【Urban Fragrance Records】(Revised Edition) (Chapters 101-140) Author: Lin Gege

Author: Lin Gege
Word Count: 190166

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Chapter 101 The Tang Sisters.

"Is there something you need? I'm very busy,"

Shi Yan said formally.

"What, not welcoming an old classmate?"

Li Kuohai smiled. "Are you still angry about last time? Actually, you really misunderstood me. Back
then I was really short of funds. Look, I've come today with sincerity. My word still stands.
I've brought the money, and the project can proceed."

Li Kuohai's words were utterly disgusting to Shi Yan. He had clearly seen that the restaurant
was already renovated, yet he deliberately pretended to be oblivious and came to play the good guy.

"No need, I've already found a new partner. As you can see, the restaurant is already renovated."

"Oh!"

Upon hearing this, Li Kuohai feigned surprise, looking around with exaggerated expressions.
"I didn't even notice when I came in, this—it's already finished—"

He then frowned, looking displeased. "You found a new partner, how can you do this?
We clearly agreed that my funds would be invested in your restaurant as soon as they came in. Don't you trust me—
"

"Alright!"

Shi Yan interrupted him, her anger barely contained, but her expression remained calm as she said, "
Is that man outside your subordinate?"

Li Kuohai, confused, chuckled. "Subordinate or not, I'm not part of the mafia. He
's my driver."

"Your driver, your driver has been loitering around this restaurant every day, asking everyone he meets: '
Isn't this restaurant short of funds? Why is it still under renovation?' Isn't this what you ordered?"

Upon hearing this, Li Kuohai's expression became incredibly complex. His lie had been exposed in public, leaving him extremely embarrassed.
His lips twitched, and he tried several times to retort, but no words came out. The

more nonchalant Shi Yan's tone, the more ashamed he felt. At this moment, Li Kuohai wished he could kill Luo Feng, this
useless and troublesome guy who had made him lose face.

He also resented Shi Yan for showing him no respect whatsoever, making him lose face completely. "You bitch,
I'll fuck you to death!"

At this moment, Shi Yan lowered her head, dealing with her own affairs, clearly unwilling to continue the conversation.

Li Kuohai's expression shifted repeatedly, finally settling into a sinister look in his eyes as he squinted and stared intently at
Shi Yan.

"Hehe, Shi Yan, why are you doing this? You should know that
I've liked you since the first moment I saw you in college, but you never gave me a chance. Now we live in the same city, it must be
fate. As long as you give me a chance, don't worry, I will definitely give you a happiness that no one else can give you..."

Li Kuohai rambled on, revealing his feelings. He thought that since he had already been exposed, there was no need
to hide his thoughts, so he simply said it boldly, "I've always wanted to work with you. That time I was really in
trouble, but after I solved it, I found that you no longer needed me, so I had the driver secretly inquire. But don't worry,
I didn't mean any harm. It was all out of concern for you, really."

"Li Kuohai, I appreciate your feelings."

Shi Yan looked at Li Kuohai coldly and said calmly, "I don't mean to blame you at all. It's just that we're
not suitable. I'm really busy, and I believe you're busy too!"

"Are you—trying to get rid of me?"

Li Kuohai said solemnly.

"No, I'm just very busy."

Shi Yan shrugged, spreading her hands, speaking in a formulaic manner, devoid of any emotion.

"You really won't give me a chance?"

"Mr. Li, I think I've already made myself very clear. Do you want me to repeat myself?"

Shi Yan's tone was even colder. Before, calling him by his name carried a hint of old classmate camaraderie, but now addressing him as "Mr"
—Shi Yan already knew Li Kuohai's character very well. He was hypocritical. She had approached him for cooperation because she thought they were classmates,
but after hearing Master Chen's words, she realized Li Kuohai's sinister intentions. He had deliberately set a trap, trying every means to get her,
using despicable methods while appearing virtuous on the surface.

Shi Yan hated men who were two-faced. Compared to Meng Jingyun, this young
man, though lecherous and smooth-talking, was sincere and didn't deliberately seek any reward for his actions.

