[Couple Detective Agency (Cuckolding Novel)] Two additional chapters released after Dragon Boat Festival (9, 10)

Author: yyhnxx
First published: Yes
Published on 2015/6/23
Word count: 12257

Foreword: After reading everyone's comments, it seems that everyone's opinions are surprisingly consistent. They all feel
that Qini fell for him a little too early. Regarding this issue, I actually left a foreshadowing. According to the timeline, the two divorced for 1
year, plus the 4 months he went to the United States after confirming his relationship with Sun Haoran, so the two have actually been separated for more than 1 year.
This logic should not be a problem. As for the plot of her in bed with Sun Haoran, I will use
a flashback to explain these things in the later plot. The reason for entering it this way is mainly because I feel that the foreshadowing is a bit too long
and affects the overall rhythm. If everyone cannot accept it, I will make some revisions later.

By the way: It seems that there are two. I just entered the other one and I couldn't enter it. I thought my account was
hacked .

(IX)

I opened the first folder. The time on it showed that it was the third day after I left, January 11.

"No!" came Qini's voice from inside. "Haoran, don't do this."

"Please, Qini, I'm suffocating." It was Sun Haoran. In the video, Sun Haoran had Qini pinned against
the cabinet by the bedroom entrance, kissing her all over and groping her body. Qini was struggling.

"Haoran, stop." Qini's struggles were a genuine rejection: "I don't want to be here." "Is it because of him?" Sun Haoran asked,

a hint of jealousy in his voice.

Qini was silent for a moment: "At least he was hurt so badly, but I... I can't get over this psychologically."

"Why?!" Sun Haoran was annoyed: "You're divorced, you should each have your own lives!
Is he still harassing you?"

Qini shook her head: "No. Haoran, don't force me." Sun Haoran stood there for a while, then turned and left
. The sound of the door slamming shut echoed in the video. Qini stood there blankly, then slowly slid down against the cabinet,
squatting at the bedroom doorway, tears streaming down her face.

Watching this scene, my fists clenched tightly.

The second folder contained images from a week later, taken in the living room, showing the two embracing, kissing, and caressing. Sun Haoran again
tried to undress Qini, who struggled, and the two parted on bad terms.

Five consecutive folders contained either Qini being recorded on the phone or scenes of the two insisting on their own way, but Qini
consistently refused. Finally, Sun Haoran erupted in fury: "I knew it! You can't forget him! I
just don't understand, what is it about him that makes you so obsessed?! Young? Rich? Successful? Or is he
more sexually capable than me?!"

"Sun Haoran, that's enough!" Qini also snapped: "What do you take me for?! I'm your
girlfriend , but please respect me! Leave."

Qini's unprecedented coldness made Sun Haoran panic: "I'm sorry, Qini, I... I lost my mind."

"Leave. I need some peace and quiet." Sun Haoran stood up slumpedly, turned and took a few steps, then
suddenly , turned back, and a strange ferocity flashed across his face: "No, I won't leave."

"What are you doing?" Qini looked at his expression, somewhat flustered.

"I won't leave. You're mine, you're mine, I will never let go." Sun Haoran murmured: "I
want you to belong only to me!" He suddenly lunged at Qini.

"Ah—! Sun Haoran, what are you doing?! Let me go, let me go!" Qini struggled in terror,
but this time, Sun Haoran, who had never used force against her before, was exceptionally strong. He straddled Qini, forcefully
grabbing her hands with one hand and lifting them above her head, while the other hand reached into her sweater and yanked hard, forcibly
pulling out her bra. Qini twisted her legs desperately, but she was no match for the beast-like Sun Haoran
. She could only watch helplessly as her belt was untied and her pants were pulled down.

"Aren't you happy being with me, huh?!" Sun Haoran continued to undo his pants, still holding Qini's
hands in place. "When haven't you been enjoying yourself to the point of ecstasy every time? When haven't you
been sitting on me wantonly every time? Now what are you pretending to be, this lady, this saintly figure?!"

"Sun Haoran, let me go!" Qini cried angrily.

"Let you go?" Sun Haoran sneered. "I'll let you go, the moment you willingly align your cunt with my
cock ." On the living room sofa, Sun Haoran's pants were still pulled up to his ankles, his bare buttocks
pressed between Qini's legs, moving up and down forcefully. Qini was still wearing a sweater on top, her lower body naked, her legs spread wide,
her body trembling with Sun Haoran's thrusts.

"Does it feel good, hmm? If it feels good, moan." Sun Haoran said wickedly, thrusting harder while looking at Qini.

