emotionless.

Xiang Wan bit her lip; her lips were thin, almost dripping with moisture, incredibly alluring.
Anyone else would have felt pity, but the man before her was Li Tiange, the cold-blooded Li Tiange, so it was
useless .

Alluring and seductive, these had always been Xiang Wan's characteristics, but now she felt a touch of
grievance , making her even more charming and adorable.

With a "snap," the buttons were undone, revealing two mounds of white flesh. She felt
a little cold, so her breathing became heavier, causing her breasts to tremble like two white rabbits, a silent
invitation. She bent down, removing the cloth covering her private parts, revealing herself naked to him.

Li Tiange frowned, scrutinizing her body. His gaze lingered on her breasts, which
glowed faintly in the pale blue light, making them incredibly beautiful. However, what caught Li Tiange's attention were
the scratches and bruises on her breasts, clearly from recent caresses by a man.

Li Tiange sneered, "Would you die without a man?"

Chapter 4 Selling My Soul 2

Men?

And who made me like this, reduced to this state?

Xiang Wan suddenly laughed, her expression one of contempt and disdain.

Li Tiange remained icy, his handsome face seemingly born expressionless. His large hands
grasped Xiang Wan's breasts, kneading them forcefully, the delicate breasts changing shape under his touch.

His steady breath brushed against Xiang Wan's ear, "How many men touched these just now? Look, there are even
teeth marks. Looks like it was quite a vigorous time."

Li Tiange pulled Xiang Wan forcefully into his arms. He thrust his lower body forcefully
into Xiang Wan, rubbing against her buttocks.

"Mmm..."

Li Tiange suddenly laughed, "So you reacted so quickly? Looks like you've been training well at the Epang Palace." Xiang

Wan gritted her teeth, remaining silent and unresisting, letting this man play with her body.

Li Tiange's hand slowly left Xiang Wan's breasts, sliding down her cleavage to her lower abdomen, then to
the mysterious area between her legs, gently caressing it, his fingers lingering on the edge of her vulva, tracing
the beauty .

Xiang Wan's body had long been trained by him and the others to be very sensitive; her body, caressed by so many men, naturally reacted
at this moment .

Li Tiange laughed, "Already wet, Xiang Wan, you're so lewd!"

His fingers still lingered on the edge of her garden, gently stroking it, making Xiang Wan tremble all over.

"Do you want it now? Beg me, Xiang Wan, if you beg me, I'll give it to you."

Beg for mercy? Would it work? That night, she begged him so desperately, her throat hoarse from crying, pleading bitterly,
but he still cruelly took everything from her. Now, would pleading be of any use? Obviously not. He
wanted to see her begging, to trample all her dignity underfoot.

Li Tiange suddenly shoved her, and Xiang Wan stumbled, falling onto the sofa. Li Tiange picked up a glass of wine,
pinched Xiang Wan's mouth shut, and forced it down her throat.

The icy liquid slid down her throat, and she choked, coughing uncontrollably.

"Go wash yourself clean!"

Xiang Wan stopped coughing, stood up, walked barefoot on the floor, and went into the bathroom.

Warm water sprayed over her body, and she scrubbed herself vigorously, but dirt was dirt, and
no amount of washing could fix it. She didn't understand; if he disliked her for being dirty, why did he call her here? Was it just to
humiliate her?

Drying herself, Xiang Wan began to blow-dry her hair, the hot air blowing on her face. She suddenly felt very hot, as if
there was a ball of fire in her lower abdomen, burning unbearably, and this heat slowly spread throughout her body. Of course, she knew what was happening;
he had actually given her an aphrodisiac.

Xiang Wan turned on the cold water, but no matter how much she rinsed, the heat inside her body did not decrease; instead, it grew hotter and hotter,
as if it was about to explode.

Li Tiange had taken a shower and was leisurely leaning against the headboard, smoking. He waited for a long time, but Xiang Wan still didn't
come out . Instead of getting impatient, he became even more relaxed, a smile playing on his lips. However, this smile was
filled with a sinister aura; he was like a demon. He knew that before long, that woman would be kneeling
before , begging him to have her and ravage her.

Xiang Wan only knew that Li Tiange was a pervert, but she hadn't expected him to be this
perverted. This was the first time he had drugged her, and with such a potent aphrodisiac.

Finally, the heat erupted, eroding all of Xiang Wan's reason. She rushed out, opened the bedroom door, and
stood naked before Li Tiange. She wasn't dry yet; dripping water droplets made her skin appear
like porcelain.

She climbed onto the bed and kissed his lips, alluring and seductive, full of provocation.

She tore at his robe, revealing his muscular chest. She pressed her breasts against his body,
rubbing them back and forth, but he still didn't move, coldly watching this woman
flaunt .

"Give it to me, give it to me. Li Tiange, give it to me!" she cried, kissing his lips.

Li Tiange pushed her away in disgust. Xiang Wan fell to the ground, then got up again, pressing her lips to his.

Li Tiange kicked her away, coldly saying, "Kneel down!"

Xiang Wan had long lost her reason; her mind was completely controlled by the strong drugs. She didn't know
what she was doing. He told her to kneel, and she knelt down in front of him with a thud.

"Xiang Wan, do you know how despicable you are right now? Do you really want it? Beg me."

"Please, give it to me, don't torture me, I can't take it anymore, Li Tiange, please."

"You're actually begging me now? You're finally begging me?"

Xiang Wan crawled over, tore off Li Tiange's loose robe, opened her mouth and took his manhood into her mouth, licking it carefully,
not missing an inch of skin.

Li Tiange looked at her, glaring at her. This woman was sucking on his penis, but he suddenly felt
a pang of sorrow. If it weren't for the drugs, would she still be like this?

No, she was a prostitute. That's how lewd she was, and she was lewd under every man.
All he wanted was to humiliate her and make her submit.

Thinking this, Li Tiange pushed Xiang Wan away, grabbed her body, threw her on the bed, and pressed down on her.

Chapter Five: SM Unrelated to Love

. Is love and sex ever related? Can people who hate each other make love? Human nature is indeed unfathomable.

Naked embrace, the most primal and natural human posture.

She spread her legs, opening her private parts to him.

No caresses, no kisses, no foreplay, he directly penetrated her body, resulting in
a series of thrusts, gasps, and moans.

The woman's snow-white breasts trembled wildly from his thrusts, like a white rabbit inviting the
wolf on top of her to taste them.

Li Tiange leaned down, opened his mouth and took her nipple in, biting hard. Her snow-white breasts were marked with
his teeth marks, but her body didn't feel pain; instead, she felt an electric shock-like sensation, and she tried to moan.

The more she moaned, the more disgusted he became, thrusting into her body forcefully.

His penis was tightly gripped by her inner walls, a pleasure akin to that of a virgin.

The tighter it was, the more a man cherished it; men often enjoy this feeling of being sucked in. Although Xiang Wan led a decadent
life , she took good care of herself, which explained why she remained so tight even after two years as a prostitute.

Li Tiange attacked her passage, thrusting in hard and pulling out forcefully, the
pleasure intensifying.

The man let out a low growl, releasing himself inside her.

He had always been indifferent with her. But seeing her still-unquenched desire, he felt a pang of pity for the
first . Watching her bite her lower lip tightly, resisting the drugs, he
felt a pang of sorrow. This woman, if she were conscious, would surely be alluring and seductive, not like this—
though wanton, there were tear stains in her eyes; she was ultimately unwilling.

He entered her body again, but gently. He kissed her lips, preventing her from biting
them , his tongue naturally sliding in, stealing the sweetness from her mouth, slowly sucking on her lips.

"Mu Xi..."

she whispered, tears streaming down her face like broken beads, unstoppable.

He was struck dumb. It was that name again. The first time they were together, she had cried out for help,
finally succumbing to exhaustion, crying and crying, murmuring that name.

Anger was inevitable. What man would allow the woman beneath him
to call out another man's name while enjoying his lovemaking? Of course not. Therefore, all the violence was understandable; let's call it
SM .

When Xiang Wan regained consciousness, she vaguely remembered someone whipping her. Looking at her naked
body and the marks, she was certain she wasn't dreaming, and just smiled bitterly.

It was still dark; the clock showed only three in the morning. However, Li Tiange was gone. It was always like
this ; Xiang Wan was used to it. Every time, after they finished, Li Tiange would leave, letting her go on her own.

She wrapped herself in a blanket, turned the door to the bathroom, and went to shower. His fluids were everywhere on her, which
disgusted her; she just wanted to wash herself clean as quickly as possible.

The moment the bathroom door opened, she was stunned.

Li Tiange was standing under the shower, washing himself.

Xiang Wan was so shocked that she dropped the blanket she was clutching, and the two of them were once again naked before each other.

Li Tiange looked at her silently and said coldly, "Go shower in the bathroom outside!"

Xiang Wan was somewhat flustered, her head bowed. "Sorry, I disturbed you, please continue."

With a thud, Xiang Wan fell to the ground. She was only focused on backing away, forgetting the step, and
hit her head on the floor, her vision blurring.

Li Tiange tensed for a moment. Xiang Wan groped her way to her feet, grinned, "Sorry, I'll leave right away,
you can continue."

Li Tiange looked at her blushing face and suddenly laughed. This sounds like
a conversation that happens after someone stumbles upon someone's intimate moment.

Chapter Six: Naked Encounter

Frustrated, Xiang Wan didn't know what to do besides feel frustrated. He must have laughed when he saw her make a fool of herself; he laughed
at her!

Xiang Wan shook her head, turned the water up high, and rinsed herself. It was just a glance; it
wasn't like she hadn't seen it before.

