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Character Introductions.
The Feng Family.
Feng Yupeng: Sixteen years old, the protagonist of this book, son of Feng Sen and Wu Ruojuan, Feng Wen's half-brother, a first-year high school student
at Pinghe No. 1 Middle School, consistently ranking among the top three in his grade, and the class monitor.
He grew up with his mother after his parents' divorce. He has a proud yet insecure personality and is a childhood friend and close confidant of Dong Lei.
Feng Sen: Forty-one years old, father of Feng Yupeng and Feng Wen, Wu Ruojuan's ex-husband, husband of Zhou Minjun, one of the city's
wealthiest businessmen , and a friend of wealthy businessmen like Dong Pingchuan. Short in stature, shrewd and capable.
He has no interest in women other than Zhou Minjun, dotes on his daughter Feng Wen, and doesn't care much about his son Feng Yupeng from his previous marriage.
Wu Ruojuan: Forty years old, mother of Feng Yupeng, Feng Sen's ex-wife, Pei Wenxuan's best friend,
deputy director of the Moral Education, Physical Education, Health and Arts Education Department of the Municipal Education Bureau. A tall, voluptuous, beautiful woman, a traditional middle-aged woman who
considers her only child, now wants to find a second spring after raising him.
Zhou Minjun: Thirty-three years old, a businesswoman, wife of Feng Sen, and mother of Feng Wen. She took
advantage to seduce Feng Sen, later becoming his mistress and forcing the couple to divorce. She is greedy, jealous, and has a shrewish and domineering personality
. She sees Wu Ruojuan and her son Feng Yupeng as a thorn in her side, and has deep feelings for Feng Sen.
Feng Wen: Fourteen years old, daughter of Feng Sen and Zhou Minjun, a junior high school student at the private elite school, Bincai Bilingual Academy.
Dong Family.
Dong Lei: Seventeen years old, nicknamed Little Thor, the only son of Dong Pingchuan and Pei Wenxuan. He grew up with Feng Yupeng and became a childhood friend. After
graduating from junior high school, he dropped out of school and became a gangster. Now he is the leader of a small gang, extremely
loyal to his friends, and actively wants to help Feng Yupeng lose his virginity. He inherited his father Dong Pingchuan's ruthlessness, but due to
Dong Pingchuan's excessive strictness and his chaotic relationships with other women,
he developed a strong rebellious streak towards his father from a young age.
Dong Pingchuan: 42 years old, the big boss of Xinyong Group, one of the top five richest people in the city, and
a member of the Pinghe Municipal People's Political Consultative Conference. He is Pei Wenxuan's husband, Dong Lei's biological father, and a longtime friend of Feng Sen. On the surface, he is a legitimate businessman, but in reality, he has connections in
both the legal and illegal worlds and wields considerable power in the local underworld. He is an obese middle-aged man, extremely
lecherous, and has many mistresses and several illegitimate daughters.
Pei Wenxuan: 38 years old, a teacher at Pinghe No. 1 Middle School, Feng Yupeng's homeroom teacher, Dong Pingchuan's wife, and Wu Ruojuan
's best friend. She silently endures her husband's philandering, having watched Feng Yupeng grow up.
Disappointed with her son Dong Lei, she is determined to cultivate Feng Yupeng into a successful man.
Pei Hong: 59 years old: Pei Wenxuan's biological father, Dong Pingchuan's father-in-law, Gao Yaqin's husband, and
the director of the Pinghe Education Bureau.
Gao Yaqin: 61 years old: Pei Wenxuan's mother, Pei Hong's wife,
a leading female lawyer in Pinghe with many years of experience in the legal profession. Extremely controlling, she has an affair with her fitness coach, Han Yang.
Li Yalin: 19 years old, a high school student, one of Dong Pingchuan's mistresses, and also Dong Lei's casual sex partner.
Han family.
Han Yang: 21 years old, the only son of Han Shaoyi and Yang Yu. After graduating from vocational school, he didn't get into university and now
works as a fitness coach at a gym. His online name is "Warm Breeze." He's skilled at seducing mature women to swindle money. He's Gao Yaqin's secret lover and
is also pursuing Wu Ruojuan.
Han Shaoyi: 46 years old, Yang Yu's husband. In his youth, he was a wealthy young man, handsome, and won the heart
of Yang Yu, a former school beauty. Later, his family fell into poverty and he incurred high-interest debt. To escape his predicament, he actively tries to get his wife involved with
Dong Pingchuan.
Yang Yu: 46 years old, Han Shaoyi's wife, deputy director of the wealth management department of a bank branch. She was implicated in a huge loan taken out in her
name had borrowed money at exorbitant interest rates.
Part 1, Chapter 1. "Big sister, why are you leaving work so early today?" Xin Di, a newly promoted account manager,
looked up and saw Yang Yu, having finished her makeup and carrying a handbag, walking out of the dressing room. "Oh... um! I have something to do, I'll go now." Yang Yu replied absentmindedly. "Sister! Look at you, you're blushing." Although Xin Di was more than ten years younger than Yang Yu, she had been with Yang Yu since the day she joined the bank branch, and the two had a very good relationship. Even though her position was almost surpassing Yang Yu's now, they remained close friends who could talk about anything. At this moment, Xin Di put her hand on Yang Yu's shoulder, her mouth close to her ear, and whispered, "What? Going on a date?" "A date my foot!" Yang Yu rolled her eyes at Xin Di, annoyed. "Are you crazy for men? I 'm a married woman." "Fine, fine, you have a husband, you're something else." Xin Di still wasn't going to let Yang Yu off the hook, grabbing her arm and asking, "Sis, where are you going? It's only four o'clock." Yang Yu sighed inwardly, thinking that if she didn't deal with this notorious " gossip queen" in the whole industry first, she probably wouldn't be able to leave today. She could only say helplessly, "I'm really scared of you, I have a class reunion tonight , I have to go to a banquet! Okay?" "A class reunion?" Xin Di widened her big eyes with false eyelashes. "That's great! You can mentally overpower male classmates and physically conquer female classmates, sis, confess! Is there a successful male classmate with more money than he can spend, waiting to take you down tonight?" "I'm really impressed by you, you're getting more and more absurd." Yang Yu was genuinely a little intimidated by this outspoken young woman , so she sighed and said, "If there really is a male classmate like that, I'll definitely introduce him to you! Is that alright?" "Really?" Xin Di excitedly grabbed Yang Yu's hand and said, "Sister, you absolutely have to keep your word. Whether my dream of avoiding decades of hard work for the rest of my life can be realized depends entirely on you." Yang Yu finally managed to break free from Xin Di's grasp and arrived at the street outside the bank. She wanted to hail a taxi, but after thinking for a moment, she took out her phone from her purse and dialed a number. A steady middle-aged man's voice came from the phone: "Hello?" "Oh, Mr. Dong... Mr. Dong, it's me." Yang Yu felt a little uneasy. "Oh! It's Senior Sister." The middle-aged man's voice became slightly cheerful, "Look at you, why are you still calling me Mr. Dong? Didn't I tell you? Just like back in school, I'll call you Senior Sister, and you'll call me Pingchuan." "Okay...okay, Pingchuan." Yang Yu calmed her breathing. "That's more like it! Senior Sister, by the way, you called me now, is there something you need?" Dong Pingchuan asked. Yang Yu felt as if her heart had suddenly sunk: "Pingchuan, have you forgotten? Today..."