Qini stubbornly turned her head to the side, refusing to look at him, but with another deep, forceful, and precise
thrust , her clenched teeth could no longer hold, and she opened them. Sun Haoran, who had been watching her, seized the opportunity to kiss her,
his tongue probing into Qini's mouth.

On the screen, Qini instantly succumbed, tightly holding Sun Haoran's tongue in her mouth, hugging him, her legs
wrapped around his waist, seemingly trying to forcefully pull him into her body. Sun Haoran groaned, his bare buttocks heaving with high and fierce
force . Soon, he was thrusting into Qini so hard she couldn't keep his tongue in her mouth. A
soft moan escaped her lips as she cried out, "Ah—!" She couldn't close her mouth again.

"Do you like it? Hmm?" Sun Haoran's hands mercilessly kneaded Qini's breasts as he half-squatted, thrusting in and out of
her body. "Do you like my cock going in so hard in your cunt? Hmm? Tell me!"

"I...I like it...ah..." Qini was already lost in the moment.

"Then why have you rejected me time and time again?" Sun Haoran said smugly. "Today I'm going to make you
go wild!" He hugged Qini and leaned back. "Come on, if you like it, ride it yourself." Qini gasped,
deeply enveloping Sun Haoran's cock in her mouth, swallowing and grinding...

I closed my eyes, shut down the video, and dared not open the rest of the videos. Perhaps, these would all be videos
like this . I sat quietly for a while, then casually opened another folder.

Sure enough, they were still having sex. This time, Sun Haoran seemed to be holding something in his hand.

"No...don't film." Qini was a little panicked.

"Don't be afraid, baby, this is a memento of our youth. Next time, we'll watch the old videos while we do it." I
saw clearly that Sun Haoran was holding a GoPro. That bastard, he even came up with some fancy tricks.

The door clicked open, and I quickly closed all the files.

"Huh, didn't I lock the door?" The door opened, and Qini's voice came through.

"You probably forgot." Sun Haoran's voice followed. The two of them walked in, and I saw the room full of
equipment boxes, and then me sitting behind the computer desk.

"You're back?" I wasn't sure if there was a hint of surprise in Qini's voice that only I could hear
.

"Li... Brother Li." Sun Haoran stammered as he greeted me.

I didn't speak, just nodded to them, which made them a little embarrassed.

"You should go back now." Qini turned to Sun Haoran and said.

"Ah, this..." "Go back, be good." Qini kissed him on the lips. He could only
greet me again, close the door, and leave.

"When did you get back? Have you eaten?" She came over, rolled up her sleeves, and began to skillfully
pack her things. This scene, which used to be so ordinary, now made my eyes blur.

"Don't bother, I'll pack up later." I stood up and walked to her, stopping her. "I want to see my parents and child
tomorrow . Can you come with me?" Qini stood up, smoothed her disheveled hair, and
nodded. Because of safety concerns in this industry, we bought a detached villa in Nanjing for our parents to live in,
leaving our daughter with them, so we rarely had time to visit. We also kept our divorce a secret from them.

The next day, we drove to Nanjing. All day, our daughter excitedly screamed and ran around, and
my heart was unusually calm. When I turned to look at Qini, her eyes were red. That night, we stayed
in Suzhou. Because of our stay, our daughter didn't go to sleep until very late.

Seeing that she and her mother were both sound asleep, I gently lifted the covers and went to the rooftop of the villa. It was clear that
the four elderly people had put a lot of thought into decorating and maintaining the rooftop platform, which was filled with flowers and plants. I lit
a cigarette, took a deep drag, and gazed blankly at the countless twinkling stars above.

"Try to smoke less," came Qini's voice from behind.

"Why are you awake?" I looked at Qini, who was wearing a silk robe.

"I wasn't asleep at all." She walked to my side, leaning against the railing. "What about you? Why can't you sleep?"

"I'm wondering if all these years in this line of work have been worth it." I sighed deeply. "The debt
is getting smaller, but the most precious things are gone forever." My words silenced Qini. After a while,
she came over and hugged me from behind, gently resting her head on my back. "I'm sorry, if
it weren't for my family..."

"The past is the past," I interrupted her, turning around and gently embracing her. "
I've been thinking about something since I went to America."

"Hmm?" Qini buried her face in my chest, her arms tightly around my waist, as if afraid I would suddenly disappear.

"The cases we're taking on are getting more and more dangerous." I tried to control my trembling voice. "You
shouldn't get involved anymore." I took a deep breath and gritted my teeth. "I can see that Sun Haoran really cares about you.

After we go back this time, you should back out."

Qini looked up at me with teary eyes. "I won't!"