Xiang Wan came out wrapped in a bath towel. She remembered leaving her clothes in the living room yesterday, but she couldn't find them anywhere.

"What are you doing?"

Xiang Wan was startled by the sudden voice. "Um, um, Li Tiange, did you see my clothes
?"

Li Tiange ignored her, sat on the sofa, lit a cigarette, and puffed out smoke. "I threw them away."

"What did you say?!"

"What's wrong? Are you angry? It's just a piece of clothing, and you and I dare to throw it away."

Xiang Wan took a deep breath and said calmly, "Then how am I supposed to go back?" "Naked

. Anyway, you like being dominated by men, you like being slept with by thousands, so go back naked and see
how many men are willing to buy you."

Xiang Wan gripped the bath towel tightly in her hand, biting her lip and remaining silent. Her long, seaweed-like hair concealed her
expression. She was suppressing her resentment, hiding all her anger, and then looked up at him and smiled, alluring and seductive.

"So what can I take?"

"Your underwear and shoes are in the trash can; I threw the rest away. But I'll give you
ten times ." He stood up, took two wads of cash from the drawer, and threw them in her face. The money scattered and
fluttered to the ground. She gritted her teeth, but couldn't utter a single complaint.

"Pick them up," he commanded.

She squatted down, picking up the bills one by one, clutching them tightly in her hands, her nails digging into her flesh, but it was nothing compared to
the humiliation she felt. She would remember all of this, even if she never had the power to take revenge on him in this lifetime, she would still
remember , she would curse him.

"Take your things and get out."

Xiang Wan suddenly stood up, feeling a little dizzy. She swayed slightly, barely managing to stand, walked to the trash can, took out
her underwear and shoes, and in front of him, tore off her bath towel, changed into her last remaining clothes,
and stood tall and proud, like a peacock.

"Li Tiange, thank you for the money."

"Get lost."

The elevator stopped on the 40th floor. There were fewer people there, and it was the middle of the night. Besides, the 40th floor had
the building staff's offices. Now she could only call Yang Rui for help.

She slowly stepped out of the elevator. The wounds on her body were more vivid because of the water washing them, and the pain
surged up . She endured the pain and walked slowly, looking for the staff's offices.

But it seemed she had thought too simply. She got lost, circled around, and then saw the elevator again.

The elevator numbers kept jumping, 38, 39, 40. With a thud, the elevator opened!

Xiang Wan was both anxious and ashamed. She didn't expect anyone to come so late. There was no one here, and there was nowhere to hide.

The elevator doors opened, and Ning Zhirang actually saw a nearly naked woman standing in front of her. Her fair
body was covered with many wounds. She was only wearing sexy black lingerie, and her proud breasts were about to burst out.

She bit her lower lip, looking embarrassed, which made people feel sorry for her.

"To not react to such a beauty, a man like that isn't normal.

" "Never seen a woman before? Turn around!" Xiang Wan snapped, though more out of shyness.

But the man in front of her didn't turn around; instead, he stared at her even more brazenly,
his eyes fixed on her fair chest. Xiang Wan decided to be open and let him see her, hands on her hips, looking ready
to throw caution to the wind .

Ning Zhirang laughed, amused by the woman. "You're a prostitute." He wasn't questioning; he
was certain she was.

Xiang Wan sneered, "You're a waitress." A waitress? Ning Zhirang couldn't help but laugh. Are there
waitresses who ?

"What are you laughing at?"

Ning Zhirang pursed his lips, suppressing his laughter. "I'm here to meet a friend, miss, you've misunderstood."

He had called her a prostitute, and that "miss" sounded even more grating to her ears. Was it necessary to repeat her
identity ? Xiang Wan glared at him: "You're not a gigolo, are you?!"

She knew perfectly well that his clothes and demeanor didn't suggest he was a gigolo, but she insisted on saying it anyway, since
he called himself a "Miss.

" "Then how should I address you? Miss? It seems we're not in ancient times anymore. I didn't
mean anything by calling you Miss, don't get the wrong idea."

Did he get the wrong idea? It seemed so.

Chapter Seven: Buy Good Quality Underwear

Xiang Wan smiled awkwardly.

Ning Zhirang ignored her and walked past her inside.

"Sir!"

"Is there something you need?"

Xiang Wan caught up with her, biting her lip. "Um, could I borrow your phone for a moment? I'm in
a little trouble and want to call a friend."

She bit her lip again and said decisively, "No need, give me your clothes."

Ning Zhirang had been willing to help her, but suddenly wanted to tease her. "Why? Why should I
give ?"

Xiang Wan said angrily, "Can't you see I'm naked right now? How can you just leave me to die?!"

She obviously didn't know how adorable she looked when she stomped her feet and cursed. Stripped of
all charm, only pure beauty remained. At this moment, she wore no makeup, with an oval face, bright eyes, delicate
eyebrows, and white teeth—her beauty was beyond compare. Natural and unadorned, that was the most beautiful.

Ning Zhirang checked her watch; it was almost four o'clock. The cleaning staff would be coming soon, and she really couldn't
show her face like this. Since it was summer and not a formal occasion, he was only wearing a plaid shirt, and now that he had taken it off,
he was naked.

What could he do? If he gave it to her, he was naked; if he didn't, she was still naked. He became increasingly curious about
what kind of client she had taken to end up like this.

Her demeanor was pure and innocent; the more he looked at her, the less she seemed like a prostitute. Ning Zhirang tried to speak:
"Were you raped? Should I call the police for you?"

"You're the one who was raped!" Xiang Wan shouted angrily, but then she thought again, and realized she didn't seem to have anything to do with being raped.
Two different things, so she softened her tone. "Yes, I was raped, so you have to help me."

She certainly looked like she'd been raped, but with that attitude, nobody believed she'd been. Ning Zhirang
wasn't a womanizer, but his many friends were known for their debauchery, changing women like
changing socks. They'd wear them when they liked them, and throw them away without hesitation when they were tired of them or worn out
.

You could say Ning Zhirang hadn't eaten pork, but he'd definitely seen pigs run. This woman was
beautiful, but he didn't want to get involved; he hated people with such decadent private lives.

While he hesitated, Xiang Wan, no longer caring about anything else, rushed forward and started tearing off his clothes.

Ning Zhirang was stunned. "What are you doing?"

"Taking off your clothes!" Xiang Wan blurted out, clearly unaware of the ambiguity in her words.

Ning Zhirang suddenly laughed. His laughter startled Xiang Wan, and her fair hands rested on
his chest, creating an incredibly suggestive scene.

The air conditioning in the corridor was strong, and it was the middle of the night, so Xiang Wan felt a little cold. She swayed slightly, and then
heard a loud thud. Both of them froze.

"Ah! Turn around!" Xiang Wan screamed.

Ning Zhirang didn't move, staring at her chest. She had a great figure, full breasts, and a slender waist,
but those two round breasts were covered with so many scars. What kind of perverted man could be so cruel?

Seeing that he didn't move, Xiang Wan was both angry and ashamed. She turned around, her back to him.

Not for any other reason than that Xiang Wan's uncooperative bra couldn't support her surging breasts; the clasp came undone
, and the bra fell to the ground.

Xiang Wan wanted to find a crack in the ground to crawl into. She was very seductive and alluring, but that was limited. She
only acted that way in front of her guests at the Epang Palace. But this man was someone she had no connection with at
all made her feel ashamed.

It seemed that bras had to be of very good quality and very durable.

Chapter Eight Lust

Ning Zhirang hadn't expected this, and quickly took off his shirt.

Xiang Wan had just put on her delicate underwear when she turned around and saw Ning Zhirang undressing. She kicked him, her
high heels gleaming. She wondered if that kick would cause him to lose his fertility.

Ning Zhirang jumped in pain, "What are you doing?"

"Who told you to take your clothes off? I should be asking you what you want!"

Ning Zhirang glared at her, "You wanted my clothes, didn't you? I took them off for you, and you still kicked me?"

Ah? So that's it? That's all?

Xiang Wan smiled awkwardly, wanting to check his injury. She took a step forward, then retreated.
What ? She'd kicked him in the groin!

Xiang Wan rolled her eyes, pressed the elevator button, and as the doors opened, she snatched the shirt from his hand,
put it on, and ran.

"Hey! You woman! You'll remember this!" Ning Zhirang yelled at the closing elevator doors.

He was just unlucky. Actually, he hadn't really intended to hold a grudge against Xiang Wan. This city was so vast;
the chances of them meeting again were practically like a comet colliding with Earth. He endured the pain, took a few deep breaths, and rubbed his face
until he felt a little better.

The people living in this building were all incredibly wealthy; it was a typical luxury apartment building.
People who bought apartments here were usually those who didn't want to go to public places like hotels. Bringing a woman here was perfect. Plus,
someone cleaned for you every day, saving you a lot of trouble. So, although the apartments here were expensive,
they were still in high demand.

Don't misunderstand, Ning Zhirang wasn't the kind of man who casually brought women overnight. He was just here to meet a
friend .

He rang the doorbell for 4017. The door opened, revealing a man with a delicate,
almost bewitching face. He possessed an untamed, rebellious air, a wicked yet beautiful charm.

The man seemed to have just showered, wearing only a towel. Seeing Ning Zhiran also shirtless, he exclaimed in surprise,
"Ning Zhiran, you also showered? Didn't you put on any clothes in your haste?"

Ning Zhiran rolled her eyes at him, pushed him aside, and went inside. Reaching the bedroom door, she hesitated for a moment, "Li
Yanxue, there aren't any women in the room, are there?"