Li Kuohai, on the other hand, hadn't done anything yet, but he already wanted her. His intentions were malicious. Shi Yan hadn't told him to get
out; speaking to him so politely was already a sign of her being kind.

"Shi Yan, don't you have any classmate feelings left? Why do you have to speak to me in such a cold tone?"

"The door's over there."

Li Kuohai's eyes narrowed, his anger turning into a cold laugh. "Heh, don't forget, I work at the Municipal Health Bureau. Your
restaurant's decor is nice, but I wonder if its hygiene standards are up to par."

Hearing this, Shi Yan's eyes rippled, her eyebrows furrowed, her almond-shaped eyes widened, and she looked up at Li Kuohai
. Their eyes met.

"Heh!"

Li Kuohai, looking confident, dusted off his collar, glancing sideways at Shi Yan's frosty eyes.
"As long as you agree to be my woman, we'll be family, and everything will be fine. Heh, I didn't want to use such extreme
methods, but you—"

"Get out!"

Shi Yan calmly uttered two words.

"You—"

Li Kuohai jumped to his feet, speechless for a long moment, "You—will come kneeling and begging me."

With that, he slammed the door and left.

"Young Master Kuo! How did it go!"

*Smack!*

"Ouch! Why did you hit me..."...

The Datang Dance Academy is located in the heart of Fengdu City, on a bustling street in Yantian District.
Although the academy isn't very large, it's renowned in the industry, especially in Fengdu.

The reason is simple: its principal, Tang Na, was the head of the Jiangdu Provincial Cultural Troupe. Although she's now retired and
running her own business, her reputation remains high, especially her beauty.

Men born in the 1960s and 70s who have seen her dance performances are invariably captivated by her looks and
graceful , the two undisputed beauties of the cultural troupe.

The dream girl of countless men, her enchanting dance moves, breathtakingly alluring figure, and angelic
face accompanied countless men through lonely nights.

Today, although twenty-five years have passed and Tang Yifei has passed away, Tang Na remains like an
ever-blooming flower. Time has left no flaws on her; instead, like a fine wine
, her charm only grows stronger with age, becoming more radiant and captivating. At

forty-five, Tang Na retired from the performing arts troupe more than a decade ago to start her own dance school. What began
as a few classrooms and training classes has grown into a sizable dance academy through over a decade of hard work.

She is the sole shareholder and part-time principal. Although she hasn't made much money, the reputation of Tang Na
Dance she has stepped into the halls of high society from being an entrepreneur.

"…Dr. Tang! You've arrived…"

"Hmm…"

In the corridor of the office building, a woman who looked to be in her late twenties, with a cool and elegant demeanor and a tall figure,
walked gracefully forward with light, quick steps. She inevitably encountered many teachers along the way, and upon seeing this
woman , they all invariably called her Dr. Tang.

This woman was Tang Na's younger sister, Tang Ziyan, who was thirty-six years old this year. A doctoral graduate from the prestigious Harvard
Medical School , she currently served as the head of the oncology department at the research institute under the Shanfeng Group, leading
a team of over twenty hospital experts to jointly explore and research the major medical challenge of cancer that humanity is grappling with
.

"Dr. Tang, you've come to see your senior?"

"Hmm!"

Tang Ziyan nodded mechanically.

The woman turned back and glanced at her retreating figure with envy. She couldn't understand why Tang Ziyan always had such
an arrogant expression. Were all women with minds full of knowledge so arrogant? She was just a doctor;
what was so great about her? She never looked down on anyone.

Tang Ziyan wasn't exceptionally tall, but at 1.78 meters, she was definitely considered tall for an Asian woman.
Today, she wore a black leather jacket, capri pants, and black knee-high boots. Her

voluptuous figure was completely concealed, but even so, the undulating
curves of her body hinted at its fullness and firmness.

A woman's figure is often judged by her breasts and hips, and Tang Ziyan's breasts, while large,
were undoubtedly a 35F. Her high, firm breasts swayed with the rise and fall of her slender waist, their height
as unyielding as her forehead.