"Don't be silly. There's no need for both of us to get involved. What if I'm gone one day? The child will still depend on you
..." Before I could finish speaking, Qini covered my mouth with hers. She kissed me deeply and forcefully, as if she had used
all her strength to kiss me. I responded to her passionately. The long-lost passion
ignited like a haystack suddenly burning fiercely. On this star-studded night, on the rooftop terrace of our home, I hurriedly lifted
the hem of her silk nightgown. Before I could even completely pull down her
panties . She was wet very quickly, almost overflowing after only a few thrusts. I loved her passionately, and she
responded with equal fervor. Perhaps it was a final act for both of us, as we threw ourselves wholeheartedly into this love affair,
indulging and letting go entirely. She climaxed again and again, and I ejaculated into her body time and time again, until
we were utterly exhausted, as if drained of every last drop of semen.

Back in Shanghai, we finally truly let go of each other. Qini began packing her belongings, preparing
to move in with Sun Haoran, which delighted him.

That day, Qini finally finished packing her last few personal items, ready to officially move out.

"All packed." I thought I had let go, but even now, a pang of pain lingered in my heart.

"Mm." Qini nodded silently.

"Is he waiting for you downstairs?" She nodded again.

"Be happy. Don't worry me." My voice was hoarse. Qini suddenly rushed up and kissed me fiercely
again , for a long time.

"You must also be careful, for the sake of us, mother and child." Her voice was also somewhat hoarse.

I nodded with tears in my eyes. Then I watched her pick up her bag from the floor and walk out of the room. Watching her retreating figure,
I felt as if the last bit of energy had been drained from my body, and I could barely stand. But why did she stop
, and why was she retreating step by step in terror?

"Hehehe, long time no see, Mr. Wan. Ah, no, perhaps I should call you Mr. Li now." A fat
face appeared from behind my wife.

My head buzzed—it was Fatty Liu! He was grabbing
Yu Xiaoman , and brandishing a pistol in the other. Sun Haoran, in front of the pistol, was trembling with fear. I desperately tried to
calm myself down. My gun was under the desk, and there was no time to retrieve it.

"How did Chairman Liu find my humble abode?" My brain raced, searching for a
solution .

"That's too easy." Fatty Liu grinned maliciously, pointing his pistol at Yu Xiaoman, whose face was deathly pale beside him. "I
found this bitch first, then called your agent and used my cute little darling to pry his mouth open."
"What about Lao Wang?" I asked, startled. Lao Wang was my agent.

"Of course he's dead. Hehehe!" Fatty Liu's laughter was chilling. "Everyone around you is going to die, all of them are going to
die!" "Damn it!" My fists clenched tightly. "Chairman Liu, our feud doesn't seem to have reached this point of
life and death does it?" "Not life and death?" Fatty Liu gritted his teeth. "This bitch, she swindled me out
of over 70 million, and then she told Liu Heizi about me sleeping with someone else's wife." "Liu Heizi?" I didn't...
"This man's impression," Yu Xiaoman asked, looking at him questioningly.

"He was blinded by lust!" Yu Xiaoman said bitterly. "He slept with other men's wives
, including the mistress of a Chengdu underworld boss. He got caught, and now he's ruined, and his company is bankrupt."

"If it weren't for you, you bitch, reporting him, how would Liu Heizi have found out?" Liu Pangzi's face was
contorted

with rage. "Now he's hunting me down all over the world. If I'm finished, you won't survive either!!" "What does this have to do with us?!" Qini said angrily.

"Shut up!" Liu Pangzi pointed his gun at her. "If it weren't for you and this bitch setting me up, how could I have
..."

"Um... Mr. Liu... I have nothing to do with this." Sun Haoran's voice trembled.

"I! Said! Shut! Up!" Liu Pangzi fired a shot into the air with a "bang." "You, all of you, get over here!"

"Mr. Liu, what do you want? I can help you escape abroad," I said to Liu Pangzi.

"Escape? Hahahaha!" He burst into laughter. "I used to be able to go wherever I wanted, go abroad whenever I wanted
, and now you're telling me to help me escape? Hahahaha!" He pointed the gun at me. "It's all your fault,
all your fault! I'm going to shoot you dead!" His actions terrified the others, who screamed. Sun Haoran
finally stood up for Qini, showing

some manly courage. "If killing me can lessen your anger," I suddenly realized, finding myself incredibly calm,
more calm than ever before. I slowly stood up and walked to the middle of the living room. "I can take your shot,
but," I pointed behind me, "you have to let them go."

"You want to die?" He seemed puzzled, then realized. "No, no, no, not so easy. I want
you to watch the people around you die one by one. Your manager is already dead. Who's next? Your
assistant, or this bitch who slept with you before?"

I realized he was starting to go crazy, and time was running out.