Li Yanxue said irritably, "Get lost! Don't you know why I came?"

"That's good." Ning Zhiran pushed open the door, found one of Li Yanxue's clothes, and changed into it.

Li Yanxue crossed her arms, looking at him with amusement. "Tell me, what's wrong with you? Did you come naked?
Brother, you're really something. As soon as I said I needed to talk to you, you came without even putting on clothes. But why are you
so late?"

Ning Zhirang said while buttoning his shirt, "Couldn't you have said less to me? We haven't seen each other for half a year, and you
call me in the middle of the night as soon as you arrive. I haven't even said anything to you yet! And you're complaining that I'm late!"

Li Yanxue laughed, "Then tell me, where are your clothes? Is it fashionable to run naked here?"

"Go away! Who taught you to do this? You weren't like this before! Was it your good wife,
Qi Weiran? By the way, where's your wife? I haven't seen her."

"She's lost."

"Lost? Then why aren't you going to look for her?"

Li Yanxue rolled her eyes at him and said, "I know where she is, so I'm not going to look for her."

Ning Zhirang smiled, "Did you two have another fight?"

"What do you mean 'fighting again'? Who's going to argue with her! You go find her right now,
it's not safe for her to be out alone in the middle of the night."

"Why aren't you going?"

"I can tell you've never been married! Why ask so many questions? You won't even help with this little thing?" Ning Zhirang

sighed helplessly and could only nod in agreement, "I'll go now!"

Just as he was about to leave, Li Yanxue stopped him again, "Wait a minute, tell me what happened first." "I

was robbed by someone."

Li Yanxue nodded: "A woman, right? Very beautiful? Otherwise, why would Young Master Ning surrender so easily?"

Ning Zhirang remembered the kick she gave him and said angrily, "Very ruthless!"

Li Yanxue laughed, "You can go now, go find my wife!"

Chapter Nine: Nightfall

He was very tall, with a narrow waist and broad shoulders—the standard physique of a model. His shirt, worn by Xiang Wan, went
past her hips, ending at her thighs, revealing glimpses of her beautiful legs and making her even more alluring.

Not daring to walk in the lobby in that outfit, she pressed the button for the underground parking level, then exited there and hailed
a taxi back to her apartment.

Luckily, Xiang Wan habitually kept a spare key on the door frame; otherwise, she would have been sleeping on the streets that night.

The apartment wasn't large, only a little over 100 square meters, just right for her alone.

After turning on all the lights, she went back to her room and collapsed into bed. She had showered, and the
shirt was fairly comfortable.

Halfway through her sleep, she felt a sharp pain all over her body, got up, took two painkillers, and tried to go back to sleep.

She was awakened by a series of growls; her stomach was growling loudly. She checked the time; it was already past four in the afternoon.
She was starving, and the worst part was that she only had a refrigerator, not a kitchen. What should have been a
kitchen had been converted into a spacious wardrobe.

She ate two apples but still felt hungry, so she got dressed and went downstairs to get some wonton noodles.

She rarely wore makeup at home, only
putting on heavy makeup .

There was a very good wonton noodle shop across the street from her apartment complex; Xiang Wan liked their wontons.

"Miss Xiang, you're here! Two bowls of wonton noodles?"

The shop wasn't big, run by a husband and wife; the owner cooked the noodles, and the wife worked as the cashier and waitress.

Xiang Wan smiled and nodded to the owner. She was a regular customer, always ordering two bowls of wonton noodles.

At first, the owner thought she was waiting for a friend, but she was always alone until she finished eating, yet she
always ordered two bowls. She preferred wontons and never ate noodles, but she always ordered wonton noodles.

Once, the owner couldn't help but ask her, and Xiang Wan smiled at her, looking very happy, and said, "Because he
likes noodles, I only eat wontons."

The wonton noodles arrived.

Xiang Wan broke apart her chopsticks, picking up strands of noodles one by one and transferring them to another bowl, grinning foolishly the whole time
. Only when her own bowl was empty did she begin to eat the wontons.

She ate them one by one; she was truly hungry.

The proprietress smiled at her, "Eat slowly."

Xiang Wan turned her head, about to say something, when she suddenly saw the image on the television screen.

It was lunchtime, so the restaurant was crowded, but Xiang Wan could still clearly hear
the voice from the television.

"He is the hottest new idol in the music scene, he is the perfect prince, he is
the best lover who will drive you all crazy. Let's welcome today's guest with applause, Lin Muxi!"

*Crack crack*, a certain part of her body could shatter again.

"Hello everyone, I am Lin Muxi???????"

She couldn't hear the rest of his words; her mind was completely blank. His face was even more refined, he had
matured , but he hadn't changed. He was still as handsome as ever, kind to everyone. When he smiled, his eyes
would crinkle, his eyelashes fluttering.

But she had changed, dirty and worn.

She shakily pressed her face against his, tears streaming down her face uncontrollably through the screen
.

The customers in the shop stopped to look at her.

The proprietress rushed over, "Miss Xiang, what's wrong? Oh! Why are you crying?"

"It hurts, it hurts, it hurts?????????"

"Did you burn your tongue?" "

This is a question I'm asking on behalf of many girls: Has Mu Xi ever had a girlfriend?"

"No." He answered almost without hesitation.

Xiang Wan felt like she'd been struck by lightning. She recoiled, unable to move, staring at the person on the screen,
biting , crying uncontrollably.

The proprietress helped Xiang Wan sit down in a chair.

"Why are you crying all of a sudden?"

Xiang Wan forced a smile, but it was more like crying than a smile. "I burned my tongue, it hurts, my whole body hurts, I'm in pain?????????"

She curled up in the chair like a broken doll.

The proprietress didn't know what to do, so she stayed by her side.

After crying for a while, Xiang Wan suddenly raised her head, stopped crying, picked up her chopsticks and ate wontons,
swallowing them without chewing.

"I am Mu Xi, you are Wan. Night came first, then the night itself, so Xiang Wan, look how
well-matched .

" "Have you no shame? I came first, then you! I'm older than you, okay?" "

Then you take care of me. I'll stay home and do nothing; you'll support me." "

Okay, okay, I'll find someone to support me first, then I'll support you."

"You dare!"

"What wouldn't I dare? You have to listen to me." "

Then let's never get married, just rely on each other for life. You can't leave me, and I won't get rid of
you.

" How old were they then?

She was twenty, he was eighteen.

Now she's twenty-four, he's twenty-two.

Just a few years, yet why did it feel like centuries had passed, like several reincarnations?

Chapter Ten: Nightmare 1

Xiang Wan didn't know how she got home.

In a daze, her mind was filled with that smiling face from the past, an image she couldn't shake. She wanted to forget, but
no matter how hard she tried, she would still inadvertently recall it. Perhaps subconsciously, she didn't want to forget. She
had nothing left; now, she lived only for one person—a kind old woman, Xiang Wan's mother's wet
nurse very kind to Xiang Wan when she was little, and now Xiang Wan only had her as family. She lived for her.

Xiang Wan called her Grandma, though the wet nurse always said, "No, no, you're a young lady, this old woman is just
a servant ." Suddenly, Xiang Wan burst into tears, hugging her and sobbing. The wet nurse was at a loss, comforting her again and again. Later,
the wet nurse stopped refusing, and Xiang Wan called her Grandma.

They originally wanted to take her in to live with them, but the wet nurse had no children and was old; it wouldn't be convenient for her to live alone. However,
when Xiang Wan wanted to bring her over, the wet nurse firmly refused. Xiang Wan understood that the wet nurse didn't want to be a burden.
But she didn't know that she wasn't afraid of being a burden, only of being alone.

Since that was the case, Xiang Wan didn't force her, sending her money every month. Xiang Wan only kept a portion for her own
daily expenses, giving the rest to the nanny.

That day, the sun was shining brightly, yet she had experienced the destruction of her family, losing everything in an instant, leaving
only the nanny as her family. How could she not cherish it?

She didn't understand why so many bloody and cruel things could happen under the sun.

Pain, she felt pain, a suffocating pain.

She found a tube of ointment under the TV cabinet, squeezed some out, and applied it to her body. This ointment was given to her by
Yang Rui ; he said Li Tiange had asked him to give it to her, but Xiang Wan refused to believe that Li Tiange would
care about her life or death.

Yes, he cared; he couldn't let her die. If she died, who would he torture?
How would he vent his perverted desires?

This ointment was very effective; applying it wouldn't leave scars. She wondered where Li Tiange had bought it.

Almost all her wounds were covered in ointment, but she still felt pain—both physical and emotional.

She dialed Xiao Xiao's number; Xiao Xiao was Xiang Wan's only friend at the Epang Palace. When she first arrived, she had a
hard time adjusting , and Hai Yixiao had helped her. Xiang Wan always found Xiao Xiao's name a bit of a mouthful. Hai Yixiao, with her
slight southern accent, always had difficulty pronouncing it, so she simply started calling her by her
stage name, Xiao Xiao…

Xiao Xiao's voice was somewhat languid, almost as if she were panting. "Hello."

Xiang Wan paused, her intuition telling her she'd made the wrong call; it seemed Xiao Xiao was probably doing XX
OO.

"Um, Xiao Xiao?"

"Xiang Wan, why aren't you here yet?"

It was quiet around her; it seemed Mr. Li had arrived again. He was a regular customer of Xiao Xiao's, and it
was still early morning, so he was probably in a private room.

Xiang Wan felt a little embarrassed. Xiao Xiao quickly replied, "It's okay, just tell me what's wrong?"

"I'm not going today. Please ask my mom for leave."

