Han Ling, the flirtatious woman

It's 1:30 AM. I'm standing outside the toilet stall in the bathroom, separated from my wife Han Ling by only one door. Han Ling is currently experiencing an intense orgasm—a hellish experience—the instant her G-spot patch loses power. From this moment on, her urethra will be completely locked shut by the electromagnetic bead, and her vagina will be kept in a state of forced dilation.

I silently walked back to Han Ling's room. I slapped myself hard twice; my mouth tasted slightly sweet. I guess I hit myself too hard, bruising my cheek. But I felt no pain, because my heart was riddled with holes. At this moment, I was no different from a walking corpse.

Just now, as agreed with Wu Peng, I started actively seeking sex from Han Ling after returning home.

Han Ling naturally had no reason to refuse me, and judging from her expression, she couldn't bear to refuse. She tried her best to appear natural and cooperative. But when my penis first entered her body…

The uncontrollable spasms and convulsions shocked me, even though I had prepared myself mentally. I was still surprised that Han Ling's body was so sensitive under the influence of the suppressants.

I could clearly feel that each thrust was unbearable for her; she completely lost control.

But at the time, I don't know what drove me, I held Han Ling down and brutally thrust my hard penis into her. Looking back now, it was probably the aphrodisiac I bought.

Under normal circumstances, how could I bear to ravage Han Ling when she was in so much pain? Thinking back on what just happened, I felt like I was no different from Wu Peng's gang.

Han Ling realized she had lost control, but under my thrusting, she couldn't control her body or vocal cords at all. Even so, Han Ling still tried to push me away before I ejaculated, watching me ejaculate on her flat, white abdomen.

Afterwards, Han Ling began to give me oral sex, not mentioning her earlier outburst, and I didn't press her for details. I didn't want to humiliate her. When my penis became erect again in Han Ling's mouth, she took out a condom. For the next few times we had sex, Han Ling insisted I wear a condom. I didn't refuse; Han Ling clearly didn't want me to see her rambling after her orgasm, and even less did she want me to hear her incoherent ramblings. And it was also the truth… Under the influence of the aphrodisiac, I really did keep my promise to Wu Peng and fucked Han Ling for over three hours.

I ejaculated five times; except for the first time, which landed on Han Ling's stomach, the other four times all went inside the condom.

Even with the aphrodisiac, I still felt a little lightheaded after ejaculating so many times.

Around 1 a.m., Han Ling got up groped around and took out the rechargeable penis that Section Chief Zhang had given her from her bag.

She quietly opened the door and went out. She thought I was asleep, but even though I had ejaculated five times, my mind was in turmoil; how could I sleep? I was just thinking with my eyes closed, so I knew exactly what Han Ling was doing.

After Han Ling left the room, I put on my pajamas and followed her out. In the quiet bathroom at midnight, Han Ling's suppressed moans echoed. She was trying to recharge, but the overly sensitive vagina under the influence of the suppressant couldn't withstand the continuous thrusting. Han Ling couldn't control herself at all. Unless someone forced her to thrust relentlessly, she couldn't maintain a consistent thrusting speed to rub her G-spot with the dildo.

Han Ling tried again and again, failed again and again, and became increasingly anxious until she let out that piercing moan. Her G-spot patch went out of power, releasing a high-intensity current for a final minute before it went out, pushing Han Ling to the brink of orgasm. At the same time, it locked her urethra and dilated her vagina. Now, Han Ling could only orgasm when exposed to semen; otherwise, no matter how much stimulation she received, she would only stay on the verge of orgasm. There's only one situation where she can orgasm without semen: when she feels extremely ashamed, frightened, and experiences unbearable shame. She'll experience multiple orgasms then. In other situations, even slight stimulation can quickly push her to the brink of orgasm, but without semen, it's difficult to achieve one.

From Han Ling's plaintive sighs and moans, I knew she was pushed to an extremely high orgasm threshold during that minute of discharge, but she just couldn't cross that peak; orgasm was so close yet remained elusive.

However, after the discharge ended, the tingling and itching in her urethra, vagina, and anus returned as expected.