The angle of her full, rounded hips was definitely over 90 degrees, without a hint of sagging.

Her full waist and plump hips were tightly encased in high-waisted capri pants, and with each step, her two
perfectly rounded, firm buttocks jiggled, creating a wave of movement.

Such a voluptuous, alluring figure would be something any woman could be proud of, but Tang Ziyan's features were equally
stunning Her high nose bridge, as firm as a foreign woman's, and her full lips, undeniably sensual,
would surely be delicious to hold.

Her smooth face was like a sketch drawn by a master artist, with a pointed chin and
skin as smooth and rosy as a newborn baby's, making one almost smell the scent of milk.

Her large, dark eyes were watery, like clear spring water, without a trace of impurity, and her long, curled
eyelashes , seemingly combed, added a touch of bewitching charm, yet this charm was
masked by her cool and aloof appearance, a perfect blend. Her

slightly thick eyebrows, exuding a vigorous and capable air, perfectly reflected this woman's efficient and capable demeanor.

With a creak, Tang Ziyan pushed open the principal's office door. Looking up, she saw her older sister, Tang Na, standing with her arms crossed,
dressed in a white women's suit and pencil skirt, her back to the door. She was anxiously pacing back and forth in her
long, shapely legs encased in black stockings and off-white high-heeled shoes. Tang Na

seemed dazed, muttering something to herself, and hadn't even heard the loud noise of the door opening.

"Sister! You called for me?"

Hearing Tang Ziyan's voice, Tang Na jumped in surprise, turning around abruptly. Seeing her younger sister, she gave a charming
smile, patted her full breasts with a hint of allure, let out a sigh, and glared at Tang Ziyan. "You scared me! Why
didn't you make a sound when you came in?"

This slight frown and glare, combined with Tang Na's rosy lips and
pouting expression, would have captivated countless men if they saw her.

It's said that the more experienced a woman is, the more charming she becomes, and that
perfectly describes Donna. Although her skin has become somewhat loose, there's no sign of aging in the corners of her eyes and brows; she still retains her elegance.

"You were lost in thought, it wasn't that I opened the door without making a sound."

Seeing her sister, Tang Ziyan finally revealed a faint smile. She sat down on the sofa.
"Why did you rush to see me? What's the matter?"

***

Chapter 102.

"Of course it's about Xiao Fan!"

"He—what could be wrong with him? He's perfectly fine!"

Tang Ziyan chuckled, "Could it be that old man Meng Huai Ren is dead, and Xiao Fan has
succeeded ?"

Donna rubbed her temples and shook her head. "I don't know

either." "How could you not know!"

"Isn't that why I anxiously came to find you? I haven't received any messages from him for several days.
A while ago he said that Meng Huai Ren was critically ill and the plan could be implemented soon, but so much time has passed,
why is there still no news, and I can't get through to him on the phone."

Little did Donna know that Meng Huai Ren wasn't critically ill at all; it was all fabricated by Zhuo Bufan.

"Are you worried something happened to him?"

"Yes!"

Donna nodded, then shook her head. "I don't know."

"I think you're worrying for nothing. With Xiao Fan's abilities, who in the Meng family can deal with him?
Even he's almost dead. I haven't met my eldest sister's daughter, but I've heard some rumors about her over the years. Yes,
she does have some skills, but how can a woman be a match for Xiao Fan? As for that spendthrift son of the Meng family, he's even
less of a threat. Don't worry! What could possibly happen? Maybe Xiao Fan is dealing with some urgent matter and doesn't have
time to contact you. Besides, the Yangtze River Group is so large; completely controlling it isn't as simple as it seems. Everything
takes time."

"That's true, but I'm still worried. After all, Xiao Fan did something illegal."

Donna felt somewhat relieved after her sister's reassurance, but a lingering unease remained.

"You know it's illegal, yet you still let him do it? Don't hesitate!"

Tang Ziyan pulled her sister Donna to sit on the sofa, causing the latter to gasp and nearly fall flat
on her back.

"Are you trying to kill me?!"