" It's Friday..."
"Ah?...Oh! Right, Senior Sister, look at my terrible memory, yes, yes, I made an appointment with you for dinner tonight.
" "You're a big boss, you're busy, I understand." Yang Yu could only pretend to be magnanimous and laugh, "How about it?
I've already booked a table at the Shangri-La.
" "This..." Dong Pingchuan hesitated for a moment, "Senior Sister, I'm really sorry, I really have something to do tonight
and can't make it..." Before Yang Yu could reply, Dong Pingchuan continued, "However, I know that you
suddenly contacted me because you must have something you need my help with. We've known each other for so many years, I can refuse to help others, but
your business is my business! How about this? I'm still at the company now, why don't you come
over and talk to me? If we can't finish talking right away, we can schedule another time tomorrow,
how does that arrangement sound?"
"That's fine too." Yang Yu glanced at her watch; it was only four o'clock. Dong Pingchuan's company was located in the landmark Xinyong Building in the city
center , only a ten-minute drive away. She quickly agreed, deciding
to meet him first, no matter what.
Hanging up the phone, Yang Yu hailed a taxi and took a deep breath in the back seat. On the phone, Dong Pingchuan
had called her "senior sister" very affectionately, but in reality, they hadn't been in contact for almost twenty years.
Back in university, Yang Yu was a star student in the School of Finance and Economics, with countless suitors. During her senior year,
a freshman began pursuing her relentlessly. However, this junior, Dong Pingchuan,
came from an ordinary family and wasn't particularly handsome. Among her platoon-sized number of suitors, he was
inconspicuous and naturally didn't catch the eye of the campus belle. After rejecting him openly and subtly several times, he
seemed unwilling to give up. It wasn't until she graduated and married Han Shaoyi that she lost contact with Dong Pingchuan.
Unexpectedly, Yang Yu completely misjudged Dong Pingchuan! This Dong Pingchuan was no ordinary man. After
graduation , he first took the civil service exam and entered the city's education bureau as a finance officer. However,
a high-ranking official in the education department took a liking to him and even took him as his son-in-law! After working at the education bureau for a few years, Dong
Pingchuan went into business, starting with cultural ventures related to the education bureau. No one knows how he managed it, but his
company developed rapidly. In just over a decade, his company had long since transcended the scope of cultural enterprises, spanning several fields such as
finance and real estate. Now it has become the leading enterprise in Pinghe City, a small coastal prefecture-level city,
and he himself has become one of the top five richest people in the area. A few years ago, he even became a member of the CPPCC (Chinese People's Political Consultative Conference), enjoying immense prestige.
Yang Yu herself went to work in a bank after graduation. A year later, she married Han Shaoyi, who had pursued her for several years.
Han Shaoyi was the same age as her, had previously studied engineering design, and came from a wealthy family. Right after graduating from university, his family
bought him a BMW, which was quite flashy at the time, and drove it around town. Han Shaoyi was handsome and dashing, and he was willing to spend a lot of money
on , which eventually won her heart.
As for Yang Yu's career, she was beautiful but very upright. She ignored the subtle hints from her superiors
at , always wearing a
conservative suit and going to work on time. Since her business skills weren't particularly outstanding, her career advancement was slow.
After more than twenty years, she only held the mediocre position of deputy director of the financial department.
The year after their marriage, their son, Han Yang, was born. The family was initially quite
happy, but when Han Yang was nine, Yang Yu's shrewd and capable father-in-law passed away, and Han Shaoyi
inherited his father's company. However, having grown up under his parents' wings, Han Shaoyi was simply not cut out for business.
Although he was over thirty, a married man with a child, he couldn't withstand the challenges of the business world and encountered setbacks at
every . The company gradually declined under his leadership, and a few years ago it was on the verge of collapse.
Almost all of the company's assets that could be mortgaged to banks had been pledged. A few years ago, unable to sustain itself any longer, Han Shaoyi even
secretly borrowed money from a local underground loan shark with ties to organized crime.
This year, as the ruthless creditors relentlessly came knocking on their door demanding repayment, Yang Yu finally discovered
the enormous financial mess her husband had created! She had a huge fight with Han Shaoyi, but what good could an argument
do ? Han Shaoyi had borrowed the money in both their names, even bearing Yang Yu's personal
seal, meaning it was a joint debt, and even a divorce wouldn't absolve her of responsibility.
Just when the couple was at their wits' end, one evening, Yang Yu happened
to see , confidently giving an interview to a reporter, talking at length about corporate social responsibility. She then remembered
that such a man had once pursued her. But what did it matter? After all, that was over twenty years ago
. Could she really expect Dong Pingchuan to help her now?
Han Shaoyi knew that Dong Pingchuan had once pursued his wife, Yang Yu, relentlessly.
After , he took it to heart. He knew that Dong Pingchuan was outwardly a legitimate businessman, a leader in the business world, but his path to wealth
wasn't as clean as it appeared. Back then, he was a big shot in the local underworld,
and although he had now cleaned up his act, he still held considerable influence. If he were willing to deal with the
creditors from those underground banks, it would be a piece of cake for him.
So Han Shaoyi began to encourage Yang Yu to see if she could ask Dong Pingchuan for help. Yang Yu initially
didn't want to bother with him, but the reality was undeniable: the creditors were constantly showing up at her door. What other options did she have?
Since Dong Pingchuan had a wide network of connections, getting his contact information wasn't difficult. Yang Yu asked a few of her old
classmates and found out his office address. That day, she went to Dong Pingchuan's company and stopped
him at the building entrance. When Dong Pingchuan saw her, his eyes lit up instantly, and he immediately called out her name.
This made Yang Yu feel that things were looking promising. She hurriedly exchanged a few pleasantries with Dong Pingchuan, and seeing that he was
also very busy, and that it wouldn't be appropriate to talk in front of everyone at the building entrance, she arranged to have
dinner with him that evening to catch up.
(To be continued).
02.
Just after getting out of the taxi, her phone rang. Yang Yu answered it and saw it was her husband, Han Shaoyi. She
looked around with annoyance, found a relatively quiet corner, and answered the phone.
"Hello, wife."
Yang Yu remained silent.
"Did you manage to arrange a meeting with President Dong?"
"No." Yang Yu answered in a low voice.
"No? How could that be? Didn't we make plans for dinner tonight?" Han Shaoyi's voice was a little anxious. "
What happened?"
"He's a big boss, a busy man. It's not strange if he forgot a date or two." Yang Yu said to her husband indignantly
.
"Then... what should we do?"
Yang Yu calmed herself down. "He didn't have time to eat, but we changed our plans to meet in his office. I'm
in front of his company right now."
"Oh... that's good... honey, you still have to try to ask him out. You know, those kinds of things
are always a bit..."