This tingling and itching required orgasm to relieve, but even without inhibitors, Han Ling couldn't achieve orgasm through masturbation, let alone under the influence of inhibitors. All

Han Ling could do was endure, endure, and endure some more…

Tonight was a clear night; the moon was round and bright. Most people would feel a sense of warmth looking at this round, plump moon, wouldn't they? But in my eyes, all I saw was a cold, ghastly white… The next day, Han Ling got up early, dressed neatly, kissed me goodbye, and went to work. Shortly after Han Ling left, I received a call from Wu Peng.

“Hey, you were pretty energetic last night, weren’t you? Not bad. Remember our terms. As long as you’re here, you have to have sex with Han Ling like you did last night. If you think that’s too cruel,

you can choose to go back to the city. Then our terms will be over. I’ll keep my promise. Today I’ll arrange for you to watch your wife’s daily work all day! I’ll also send you the password to your wife’s diary on the last day before you go back to the city. As for when you secretly look at it, that’s your business. Hahaha. Let’s go to Han Ling’s bank soon; Section Chief Zhang will arrange it.” Wu Peng hung up after saying that.

I didn’t say a word the whole time; I didn’t want to say anything, and I didn’t know what to say. A deep sense of defeat made me feel suffocated.

After leaving the apartment building and confirming no one was following me, I took out my phone and opened an encrypted chat application. There was only one friend on it. All the private information I bought on the dark web came from this hacker.

I'd made some money through phone scams recently. To rescue my wife as quickly as possible, I devised a more effective plan: find leverage over a high-ranking government official and threaten him to help me. I lacked social connections; to take down Wu Peng and his ten associates, I needed someone powerful.

After careful analysis, I recently identified someone: the deputy director of the provincial public security bureau ... Director Han Zhiqiang, the one in charge of economic crimes. I don't know if he has anything to hide. But he's the director in charge of economic cases. And his achievements are quite legendary. He's a prominent figure in the province and even the garrison troops, and recently there have been rumors that he's about to be promoted to full director. He's rising rapidly, enjoying unparalleled prestige. I think he's a powerful and influential figure.

Among Wu Peng's group, I believe those who run their own businesses must have bribery issues, especially Zhao Tianlei, who is the most difficult to deal with; his financial problems must be significant. It would be even easier for the police to deal with a petty thief like Huang Mao.

However, this time, the hacker who sold my information on the dark web... Instead of collecting money in advance as usual, they told me to wait for news. Just the day before yesterday, this hacker contacted me through this encrypted chat tool, telling me that Han Zhiqiang does indeed have a secret! And a very big one at that. But if I wanted this secret, the hacker set a condition: my entire fortune in exchange for it. I hesitated because I didn't know what Han Zhiqiang's secret was. It was just a secret, and I didn't even know if I could use it, yet they wanted my entire fortune. Although my current fortune is only the tens of thousands of yuan I've obtained through fraud, plus the house my family bought for my wedding. It might not be much for a wealthy person, but for me, giving it away would truly leave me destitute.

The hacker didn't say much, only that Han Zhiqiang's secret was explosive and worth the price. Then he fell silent forever. I tried to ask some questions, but received no response. Now, I've decided to take a gamble! To be honest, I don't want to keep this back-and-forth battle of wits with Wu Peng. I feel I can't win against them. Just like yesterday's exchange, what seemed like a profitable deal ended up being an accomplice to Wu Peng and his gang, subjecting my wife to inhuman torture and humiliation.

After last night's sexual torment, I think Han Ling will be begging these beasts to fuck her and ejaculate inside her today, and all of this was forced out of me by those hours of hard work last night! I've had enough of this.

I didn't dare contact the hacker in the apartment building because I knew there were surveillance cameras everywhere.

So I chose to contact him on my way to Han Ling's workplace.

"I agree to your terms. I'm willing to exchange everything I own for Han Zhiqiang's secret." After typing this in the chat software, I felt a sense of relief. That's just how people are.

Hesitation and indecision cause immense suffering due to overthinking, but once a decision is made, a sense of peace washes over you. All that's left is to gamble on the outcome.

"Okay, I'll transfer all the cash from your account. I'll find a way to transfer the house to my name.

You don't need to worry about how I do it; you can continue living in that house, but you'll need to pay me rent every month.

The rent will be your entire monthly salary. If you agree, I'll start transferring all your money in an hour.

Tomorrow, the house will no longer be in your name. After all this is settled, I'll give you Han Zhiqiang's secret. One last confirmation, do you agree?" The hacker replied quickly.