Donna bit her lip, glaring at her sister with a mixture of coquettishness and anger. "You know Xiao Fan's personality—stubborn, once he
's made up his mind, nothing can change it."

"Yes!"

Tang Ziyan couldn't bear her sister's resentful gaze.

Donna continued, "Besides, didn't you agree with him doing this? Once you get the Yangtze Group, you
can fulfill your wish."

Tang Ziyan's wish was to own an independent research institute, one that belonged to her alone.
And to achieve this wish, a large sum of money was needed—not just a few hundred thousand or a few million.

An experimental research institute equipped with complete biomedical equipment
cannot be established without a continuous supply of funding, especially for researching cancer, a medical challenge the entire world is tackling.
Without the backing of a large corporation, it would be impossible to continue.

Tang Ziyan's wish could have been fulfilled seven or eight years ago, but she missed a precious opportunity.
At that time, she was working as a biomedical researcher at Harvard University. Under her mentor's guidance, she
and her junior colleague were researching the treatment of malignant tumors…

Although they didn't succeed, they made a significant discovery:
a could, to some extent, inhibit the spread of malignant tumor cells.

This major discovery gave them the opportunity to stand on the Nobel Prize stage in Sweden that year,
but ultimately, due to special circumstances, she was unable to stand on this highest honor in the medical field.

The consequences of missing out were severe; the Nobel Prize officially named the virus after her junior colleague,
{CH virus}, while her name was merely a participant in the research file.

The junior sister's reputation soared, and although Tang Ziyan also received half of the $100,000 bonus, it
was insignificant compared to her fame and fortune. At the time, she was arrogant and didn't care, but now
it's .

Now, the junior sister is the chairperson of a listed company, largely due to her reputation,
while Tang Ziyan, without any fame, can only hold a minor position as a section chief in a large corporation.

The title "Dr. Tang" sounds impressive, but what does it mean to Tang Ziyan? What she cared about is lost,
and it's difficult to get it back.

"Ziyan…Ziyan…"

Donna saw her sister lost in thought and called her several times without her responding. She angrily shoved Tang Ziyan
, "Wh-what?"

"Are you even listening to me?!"

Donna pouted, dissatisfied.

"Sister, I'm sorry, I was lost in thought just now."

Tang Ziyan sighed and reached out to hug her sister, Tang Na. She felt sorry for her sister. Their parents
passed away early, and her eldest sister, Tang Yifei, got married and eventually drifted apart before dying. She lost all contact with the Meng family.

Back then, Tang Ziyan was still in junior high school, and all her tuition fees were earned by her sister Tang Na through hard work. Otherwise,
she wouldn't have gone into business so early. Being the head of the performing arts troupe would have been so comfortable; why did she have to suffer like that? And now, Tang Na was still
worrying about her. "Sister, thank you, thank you for taking care of me all these years."

A tear slid down Tang Ziyan's cheek.

"Sigh... "

Donna knew her sister had remembered that incident again. "Ziyan, do we sisters need to say thank you?
Taking care of you is what I should do."

She then joked, "Who told me to commit so many sins in my past life? I owe you, and I'm destined to repay it in this life."

"You're so annoying!"

"Hehe! Okay, stop crying. Originally, I wanted you to care about me, but now I'm the one caring about you.
You! You seem strong on the surface, but you're so fragile inside."

"Your sister understands me best."

"Of course! If I don't understand you, who will!"

Donna pouted, tapped her sister Tang Ziyan's nose, and then sighed deeply. "Are
you still worried about Xiaofan?"

"Yes! Although he's not my son, he's still Old Zhuo's flesh and blood. If something happens to him,
how can I face his deceased father!"

"Sister, why feel guilty? Back then, in a fit of anger, you married your crippled brother-in-law to spite him, carefully
cared for them, saw your brother-in-law off, and raised Xiao Fan. You only have kindness to them,
not debt to them. They owe you, not you."

"Sigh..."

Donna sighed softly, all her bitterness unspoken.

"Sister, are you regretting it?"

Tang Ziyan turned Donna's face to her side.