"Are you worried that other men won't sleep with your wife?" Yang Yu's slightly calmed emotions
surged again, and tears welled up in her eyes. She shouted into the phone, "Han Shaoyi! You remember this, I
did all this for this family!" After saying that, she slammed down the phone. After
turning off her phone, Yang Yu stood quietly in the corner of the street for a long time, and the conversation she had with Han Shaoyi at home
came flooding back to her mind.
It turned out that after Han Shaoyi learned that Yang Yu had made a dinner appointment with Dong Pingchuan, this spineless guy actually suggested to
Yang Yu that if Dong Pingchuan refused to help despite their old friendship, then Yang Yu could
make a sacrifice and let Dong Pingchuan taste some sweetness.
Middle-aged successful men like Dong Pingchuan are now rich and powerful; there are few
things . But Yang Yu is the woman he couldn't win over when he was poor, and now he must really want to relive
that old dream. If Yang Yu could sleep with him, then getting him to spend some money to settle their family's affairs wouldn't be difficult at all
.
After hearing Han Shaoyi's words, Yang Yu looked at her husband in surprise, and after a long while, she burst into a tirade, calling him not only
a spendthrift but also a shameless bastard who actually wanted to give his wife to another man to sleep with. Unexpectedly,
Han Shaoyi retorted that she wasn't some chaste and virtuous woman; anyway, it didn't matter how many
times , what difference did one more time make?
Yang Yu was so enraged by Han Shaoyi's words that she nearly fainted. It turned out that over a decade ago, when their
family was quite well-off,
Han Shaoyi . Yang Yu, upon learning this, was furious and
started an affair with a handsome young man who had just graduated and started working at their bank. Later, when the affair was exposed, with the intervention of Han Shaoyi's parents,
the couple had a serious talk and decided that for the sake of their young son, they had to save
their . After that, they both broke off contact with their lovers and tried to repair their
marriage, which was on the verge of collapse.
Han Shaoyi never had another affair, and Yang Yu never cheated again,
devoting herself to her husband and son, raising Han Yang together as he grew up. She couldn't believe that after more than a decade,
Han Shaoyi would dare to bring this up again!
Faced with his wife's near-hysterical roars, Han Shaoyi could only apologize repeatedly, but he pleaded with Yang Yu
to find a way to get Dong Pingchuan to help resolve the matter for their son's sake. Han Yang had never been academically
gifted ; he failed to get into
high school after graduating from junior high, but the family's dire financial situation prevented them from paying the necessary fees for his continued education. He ended up attending a local vocational school, but after two years,
he lost all interest in school. Fortunately, Han Yang was good-looking and had always been an athletic star, with a strong physique.
He now worked as a fitness instructor at a gym, though his income was low. If the family's problems affected
their son, Han Yang would be burdened with heavy debt in the future.
Should she offer herself to Dong Pingchuan to settle this high-interest loan? Although Yang Yu was extremely unwilling, she knew
Han Shaoyi was telling the truth. For the sake of her family, this was practically the last resort; she had
no other choice.
Her makeup was a little smudged from crying. Yang Yu looked around; there was a
large shopping mall nearby. She went inside, touched up her makeup in the restroom, took a deep breath, and
strode into the nearby Xinyong Building.
"Senior Sister, welcome!" Dong Pingchuan said, handing Yang Yu a cup of premium Tieguanyin
tea .
"Thank you, Pingchuan. You're really something else now! Look at your company, so impressive!" Yang Yu
praised, while scrutinizing Dong Pingchuan. In his youth, Dong Pingchuan was unremarkable, the kind of person
you'd easily lose Now, in middle age, he'd gained weight, and even in a suit,
his prominent belly was immediately noticeable. But as the saying goes, wealth and status are undeniable. It was precisely this well-tailored, expensive
suit, coupled with the ever-present air of a successful man, that gave him
a mature, charming appeal despite his ordinary appearance.
"You flatter me, senior sister." Dong Pingchuan brought the coffee his secretary had prepared to his lips and took a sip. "I
was just lucky. Don't even mention you; back in the University of Finance and Economics, nobody really thought much of me! Haha."
Sensing a hint of resentment at his past lack of recognition, Yang Yu quickly said, "You
're quite the reserved person. You just didn't have the environment to showcase your talents back then. Now that you have the chance,
haven't you made everyone look at you with new eyes?"
"And you, senior sister? Have you looked at me with new eyes?" Dong Pingchuan asked with a smile. Seeing Yang Yu momentarily
speechless, he quickly laughed and changed the subject: "Let's not talk about that, let's not talk about that. Senior sister,
what was it you told me about last time?"
"Pingchuan, I… I came to you this time because I want to ask you for a favor." Yang Yu sat up straight.
Facing a seasoned businessman like Dong Pingchuan, she decided to get straight to the point and explain the situation directly. She looked at Dong Pingchuan
earnestly .
"Oh, tell me about it."
"It's like this, my husband... he owes someone money..."
"Your husband?" Dong Pingchuan frowned. "His name seems to be... his name is..." "
Han Shaoyi, he used to be at the University of Finance and Economics, studying engineering design, in the same year as me.
" "Oh... right, right, Han Shaoyi, I remember now! There is such a person! The campus heartthrob of the design school."
Dong Pingchuan's lips curled slightly upwards. "How long have you been married?"
"Twenty... twenty-two or twenty-three years, I guess." Yang Yu roughly calculated.
"Oh, that's several years earlier than mine. Do you have children?"
"I have a son, he's twenty-one."
"That's great! Your son must be very outstanding, right? Mine isn't so great! He's seventeen this year, and
very ."
Thinking of her own troublesome son, Yang Yu could only manage a bitter smile. However, she hadn't come to
Dong Pingchuan to chat, so she changed the subject, saying, "Pingchuan, I know we haven't
seen each other for so many years, and it's really... really inappropriate to start talking about this with you right away! But I really have no other choice
! My husband owes money to loan sharks, and the lenders come knocking on our door every few days. I... I... I
really have no other way..." Yang Yu's voice choked with emotion.
"Loan sharks?" Dong Pingchuan frowned. "How much did they borrow? From whom?" "
The principal wasn't much, but... but over the years, with the interest, it's..." Yang Yu's
face showed extreme pain, and after a long while, she managed to utter a number and the name of the creditor.
Dong Pingchuan listened quietly, occasionally sipping his coffee. When Yang Yu finished speaking,
her eyes , he sighed, "Senior Sister, your husband… shouldn't be like this."
"Pingchuan, now that things have come to this, I…" Yang Yu choked out, "Could you…
help me?"
"Senior Sister, this debt isn't small. To be honest, even though I'm managing this situation,
but…" Dong Pingchuan smiled slightly and shook his head.
"Pingchuan, if you could help me with this… I… I…"
"Senior Sister…" Dong Pingchuan sighed deeply, "Do you remember
what I said in my letter to you back then? You could have…" He gestured around the office, then pointed to his
expensive suit, "All of this, you could have had it all."
Yang Yu lowered her head deeply, and after a long silence, she also sighed. She stood up and slowly walked to Dong Pingchuan's
side .