"Agreed!" I gave my answer without hesitation. I needed to rescue Han Ling as soon as possible; I didn't want to wait even a day longer. If Han Zhiqiang could truly be of use to me, with his position as the deputy director of the Public Security Bureau, dealing with these people wouldn't be difficult. Now, it all came down to what kind of secret I'd risked everything for!

"Okay, pleasant cooperation. Tomorrow afternoon, you will receive Han Zhiqiang's secret," the hacker replied.

"How will you give it to me? By email or courier?" I pressed.

But the other party didn't reply, and automatically deleted me as a friend. Even the encrypted chat tool was automatically uninstalled.

A short while later, I received a transfer notification. The hacker had transferred my money without my permission. It seems that even without my consent, they could transfer my money. My consent was just a formality, to confirm that the money was a gift, not theft. And my house… I didn't even need to go to the housing management office… and the future rent… I wonder if this move will make things even worse? But I think it can't be worse than it is now.

Lost in thought, I arrived near the bank where Han Ling worked, about an intersection away. I saw Section Chief Zhang waiting for me at the intersection, grinning. A van was parked nearby.

"Wu Peng said you should have some fun today, so I prepared a big gift for you. Get in the car!" Section Chief Zhang said with a grin.

"What trick are you playing now?" I said irritably, reaching for the side door of the van, but Section Chief Zhang stopped me. He pointed to the trunk and said, "Don't get in from here, go in from the back." I went around to the back and opened the trunk, finding that all the seats except for the driver and front passenger seats had been removed. The entire back space contained a long sofa, slightly higher than a regular sofa.

"I'll be watching all day, so I thought you'd get tired. I found you a place to lie down. Come on in," Section Chief Zhang said, lifting the cushion on the sofa. Inside was a large space, enough for me to lie down. This instantly reminded me of the scene that night when Wu Peng humiliated Han Ling in front of my father-in-law, making her climax repeatedly.

I hesitated for a moment, but finally, under Section Chief Zhang's impatient urging, I silenced my phone and lay down on the sofa. Section Chief Zhang then covered the sofa with the cushion. This sofa was much more luxurious than the one Wu Peng had used that night.

It was clearly specially modified. First, the space was quite large, and the entire sofa had a sturdy steel frame structure underneath, unlike Wu Peng's decision to use his body to support someone sitting on it that night. After I lay down, I discovered that there were crossbeams under the sofa cushions, which could be secured to the sofa frame.

This meant that if someone sat on the sofa, the frame would support the entire structure, while I was simply lying down. There was also a support under my buttocks, and a lever next to it, right to my left.

By pulling the lever, I could raise my buttocks, and there was a hole in the sofa cushion near my penis. The surface of the hole was covered with a layer of fabric. If I lifted it, my erect penis could protrude, but due to the sofa frame, although the area around the hole was also very thin, I think only about a third of my penis could be visible. Meanwhile, the area under the sofa was surrounded by breathable mesh, so you couldn't see inside from the outside, but I could see out from the inside, like a curtain on a window.

While I was still examining the sofa, the car started moving with a jolt. When the trunk was reopened, I saw the car had entered the underground parking garage. Section Chief Zhang was calling people to come down and help move the sofa.

The sofa itself wasn't light, and with my weight added, it took four strong men a lot of effort to move me into the bank.

"Boss, where did you get this sofa? It's so heavy! You could have just called a moving company. Why did you drive it yourself? Where's the delivery person?" one of the men asked as he carried it. "

Don't even mention it," Section Chief Zhang said evasively. "We bought a new sofa for the VIP room, and I thought I'd do a favor for a friend, so I bought it from him

. He was supposed to deliver it, but we drank together last night, and he got a stomachache. He said the sofa was already in the car, so he asked me to drive it over this morning. This beat-up van is really hard to drive."

"Next time, just give us a call. We're here. You're a leader, it's not good for you to drive a beat-up van to the office," another man said obsequiously.

They continued talking as they moved the sofa into the bank. Judging from the surroundings, they had arrived at the bank's VIP room. After the sofa was set up, they dispersed.