"...Regret—what's the use? Youthful impetuosity ruined me."

"You hate Meng Huai-ren?"

"...I used to hate him—"

Donna got up and walked to the window, gazing at the endless void, murmuring to herself, "Now—I can't
hate him anymore. Actually, he wasn't wrong. Back then, I insisted on getting between him and my older sister. I
was too competitive, always wanting to compete with my older sister. I knew very well

that in the performing arts troupe, my older sister's abilities and beauty far surpassed mine. I was dissatisfied and constantly opposed her. She
yielded to me, but I took her for granted and became even more arrogant, until in the end—I ruined myself. This is probably
reaping what !...

Now, thinking back, I really doubt if that was me back then. How could I have become so unreasonable...
Meng Huai-ren was right to choose my older sister. It's laughable that I chose the most pitiful old soldier, Lao Zhuo, who had lived a life of hardship. This
is the consequence of my past life's actions..."

"Sister, stop talking!"

Tang Ziyan hugged her sister Tang Na from behind, choking back tears. "Let bygones be bygones. Everyone
makes mistakes. You've suffered enough for half your life. From now on, I'll be by your side."

"Silly girl, why are you staying with me?"

Tang Na grasped her sister's hand, stroking her face, and smiled with relief. "I understand your feelings. I want to stay with you."
" That's why my sister hasn't had a boyfriend yet, but you're already thirty-six. If you don't get married soon, you'll become an old maid.
Do you want our Tang family line to end?"

"What old maid? Aren't you an old maid already!"

"Are you looking for a beating?"

Donna raised an eyebrow.

"No way! Hehe."

Tang Ziyan quickly begged for forgiveness. "I was thinking, sister, you should
find a proper man to marry. Your husband has been gone for almost ten years. If you don't get married soon, you won't find a good man."

"Sister, you're forty-five already! Who would want you if you still wanted to get married?!"

"Why wouldn't anyone want you? Didn't you see the way those male teachers at your academy looked at you? They practically wanted to eat you alive."

"Alright, let's get serious."

Tang Na's face hardened. "Come with me to Huaiyang in a few days!"

"You're going to see Xiao Fan?"

"Yes! I'm worried. That kid's changed as he's grown up. I don't know what he's been thinking all these years,
how he could have such crazy ideas."

"He's avenging you! Meng Huai Ren should die too. Besides, the Changjiang Group originally belonged to the Tang family.
If Father hadn't given out that sum of money back then, the Changjiang Group would have ceased to exist long ago. Father's hard work can't be allowed to
be enjoyed by that spendthrift Meng Jingyun!"

"Nonsense!"

"Even fallacies are reasons! This is the truth. I think Xiao Fan is almost successful now. Okay! I'll
take care of my work. In a few days, I'll accompany you to Huaiyang. If Meng Huai Ren is still alive, I want to
see just how handsome he is that he can make my two older sisters so infatuated."

"Bullshit! I told you long ago, I was just being stubborn back then. I didn't like him at all. Besides, Xiao Fan said he's already
an old man, so it's even more impossible for me to like him..." ...

Chapter

103

In the back garden of Meng Jingyun's villa.

"Did you understand what I just said?"

"Hehe!"

Qin Fen chuckled. "Although we've never built any training grounds before, according to
Director 's requirements, it's not difficult. It's just a sandpit and a few iron pillars and wooden stakes, right? There shouldn't be any
problems."

"That's good."

Meng Jingyun smiled and patted Qin Fen's shoulder. "Speaking of which, I shouldn't trouble
you, Mr. Qin, who's so busy with official duties, with such a simple matter. But I wanted to keep it simple, so I asked you to come."

"Don't mention it."

Qin Fen said obsequiously, "Director, your business is my business. Besides, what trouble is there? You're my
savior , and my whole family is grateful to you. Please don't be so polite about doing this."

Meng Jingyun smiled with satisfaction, thinking that she would remember it, but said politely, "Don't mention saving
my . Don't bring up this matter again, as if I'm doing this for something."

"Hehe, I know."