"Let's start with your assistant then." He laughed maniacally, pointing his gun at Qini. This drove me mad. I
suddenly rushed forward, using my body to block Liu Pangzi's gun. I didn't see behind me. Sun Haoran, who had been standing in front of Qini,
screamed in terror and rolled to the side.

"What are you doing?!" Liu Pangzi was stunned.

"I won't let you shoot my wife." I smiled bitterly, suddenly raising my right hand—it was my
Swiss Army knife. Then his gun fired, and I felt a sharp pain in my chest.

"No—!" Qini's shrill scream came from behind me. I seemed to see Liu Pangzi looking at me in horror,
his hands clutching his throat, blood gushing from between his fingers. I had succeeded, but I had also been shot.

I turned my head with difficulty to look at Qini. Perhaps dying for her was a kind of relief. I smiled, then collapsed
. In my hazy vision, Qini and Yu Xiaoman ran towards me.

"Why is she running towards me?" I even thought of this question before losing consciousness.

This was my second time being hospitalized due to injury. I thought I was going to die, but
when I opened my eyes again like an unkillable cockroach, I knew I had pulled through again.

When I woke up, I was lying in a huge glass box, covered in tubes. The nurse quickly noticed that I had opened
my eyes and ran out happily. After a while, I vaguely heard a knocking sound on the glass. I turned
my head with difficulty and saw three beautiful women weeping with their faces covered in their hands in front of a window: Qini, Yu Xiaoman, and Lan Yanning.

"Damn, how did these three women collide? Is it a collision of planets?" I couldn't bear to look at this
scene , so I passed out again.

When I woke up again, I had been transferred to a regular ward. Qini and Yu Xiaoman were sleeping soundly on either side of my bed
. I hesitated whether to wake them up when the ward door opened, and Lan Yanning came in carrying two lunch boxes.
Seeing my eyes rolling around, she exclaimed in surprise, "You're awake!" Then, Qini and Yu Xiaoman, both looking haggard,
raised their heads.

I was finally able to sit up and eat some porridge. Actually, I could have done it days ago, but an inexplicable
sense of guilt made me pretend to be weak. However, I had roughly learned
what : I stabbed Liu in the throat and he died on the spot. The police were just waiting for me to wake up, take my statement, and close the case.

While I was unconscious, Lan Yanning called me, learned that I had been shot, and rushed to the hospital
and hasn't left since. As for Yu Xiaoman, she was in a worse situation. Before being caught by Liu, she had just discovered that she
had been deceived in love again. What she thought was true love was a complete scam. Happiness not only didn't
come, but she was also cheated out of everything and kicked out. She was practically dead, but
the scene brought her back to life. As for Qini, she only told me in a faint tone that Sun Haoran would never dare
to show his face again, and that she would cling to me for life. This sudden ecstasy almost made my wound reopen and cause me to faint
again .

A month later, I was finally discharged from the hospital. During that time, I tried several times to probe Yu Xiaoman's intentions, but she pitifully
claimed to be penniless and homeless, begging to be taken in. Finally, Qini softened and agreed to let her stay, which
gave me a real headache. Lan Yanning also returned to the airline. Under Qini's cold, ambiguous gaze, I
confessed . Hearing her chilling laugh as she turned away sent shivers down my spine.

Soon, Qini and I discovered that Yu Xiaoman wasn't penniless at all; she had
a backup plan. Only after Qini truly agreed to let her stay did she reveal that she had over 4 million yuan, which she planned to
invest in the company. This surprised and delighted us, as we hadn't conducted any business for over six months.

We quickly moved the company to an apartment building in an old town area. Although the location was a bit out of the way, it
had three floors, and the top floor had a large, independent balcony. More importantly, in case of danger, we could
quickly evacuate from the balcony. I slightly renovated the original coffee shop on the first floor, turning it into the company's reception area and
front desk. I appointed Yu Xiaoman as the reception manager—basically, in charge of reception. I planned to leverage
the resources I'd built up at Blackwater to develop some import/export business related to security equipment. The second floor was the office, and the third floor was
the equipment room and our bedroom. I looked at my new office with confidence. Although paying off the debt was still
a long way off, having hope was always good. Soon, I received my first online order for security equipment.
It wasn't much money, since sensitive equipment couldn't be imported from the US, but at least it was a good start.
I even considered switching to a less risky industry like import/export equipment.

After remarrying Qini, our relationship grew even stronger. We spent almost every day together, sometimes even
during the day Yu Xiaoman was downstairs, we'd be upstairs making love.

One day, I was feeling restless again and pulled my wife into my arms, trying to take off her pants.