"Okay, take care."

Xiang Wan would ask for leave on this day every month. Although Xiao Xiao never asked why, she knew perfectly well.

Just as Xiang Wan was about to hang up, Xiao Xiao added, "Oh, right, Mr. Tang from yesterday is here. He wants to see you."

Xiang Wan slapped her forehead. She had indeed forgotten that she had said she would spend the night with him.

Xiao Xiao knew she was upset. She always liked to scratch her hair when she was upset. Xiao Xiao laughed and said, "Alright
, alright, don't take advantage of your thick hair and keep scratching it. Be careful you don't go bald. I've taken care of Mr. Tang
for you. I'll hang up now. Someone else is waiting for me."

Xiang Wan quickly thanked her, hung up, and went to sleep.

Besides sleeping, she didn't know what else she should do. It seemed like her daily life consisted of eating, sleeping,
waking up to sleep with a man, and then eating and sleeping again.

Was this a vicious cycle?

Chapter Eleven Nightmare 2

A black figure slowly approached her. He was tall, but his eyes flashed with a fierce light, and he exuded
a chilling aura.

"Who are you?" she asked in terror.

"From today onwards, you are my slave. You will do whatever I tell you to do. Remember my
name, Li Tiange. I will make you wish you were dead. You can take revenge on me. If you have the ability, I'm waiting for you
anytime ."

"No, don't come any closer. I don't know you. Let me go. I want to go home!" She huddled in a corner.
The dark room filled her with fear.

"Home? Do you think you still have a home?"

"I want to go home. Let me go home."

"From today onwards, you are a stray dog. All you have to do is please your master. Your master
is me."

"You're talking nonsense! Who do you think you are? My father is the deputy commander of the military region. What right do you have to treat me like this? Let me go,
or my father will not let you off the hook!" She bristled with fear, her pride forbidding
her from yielding.

He suddenly laughed, a contemptuous sneer in his eyes: "You think you still have a father? Xiang Wan, do I need to remind you?
At 2:29 this afternoon, your whole family died. If you don't want to die, obediently fawn over
me and serve me."

She covered her ears, shaking her head desperately and crying out, "You're talking nonsense! You're talking nonsense! You're talking nonsense!"

"I don't like this attitude. No one taught you before, but now I'll personally teach you how to serve a man."

She stared at him, terrified, like a fawn. "What are you going to do?"

He moved closer to her, unbuttoning his clothes. "You know perfectly well what I mean. I don't like pretentious women."

She had nowhere to escape. He grabbed her by the collar and slammed her against the wall.

She kicked him and hit him wildly.

However, the difference in strength was too great. He easily pinned her down, leaving her helpless.

He roughly tore open her clothes, revealing her snow-white skin. Her white bra was the only thing
covering her body.

"Let me go, you bastard! Let me go!"

she roared, but she couldn't stop his beastly acts. He threw her onto the bed. She tried to run, but he grabbed
her ankle and pulled her hard, her head slamming against the headboard. She felt dizzy.

Perhaps dying like this would be a relief.

But he wouldn't let her off so easily. He wanted her to beg for help beneath him, to plead for mercy, to
despair.

With a swift movement, her white bra was torn in two, leaving her pale breasts
trembling . She was terrified. She had never been treated like this before. She was the pampered
princess of her family, the darling of heaven. No one had ever spoken harshly to her, much less hit her.

Her hitting and cursing only intensified his brutality. Xiang Wan didn't understand
why he would treat her like this when they had just met.

Her white underwear, under his force and her struggles, was torn to shreds.

She cried, a heart-wrenching cry, "Please, no, don't do this, let me go, no,
no!"

He pinched her face, "You begged me, you begged me, you shameless thing!" He slapped her across
the face He hated her, hated her hypocrisy, hated her betrayal, hated that she had made him like this. If it weren't for this woman,
he would still be under his father's protection, perhaps with a brighter future, instead of living a life on
the edge .

However, Xiang Wan was unaware of all this. She didn't know that a single sentence she uttered in her childhood had changed
a boy's life.

The Li Tiange of today was no longer the same person. He had to be ruthless, he had to be heartless.
If cut me, I will surely shatter you to pieces.

So how could he, so clear about love and hate, listen to her pleas?

He spread her legs, her fair thighs bruised from his pinching, and forced himself on her.

"No! You bastard! Bastard! Get out, get out!" she cried and screamed, her lower body feeling
as . She had always been very clean; this was something she had never experienced before.

Ignoring her cries, he thrust into her, his movements rapid and rhythmic. His desire
plunged in , then withdrew forcefully, only to plunge in again. This repeated itself like a cycle,
a cycle of torment she endured.

She was broken; everything was shattered. She had once been a proud princess, but now, with
her body utterly destroyed, how could she still be proud? How could she face this reality? And all of this had happened so suddenly—overnight,
her family's fortunes , followed by their deaths. How could her frail shoulders bear it all?

As he repeatedly took from her, after two nights and a day of passion, she despaired, giving up
all struggle and letting this man vent his desires.

She wept silently, calling out a name almost inaudibly, "Mu Xi, Mu Xi, Mu Xi...
"

"Ah!" Xiang Wan suddenly awoke, gasping for breath.

She looked around; this was her apartment, not that dark room anymore.

The tear tracks on her face hadn't dried yet. It was a dream, a dream too real. She didn't want to recall the past, the past she
desperately wanted to forget, but these wounds always appeared in her dreams, tormenting
her again and again, like the person who gave her this nightmare, always reminding her to uncover those blood-soaked
pasts.

But Mu Xi, do you know anything about all of this? If you knew, you would come and take me away. Mu
Xi wouldn't abandon me.

She told herself this over and over, sobbing into her blanket. There was no shoulder for her to lean on anymore; she
couldn't rely on anyone. Now she was all alone, barely clinging to life.

Mu Xi had already achieved his dream; he was so dazzling, while she was so filthy. How could she dare
to go to him, how could she dare to appear before him? It was all just wishful thinking.

Chapter Twelve: Was this a chance encounter?

The Epang Palace was undoubtedly the largest and most luxurious entertainment venue in the city, so
many people chose it for business negotiations and entertaining guests.

Don't misunderstand, the Epang Palace wasn't just a place for prostitution; it also had restaurants, bathhouses, casinos, and other entertainment facilities.
If you're entertaining important guests at the Epang Palace, with all the entertainment, you can close any deal.

It's a bit of an exaggeration, but the chances are roughly 90%. With such a beautiful woman in your arms,
how could any man not be tempted?

A prodigy, truly a prodigy!

When others mentioned the Epang Palace to Ning Zhirang, the word "prodigy" immediately came to mind. His family was a
prestigious clan, weathering decades of ups and downs. His grandfather was a powerful figure in his day, and now that the business was in
his hands, Ning Zhirang had truly made his father proud. In just a few years, he had managed to subdue those
arrogant .

He'd been to many social events, given his environment, but he
'd never actually been to the Epang Palace. It wasn't that he didn't want to go, but his grandfather was very strict. Back
when , he was a soldier. Later, he left the military and started a business, so in his grandfather's eyes, the Epang Palace was
synonymous with a brothel. Even if you went in and did nothing, his grandfather would still accuse you of visiting a brothel and give you
a beating.

When Ning Zhirang's grandfather beat someone, he didn't care if you were the only son in nine generations; he'd
use whatever was at hand. When Ning Zhirang was a child, he was often made to stand at attention by his grandfather for not doing his homework.
Ning Zhirang despised this. Even after so many years in the military, his grandfather still couldn't forget those habits.
Unfortunately, his grandfather was getting old, and he had to cultivate those habits himself. His grandfather watched his son practice military boxing every morning,
suffering terribly, but Ning Zhirang dared not complain.

If his grandfather found out he went to the Epang Palace today, a beating with his cane was inevitable.
So what if she gets beaten up? She can't just stop doing business.

Sighing again and again, she put on her coat and went to the Epang Palace with her secretary.

The city lights were just coming on; for Xiang Wan and her group, it was still early. Most of them were in the dressing room getting ready at this time
.

Xiang Wan always got her makeup done here; usually, she always had a bare face. She was
actually even more beautiful without makeup. She had fair skin, large, bright eyes, full lips that were naturally red, and a pointed, oval face—
the kind of woman who was most alluring.

Xiao Xiao took the powder puff from her and carefully applied makeup.

With someone helping, Xiang Wan saved herself the effort; she was actually quite lazy, a habit she'd developed since childhood.

Seeing her close her eyes comfortably, Xiao Xiao smiled. She enjoyed doing her makeup, enjoying watching her face
slowly transform into a more alluring form under her hands.

Xiang Wan wore a low-cut gold dress with thin straps, revealing half of her beautiful back; her outfits were
always pleasing to the eye. The dress, resembling a little black dress, was gold, which further accentuated her snow-white skin.

Xiao Xiao's eyes swept over Xiang Wan's chest; it was so much better than her own, like a pair of full, ripe fruits, waiting for a man
's caresses and enjoyment. She mischievously rubbed her hand against Xiang Wan's chest, the cleavage between her breasts
indescribably alluring. Xiao Xiao then slipped her hand inside.

Xiang Wan opened her eyes in surprise. Xiao Xiao pinched her breast again before withdrawing her hand and continuing to apply
makeup , pouting, "What did you eat to grow up like that? Your breasts are so big."

Xiang Wan glanced at her, "You're not young either."

Xiao Xiao quickly finished her makeup and slammed the makeup case shut. "Are you making fun of your sister?"

Xiang Wan hurriedly hugged her waist, smiling ingratiatingly, "No, no, how could I dare?"