At this moment, Qin Fen was even more certain that Meng Jingyun had summoned him to extend an olive branch to the Qin family.
Something as simple as building a training ground seemed like just an excuse to call him. It seemed that bringing Ji Yun along was the right thing to do.

Meng Jingyun was pretending to be ignorant, while Qin Fen was pretending to be ignorant.

The two chatted and laughed as they arrived at the door of the study on the second floor. The gym was next door, and they could vaguely hear
Ji Yun and Yang Huiru talking and laughing. Meng Jingyun originally intended to go into the study, but instead took a few steps to
the gym entrance. "What are you chatting about! So happy?"

At this moment, Yang Huiru's hair was tied up in a high bun with a wooden hairpin. She was wearing a gray tight-fitting t-shirt and matching
hot pants. She was jogging slowly on the treadmill, tilting her head to listen to Ji Yun's conversation.

Suddenly seeing Meng Jingyun and Yang Huiru arrive, she immediately looked up.

"I was telling Sister Yang about Director Meng's brilliance at the shareholders' meeting the other day!"

Ji Yun chimed in. This woman now took every opportunity to praise Meng Jingyun, seemingly completely
focused on him.

"What's there to say? You two continue."

Meng Jingyun smiled, turned, and led Qin Fen into the study to sit down. "Uncle Qin is truly blessed with two wives!
He married such a beautiful foreign wife as Aunt Ji."

Meng Jingyun actually had a plan in mind. Since it was like a piece of fat meat delivered to his door, he might as well take it. However
, there was no way Ji Yun would become his woman. Such a flirtatious woman, who knows what Qin the old man had done to her
. He wouldn't accept a woman who wasn't of good character.

That's what Meng Jingyun thought, but when Qin Fen heard these words, they had a different meaning. To Qin Fen,
Meng Jingyun's words definitely meant that he disliked Ji Yun and even blamed her.

Qin Fen interpreted Meng Jingyun's words as follows: "Your father, Qin Xingyuan, married such a beautiful foreign wife,
and he still makes love to her every night. This is secondhand goods, and you're still using her to appease him? That's really unfair."

Qin Fen felt somewhat apprehensive. He cautiously glanced at Meng Jingyun, then sighed, feigning concern,
"Director Meng, you don't understand! Family scandals shouldn't be aired in public, but you're not an outsider."

"Oh!"

Meng Jingyun became interested, wondering if there was some other story behind it.

Seeing that he had successfully piqued Meng Jingyun's interest, Qin Fen began to tell the story.

Qin Xingyuan was only in his fifties. His wife died of illness when Qin Fen was ten years old, when he was not yet
forty. He never remarried, but his life was rather promiscuous; he was never short of women. Moreover, this guy had
a bad habit of believing that married women were the most alluring, so he was quite dissolute at the company, specifically targeting beautiful married female subordinates
.

At first, he was very successful, and he enjoyed it, becoming increasingly bold. He not only indulged in lewd behavior in the office during the day,
but also openly visited female subordinates' homes while their husbands were away, engaging in wanton acts. Naturally, rumors of his womanizing abounded throughout the company
.

However, on one occasion, he was caught in bed with another woman by her husband. The man was understandably furious at such a blatant
act of infidelity. Qin Xingyuan was beaten severely, left half-dead, and even had his genitals cut off. After

several months of recovery in the hospital, Qin Xingyuan was finally discharged and returned to work. But by then,
the rumors of his genitals being cut off by the husband had spread throughout the company. Given Qin Xingyuan's unusual behavior, these
rumors became the subject of ridicule and gossip among all the employees.

Qin Xingyuan was utterly humiliated; the rumors were devastating! To dispel the gossip, he had no choice but to hold a grand
wedding banquet and get married. With a wife, the rumors vanished on their own.

And this wife was Ji Yun. At the time, Ji Yun was in her early twenties, a foreign woman, very beautiful, and
the dream girl of many men in the company. This woman dressed fashionably and was rather materialistic, so she agreed to Qin Xingyuan
's request to marry him.