"Pingchuan, it's kind of you to remember what you said back then..." She slowly squatted down, "I
was blind , I couldn't see that you were a dormant dragon. I won't dwell on it now, Pingchuan, please help me this time,
I...I can..." As she spoke, she pressed her body against Dong Pingchuan. Now middle-aged,
Yang Yu no longer had the slender figure of her youth. At 1.65 meters tall, her figure was slightly plump, but her full
breasts and wide hips gave her a mature woman's allure.
"Senior sister, you...you are..." Feeling the alluring
fragrance , Dong Pingchuan's heart skipped a beat. He quickly pulled back, reaching out to block Yang Yu. Just then,
the phone on his desk rang. He quickly turned and picked it up.
"Hello."
"Mr. Dong, Miss Li is waiting for you outside." The secretary's voice rang out.
"Oh! Let her in." Dong Pingchuan said, then hung up the phone.
Turning to look at the somewhat bewildered Yang Yu, Dong Pingchuan smiled and said, "Senior Sister, I'm
busy with some things. As for the money your husband owes, I really can't help you... How about this? I might
know some loan sharks. I'll have them talk to you, and they can definitely reduce the interest rate a bit. Also, I
'll tell them not to bother you for a while. But... you'll have to figure
out ."
"Ping... thank... thank you." Yang Yu felt a little ashamed. She had wanted to plead
a bit , but now she just wanted to leave the office as soon as possible. "I... I'm leaving..." she said, turning and
heading out.
"Senior Sister, your bag." Dong Pingchuan picked up Yang Yu's handbag from the chair and chased after her. Yang Yu
nodded , took the bag, and walked out. Just then, the office door opened, and a college-aged girl walked
in had an oval face, a moderate figure, and wore a volleyball uniform—a short-sleeved top and white shorts
that accentuated her curves. Yang Yu, upon first glance, noticed a resemblance between the girl and
herself from their school days.
Seeing Yang Yu flee from Dong Pingchuan's office, the girl closed the door, approached
Dong Pingchuan, glanced at him sideways, and then pinched the cheek of this powerful figure with connections in both the legitimate and underworld circles: "Were you
secretly seeing your old flame behind my back? Tell me! Who is that auntie?"
Dong Pingchuan chuckled, giving the girl's ample breasts a squeeze, and said, "You already said she
's an auntie, why would I have a lover like that?"
"Who knows you? Maybe Mr. Dong has unique tastes?"
"My taste is only for someone like you..." Dong Pingchuan's hands were already roaming over the girl's body,
thinking to himself, "When it comes to women, you definitely want to play with the young. " Although Yang Yu was his goddess back then, she
's now over forty, past her prime and worthless! Why waste so much money on her? Does he think he's a fool
? Why bother? The girl in front of him is only eighteen, in the prime of her youth and beauty.
He could have her as much as he wanted for a mere ten thousand yuan a month! Yang Yu? Forget it.

[Mature Mothers and Lustful Kids] Part 1 (3-4)
At the Yunding Hotel, just across the street from the Xinyong Building, Dong Pingchuan dried himself with a towel. His penis
was rock hard ; the powerful Viagra he'd taken half an hour earlier had taken effect. He took out a bottle of Indian herbal
oil and sprayed it on his glans. Around the age of forty, he noticed
a decline in his sexual function, and now he had to rely on these things to maintain his virility.
As a prominent entrepreneur, Dong Pingchuan had a completely different persona from the virtuous image on screen
. In his early years, struggling at the bottom... The pent-up sexual desire was completely
released . Over the years, Dong Pingchuan had kept several women outside the marriage, two of whom bore him two
daughters without official status.
It's not uncommon for wealthy businessmen to become dissatisfied with their wives after achieving success, but the problem was that Dong Pingchuan's
wife Pei Wenxuan, was anything but. She was a Chinese language teacher at Pinghe No. 1 Middle School, and at thirty-eight years old
, she wasn't considered old; she was still a dazzling beauty at the school. Moreover, Dong Pingchuan's rise to wealth
was largely due to this wife: his father-in-law, Pei Hong, was a leader in the city's education bureau, and had noticed her when he first joined the bureau.
He was optimistic about his future and arranged for his daughter to marry him. Dong Pingchuan's first pot of gold after going into business was
earned through his father-in-law's connections. Now, Pei Hong had risen to the position of director of the municipal education bureau. Although Dong Pingchuan no
longer ,
he still held this seasoned official in considerable fear. Therefore, despite his womanizing ways, he remained quite good to his wife, Pei Wenxuan. What troubled him was
their only son, Dong Lei. This boy was spoiled from a young age. In elementary school, he gathered a group of hooligans who followed him
and formed some kind of gang. He barely finished junior high school, then refused to study anymore and
now spent his days loitering around. Moreover, as the boy grew older over the past two years, he seemed to have heard about Dong Pingchuan's
womanizing and became increasingly arrogant towards his father.
However, Dong Pingchuan wasn't thinking about that now, because in the outer room, a
delicious and tender meal awaited him! He walked out of the bathroom and into the room where Li Yalin was scrolling through WeChat on her phone
.
"Finished washing? Now it's my turn!" Seeing Dong Pingchuan come out, Li Yalin put down her phone and jumped off the bed.
"Don't wash anymore, just like this, it's fine!" Dong Pingchuan hugged Li Yalin, who was wearing a volleyball uniform, and took a deep breath on the back of her
neck .
"Not washing? I just finished playing volleyball, I'm covered in sweat!" Li Yalin patted Dong Pingchuan's
head with a grin.
"Where's the sweat? This is called the fragrant sweat of a beautiful girl!" Dong Pingchuan stuck out his tongue and
licked Li Yalin's neck, making the beautiful girl giggle. She reached out and hugged Dong Pingchuan's big belly
waist , saying, "You big bad guy! I won't let you lick me.
" "How can you talk like that? Have you forgotten how to call me?" Dong Pingchuan said, feigning anger.
"Daddy! Good Daddy!" Li Yalin cursed this fat man in her heart, but still
called him obediently.
"Hey! That's a good girl! My good daughter, Daddy's cock is hard, I'm going to fuck my good daughter!"
Dong Pingchuan's face was full of lewdness, where was the slightest bit of the demeanor of a CPPCC member and business tycoon!
"Daddy's cock is so big!" Li Yalin grasped Dong Pingchuan's cock, which was more than ten centimeters long, and just as she put it to
her lips , she smelled a faint scent. "That old pervert sprayed that stuff again!" she cursed inwardly.
Every time he sprayed that stuff, Dong Pingchuan's cock felt numb, and it would take him a long time to ejaculate.
"Good daughter, come, lie down!" Dong Pingchuan made Li Yalin lie on the bed, then squatted on her chest and
thrust his cock into her fragrant lips.
"Mmm...mmm...mmm..." Li Yalin hurriedly tilted her head back slightly, her mouth tightly holding Dong Pingchuan's penis,
welcoming his thrusts. Dong Pingchuan weighed over two hundred pounds, and she was afraid that he might lose his balance
and sit on her chest, which she couldn't bear.