Xiao Xiao pushed her away: "People might think we're lesbians! Why are you hugging me in this heat?"

Suddenly, there was a commotion in the dressing room. This was originally a place for the ladies to change and put on makeup; men weren't allowed in
. When a man suddenly entered, the ladies who were changing screamed.

Xiao Xiao glanced at the newcomer and said disdainfully, "What are these women pretending to be innocent for? It's not like they haven't been played by the boss before!"

There was a rule at the Epang Palace that all the women who came here for sex had to be personally inspected by the boss or the
management. So, basically, all the ladies here had slept with Yang Rui. To become famous and make
more money, currying favor was inevitable, and women who were broke but desperate for money would naturally choose to climb into the boss
's bed.

Reality is always ugly; it can leave you battered and bruised, with nowhere to even cry. That's
what reality is.

Chapter Thirteen: This Wasn't a Chance Encounter

. Xiao Xiao knew Yang Rui was here to see Xiang Wan. She used to be Yang Rui's darling, but since Xiang Wan
arrived, she naturally became his ex-lover, finding peace and quiet. It's best to avoid men like Yang Rui;
how many people with underworld backgrounds are easy to mess with? So Xiao Xiao had a principle: even with a fat, mediocre
man , she wouldn't be with those cool, dark-skinned men.

Frankly, she was afraid of death, and it was also a matter of reality.

Xiao Xiao glanced at Xiang Wan: "Be careful, handle things well."

She understood Xiang Wan well; she knew Xiang Wan didn't actually like Yang Rui. When this man saw you,
he always thought about pinning you down; any woman with a bit of personality would hate that.

He wanted sex, but they wanted love. They could give him sex, but he couldn't give them love.

Xiang Wan nodded, and Xiao Xiao walked away without even glancing at Yang Rui. Despite Yang Rui being the boss, Xiao Xiao
didn't give him any face. She was a star performer here, and with fame came a certain temper.

Yang Rui didn't care and went straight to Xiang Wan.

"How are your injuries?"

Xiang Wan stood up and waved in front of him. "What do you think?"

Yang Rui smiled. "Looks like your body is better. What about this injury?" He pointed to Xiang Wan's chest.

"It's long gone. What's

the point of a woman like me having a heart?" "Only you know your own condition. Xiang Wan, don't force yourself. How about a few days off?"

Xiang Wan smiled and hooked her arm around his neck. "Then you'll support me?"

Yang Rui hugged her waist and laughed, "If you're willing, I'll support you."

"That's a funny joke. You need something?"

He said it with a smile, but it wasn't a joke. He simply lacked the means. Supporting the boss's woman himself?
That would be suicide. Yang Rui paused for a moment and said, "A customer specifically asked for you today, something about having dinner and karaoke with you
. Are you willing?"

"Yes, anything is fine. You know I take all kinds of customers."

Yang Rui sighed, "Xiang Wan, don't demean yourself."

Xiang Wan's face turned cold. "Shut up, it's none of your business. Don't you know my situation?"

"Alright, then come with me."

At the door, Yang Rui paused, then called a few women to come with him.

They took the elevator to the third floor, opened the door to the VIP room, and found several men inside,
dressed , seemingly businessmen. Xiang Wan recognized a few of them, but couldn't recall if they were her former customers.

Yang Rui led them in. "President Fei, President Qi, it's been a while since you've been here!"

Two men greeted them, speaking to Yang Rui, but their eyes intentionally or unintentionally drifted towards Xiang Wan
's breasts.

"Boss Yang, here we are, all thanks to you today. Only you could get Xiang Wan here."

Xiang Wan smiled. "Do I have such high and mighty airs? I just waved and she came."

One of the men casually put his arm around Xiang Wan's shoulder and laughed, "If you
came with just a wave, I'd be burning incense in gratitude! We have a very important guest today, and whether this deal goes through depends on you
guys ."

Xiang Wan remembered him; this man was in the jewelry business and was indeed her guest.

Yang Rui exchanged a few pleasantries with them and then left. He had asked Xiang Wan

to accompany the guest. It was so frustrating to have such a beauty right in front of him but not be able to have
her .

When Ning Zhirang arrived at the Epang Palace, it was already dark. The hostess led him to a private room.

"Sorry we're late."

President Fei and President Qi quickly stood up. Since the boss stood up to greet them, the other guests naturally stood up as well, and Xiang Wan and
the other three, who were there to drink, couldn't stay seated. She'd seen this kind of scene countless times, and had been through
it all before. She dismissed this insincere

small talk as a hallucination. "Mr. Ning, you're too kind. We just arrived early. Your timing is perfect."

Early? Xiang Wan had been staring at them for an hour already, and this was considered early?
It seemed the newcomer was of higher status than them.

Xiang Wan glanced at him curiously. The man's face looked strangely familiar. Tall, with a
perfect inverted triangle proportion, that faint smile on his face, that arrogant expression—wow! She'd hit the jackpot!

Chapter Fourteen: When Will I Get My Shirt Back? 1

"Come, come, please have a seat. It's truly a rare treat to have Mr. Ning here!"

"Mr. Fei, it's as if I'm disrespecting you." "Not

at all, Mr. Ning, please take the seat of honor."

"How could I possibly accept this? You two are a few years older than me; naturally, you should take the seat of honor."

After a few more polite refusals, Ning Zhirang naturally took the seat of honor.

Ning Zhirang walked past Xiang Wan, took a few steps, and then turned back.

"It's you?!"

Xiang Wan waved and smiled, "What a coincidence." "

Do you two know each other?"

"No!" See, who would believe they didn't know each other? They both said it in unison.

President Fei and President Qi exchanged glances. If they didn't know each other, they didn't know each other. It seemed Ning Zhirang was only human; who could
resist the allure of women? Bringing Xiang Wan along was the right decision.

Why did it feel like they'd run into each other on a narrow road? Xiang Wan never expected that
the man whose clothes she'd stolen that day was actually a renowned businessman. It was truly a case of enemies meeting on a narrow road!

Because of work, Xiang Wan wore heavy makeup, looking alluring and seductive, yet it didn't seem out of place. Ning Zhirang scrutinized
her closely; he hadn't guessed wrong—she was indeed a prostitute. He'd never seen such a fierce prostitute
before. It wasn't that he hadn't frequented nightclubs, but this woman's transformation was simply too drastic.

Xiang Wan sensed someone watching her, so she deliberately turned away, resting her chin on her hand as she looked at him.

Ning Zhirang smiled at her but didn't say anything.

He was here today to cooperate with them, so the negotiations went smoothly.

Mr. Fei and Mr. Qi's mouths practically stretched to their ears in a wide grin. "In that case, we'll go to your company
to sign the contract the day after tomorrow."

Ning Zhirang nodded, then turned to her secretary and said, "Make preparations, and don't neglect the two bosses."

Mr. Fei laughed, "Mr. Ning is such a straightforward person!"

Mr. Qi also raised his glass, "Let me toast Mr. Ning."

Ning Zhirang raised her glass to them, "Come on, everyone, cheers!"

Xiang Wan was sitting there doing nothing; it seemed she, as the public relations officer, didn't need to do anything in this situation, so she was just
spacing out .

Ning Zhirang glanced at Xiang Wan and kicked her.

Xiang Wan winced in pain and glared at him, but Ning Zhirang smiled faintly and raised his glass to her.

Because there were several people present, Xiang Wan resisted the urge to roll her eyes, smiled sweetly, and finished her drink.

The people who came today were all quite young, making it easy to have fun.

After a few rounds of drinks, business was almost over, and the waiters came in to clear the tables, turn off some lights,
and turn on the music, ready to start singing. This private room was a combination of restaurant and KTV, and it was quite spacious.

Several more girls were called in, and Xiang Wan immediately recognized them as expert drinkers.

They sat in a row on the sofa, with President Fei and President Qi each on one side, looking quite sensual.

Several assistants were either ordering songs or singing, while two others simply sat on the sofa playing
drinking games with the girls.

Xiang Wan sat in a corner; this was the first time she'd been ignored. When had she ever been
a target of men's attention at a KTV? This time was truly unusual.

Ning Zhirang sat next to Xiang Wan, who glanced at him but remained silent.

Actually, Xiang Wan had always been very professional, especially at work. But with Ning
Zhirang, she couldn't be as professional. Perhaps it was the awkwardness of their first meeting, so Xiang Wan
didn't truly consider him a guest.

"President Ning, why don't you sing a song for everyone?"

The lighting was dim, and it was quite noisy; someone shouted.

Ning Zhirang didn't refuse, standing up confidently and going to order a song.

The music began softly. Ning Zhirang's voice was pure; though not heavenly, it
was well-proportioned and pleasant to listen to.

Xiang Wan had heard many people sing, but no matter how well someone sang, to Xiang Wan's ears, it was just average.
Her ears were too discerning, conditioned by that voice.

She would probably never forget that pure white figure, playing the harmonica for her, singing beautiful songs for
her. Before, he only sang for her; now he sang for many. Such a subtle difference, yet it
made all the difference.

That boy liked to wear pure white clothes; his heart and soul were pure. His smile
was always so handsome, revealing two shallow dimples, as he fiddled with the hem of his clothes, his faded jeans,
his worn white sneakers.

She wanted to forget all of this; she even banged her head against it. But could amnesia make her forget?
No , those marks imprinted on her youth, even if sealed away, would still remain.

Xiang Wan felt a tightness in her chest. She had drunk four or five glasses of wine in a row, and the private room was getting noisier and noisier. Women's giggles,
men's shouts, the sounds of drinking games, and clinking glasses filled the air.