"You can lie here; it should be quite comfortable. Lying here for a day will give you a good idea of what your wife's daily work routine is like lately. What you saw before leaving work yesterday was just a small part," Section Chief Zhang said with a smile before leaving. I was left lying on the sofa, quietly waiting for what was about to happen. At first, I wondered why there wasn't a single person in the VIP room. Then I remembered Han Ling telling me that the bank in their county was very small, and the VIP room often didn't have a single customer all day. So, there were usually no staff in the VIP room; when a VIP came, the lobby manager would arrange for someone to greet them. Han Ling said her colleagues often came here to slack off. She also said that some colleagues would come here during work hours to secretly meet their lovers, so if I ever came to the bank to see her, I absolutely mustn't go into the VIP room, or she would be very embarrassed among her colleagues if she saw something she shouldn't. At that moment, I realized that Han Ling was saying all this because she was afraid I would come to see her and see something in the VIP room. Han Ling was taking precautions.

Today, Section Chief Zhang left me here, and I figured Han Ling's daily "training" sessions must mostly take place here.

Not long after Section Chief Zhang left, I heard the sound of high heels. My intuition told me it was my wife; I was very familiar with her footsteps. Sure enough, through the partition under the sofa, I saw Han Ling, dressed in a business suit

, walk in. After entering the empty VIP room, Han Ling glanced at the sofa where I was lying. It seemed she had also noticed the new sofa, but her gaze didn't linger. Instead, she quickly took out her phone and made a call.

"Hello, I'm in the VIP room. What's today's topic?" Han Ling spoke into the phone while keeping an eye on the VIP room door, probably worried someone might suddenly come in.

"Oh, okay...okay. But...but...I didn't charge it last night, and it's locked now...I...I..." Han Ling stammered into the phone. I don't know what was said on the other end, but Han Ling seemed very troubled. Before she could finish speaking, the other person seemed to hang up, and Han Ling helplessly put the phone into her pocket. She started searching inside the VIP room.

However, instead of walking around, she crawled around on the floor like a puppy.

At this moment, my phone vibrated slightly. I took it out and saw that it was a WeChat message from Section Chief Zhang.

"Do you know what Han Ling's first task in her daily morning training is? It's a treasure hunt! Every morning before 10 o'clock, she must come to the VIP room and find the five pills I hid in advance. These five pills look exactly the same. Only one of them is a sex drug, and the others are diuretics. Every morning when she enters the VIP room..." Afterwards, she needs to call Wu Peng, who will tell her what state to be in when searching for the pills. She must find all five pills within ten minutes. If she doesn't find them all within ten minutes, she'll be punished by exposing herself in the bank before her lunch break. It's very dangerous. But your wife is quite capable; she's only been punished by exposing herself once in all these days, and she almost got caught by her colleagues. She was so scared that she had a series of orgasms that lasted a full twenty minutes. I recorded the whole thing and will share it with you when I have the chance. If she finds all the pills within ten minutes, then she has to take the pills. All five pills are identical, and she must take a diuretic. If she takes a diuretic right away, she can just go to the water dispenser, drink three cups of water, and then go back to work. If she takes a sex drug, she'll start to go into heat within seconds. This sex drug is extremely potent, but she can't touch herself or masturbate. She just has to stay there until the effects of the drug wear off. If there's no sexual stimulation a few minutes after the aphrodisiac takes effect, its effects will wear off. Pretty green, right? Until she takes the diuretic, if she doesn't go into heat a minute after taking the pill, she knows she's taken it correctly. She'll go to the water dispenser to get some water, but only if she doesn't take the right pill on the first try. After drinking three glasses of water, she must send Morse code to Wu Peng through her urethra, pretending to urinate – the message is simple: "Master." Yes, just those two words. But if she gets it wrong, since she has aphrodisiac cartridges in her pocket, she has to insert one into her vagina. She's also not allowed to touch her body for the few minutes the drug takes effect. Once the effects wear off, she drinks three more glasses of water and sends the Morse code through her urethra again. Until she gets it right. "Your wife is very clever; she's only been punished twice and hasn't made a mistake since." Looking at the long WeChat message, the sheer volume of information made me read it twice. Ten minutes had already passed.

I suddenly realized a problem: Han Ling's urethra is locked now, how can she send Morse code? Just then, Han Ling's phone rang. She got up from the floor, holding a handful of pills. I didn't know if she had found all five. Han Ling took out her Bluetooth headset and put it on, then put the phone back in her pocket.