"Daddy! My pussy...it's so itchy...I want Daddy's big cock! I want Daddy's big cock to fuck my pussy
..." After giving Dong Pingchuan oral sex for a few minutes, Li Yalin hurriedly twisted her body and said. Dong Pingchuan had no choice but
to pull out his penis. Li Yalin hurriedly took off her pants, and when she wanted to take off her top, Dong Pingchuan stopped her.
"I'll fuck you with your clothes on!" Dong Pingchuan chuckled, spreading Li Yalin's two long, slender legs wide
open. "Daughter, Daddy's going to fuck you now!" After saying that, he aimed his hard penis at the girl's open slit,
about to thrust it in. Just then, he suddenly paused, looked at Li Yalin and asked, "You haven't done anything
to betray me these past few days, have you?"
It turned out that Dong Pingchuan was a womanizer who never used condoms during sex. However, he had a
peculiar fear of contracting sexually transmitted diseases from unsafe women. Therefore, he never touched
girls from brothels. His mistresses were all young women who were either students or had respectable jobs.
Before their first time sleeping with him, he would make these women undergo medical examinations. Once they became his women,
he wouldn't allow any other man to touch them. Each woman received a considerable sum of money each month, but if he discovered
his women were unfaithful, the consequences were dire. Li Yalin had heard of a
flight attendant he kept who, unaware of his power,
flirted . One day, after flying together to Xinjiang, they assumed it was safe because it was far from Pinghe
, and went to a hotel. They were caught in the room by a group of people as soon as they undressed. They
survived, but it was rumored that both of their genitals would be permanently disabled.
"What nonsense are you talking about? You bad daddy! I... I saved that place for you, I wouldn't let other men
touch it!" Li Yalin said sweetly.
"That's good!" Dong Pingchuan chuckled, thrusting his hips forward, his penis parting the girl's labia and penetrating
her directly.
"Dad... you're fucking me to death... it's too big..." Li Yalin's moans were high-pitched yet melodious. Dong
Pingchuan chuckled, he didn't care whether the woman's reaction was genuine or not, the feeling of the girl's tight vagina enveloping his penis was
too wonderful , more importantly, seeing this youthful body, not yet twenty years old, writhing and begging for pleasure beneath him,
that sense of satisfaction was something his middle-aged wife could never give him.
"Wife! Why are you back so early? How did things go?" Seeing Yang Yu open the door and enter the house,
Han Shaoyi hurriedly went to greet her, looking at his wife Yang Yu with trepidation.
Yang Yu didn't even glance at her husband, holding onto the shoe cabinet, took off her black high heels, and walked straight
into the living room.
"It's only six o'clock... Honey, have you seen President Dong?... He... you... did... you
know ?" Seeing Yang Yu silently sit down on the sofa, Han Shaoyi slowly walked to her side and asked anxiously.
Glancing at her flustered husband, Yang Yu said expressionlessly, "He refused to help. He only said
he'd tell those people to stop bothering us for now. The rest you have to handle yourself." Yang Yu
's eyes were fixed ahead, completely unfocused.
"This... how can this be?" Han Shaoyi panicked. "So much money,
where ? Honey! Did... did you... did you get President Dong... you know... you know... you know?
" *Slap!* A crisp sound rang out, and Yang Yu's eyes widened as she viciously slapped her husband across the face
.
"You want to ask me if I let him sleep with me, right? No! No! I tried to seduce him, but he ignored me!" Yang...
Rain rained down her fists on her husband's chest, tears streaming down her face. In her youthful beauty, she had rejected
countless suitors, carefully choosing Han Shaoyi. Who knew…who knew he would be such a
spineless coward! "Are you disappointed? Your wife didn't let other men sleep with her, you're unhappy,
aren't you ? Huh?!" Yang Yu roared.
"Wife…wife…please don't…" Han Shaoyi didn't dare dodge, only trying to grab Yang Yu
's hands, but Yang Yu was too emotional to control herself. Han Shaoyi took
several more punches, and Yang Yu's fists slowly weakened. She slumped onto the sofa, sobbing.
"Bastard…bastard…how could I have married such a bastard!" Yang Yu
looked at Han Shaoyi through tear-filled eyes, crying and cursing, "You've ruined such a good family! I'm
telling you now, we're getting a divorce! I want a divorce!"
"Wife, wife, don't cry!" Han Shaoyi comforted Yang Yu. "You know about this debt. Even if
we divorce, you'll still... Besides, even if you want a divorce, don't you think about Han Yang? Wife, we still
have to find a way to deal with this, right?"
Seeing that Yang Yu had temporarily stopped crying, Han Shaoyi sat down beside her. After a while, he looked at Yang Yu, frowned,
and asked, "Wife, do you think President Dong... might be too embarrassed to ask you out? He pursued you so much back then, there's no
reason he wouldn't be interested now, right? Why don't you... ask him out again another day?"
Yang Yu looked at her husband in disbelief. After a while, another loud slap landed on Han Shaoyi's face.
(To be continued).
04.
"Alas! In the midst of the great eunuch's rebellion, how many officials throughout the vast land could remain steadfast in their convictions? Yet these five men
, born among the common people, utterly uneducated in poetry and literature, were filled with righteous indignation and willing to die for their cause. Why was this? Moreover, with forged imperial edicts being issued and
arrests of traitors spreading throughout the land, it was only through the righteous indignation of our prefecture that the perpetrators dared not pursue the matter any further. The great eunuch, too, hesitated, fearing righteousness, and his
extraordinary schemes could not be launched suddenly. He awaited the appearance of a sage before hanging himself on the road. It cannot be said that this was not due to the efforts of these five men..." After
reading the masterpiece "The
Memorial wrote a few comprehension questions on the blackboard. Looking at her watch,
she said to the students, "Class will be over in a few minutes. Copy these questions home. I won't add any more burden to your studies this weekend.
But you should understand that after the midterm exams, the final exams are not far away. After that, you'll
say goodbye to your first year of high school. Next semester, you'll be in your second year. Don't relax too much, understand?"
"Yes, teacher!" the whole class responded in unison. Pei Wenxuan smiled, put down her pencil, and
dusted her hands. Just then, she felt a vibration in her pocket. Turning around, she took out her phone and saw
a short WeChat notification: "The ball game the day after tomorrow, will you come?"
Pei Wenxuan sighed inwardly, phone in hand, and turned to leave the classroom for the administration office.
She looked somewhat lost the entire way, ignoring several students and colleagues who greeted her.
After packing her briefcase, Pei Wenxuan still couldn't decide how to reply to the WeChat message. She slowly walked to
the parking lot , got into her hybrid Corolla, and simply tossed her phone aside.
The car slowly drove out of the school. Not long after, her phone suddenly rang. Pei Wenxuan's heart skipped a beat. She
quickly glanced at the caller ID on the car screen; it simply displayed the name "Juan." She breathed a sigh of relief and
pressed the answer button on the steering wheel.