Xiang Wan stood up, suddenly feeling a headache. She couldn't stay any longer; she felt suffocated.

Taking advantage of the fact that no one was paying attention, she opened the door and left.

Chapter Fifteen: When Will I Get My Shirt Back? 2. Her

sharp high heels clicked on the marble floor.

Actually, the corridor was carpeted, but Xiang Wan liked to hear the sound of her own footsteps, so she
never walked on the carpet, always walking on the edge of the path.

Every time Xiao Xiao saw her doing this, she would say she was a freak.

Later, Xiao Xiao asked her why she had such a strange habit.

Xiang Wan said, "Don't you feel like I'm not alone? It's like there are many people
following me.

" Xiao Xiao glanced behind Xiang Wan, quickly turned around, and patted her chest. It was absolutely
disgusting .

Around the corner was the restroom. Pushing open a door, the left was for men, and the right was for women. In the middle was
a communal washbasin.

Xiang Wan just wanted some fresh air, so she opened the door, went inside, and found the innermost stall.

She always went to the innermost stall; if someone was there, she would wait; if it was broken
, she would go to another floor and find another stall.

With a snap, she closed the toilet lid, slipped on her high heels, and sat down, then began to space out.

Tap tap tap, footsteps. Xiang Wan had seen it all; men's leather shoes and women's high heels
sounded very different when they tapped on the floor. So Xiang Wan concluded that it was a man who had entered.

A man going to the women's restroom? Xiang Wan was startled. Then she realized she hadn't locked the door, and the footsteps were
getting closer. She had a bad feeling.

It was too late to lock the door. The space was large, and before Xiang Wan could even put on her shoes to lock the door,
it was opened.

It was indeed a man, and a man Xiang Wan knew.

The man's eyes were bloodshot, whether from alcohol or anger. He stared at Xiang Wan
from his superior was naturally the perfect angle to admire her breasts.

Startled, she gasped for breath, her proud breasts heaving.

Her shoulders were already exposed, and half of her rounded breasts were showing – wasn't that alluring?

Just looking at her was enough to arouse him. Was it the man's lust that was too strong, or was the woman just too seductive?

Xiang Wan smiled. "Mr. Tang, what a coincidence."

Meeting a man in the women's restroom – was that really a coincidence? Xiang Wan said this only to avoid trouble. This
man was none other than the one Yang Rui had suggested should have sex at a hotel that day. Xiang Wan had promised him she
'd accompany him the next day, but she hadn't come to work, and this time she hadn't – she'd been holding back for a whole week.

Wasn't that frustrating? Last time she'd been so aroused, but hadn't gotten her way; this desire had been suppressed for a week. Today, he
happened to be here on business, and he happened to be in the restroom when he saw a figure. Thinking of her, fueled by alcohol,
he went into the women's restroom without a second thought. And he got his reward – it was her.

"I missed you so much."

The door slammed shut, and the man approached Xiang Wan step by step. The smell of alcohol wafted across her face. "
How are you going to make it up to me for standing me up last time?"

Xiang Wan placed her hands between the two men, trying to create more distance. Xiang Wan seemed to have a mental block.
How could forget that at this moment, making this kind of move would inevitably lead to something, even if she didn't want it to happen. Playing hard to get was incredibly
seductive.

So, the man's body grew hotter and hotter, his hand sliding down her thigh
, exploring her inner thigh, teasing her private parts through her panties. His other hand naturally went behind her back, unzipped her
skirt, and with a flick of his wrist, the bra strap slipped off her shoulder and draped over her arm,
exposing . Her two full breasts heaved violently.

This whole series of actions was completed in just a few seconds.

Xiang Wan was annoyed; she figured she wouldn't wear such an easy-to-remove skirt next time.

The man laughed and lowered his head to kiss her, but Xiang Wan quickly pressed her lips against his. "Mr. Tang, I'm
not feeling well today. How about another time?"

The man was focused on his desire and wouldn't listen. His hand had already subtly slipped under her panties,
groping her pink inner walls.

Xiang Wan couldn't help but let out a soft moan.

The man chuckled, "You're wet now. You're so alluring."

"Mr. Tang, can we not do it here?"

"I can't wait any longer. There's no one around anyway."

The man lowered his head and, through her bra, bit her nipple, as if venting his long-suppressed frustration.
He bit hard.

Then, with two sharp slaps, her bra slipped down. The man kissed her all the way down, pressing her down, her
body arching backward. Then, the man straddled her lap, burying his face in her breasts, sucking hard.

This feeling was unpleasant, exactly what Xiang Wan hated. Although their bodies were very familiar, and
the man could quickly arouse Xiang Wan's desire, this time, she felt disgusted. She didn't want to. She came to
the restroom because she had just remembered the past and wanted to mourn alone there, but this sudden sexual encounter
interrupted her.

The difference between rape and sex is that the former is mostly coercive, while the latter is
mostly enjoyable. Although the outcome is the same, the psychological difference is too great.

What's the difference between this situation and rape? Has anyone ever told you that you can just sleep with a prostitute whenever you want
?

"Let me go!" Xiang Wan roared, struggling.

But the man was already blinded by lust; how could he see the woman's pain? He just
lingered between her breasts, sucking and biting.

Should she call for help? Xiang Wan had just had this thought when

the door was forcibly pulled open.

Chapter Sixteen When Will I

Get My Shirt Back 3 Xiang Wan thought that a security guard or something would come; even if she used her toes, she never expected this person to come.
The first time they met, they were naked; the second time they met, this happened again.

Embarrassing, Xiang Wan simply closed her eyes tightly; she was burying her head in the sand this time.

Ning Zhirang never imagined the scene inside would be so erotic before he opened the door. He'd come out to sober up, but instead, he heard
a man's low growls and heavy breathing coming from the women's restroom—clearly the sounds of sex. He wondered who was in such
a hurry when he suddenly heard an angry shout of "Let me go!" It was Xiang Wan
's voice; he remembered it clearly.

Without thinking, he rushed in and yanked the door open.

It wasn't the first time he'd seen Xiang Wan's figure, but this time, a man was on top of her, and it
was clearly not consensual. Seeing the look of disappointment on Xiang Wan's face when she recognized him,
he knew he had to intervene!

He yanked the man off Xiang Wan, grabbed him by the collar, and threw him out, quickly
pulling off his suit jacket and covering Xiang Wan with it.

"Who the hell are you?" the man roared. But after recognizing who it was, he sobered up considerably.
He gave an awkward laugh and said, "What a coincidence, President Ning, meeting you here."

It's no wonder Mr. Tang was so humble; Ning Zhirang's company had business dealings with him, and with
the economic , his business relied on the Ning Group's help. He understood immediately from the situation
; no wonder Xiang Wan said she was unavailable. He'd assumed she was on her period, but it turned out she had another guest.

Mr. Tang straightened his clothes and smiled apologetically, "I'm sorry, I didn't know. My
apologies for the intrusion. I'll be going now. Have a good time, President Ning."

Ning Zhirang didn't even look at him, her head bowed as she observed Xiang Wan's ostrich-like demeanor.

Seeing this, Mr. Tang knew he wasn't welcome and decided it was best to leave quickly.

Ning Zhirang turned her back. "Put your clothes on, I'll wait for you outside."

Xiang Wan quickly dressed, also putting on his suit jacket, covering herself completely.
She hesitated for a long time, but still didn't push open the door. If this weren't the restroom and there was food,
Xiang Wan might have stayed forever. After lingering for a while, she finally left. Ning Zhirang stood in front of the sink, his expression
unreadable .

Xiang Wan walked over and quietly said, "Thank you. You weren't wrong, I am a prostitute."

Ning Zhirang smiled and stubbed out his cigarette. "Didn't you say you didn't know me? Really, you don't?"

Xiang Wan was a little angry at his words. Hadn't he just said he didn't know her? Why was he
bringing it up now?

Anger aside, Xiang Wan had been taught since childhood that you should be grateful when someone helps you, so she
didn't argue with him. She said softly, "If I don't know your name, even if we've met, it doesn't mean I know you, right?"

Ning Zhirang nodded and extended his hand. "Hello, I'm Ning Zhirang."

Xiang Wan hadn't expected him to do this. She hesitated for a moment before extending her hand and shaking his.

"So you're Xiang Wan."

"Am I that famous?"

Ning Zhirang nodded. "Don't you know you're very famous?"

Indeed, she was very famous. A woman can be alluring, charming, innocent, or sexy. She was
the most famous hostess in K City, working as a prostitute, and she took all kinds of clients. She didn't feel like she was degrading herself; she just
knew it was her way out. A helpless woman, forced into prostitution by the underworld, might as well go
all the way.

Some people are born with an air of nobility; even if you're buried or fallen, that quality remains. Like
Zhu Yuanzhang, a beggar—it was just a status.

Xiang Wan was like that. She had once been so privileged, so she was proud. Even in this state, she still
had her dignity, which she couldn't give up. So, in front of men, she wasn't just alluring, but also proud, like
a peacock that might bite if it was unhappy.

Therefore, when facing Ning Zhirang, two people with similar auras, a clash was inevitable.

"Actually, you're quite famous too. Gossip magazine covers are always showing you embracing some female star in an ambiguous way."

Ning Zhirang stroked her chin. "You seem to care about me quite a bit.

" Xiang Wan sneered. "I hope this unscrupulous businessman doesn't have a good ending."

Ning Zhirang laughed, "Hey, when are you going to return my shirt?"

Xiang Wan frowned. "You're so rich, why would you care about a shirt?"