"Hello... I found them all, um... all five... but... today... I... I'll take them now..." Besides my sofa, there were two other single sofas in the VIP room, but Han Ling didn't sit down. Instead, she stood against the wall next to the VIP entrance, a spot where someone wouldn't see her immediately. The water dispenser next to her also effectively concealed most of her body.

She stood with her back against the wall, looking at the pills in her hand—all identical, a matter of luck. She picked up a pill and said, "I'll take the first one now." She swallowed the pill and stood there motionless, probably waiting for the drug's effect. According to what Section Chief Zhang had said in the WeChat message, if it was a sex drug, she should start to feel aroused within seconds; if there was no effect after a minute, then it was a diuretic.

"I...I'm getting aroused..." Han Ling whispered, her body tensing as she leaned heavily against the wall. Her legs, visible beneath her skirt, trembled slightly from the exertion.

"Ah~ It's so sore, so itchy..." Han Ling murmured. I knew she was reporting her situation to Wu Peng on the other end of the phone.

A few minutes later, a thick stream of vaginal fluid flowed down Han Ling's thigh. Han Ling's expression became even more distressed, a look of utter helplessness from the burning desire. Her face was flushed, and she bit her lip tightly. Gradually, her expression relaxed. The effects of the aphrodisiac wore off, but Han Ling still writhed in discomfort.

"I'll take the second one now," Han Ling said, calming herself before swallowing the second pill.

Another aphrodisiac...

the third, the fourth, all aphrodisiacs...

Han Ling seemed to have exhausted all her strength; she could barely lean against the wall. She swallowed the last pill in her hand and said, "The last one, I've taken it. Now I'm going to drink some water." She then reached for a paper cup, her hands trembling slightly, holding onto the water dispenser. Before she could even fill the cup, Han Ling suddenly squatted down beside the dispenser and whispered, "I...I...I'm...it's happening again...it's still the sex drug?" The half-full cup fell to the floor, spilling most of the water onto the carpet, which quickly absorbed it.

"Wh...what? No, I can't...I...I...okay..." Han Ling pulled out her phone and hung up on Wu Peng, then made another call.

"Section Chief Zhang...no...Master...could you come for a VIP session? I need your help," Han Ling said humbly.

A short while later, Section Chief Zhang walked in. Looking at the embarrassed Han Ling, he said, "What do you need me for?

Get back to work as soon as you're done with your task. You can't be away from your post for too long." "Today...today I won't hold my pee...all the medicine is aphrodisiac...Now I have to send a code to Wu...to my master through my urethra...but I didn't charge it last night, and now it's locked down there. I need...I need your help, help me send the code..." Han Ling whispered shamefully to Section Chief Zhang.

"Oh, is that so? Sure. But I don't know if you're sending it correctly. That Morse code is too advanced. I'll call Wu Peng, and if he says you're right, then you're right. Don't use water bombs on yourself." After saying this, Section Chief Zhang dialed Wu Peng's number. Section

Chief Zhang had Han Ling pull her skirt up slightly, then reached inside. Having witnessed the training session before leaving work yesterday, he knew that the chip implanted on the tip of his little finger, when placed in front of Han Ling's urethra, would force the electromagnetic beads at the urethral opening to dilate it. I think he must be touching Han Ling's urethra with his fingertips right now.

Sure enough, as soon as he put his hand in, Han Ling said, "It's okay, it's okay. It's open, it's open. It's...it's coming out...ah...don't get so close, I can't pull it back." As Han Ling spoke, a stream of urine flowed down her legs.

"So much urine already? I didn't give you any water or diuretics this morning, and this is it?" Section Chief Zhang teased.

"I...I locked up down there last night, so the only chance to empty my bladder every morning is...I...I didn't pee a single drop, I've been holding it in since last night..." Han Ling explained in response to Section Chief Zhang's teasing.

"Stop talking nonsense, control yourself. Hey, this time it's not working properly, is it? Put one in yourself." Section Chief Zhang said while listening to the phone. Section

Chief Zhang took her hand out from under her skirt and shook off the urine. Han Ling then took out a small box from her pocket, took out a sex potion pellet, and inserted it into her forcibly dilated vaginal opening. At this moment, her vaginal opening was wide open, and her cervix was pressed against the vaginal opening as close as possible and slightly open. Under Section Chief Zhang's order, Han Ling inserted the sex potion pellet into her cervix.