"What? Weren't you going on a blind date tonight?" Before the other person could speak, Pei Wenxuan
teased in a cheerful tone, "Why are you calling me now? Do you want me to be a third wheel?"
"Oh, don't even mention it!" Wu Ruojuan's voice sounded tired on the other end. "Well, thanks to your
old man , he said tonight is his last dinner before retirement, and everyone in the entire bureau has to be there!
The director gave the order, how could I not give him face? I couldn't even run away... so I had to text him to cancel.
" "Cancel? How could that be? That's your life's most important event, Miss!"
"It's alright, he's not that petty. He said he'll change it to afternoon tea at the Northern Lights the day after tomorrow.
" "Oh... that's good too, at least we can see more clearly during the day!" Pei Wenxuan laughed.
"What's so good about it? A haggard old woman like me can at least use lights to cover up at night, but in broad daylight,
nothing can be hidden."
"Haha, who told you to get old..." Pei Wenxuan suddenly stopped. Although she and Wu Ruojuan had been best friends for many years
, her identity as a teacher made her feel that it was inappropriate to use such vulgar language to talk about her friend. She
paused , then changed her words, saying, "Who told you to follow the trend and get involved in this 'older woman-younger man' relationship? Remember to use that
concealer I gave you last time, apply it to the corners of your eyes, it works quite well."
"Alright, alright, I'm just afraid that no matter how much I conceal, it will still look terrible in the light! Sigh, I really don't want
to go ." Wu Ruojuan's voice sounded like she was really about to back out.
"Go ahead, go ahead!" Pei Wenxuan laughed and encouraged her, "Miss, your happiness and sexual bliss for the rest of your life
depend on whether you can catch this potential stock this time."
"Get lost!" Wu Ruojuan laughed and scolded, "I'm not chatting with you anymore, I'm going to have dinner with them
. By the way, do you want to come?"
"No, Old Dong is going home tonight, I'm rushing back to cook for him."
"Alright then, go be your good wife and mother. Hmm? Old Dong's been staying home a lot lately, hasn't
he?" "What are you talking about!" Pei Wenxuan sighed. "I only see him on weekends."
"Hehe!" Wu Ruojuan's voice was teasing. "Old Dong still remembers to come home and pay his dues, you should
be grateful Don't try too hard tonight.
" "You're going to die!" Pei Wenxuan blushed. "Go see your handsome guy, you old cow eating young grass, see if
you don't suffer later!" Pei Wenxuan finally said what she hadn't said before.
Pei Wenxuan's father, Pei Hong, was the director of the Pinghe City Education Bureau. He was about to turn sixty and was preparing
to retire. Wu Ruojuan was Pei Wenxuan's best friend. She used to be a teacher. After her divorce
, she raised her son, Feng Yupeng, alone. Life was very hard. Later, Pei Wenxuan asked her father for help and found an
opportunity to transfer her to work at the Education Bureau. After that, their lives gradually improved.
Wu Ruojuan was quite good-looking; when she became colleagues with Pei Wenxuan, she was dubbed the "female..." by the male teachers and students at the school.
Two beauties among the teachers, Wu Ruojuan was a former teacher and later a civil servant—both
highly sought-after professions in the eyes of men looking for a partner. So, despite being divorced and having a child, she had no
shortage of suitors over the years, but Wu Ruojuan was determined to reject them all. It wasn't until last year, when her son entered
high school, that she said she wanted to find a man to spend the rest of her life with. However, after wasting so many years, Wu Ruojuan was
now her late forties, and with her son so grown up, finding an ideal partner
was no easy task.
Recently, Pei Wenxuan heard that Wu Ruojuan was getting along very well with a man and they had even arranged to meet. But there was
one problem: the man was only thirty-three, a full seven years younger than Wu Ruojuan.
"Good luck!" Pei Wenxuan muttered, hoping her best friend would find a good
match . After hanging up the phone, she went to the supermarket and bought some of her husband Dong Pingchuan's favorite dishes. She went home and started cooking.
She wasn't a fast cook; it took her almost two hours to prepare a meal of three dishes and a soup. By the time she finished, it was past
eight o'clock , but Dong Pingchuan still hadn't come home.
She waited at the table for almost another hour, until the clock passed nine, before she heard
the sound of a key turning in the lock. Pei Wenxuan rushed to open the door, and Dong Pingchuan, reeking of alcohol, staggered. Pei Wenxuan quickly
caught him to prevent him from falling.
"Why did you drink so much again?" Pei Wenxuan rarely complained about her husband, but she
often tried to dissuade him from drinking. After all, they were both over forty, and the results of his medical checkups over the past few years showed that Dong Pingchuan's
liver problems were getting worse. The doctor said he had fatty liver, and if he continued drinking, it could develop into
cirrhosis.
"I didn't want to drink either." Dong Pingchuan had a high alcohol tolerance and good manners when drunk. Even when drunk,
he would at most fall asleep and rarely talked nonsense or used alcohol as an excuse to hit or curse. At this moment, he still seemed very
sober: "You know that guy Lao Feng, he drinks like a madman, and he always tries to get people
to drink..."
"Then you should drink less with him!" Pei Wenxuan frowned and said, but then sighed. Given
Dong Pingchuan 's relationship with those friends, getting them to stop drinking with him would be easier said than done. Little did she know that Dong Pingchuan
wasn't drinking with his friends this time, but with his lover. They had drunk so much because they used
alcohol .
"Did you eat out?" Pei Wenxuan helped Dong Pingchuan to sit down on the sofa: "The food is all ready,
I'll heat it up for you."
"No need!" Dong Pingchuan slumped onto the sofa, staring blankly at the ceiling. "I ate too much outside
, my stomach's churning. Just run me a bath, I'm going to take a shower."
Pei Wenxuan had no choice but to go to the bathroom and fill the bathtub with hot water for Dong Pingchuan. Dong Pingchuan then staggered into
the bathroom, and Pei Wenxuan hurriedly went to the kitchen to prepare Pu'er tea for him. After she frantically brewed the tea and brought it into the room
, she found Dong Pingchuan already fast asleep on the bed, his clothes scattered all over the floor.
"It's happening again!" Pei Wenxuan sighed, silently picking up the clothes and putting them in the laundry
basket. Given her position, she naturally didn't need to wash her own clothes; the housekeeper who came tomorrow would take them. Just as she was about to
turn away, a bright red lipstick mark on her collar caught her attention. Looking closely at the
lipstick mark , Pei Wenxuan stood there, frozen, for a long, long time.
As his wife, Pei Wenxuan wasn't completely unaware of Dong Pingchuan's extramarital affairs, but what
could ? Dong Pingchuan is a big boss with many social engagements. Even if she confronted him with this lipstick mark, he
could simply say it was just for show. What else could she do? Argue? Divorce? Thinking about
the days Wu Ruojuan spent after her divorce, Pei Wenxuan felt a chill run down her spine.
Returning to the room, she tucked her husband in, then went back to the dining room and sat there staring blankly at the three
dishes and . The dinner they had been looking forward to, and the subsequent intimacy, had all vanished. Pei Wenxuan
felt bitter and resentful; the food tasted bland. She forced back her tears and silently finished dinner alone,
then took a shower and went to bed.