"No, don't do it again," my wife said shyly. "Why are you asking for so much now?"

"Haven't you noticed?" I kissed her dazedly. "You're so amazing now, I can't keep up."

"Then why do you want it every day?" my wife retorted.

"You're like a drug, you'll get addicted to men."

"Nonsense," my wife slapped my hand. "Don't do that, Yu Xiaoman will hear.

Didn't you see how strange she looked at us last time?"

"Who told you to shout so loudly?"

"Go away!" my wife blushed. "That's all your fault, it's so embarrassing."

"Come on, let me show you something." My heart skipped a beat, and I grabbed her.

"What naughty stuff are you watching now?" I led her to the equipment room on the third floor, where there was another computer.
I pulled out a 2TB hard drive with a special label, connected it to the computer, and then pulled my wife to sit on my
lap.

"What did you film this time?" My wife blushed.

"Guess." I smiled mischievously and opened the folder.

"So many?" My wife exclaimed when she saw the folder, then noticed the time on it, and understood.
Her face turned even redder, and her breathing became rapid.

"Ah—!" My wife's moan came from the video. On the screen, she was naked, lying on
the windowsill , with Sun Haoran standing behind her, thrusting into her, his hands on her buttocks.

"You...when did you film this?" My wife's face turned a little pale. "

I set it to automatically record before I went to America."

"How did you become even more perverted?" My wife was a little angry and tried to turn off the video.

"No, I haven't even had a chance to watch it yet." I quickly stopped her.

"Don't look!" She covered my eyes.

"You've already enjoyed it, can't I just watch and learn too? Let's see what new techniques these young people have."

"You..." My wife was helpless against me. In the video, her moans,
the slapping sounds of her hips hitting Sun Haoran's lower body, and the wet sounds of the man entering and leaving her body were so clearly heard,
making her a little annoyed, a little ashamed, and a little inexplicably aroused. She felt a warm wetness between her legs.

(To be continued)

(X)

In the equipment room, I made my wife lie on the computer desk, facing the video screen. I lifted her skirt:
"You said you weren't allowed to watch, but you're all wet now." I washed her, and as I spoke, I squeezed into my wife's wet lower body.

"Ah, wife." I praised as I went in and out.

"Hmm- what." My wife groaned softly.

"So good. So comfortable." I felt that although I was very familiar with my wife, I could never get enough of exploring her: "I'm so fascinated by
you."

"Hmm—" In my rhythm, my wife let out suppressed groans.

"Am I better, or is he better?" I suddenly asked.

"Hmm-hmm," she hummed under my probing, but didn't answer.

"Tell me," I thrust hard, making her let out a soft moan, "Who's better?"

"I don't know, ah." She still refused to answer directly.

"So he's better than me then?" I said fiercely, "The revolution is not yet complete, comrades still need to work hard."

I sped up, almost making her lose control of her body.

"And now?" I asked breathlessly.

"Does that matter?" she panted, smoothing her hair, "We're not together anymore."

"I want to know." I leaned over and kissed her hair, "Men all have a competitive heart."

"A perverted heart." She turned her head and glared at me, then lowered her head.

I watched the video. At this moment, Sun Haoran was also having sex with his wife in the same position, except he was on the bed,
and I was at my desk. I relentlessly thrust into my wife's body, as if I were competing with Sun Haoran.

"Why don't you lift your head?" My hands reached out from under her, grasping her drooping breasts in
my hands. Her nipples bounced in my hands as I moved back and forth.

"Mmm—" she whimpered.

"Lift your head and see, feel it, let's see who's better." I said to her.

"Are you done yet?!" she snapped, annoyed. But I interrupted her again with a forceful thrust…

From that day on, it seemed I'd discovered a fun game. I started enjoying having sex with her while watching a video of my wife having
sex , and she gradually went from accepting it to slowly getting used to it.

"Ah—, husband." My wife sat on top of me, her lower body swallowing my penis.

"Is it good?" I gripped her waist tightly.

"Good…so good…" her eyes were glazed.

"Who makes you feel better?"

"Husband, it's my husband." She was used to me asking her these questions during sex.

"Did he contact you afterward?" I asked, thrusting harder.

She hesitated.

"Hmm—!"

"I looked, I looked." Her voice was almost inaudible.

"What did you want?" I cupped her ample buttocks in my hands, stroking them as I moved.

"I want...I want to make up with you." She braced herself against my shoulders, her large breasts bouncing erratically
.

"Didn't want to do it with you again?" I grasped her bouncing breasts, pinching her nipples lightly.

"Ah—!" she cried softly.

"Hmm? Did you?" I applied more pressure, carefully controlling the force so as not to hurt her.