Ning Zhirang nodded cooperatively.

Actually, everyone could see that he didn't really want the shirt; it was just an excuse to continue seeing her. He
found this little woman in front of him quite interesting.

Xiang Wan felt guilty; he had helped her twice, so she couldn't be too harsh. She said, "Wait, I'll give it to
you in a few days. I sent it to the dry cleaners."

Ning Zhirang added, "My shirt has to be washed with water!"

Xiang Wan frowned. "You're really fussy!"

"What?"

Xiang Wan smiled. "Nothing, I just said your shirt material is really nice!"

This woman was indeed interesting. Actually, he had heard what she said and was deliberately teasing her. Her answer
didn't disappoint him. Interesting, very interesting.

Chapter Seventeen: What's Left After Turning Off the Lights? 1.

Good looks, good figure, good temperament, absent-mindedness, and wealth = a good man.

Does that equal a good man? Of course not!

Therefore, Ning Zhirang cannot be categorized as a good man, for a simple reason. First, his
meetings . Second, he helped Xiang Wan twice.

Heh, you might say, how is that not a good man? Does refusing to help someone in distress make a good man?

Of course not. If it were just that, it would be fine, but the most fatal thing is that this man smiled, a clearly
malicious smile
. Xiang Wan's eyesight, whether nearsighted or weak, made her think he was being sarcastic and mocking.

So her impression of him worsened!

Ning Zhirang stared at her. He was looking at her because she kept staring at him, her gaze like someone buying pork,
picking and choosing, and even trying to haggle!

"What are you looking at?!"

Ning Zhirang smiled bitterly. See? Women aren't to be trifled with; she's biting you back now!

"Aren't you going back? You're the main character."

Ning Zhirang gestured politely, "Let's go together."

They were startled when they pushed open the door to the private room. It was pitch black inside, with music and
the laughter of men and women mingling together.

Ning Zhirang paused for a moment, then went to press the switch beside him.

Instantly, it was as bright as day.

He gasped. This scene was too, too erotic!

Men and women, in different places, were enacting the same drama.

At one end of the sofa, President Fei was half-reclined, surrounded by three women. One woman
rubbed against his upper body, and he naturally, out of "politeness," grasped and played with her breasts. Another woman buried her
face in his, biting his lips, their tongues intertwined tightly. The third woman was lying on
the man's lower body, her hands already skillfully unbuckled his belt and reached inside to caress his genitals
.

The men were naturally enjoying themselves, groaning and moaning, wishing they could pin all three women down and have
a real human pyramid.

On the other side, President Qi and his two assistants had a woman pinned to the ground.

The woman was already scantily clad, and now she was practically naked. One man used his erection,
through her pants, to rub her vulva, wishing he could penetrate her through the three layers of fabric. The other man
lowered his head to lick and kiss the woman's waist, his tongue tracing her curves with practiced circles. The woman's most exquisite
breasts were naturally being ravaged by President Qi.

Xiang Wan was already used to this, but Ning Zhirang, a grown man, blushed and coughed a few times.

The couples who were making love then realized the lights were on, the game was over, and they got up and dressed.

Xiang Wan couldn't help but chuckle at Ning Zhirang's expression. She whispered in his ear, "This is a
popular . After the lights are turned off, you can do whatever you want before the music stops, as long as you
catch someone. And, no matter if you catch a man or a woman, you have to kiss them!"

Ning Zhirang glanced at her. "You've played it too?"

"Guess?"

Who knows! Ning Zhirang thought to himself.

Seeing the main characters return, President Fei quickly came over and smiled, "You two are back! Let's play together. Don't be
shy, President Ning!"

President Qi chimed in, "Exactly! Just for fun."

Ning Zhirang was pulled to sit on the sofa. Ten people sat around the table.

One of the women explained, "This game is simple. You spin a spoon, and
whoever loses out on the romance and has to guard the light. As soon as the song stops, you have to turn the light on immediately. The game ends when the light is on.
The others can do whatever they want when the music starts again, regardless of gender. Got it? Let's begin!"

Xiang Wan tugged at Ning Zhirang's sleeve and whispered, "You really want to play?"

Ning Zhirang mimicked her, "Guess?"

"Who knows!" Unlike Ning Zhirang, Xiang Wan shouted directly.

Was this a tacit understanding? Ning Zhirang smiled. While he was lost in thought, the room went dark, and loud
music started playing.

Chapter 18 What's Left After the Lights Are Off 2

Xiang Wan had already found a hiding place, so as soon as the music started, she ran away.

The two potted plants in the corner were just the right height for one person, easily blocking Xiang Wan's view. She buryed her head in the sand again
, squatting behind them and refusing to come out.

Ning Zhirang felt a hand constantly grabbing at his clothes, and someone was trying to pin him down
. Taking advantage of the moment before he was restrained, he ran away, finding a place to bury his head in the sand as well.

When Ning Zhirang crawled inside, he felt strange. Why
did
he crawl inside? The space behind the potted plants in the corner was originally quite wide, how did it suddenly become narrow? As he was thinking, his hands suddenly touched two soft, smooth things, with an excellent feel. Realizing what they were, he jerked his hands back, instinctively
wanting to scream, but two hands had already firmly covered his mouth.

"Damn it!" Xiang Wan cursed. He was the one being touched, what was he supposed to yell for? Luckily, he covered her mouth,
otherwise, what if it attracted more people?

However, with these two squatting on the ground, and with this back-and-forth pulling and tugging, balance was
naturally out of the question.

Xiang Wan felt a massive object press down on her, and then a pair of warm, moist lips sealed her
mouth.

Meanwhile, Mr. Fei and Mr. Qi, both regulars at the Epang Palace, were only in their early thirties
but had been navigating the world of pleasure for over a decade. They understood the nuances of the game
perfectly . Hearing a noise from the corner, their keen sense of smell immediately confirmed that Xiang Wan was
there.

Even if they wanted to kiss or hug Ning Zhirang, it would be difficult. Such a beauty was right in
front of couldn't have her—how frustrating! So, taking advantage of the moment, and while it was just a game, they both
instinctively rushed towards the potted plant in the corner. The

way Xiang Wan and Ning Zhirang fell was undeniably strange; it was impossible not to be surprised. Only their heads overlapped; their bodies were completely unaffected, and their mouths were like two magnets, one the south pole and the other the north pole, tightly drawn together. 　　There was no magic that brought their lips together; it was just that one of them suddenly didn't want to pull away, lingering on those soft , fragrant lips. 　　Could this even be considered a kiss? Even though Xiang Wan kissed as often as she ate, she still couldn't tell if this was a kiss. There should be two necessary conditions for kissing someone: first, of course, it must be because of love, which she ruled out. Second, naturally, it must be sex, a simple physiological reaction. But the strange thing was, she couldn't feel it; it wasn't love, and it had nothing to do with sex. So what should they call this mouth-to-mouth contact? 　　As she wondered, she suddenly felt a pair of hands caressing her inner thighs, slowly approaching her private parts. And it seemed to be moving past her underwear. 　　Just as Xiang Wan was about to struggle, she felt a weight on her, and her skirt was lifted from below, pushed up to her shoulders, exposing her entire lower body. 　　Her figure was undeniably stunning; her slender waist was irresistible, and her long, shapely legs were the most alluring feature. Her full, rounded breasts were irresistible, making one reluctant to let go once held. How could a woman with such a beautiful face and figure not be the top performer? 　　Her bra was pushed up, revealing half of her rounded breasts, one nipple already peeking out, the other still half-hidden . The man kissed her without hesitation, sucking and licking, the other breast frolicking and playing in his hands. But that wasn't enough. His body grew increasingly hot, and mere sucking was no longer satisfying him ; he bit down hard. 　　Xiang Wan winced in pain and bit back hard. Of course, she wouldn't bite herself; Ning Zhirang's tongue was still in her mouth, so Ning Zhirang was the one who suffered. 　　However, she clearly forgot that there was an even more dangerous man beside her. While she was biting, the man had already successfully overcome the underwear and spread her legs apart. Xiang Wan felt something warm and soft. 　　The man had actually kissed her lower body, his tongue lingering at the entrance to her genitals. 　　My God! What was this? In her two years in the industry, this was the first time she'd ever done this. She struggled, twisting her waist , trying to get rid of the two men on top of her. But when men take from you, such twisting only becomes a catalyst for lust. 　　The men became even more unrestrained, one biting and the other licking—how incredibly erotic! 　　At this moment, Xiang Wan only prayed that the music would stop quickly and the lights would come on. 　　But the music stopped, and the lights weren't working. Why weren't they on? 　　Actually, the person responsible for turning on the lights had already conspired with Boss Fei and Boss Qi. He had his ears perked up, and when he heard his boss's panting, he knew he had succeeded, so he hadn't turned on the lights even after the music stopped. 　　This put Xiang Wan in a difficult position, struggling to get rid of the two men on top of her while simultaneously kissing the man who had started it. Unable to shake off the man on top of her, she became even more brazen. She was frantic; this was unsafe and unhygienic. So she scratched hard, injuring Ning Zhirang's handsome face . Ning Zhirang winced in pain, forcefully pushing her away and withdrawing his tongue. 　　The mountain above her head was gone, but the two mountains on her body remained. After a while of rubbing together, the two men, as if by prior arrangement, left simultaneously. 　　Finally feeling relieved, Xiang Wan quickly straightened her clothes before the lights came on.

The skirt had just fallen down when the lights came on, perfectly timed, as if rehearsed many times, everything returned to normal.