This sex drug bomb had appeared countless times during Wu Peng's training of Han Ling, so I knew its purpose. Han Ling was quickly pushed to the brink of orgasm by the bomb, her vagina, forcibly opened to its maximum extent, gushing with vaginal fluid, but she couldn't be forced to orgasm by the drug as before. Because her body now required the stimulation of semen to achieve orgasm. I wonder if my wife should miss her body, which could be easily forced to orgasm?

After all, such a body could provide a brief release and liberation. But now, she had no choice but to be consumed by lust.

Han Ling painfully tried to masturbate, but Section Chief Zhang stopped her. With nowhere to put her hands, she could only grab Section Chief Zhang's arms, gripping his sleeves tightly. She desperately endured the intense surge of lust.

Only after a few minutes, when the drug's effects wore off, did she weakly release the man's sleeves, both of them wrinkled from gripping. Section

Chief Zhang didn't give Han Ling much time to catch her breath before once again inserting his hand into her genitals.

"Ah~ It's coming out...it's coming out...take it further away, I can't shrink back..." "Please, don't go so far, I can't open up." "Help me...stop playing with me, I've already inserted seven water bullets...I can't take it anymore..." "No! Please don't move, just this distance, I'm almost there, just a little bit more..." "Master...Master...the tenth water bullet...I really can't take it anymore, I'll perform your favorite show for you, okay? Please let me finish this time." Under Section Chief Zhang's teasing, Han Ling failed again and again, inserting the sex drug bullets into her already sensitive cervix with her trembling hands...and enduring the impact of sexual climax after climax, but always unable to reach the peak. Although the effects of the drug would wear off quickly, Han Ling, who hadn't had an orgasm since yesterday afternoon, must have been exhausted.

In the end, Han Ling had to perform his favorite show for Section Chief Zhang to get this devil's cooperation.

This time, she successfully sent Morse code through her urethra. The word "Master" was sent to Wu Peng in Morse code, represented by the length of urine leakage. Section Chief Zhang hung up the phone and said, "I helped you complete Wu Peng's task. Look at the mess you made; clean it up yourself later. Now, perform my favorite show!" "Okay...okay..." Han Ling said, head bowed, looking aggrieved.

I was curious what Han Ling was going to perform for him when Section Chief Zhang's phone suddenly beeped—it must have been a text message. He glanced at it, his expression suddenly changing drastically. Without saying a word to Han Ling, he ran out.

This all happened so fast that neither Han Ling nor I understood what was going on.

A few minutes later, Han Ling recovered, straightened her clothes, and left. She must have gone back to work.

As for me, I was still reeling from the events. Then, the sound of high heels rang out again. A tall woman walked in. Entering the VIP room, the soft carpet swallowed the sound of her heels. I saw her walk to my sofa and sit down. Just then, I heard a commotion in the lobby outside. I wondered what was happening.

The woman sitting on me suddenly spoke: "Do you want to know Han Zhiqiang's secret?" This sentence shocked me. When she came in, I couldn't see her face clearly; I only knew she was a tall woman with long hair and ten-centimeter heels, making her already long, straight legs even more dazzling. I was so focused on her legs that I didn't even see her face clearly, but when she said the name Han Zhiqiang, I suddenly realized this was the hacker. She was actually a woman, and such a beautiful one at that. I had imagined a hacker to be a bespectacled man in a plaid shirt… "You…you're the hacker!" I said, trembling slightly.

The woman sitting on me casually crossed one leg over the other and smiled. Her smile was gentle, like that of a girl next door, so incongruous with the word "hacker." "Call me Angie.

I took all your money, so of course I have to deliver. I'm a man of my word. I flew back from Australia for you. That's fair, considering all your money, even though it's pitifully little." "You...you're planning to tell me secrets here? How did you know I...I was here?" Lying on the sofa, looking at Angie's beautiful high heels and long, white ankles exposed by her cropped jeans, I felt this conversation was very unequal. I was even a little angry. But I couldn't get up now... "Where there are cameras, there are my eyes. Your phone is your location. I don't even need to look for you. From the moment you installed that encrypted chat tool on your phone, your every move is transparent to me. You're really shameless. Lying here watching your wife being played with, is that fun?" Angie's voice was very pleasant. Listening to her unhurried tone, I was no longer angry...I felt that lying here listening to her talk to me like this wasn't so bad after all. It

was getting more chaotic outside, and my intuition told me that this was Angie's doing. "Now that you're here, aren't you going to let me out? Or are you just going to tell me Han Zhiqiang's secret like this?" I said.