"Yes..."

"Then did you give it to him?" I released her nipples, caressing her full breasts.

My wife shook her head.

"Really not?" She still shook her head with her eyes closed.

"Really not? I want to hear the truth!" I hugged her, suddenly stood up, and laid her down on the computer desk,
grabbing her spread ankles and thrusting in hard.

"Ah—!" she cried out, "He gave it to me, he gave it to me." "How did he give it to me?" I didn't expect to actually
get the truth out of her, and my penis got even harder.

"I refused, and he threatened me with... ah... the videos and photos he took..." she cried.

"I'm sorry, baby, I'm sorry." I quickly stopped asking her questions and leaned down to kiss her.

"You bullied me." She sobbed.

"I'm sorry, I'm sorry." I pulled out my penis and hugged her, apologizing profusely.

"Is 'I'm sorry' enough?" She was still crying, "Who pulls out to apologize?" This made me
smile wryly. I quickly straightened my penis, ready to go in again, but she startled me, and it went limp and wouldn't stand up for a long time.

"Perverted husband, you just like seeing your wife cheat on you." My wife glared at me, her eyes filled with tears
, and straightened up, grasping my limp penis. But after hearing her words, I found that it actually perked up a little.

"Is being cheated on exciting?" Her face was red, but there were still tears in her eyes. Then, it
got up a little more.

"You perverted husband," she cursed again, then blushed. "That time he made me go to his
room threatened me with old videos of us having sex." I got up. My wife glanced at it and continued, "I
didn't want to, but I was afraid he'd show them to you, so I..." Her voice trailed off.

"How did he do it to you?" My penis was fully erect.

"Just like that, not even taking off my clothes, only my underwear." My wife looked at my
penis slowly entering her body, biting her lip as she said, "He even made me go to the balcony, wearing a skirt and lying on the balcony."

She closed her eyes, seemingly recalling, "The people downstairs only saw him hugging me from behind, thinking we were just
two people in love. Who would have thought that behind my skirt, I was naked, and he was wearing trousers,
his zipper undone, thrusting into me again and again."

I hadn't expected my wife to have such an experience. My lower body was painfully swollen, and I just wanted to thrust into a deep
hole and release that pent-up lust.

"I didn't want to that day, but I was so wet." My wife, her brows slightly furrowed, endured my
increasingly forceful thrusts as she continued to recount, "At first, afraid of being discovered, he could only go all the way in,
moving in small, gentle strokes, but I couldn't take it anymore. I could feel each thrust bringing out slippery
, sticky fluid, flowing down our joined bodies, stretching long, sticky strands between my legs. I felt
an unprecedented excitement in front of everyone. I helplessly scratched my itchy throat,
trying hard to control myself from screaming, but it was no use. I could see people looking up at this
scene
control myself, and I quickly climaxed, a complete and continuous orgasm. In my excitement, I didn't let him wear a condom, but instead
ejaculated directly inside me, ah—!" She ended her recollection with a long scream.

My wife, with her open heart, possessed a strange kind of wantonness, yet it made us more harmonious—it was truly a strange
thing.

"Did he contact you again afterward?" I asked my wife, hugging her after the climax.

She replied, "He contacted me a few more times, but I resolutely refused."

"Didn't he threaten you again?"

"Yes. I could tell he was a little angry and embarrassed, but I wasn't afraid." She kissed me, "Because I have
a husband who loves me."

"I'm just afraid that guy won't let it go."

"Just ignore him, what can he do? He's a complete coward." I knew my wife was still
bothered by the scene of him avoiding me.

"Those videos and photos will always be a problem if we don't retrieve them."

"Then what should we do? Steal them back?"

I nodded, "The key is to be able to get back into his house and find out where he keeps them."

"You're not going to make me go back to…" My wife's eyes widened.

"Of course not." I quickly said, "I'll figure something out." After straightening my clothes, I went downstairs, only
to see Yu Xiaoman sitting at my desk, swaying as she flipped through a magazine.

Seeing us come down, she rolled her eyes. "Boss, aren't you all a bit too energetic? I heard everything from the first floor in broad
daylight ! Are you trying to stop me from getting any work done? If you don't want me to stay in the company, just say so."

The commotion earlier had indeed been a bit loud, which made her quite embarrassed. Qini, who was following behind me, blushed
and ran upstairs.

"You're a shareholder too, we don't do things like 'crossing the river and burning the bridge'," I said, trying to appear calm as I
sat down opposite her and lit a cigarette.