However, two people were still passionately kissing, Ning Zhirang's secretary and one of Fei's assistants. Two
men, embracing and kissing, and it was an absolutely passionate kiss.

Everyone looked at each other, dumbfounded!

The lights came on, and the two people who were lost in the moment seemed to come to their senses, releasing each other's lips. After realizing that
they had kissed a man, they almost simultaneously rushed out the door.

"Ugh ugh ugh..."

Chapter Nineteen: Will You Buy Me Birth Control Pills?

Xiang Wan's guess was indeed correct; the girls who came in later were really good drinkers.

Even if you've been a seasoned drinker for decades, you can't compete with these girls who drink like water, taking turns getting you drunk.
They knew Ning Zhirang was Xiang Wan's guest, so they didn't make things difficult for him. The remaining two bosses were quickly
drunk by them, hugging vases and calling out "beauties."

After drinking like that, they were pretty much done.

Mr. Fei's assistant paid the bill. It was a meal costing tens of thousands of yuan, but since the deal was done,
it was worth it even if it cost millions.

Drinks are expensive in places like this, and these people were drinking thousands of yuan worth of alcohol like it was water. But
they didn't even flinch when paying the bill; it was company money, so why not use it?

Logically, Xiang Wan and her group had booked the whole place, so it was normal for them to go with them. However, the two
bosses were so drunk they were practically incapacitated. Even if ten celestial beings were in their arms, they wouldn't be able to stand. They could
n't even stand up straight, and several company assistants had to support them as they left.

Ning Zhirang hadn't drunk much, so he drove himself and sent his secretary home.

"Get in the car!"

Xiang Wan hesitated for a moment, then laughed, "Why should I get in the car? You should go now; I need to get back to work!"

Ning Zhirang grabbed her arm. "Don't try to fool me. You've been booked today; you can't go back to working.
Get in the car!"

Xiang Wan glared at him, then got in and slammed the door shut.

Ning Zhirang got into the car and asked, "Where to?"

Xiang Wan turned her head, looked out the window, and casually said, "The nearest hotel."

Her voice was always sweet and resolute, and this time, it clearly stunned both of them.

This was definitely an occupational hazard; when she was working as a prostitute, she always went to the nearest hotel to finish
quickly . So she said it naturally, but regretted it as soon as she said it. He wasn't just any man
; he was Ning Zhirang! How could she say something like that to him?

Ning Zhirang wanted to laugh, but seeing her expression of wanting to bang her head against the wall, he held back. "Um, I meant to
ask you where you live. I'll take you home; I didn't mean anything else."

Of course I know; it was just a slip of the tongue! Xiang Wan rolled her eyes at him and then casually gave him an
address .

Ning Zhirang silently drove, the two of them so close, yet so far apart.
Much later, Ning Zhirang held Xiang Wan's hand. "You see," he said, "if I had grabbed you like that back then, wouldn't
there have been so many misunderstandings?"

As they passed a 24-hour convenience store, Xiang Wan hurriedly said, "Stop the car!"

The car had been quiet, but her shout startled him, causing him to brake sharply and both of them to lurch forward
.

Xiang Wan glared at him again, then played a cat-and-mouse game with the car door, refusing to open it no matter what she did.

Ning Zhirang spoke up, "What do you need? I'll go buy it for you. Just wait in the car."

Xiang Wan, still struggling with the door, vented her anger on him when he asked,
"Birth control pills, are you going to buy them for me?"

Ning Zhirang laughed, "Okay, how many do you want?"

What kind of talk was that? Did he even know what birth control pills were for, or how many he wanted? Did he think he was buying candy?

"Buy me the exact amount an elephant eats!" she said, still annoyed.

Ning Zhirang wasn't bothered, opened the door, and got out.

Bullying! Why did he get to open it so easily? This car really was bullying newcomers! Enraged, Xiang Wan kicked the shoe
a few times, but with a crisp crack, the heel broke.
What bad luck! Misfortune never comes singly; everything seems to fall apart.

Oh well, if it's broken, it's broken. Might as well

wear it flat. When you're down on your luck, no amount of instant noodles will help. The heel of the other shoe broke so easily,
but this one wouldn't break no matter how much she kicked it. Pulling, tugging, chopping—Xiang Wan almost bit it—but the heel
remained firmly in place. Xiang Wan cursed, "At a time like this, why are you trying to be a hero, fighting me like this!"

Fine, fine, she gave up completely. She'd just have to go barefoot!

Ning Zhirang wandered around the convenience store several times, too embarrassed to ask where the birth control pills were. It was like
being in a maze; no matter what he did, he couldn't find the switch labeled "birth control pills." This feeling
was somewhat mysterious, just like the feeling he had towards Xiang Wan.

Like looking at flowers through fog, what you see isn't necessarily the truth. He knew absolutely
nothing . He only knew her name was Xiang Wan and that she was the most popular young lady in the Epang Palace. Everything else? All questions.

Frustrated, he had no choice but to ask the cashier.

The cashier glanced at the injury on his face and naturally connected it to the failed attempt at sex in bed. She

grinned and took a box from the shelf behind her.

No wonder he couldn't find it; it was a place where everyone had to know what you bought. Ning Zhirang's face
immediately burned.

Don't misunderstand, it wasn't because he was shy. He was a grown man, after all, and had experienced those things... His
face was completely scratched by Xiang Wan, and now it hurt.

Ning Zhirang thought for a moment and then said, "Do you have any band-aids? Give me a few more."

The cashier packed up everything he wanted and handed it to him, smiling, "Take care of yourself, sir!"

These words made Ning Zhirang sweat profusely. It was too ambiguous. He and she were innocent!

Chapter Twenty: Whose Bed Did I Wake Up From? It was

a midsummer night, even in the early hours of the morning, the wind was warm; it was a
night where you absolutely couldn't fall asleep without air conditioning.

But Xiang Wan felt cold. She had always felt cold, ever since that afternoon when she witnessed the destruction of her family.
She never felt warmth again. She

was still wearing Ning Zhirang's coat, which smelled faintly of tobacco and perfume. She pulled the coat tighter and
stood by the roadside waiting for a car.

She was somewhat annoyed; she had just randomly given him a place, only to find out upon arrival that it was Li Tiange's
apartment —the apartment where they had made love.

No wonder Ning Zhirang's expression changed when he heard the address. This was also
where they had first met. Xiang Wan had deliberately concealed it; she didn't want him to know where she lived, she didn't want any more contact with him
. She was already troubled enough; Li Tiange alone could kill her, and adding Ning Zhirang would
send her straight to hell, never to be reincarnated.

Fortunately, the area was bustling enough that even at midnight, it wasn't difficult to hail a taxi.

She limped a few steps; the difference was too great. One of her twelve-centimeter heels was intact,
the other broken—how could she walk like this? She simply went barefoot.

She turned on all the lights in the room, threw away her awful high heels, and started
undressing Just as she reached the bathroom door, she turned back and rummaged through her bag for the birth control pills.

Even though they were bad for her, she had no choice but to take them; what could she do when an unexpected
situation ? Only after taking the pills did she feel at ease. Without closing the door, she turned on the water and started showering.

She disliked enclosed spaces, so she never closed her bedroom door when she slept, and the same
went for the bathroom. Enclosed spaces suffocated her, as if she were back in that dark , sunless room.

She showered for a full hour, her skin already red from washing. She wanted to clean
herself ; since no one cared for her anymore, she would care for herself.

Her hair was half-dry, with occasional water droplets wetting her pajamas.

The hairdryer whirred, and after a few haphazard strokes, her once smooth hair became a
mess . She simply ignored it and continued drying.

Her hair was very long, and it had always been her most treasured possession. The maid was always very careful
when , but she still hurt her sometimes. She was a bit delicate, and even the slightest pain would make her cry out in agony.
Only when someone was blow-drying her hair did she remain quiet.

His hands would run through her long hair, layer by layer, from root to tip, he was very meticulous. His
earnestness was almost comical.

She would look at him in the mirror and smile quietly.

Every time, he would frown and ask her, "What are you smiling about?"

She would just keep smiling foolishly, and after a long while, she would say, "Your hands are so beautiful. Only when you blow-dry my hair do I not feel
the pain. Mu Xi, will you blow-dry my hair every day from now on?"

Xiang Wan stared at the mirror for a long time, then suddenly laughed, a self-deprecating laugh. "Mu Xi, Mu Xi,
you'll never blow-dry my hair in this lifetime, will you? In this lifetime, who could be better to me than you?"

She stopped blow-drying, climbed into bed, and fell into a deep sleep. She was tired, both physically and mentally exhausted.

She slept so soundly that she didn't even dream. The nightmare that had been haunting her for so long
hadn't come to bother her today. She hadn't slept so sweetly in a long time. Before, she could only fall asleep and
avoid nightmares with medication.

Xiang Wan looked around and suddenly felt something was wrong. Yesterday, she was definitely sleeping in her own apartment. Her
room was light green, but the room she was in now was black and white!

She rubbed her eyes, making sure she wasn't seeing things. So where was she?

"You're awake?"

Xiang Wan was startled by the sudden voice, followed by fear, then composure, and finally, alluring charm.
But her charm always carried a hint of disdain, making it clear that she
looked down on him, even though she was flirting with him.

He had seen all her changes and had already expected them. He sat down
beside .

Xiang Wan suddenly understood. There was a reason she was sleeping so soundly; she had clearly been drugged and brought
here, and the person who brought her here was Li Tiange. It seemed they had only met recently, so why would he bring her
here ?

In short, she realized one thing: she had hit the jackpot today, and this bad luck was truly extraordinary!

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