Sitting against the edge of the bed, Pei Wenxuan took out her phone. She saw over a dozen message notifications on WeChat,
all from the same person: WeChat name: Xiao Tianxia, profile picture: an eagle spreading its wings.
"Why aren't you replying?"
"You promised you'd go, didn't you? Have you changed your mind?"
"I miss you, I really miss you."
"Can I hear your voice? I'm going crazy."
"Why are you so heartless?"
A shocking message entered Pei Wenxuan's eyes, her heart felt like it had been
gripped , tightly clenched.
Dong Pingchuan beside her was snoring loudly. Pei Wenxuan quickly put her phone on silent mode, then her fingers flew
across the keyboard, typing: "I'm sorry, maybe I gave you the wrong expectations that day, but I believe you know that
with our relationship, continuing like this won't lead to anything. I won't go on Sunday. I hope you
forget all this and get your life back on track quickly. That's it, I'm turning off my phone, and I won't turn it back on for the next few days
. Don't send me any more messages."
She quickly clicked send, decisively pressed the power button, then threw the phone off the bed,
lay down, and pulled the blanket over her head. A minute later, she felt a warm sensation at the corner of her eye, and two uncontrollable
tears finally streamed down her face.

Text [Mature Mothers and Lustful Children] Part 1 (5-6)

After drying herself with a towel, Wu Ruojuan stared at the mirror. Reflected in the mirror
was a tall, voluptuous female body, over 1.7 meters tall, with firm, full breasts. She had been
soaking in the bathtub for over half an hour, her skin slightly red from the hot water, which accentuated her natural
whiteness.
Reaching down to her waist, she sighed softly. The excess fat on her waist was quite noticeable; she would have
to wear that black trench coat to cover it up. It
had been five or six years since she left the classroom to work at the Municipal Education Bureau, sitting in the office almost every day. It was no wonder she had gained weight.
Picking up a 36D bra, just as she was about to put it on, Wu Ruojuan changed her mind and took out
the electronic scale from the drawer. She exhaled and stepped onto it. "Sixty-four and a half kilograms..." she thought, looking at the scale.
Looking at the number on the scale, she frowned and muttered, "129 pounds...that's almost 130! I really
have to really work hard to lose this!" She gritted her teeth, stepped off the scale, and returned to the mirror. Fortunately, she
was quite tall, over 1.7 meters even without heels, so the woman in the mirror didn't
look bulky; only the excess fat around her waist was noticeable. She thought back to her school days as a teacher, when she
had the nickname "Little Chen Chong," and like her friend "Little Li Lingyu" Pei Wenxuan, they were both
stunning beauties envied by many. How slender she was back then! But over the years, her weight had steadily increased, and there was
nothing she could do about it. However, sometimes she thought, after all, she was over forty, a middle-aged woman, and couldn't really
worry about it too much.
Putting on the enormous black silk bra and matching panties, Wu Ruojuan looked at her breasts
and patted her high, pert buttocks: "Luckily, both of these places are pretty big; at least all this flesh hasn't gone to the wrong
places !" A smile crept onto her lips. Thinking of the person she was about to meet,
a wave of panic washed over her.
This was Wu Ruojuan's first time ever going to something like a "blind date"! Since her
divorce , she had focused most of her attention on her son and devoted the rest of her energy to work,
leaving her no time to think about her own life. Fortunately, things are finally looking up. Her son has made her very proud.
He's been a top student since he was little. Although he only attended an ordinary neighborhood elementary school, he
ranked among the top five in the city in the entrance exam for junior high and was admitted to Pinghe No. 1 Middle School, the top key middle school in the city. He also achieved the
highest and stayed on to study at the same school. Just like in elementary and junior high, he is also
the class monitor in high school, excelling in both character and academics. At parent-teacher conferences, even his physics and chemistry teachers said that
there was absolutely no need to worry about his studies. Although he's only in his first year of high school, he can already handle even the questions from the second and third years of high school.
If he studies hard for another two years, he'll
be able to get into not only a decent university, but even the top universities in the country, like Tsinghua and Peking University, by the time he takes the college entrance exam.
Her own career has also gradually improved in recent years. Working at the Municipal Education Bureau, she
was promoted to the position of deputy director of the Moral Education, Physical Education, Health and Arts Education Department a few years ago, a deputy section chief level position. Moreover, the director of their department
is retiring next year, and considering all the information, she is one of the strong contenders for this position. Unfortunately,
her department was a rather low-paying one, far less prestigious than the Higher Education or Basic Education departments, and she could only make ends meet with a meager fixed
salary. However, this was much better than the impoverished years immediately following her divorce, and now that her son
was basically an adult, she had time to think about the rest of her life.
A year ago, with the help of her best friend Pei Wenxuan, Wu Ruojuan registered as a member on a local dating website.
Naturally, many people quickly contacted her, and Wu Ruojuan chatted with quite a few online. However,
most of these people were looking for one-night stands or casual sex partners, which disgusted her. Others were clearly scammers trying to
get her money Of the dozens of people she chatted with, only one man with the online name "Warm Breeze" was someone she could truly connect with. Wu
Ruojuan had been chatting with him for over half a year. This Warm Breeze claimed to be a psychological counselor. He was eloquent,
knowledgeable , and witty. More importantly, unlike other men, he didn't immediately ask
for photos or videos. They had only gotten to know each other through text messages, which reminded Wu Ruojuan
of her college romances. Finally, after their last chat, Warm Breeze suggested meeting
in person Wu Ruojuan felt it was time, so they arranged to have afternoon tea together this afternoon.
When Wu Ruojuan first met Nuanfeng, she hadn't expected anything more.
During their first chat, Nuanfeng mentioned he was thirty-three, a full seven years younger than her—
a significant age gap. However, Nuanfeng said he, like Wu Ruojuan, had also experienced a failed marriage, the only difference
being he didn't have children. This made Wu Ruojuan feel slightly more accepting. If Nuanfeng were an unmarried man,
she would have blocked him long ago. What would an unmarried young man want from a middle-aged
woman ?
Thinking about seeing Nuanfeng soon, Wu Ruojuan's heart skipped a beat. She patted her chest,
inwardly berating herself for being so weak. How could she act
like ? She gritted her teeth and carefully applied lipstick to her slightly dull lips, making
final preparations for leaving.
Meanwhile, in the next room, Wu Ruojuan's pride and hope—her only son, Feng Yupeng—put down his
phone. Several WeChat messages he sent had gone unanswered; he knew she wouldn't reply
.
He sat for a while, lost in thought, then opened a notebook. He hadn't kept a diary before
, but since starting high school, to improve his essay—the only thing he hadn't done well on in the middle school entrance exam
—he decided to start. Apparently, it was a quick way to improve writing skills.
"Today, she ignored me again. They say a woman's heart is like a needle at the bottom of the sea, so unpredictable! Does she even like
me? I can't figure it out. Maybe I really don't have anything that attracts her? Coming from such
a family, and not being strong... Sigh! If only those glasses from that movie that could see through people
existed in real life! But even if they did, I doubt I could
afford them. Oh well, thinking about it is useless. I have to play soccer this afternoon; hopefully, I'll see
her then."