"I didn't expect you to be so capable now! Does your back hurt?" Yu Xiaoman's eyes looked strange,
slightly watery. This reminded me of that room, and my heart skipped a beat. It seemed that the gunshot wound I received
had really affected her; it hadn't been long, and she seemed to have truly emerged from the shadow of the past. According to her,
the old Yu Xiaoman was dead; the current Yu Xiaoman was alive, full of hope for life.

However, her occasional remarks, glances, or gestures
always made me uneasy. She always seemed to be making subtle moves when Qini wasn't around, yet she was very
discreet. If you misunderstood, she'd accuse you of having dirty thoughts; if you didn't dare misunderstand, it really felt
ambiguous , which gave me a real headache.

"You've just been discharged from the hospital, you need to be more careful," she said, unusually serious.

"I've been discharged for three months, okay?" I rolled my eyes at her.

"You'll die if you don't get tired of Qini!" she said irritably.

"Yes." I nodded seriously, then chuckled and stood up to go downstairs; it wouldn't do to be alone downstairs
for too long .

"You—!" Yu Xiaoman had finally seen my shamelessness.

But I had to admit, Yu Xiaoman's words did have some truth to them. Lately, I'd been too engrossed in
marital relations, as if trying to make up for a lost year, to the point that I was being somewhat careless about work.

Time to get down to business, I thought.

Starting the next day, I began to give Qini and Yu Xiaoman some basic training. Perhaps it was from then on that I
truly began to regard them as my assistants. At least, if any situation arose, they would have the most basic self-control.
To ensure their skills, based on my experience over the years and the training I received at Blackwater, I compiled a comprehensive training
plan . The training covered a wide range of topics: shooting, basic self-defense techniques, basic physical fitness,
the use of some high-tech surveillance equipment, lock picking, and breaching. For this purpose, I purchased two Sig Sauer P238 rifles, one black and one white, perfect
for the two of them. I knew it was illegal, but my experience of being shot convinced me that
the safest thing to do with a gun is to hold it in your own hand. They never imagined guns could be so cute; after all, the P238 is practically
a women's gun—small, with low recoil, and exquisitely cute. They clearly loved it, so much so that every
week they would drive over 300 kilometers north along G328 to find a deserted, open beach to practice shooting. I
was happy to accompany them. Firstly, I could teach them some special stances and techniques along the way; secondly, accompanying two
beautiful women to the beach was always a pleasant experience. The only regret was that the beach scenery was... well,
let's not dwell on it.

And just like that, another year has passed. That year, my Leishi Technology Company finally got on track.
Each month besides regular loan repayments and expenses, we even had a small surplus. Of course, this included
dividends for Yu Xiaoman as a shareholder. However, for security reasons, there were still only the three of us in the company. That year, Qini
and Yu Xiaoman's relationship progressed rapidly. Women are truly strange creatures; once they get together, they
easily find topics of mutual interest. So much so that later, when there wasn't much business at the company,
I was often the only boss at home, while the two of them would go shopping hand in hand, returning late at night,
shouting yelling with bags full of purchases. I imagine two sexy beauties walking down the street would be a striking
sight, but it didn't cause me any trouble. Once, they even encountered three thugs, only to have their
balls smashed by the two I had specially trained.

This day, I was once again sitting alone, bored, at the reception desk on the first floor, playing on my computer. "Clang!" The doorbell
rang as it opened. I looked up and, wow, the sun must have risen in the west! It was only 3 p.m.,
and the two ladies were already back.

"Ugh, it's so hot! Honey, I need some water." Qini, carrying her handbag, walked in,
wiping ! What's wrong with this year? It's only mid-June, and it's already
this hot."

I obediently went to the water dispenser, poured two glasses of water, and handed them to the two of them. "You call
this hot? If it gets any hotter, you'll be wearing bikinis in public."

These two girls were dressed like they were competing to be the sexiest, making my heart flutter. Yu Xiaoman was wearing a black,
tight-fitting bodycon skirt, so short it looked like it would expose her buttocks if she climbed a few steps up the stairs, paired with black
stockings . She was simply a heartbreaker for any guy. Qini wasn't dressed as revealingly as her; it was a simple sleeveless gray linen
collared top paired with denim shorts and a long cardigan over it. The key was that the linen top was
ultra-thin , vaguely revealing a black bra underneath. Supported by her 36D breasts, it looked like it was about to burst.
Plus, the top was short, revealing a slender waist that could be encircled with one hand. Combined with the tight-fitting stretchy jeans,
it was simply a killer combination! No wonder there have been so many strange people hanging around lately. Should I
be more careful with clothing? I don't want to give myself away when I'm handling cases.