"I think this is great, it makes me feel like a queen. I've never enjoyed this feeling before, let me enjoy it~ Haha." Angie's laughter was very soft, and then she said, "Alright, they won't be in trouble for long. I'll leave after I finish speaking. Han Zhiqiang was originally just a small-time economic crime investigator. He was able to quickly rise to the position of director of the economic crime investigation department, and after only a short period of time, he was promoted to director of the provincial department. Do you think he did it all on his own? Everything he has is what he got by trading his wife's body. His wife's name is Zhang Ling, just like your wife Han Ling, her nickname is Ling Nu~ The one who helped him rise to power is an underground organization called Dark Pupil. Isn't this secret explosive enough?

Isn't it worth all your wealth?"

"Ah? This..." I was dumbfounded. This secret was explosive enough, but could this secret really be used as a bargaining chip to threaten Han Zhiqiang? If what Angie said is true, and Han Zhiqiang is backed by a secret underground organization—I understand it to be a legitimate triad, right? Now that I know this secret, what can I do besides keep it to myself? Go to Han Zhiqiang and tell him I know this secret, threatening him to help me? Are you kidding me? I'd definitely die a horrible death, wouldn't I? I probably wouldn't even know how I died.

"You're such a coward! I'll give you a bonus, tell me a little more. Do you know what kind of person Zhang Chen is?" Angie continued slowly, swinging her legs.

"Zhang... Zhang Chen... you gave me his information..." My thoughts completely went blank. It seems I'm just not cut out for big things... a nobody, destined to be a nobody. My brain just won't work.

"The information I gave you is all true, of course. However, I recently discovered other secrets. Zhang Chen is actually a trainer in the Dark Eye organization. He's not interested in women; he's just passionate about researching ways to train women. In the Dark Eye organization, he's just an insignificant nobody. If I'm not mistaken, he discovered Han Ling as a valuable asset and wanted to use Wu Peng to train her to his ideal state before offering her to the organization

as a bargaining chip for his rise to power. For years, he's been penniless and could only develop small-scale projects. Once he rises to power, he'll be able to access the Dark Eye organization's secret overseas research base, where he can research anything he wants. He'll have money, manpower, and countless female slaves to experiment on. So, your wife was initially just an object of Wu Peng's manipulation, but as Wu Peng's training of Han Ling escalated, the sex slave attributes your wife exhibited gave Zhang Chen hope for his rise to power." Angie rattled off a whole string of words. Every single one shocked me. Things were far more complicated than I had imagined. My heart turned ice-cold. I had absolutely no idea what to do next.

"Not saying anything now? Scared? Hahaha, if I help your wife escape her clutches, I wonder how you'll thank me?" Angie said casually.

"I...I didn't do anything...You...you've got your eye on me?" As soon as I said that, I felt like an idiot... "You're so vain~ If you were as handsome as Daniel Wu, that would be more like it. I'm not after you, I'm after Zhang Chen! And the Dark Eye organization behind him. It's a personal grudge, helping you was just a side thing, and besides, I don't want to be exposed so soon."

"We've each gotten what we wanted, haven't we?" Angie said, her expression turning serious.

"...Okay...then, what...what should I do?" I asked, somewhat confused.

"Just listen to me. Don't go back to that tenement building tonight. Go on a date with me, and I'll tell you what to do next. By the way, I also need to train you a bit. You're too weak. And too stupid. It's such a waste of a woman who loves you so much. Even after being played like this, she still loves you. Just lie here and enjoy watching how they play with your wife. I'm leaving now. I'll come back to find you when I get back to the city tonight." Angie finished speaking, stood up, and walked out. I heard the sound of her high heels again; she had already left the VIP room.

The sound of her high heels gradually faded away; she must have left the bank... The commotion in the lobby gradually subsided...but my heart was even more chaotic...

[The End]

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