As Feng Yupeng closed his laptop, the phone rang. He answered and saw it was Dong Lei calling
.
"Hey buddy, what time is your game this afternoon?" Dong Lei's slightly roguish voice came through the phone.
"Two-thirty," Feng Yupeng replied in a low voice. Dong Lei was Pei Wenxuan's only son, a year older than him. They
had grown up together and were very close, but ever since Dong Lei dropped out of school after junior high and became a street thug
, Wu Ruojuan had stopped liking him and stopped associating with him.
"Okay! I'll come cheer you on! Who are you playing against today? Bincai? Pshaw! No big deal
, we'll definitely win."
Like Feng Yupeng, Dong Lei had been a football fan since elementary school. They had even played together on the school team in junior high,
but since Dong Lei dropped out of school, they naturally couldn't play together anymore, and Dong Lei could only occasionally play pickup games outside.
" That was great.
" "I don't mind you coming to see me, but don't do what you did last time!" Feng Yupeng chuckled, a little
annoyed . Dong Lei was just too loyal to his friends. Last time, Feng Yupeng and he were playing
pickup football together, and one of the guys kicked Feng Yupeng from behind while he was dribbling fast. Dong Lei got
carried away and grabbed a piece of wood from the sidelines, smashing the guy who kicked Feng Yupeng's head open
, almost starting a brawl. But he didn't care about any of that. You see, his dad was Dong Pingchuan!
One of the top . In Pinghe City, there was nothing he wouldn't dare to do.
"Alright, alright, by the way, did your dad tell you?" "
Yeah, he said to go to his factory for dinner tonight."
"Yeah, my dad wants me to come too, so annoying."
"They'll probably play cards after they eat, right? Let's finish eating quickly and leave early," Feng Yupeng said.
"Okay, see you later!" Dong Lei said and hung up the phone.
After getting dressed, Wu Ruojuan picked up the Dior bag she'd bought last year. She'd had her eye on it for a long time
but hadn't been able to bring herself to buy it. Last year, her son ranked first in the city's high school entrance exam, and in her joy, she decided to treat herself, gritting her teeth
and using most of her savings to buy it. Pushing open the door, she saw her son, Feng Yupeng, just coming out of his room, wearing
his school team's soccer jersey with a white sports windbreaker over it. She'd bought it for him when he ranked first in his grade at the end of last semester; he said it was a Real Madrid jersey. Although it was just a cheap knock-off costing a little over two hundred yuan, her son was very happy and insisted on wearing . "What? Going out to play soccer?" Wu Ruojuan was very supportive of her son's love for soccer, as it not only improved his physical fitness but also fostered teamwork. Moreover, Feng Yupeng's soccer playing had never affected his academic performance. So Wu Ruojuan instructed, "Remember to drink plenty of water." Upon seeing his mother, Feng Yupeng smiled and said, "It's nothing, Mom. There's a game against Bincai School this afternoon, lots of people are going to watch." He paused, looked at his mother, and asked, "Are you going out too?" Wu Ruojuan's face flushed slightly for no apparent reason. She coughed lightly and said, "Yes, Mom's going out for a stroll ." She didn't know why she lied. "Mom, you look...so beautiful today!" Clearly, her earlier outfit had been effective; even her son was praising her. Wu Ruojuan felt secretly pleased, but said aloud, "Is Mom not beautiful usually?" "You're beautiful too, Mom. In my heart, you're the most beautiful woman in the world." What a sweet tongue her son had! Wu Ruojuan felt a sweet warmth in her heart, but remembering her son's past " misdeeds," she still put on a stern face. "What nonsense are you talking about?" Feng Yupeng was clearly afraid of his mother. He paused and said, "Oh, Mom, I won't be home for dinner tonight . After playing soccer this afternoon, I'll stay at school." Wu Ruojuan then noticed that her son was still carrying a backpack. Feng Yupeng had been a boarding student since junior high school , only returning home on Saturdays and Sundays. Tomorrow was Monday, and since her son was already at school, it would be troublesome to make him travel back and forth. So she nodded and said, "Alright then, you can eat at the school cafeteria tonight." "Mom..." Feng Yupeng hesitated for a moment before saying, "Dad called me this morning and told me... told me to come to his place for dinner tonight. " "Oh?" Wu Ruojuan raised an eyebrow. "Feng Sen still thinks of you, his son? How long has it been since he last contacted you ? With that bitch at home, does he dare invite you to his house? Oh... I see, like last time, he wants you to eat at his factory, right?" She said with a sneer. "I think so," her son stammered. "Dad said to go to his factory first." "Alright, then go ahead. Don't be so silly. Remember to ask him for money! You know ? Your tuition is due soon, make him pay. " "Okay...okay." Feng Yupeng sighed inwardly. "Don't even think about saving him money! Feng Sen has no conscience. He's so rich, but he doesn't seem to care much about you, his own son! Let me tell you, if you don't ask him for more money, all that money will end up in that slut's pocket! It'll all go to that little bitch in the future, and you won't get a single penny." "Okay, okay, Mom, I will." Feng Yupeng quickly replied, knowing his mother was , so he readily agreed. Watching her son's hurried departure, Wu Ruojuan sighed deeply. Her ex-husband, Feng Sen, was a scoundrel. While she was pregnant with Feng Yupeng, he had an affair with a younger woman, and later even had a daughter , who was only two years younger than Feng Yupeng. She only discovered this when Feng Yupeng was about to start kindergarten , which naturally led to a huge family battle and a divorce. After the divorce, Feng Sen immediately married that bitch named Zhou Minjun and started a new family. At that time, Feng Sen's business wasn't very big, and Wu Ruojuan received almost nothing in the divorce settlement. Over the years, she raised Feng Yupeng with the tens of thousands of yuan she received in the divorce settlement, plus years of hard work . Just as she was about to leave, she caught a glimpse of the computer in her son's room displaying the shutdown screen. This old computer was quite old; it took several minutes to shut it down. Suddenly, an idea flashed through Wu Ruojuan's mind. She went into Feng Yupeng's room and looked out the window. Her son was walking towards the bus stop. She turned back, sat down at the computer, and pressed the power button again. The computer had a password, but that didn't stop Wu Ruojuan. Her son would never imagine that his mother would secretly access his computer with the same password as his bank card. Wu Ruojuan easily logged into the Windows operating system . Opening the browser, Wu Ruojuan checked her son's browsing history: Sina Sports, Hupu NBA, King of Glory… these were mostly related to his interests. The mother smiled, thinking that he was only in his first year of high school, playing around with these things was fine, but next year she would have to urge him to focus all his energy on his studies. Thinking about the websites her son used to visit, she couldn't help but blush. Fortunately, it seemed he hadn't visited those shady websites anymore… Walking onto the street, Wu Ruojuan tossed her recently permed wavy hair, as if trying to shake off her worries, and hailed a taxi: "Northern Lights Hotel," she told the driver her destination .

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