"It's hot anyway, it's so comfortable at home." Yu Xiaoman fanned herself with her hand, seemingly
unable to . From my angle, she was right in front of me. Although she was sitting sideways with her legs
closed, the two straight, pink legs peeking out from under her short skirt, which almost reached her thighs, still made me
take a second look. Yu Xiaoman saw my gaze, and her face flushed slightly. She then placed her hands
between her legs, pressing down on her billowing skirt.

"Damn, she actually blushes." I coughed lightly, feigning composure, but inwardly I was thinking,

"Honey, any orders these days?" Qini finished her water in one gulp, then stood up and poured herself
another glass. "Xiaoman, do you want some more?" Yu Xiaoman shook her head.

"No, no orders this week." I went back to playing my League of Legends game.

"Business hasn't been very good this month." Qini frowned, walked over to me, and rested her hand on my shoulder
as she watched me play.

"It's okay, those few sets of equipment from last month are enough to feed us for months." I continued playing. I was
right. Last month, I received a mysterious order. Although the two sets of equipment ordered were considered sensitive equipment in the US and
prohibited from being sold to China, I managed to get them smoothly shipped back through several countries,
earning over a million yuan in one go.

"It's pretty boring when there's no business," Qini said, taking a sip of water. "And this weather is so hot."
Suddenly snapped her fingers, "How about we go on vacation?"

"Vacation? Now?" I asked, puzzled. "Aren't you going to do business?"

"There's hardly any business anyway," Qini said, her voice rising.
"We haven't had a vacation in ages, let's relax."

"What if we get an order..." I hesitated.

"We take orders online anyway," Qini said, wrapping her arms around my neck from behind, her full, soft breasts
brushing against my back. "Come on, come on. Besides, our wedding anniversary is coming up soon. You haven't given
me a present yet." The wedding anniversary she was referring to was the day we got married, which was indeed
this month.

"Ahem," came Yu Xiaoman's voice from the side, "You two can't treat me like I'm invisible,
flirting without considering the occasion."

"What, are you jealous?" Qini retorted, raising her head and seemingly defiantly rubbing her chest against
the back of my head, almost making me spit out blood.

"Okay, okay, where do you want to go?" I quickly changed the subject; this was definitely a battle of titans, crushing mortals
.

"Hmm—" Qini was pulled back by my question, stood up and thought for a moment, "If we go too far, we won't have enough time;
if we go too close, there's nothing fun. How about we go to Qiandao Lake?"

I considered it for a moment, "That sounds good." "Then move aside.

" Qini excitedly shooed me away and started looking at hotels online. After a while,
"How about this one?"

I walked over. "Tujia Sweetome? Looks pretty good." As I watched her flip through
the photos , I suddenly realized something. "Wait, this is a four-bedroom villa! It's just the two of us.
Why would we need such a big house? Won't it be creepy at night?"

"Who said it's just the two of us?" Qini rolled her eyes at me. "Of course Xiaoman is coming too."

"Why?!" I blurted out, forgetting she was still there. "It's our wedding anniversary... Besides
, someone has to stay at the company."

"Hey, Li." Yu Xiaoman's teeth clenched suddenly came from behind me, making me shudder.

"She's no good staying at the company alone. She might as well come with us. Besides, it's a four-bedroom house,
everyone has their own room, it won't be a problem."

"That's still too big, what a waste. Can't we go to the Sheraton or the InterContinental?" I muttered.

"I don't like crowded places. It feels like we're always in a tourist area, okay?!" Qini
shouted.

"Okay! Tujia Sweeton, booked!" I quickly changed my attitude.

"See, Xiaoman, your boss's wife treats you well, right?" Qini grinned and gave Yu Xiaoman a victory
sign.

Yu Xiaoman rolled her eyes: "Boss's wife, I'm one of the bosses too, okay?" Hearing her words, Qini stood
up, swaying seductively to her side, leaning against her, her hand stroking up and down her chest, her
voice alluring: "So you mean I have to take turns serving you two bosses?"

"Okay, little girl, you'll serve me tonight." Yu Xiaoman lifted her chin.

I felt my nose getting hot, and if I looked any longer, something might come out, so I quickly focused my attention on
the computer: "Then I'll place the order!" I shouted.

"Go ahead." Qini didn't turn around, only staring provocatively at Yu Xiaoman. The two stared at each other, and I felt like I saw
flashes of electricity.

"I'm going to cook a bowl of noodles, who wants some?" I fled in panic.

A few days later, we set off early in our Cayenne. To avoid the crowds, we specifically chose a
Tuesday to depart. We drove along the highway, stopping briefly at a service area in Hangzhou for a quick bite before continuing our journey.
Finally, at 3 PM, we arrived at the Tujia Sweeton Resort Villas located in the Qiandao Lake Country Club.
(To be continued)

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