In the blink of an eye, more than ten years have passed. Since losing his manhood, Qin Xingyuan has lost all
interest in a man—power, influence, and desire. Gradually, he stopped working at the company and began to enjoy traveling around the world.

As long as the Yangtze River Group thrived, he could receive a large dividend every year. As long as he maintained his shareholder
status, nothing else mattered. But his mistress Ji Yun was miserable. Her financial desires were satisfied, but
she had been living a life of physical widowhood for more than ten years…

“So that’s how it is!”

After hearing Qin Fen’s words, Meng Jingyun wanted to laugh but was embarrassed to laugh. This old man Qin was actually a eunuch
! It was really funny. What was even funnier was that the Qin father and son had actually
revealed They really went to great lengths!

"Yes! These years have been tough on my stepmother,"

Qin Fen chimed in.

"It's been tough enough. Sex may not be enough to eat, but it's still necessary. Aunt Ji
sacrificed her physical desires for money."

"That's why my father always felt guilty towards her and told her long ago that as long as she found a man she liked,
he would give her freedom and a generous dowry."

"Did she find him?"

Meng Jingyun asked, feigning ignorance.

"Yes."

"Found him?"

Meng Jingyun was taken aback, thinking, "Why are you still here after finding him?!"

"It's you, Director Meng!"

"Me!"

Meng Jingyun was stunned again. "Ji Yun likes me!"

"Yes! My stepmother was kidnapped along with me and was terrified. In the end, you rescued her, Director Meng, and
she was . When she saw you at the banquet that night, it was love at first sight..."

Meng Jingyun got goosebumps. Was this possible? She liked him the moment she saw him? Did he have that much
charm ? A heartthrob for young women? It seemed he couldn't resist this foreign woman.

After the banquet, Yang Huiru left first. Tomorrow was Sunday, and Meng Jingyun still gave her a day off. Although her job
with Meng Jingyun wasn't much work and wasn't tiring at all, she still wanted to go back to see her
son, Fan Wei.

Fan Wei had already come to pick her up, so Meng Jingyun didn't need to personally drive her.

After Yang Huiru left, Qin Fen then took his leave. At the villa entrance, he said, "Director Meng, please don't see me off. Go back and
take care of your stepmother! I'll send someone over as soon as possible regarding the training ground..." With that,

Qin Fen drove away.

Back in the living room, Ji Yun wasn't there. Hearing sounds coming from the kitchen, Meng Jingyun went there and saw
her clearing the dishes. Yang Huiru had left in a hurry and hadn't had time to clean up yet!

A foreign woman washing dishes—it had a unique charm. This was the first time Meng Jingyun had experienced this. A foreign woman
working —it felt strange, and he felt a strong desire to conquer her. The beautiful woman in her thirties was still a virgin; Meng Jingyun truly
hadn't expected that.

At this moment, Ji Yun was still dressed in her daytime attire. Her graceful and exquisite body was wrapped in a light blue
one-piece dress, no longer than knee-length, loose like a nightgown, with a bow at the waist. With a gentle pull,
the dress could be completely removed.

Beneath the hem, long, thin gray silk tightly encased her shapely, jade
-like legs. Her calves, curved gracefully, outlined a captivating arc.

Plump and smooth, her skin was fair under the gray silk
, flawless, without a single hair or pore.

Below her ankles were a pair of silver-gray ribbon high-heeled sandals, revealing rosy heels, beautiful soles, bluish
veins, and ten neat, delicate toes topped with gray silk and silver-gray nail polish.

Her long, wavy, orange-red hair cascaded over her shoulders, swaying from side to side with her movements. For a fleeting moment,
one could glimpse half of her flawless, rosy cheeks, her pointed chin, red lips, glistening rosy earlobes
, her snow-white neck, and the fleshy mound beneath her collarbone.

A gentle sniff revealed the fragrance of a mature woman.

"Aunt Ji, you're a guest, how can I let you wash the dishes for me!"

Ji Yun glanced back at Meng Jingyun, tilting her head to think for a moment before saying, "It's only right."

In her view, since Meng Jingyun had kept her, it meant he liked her, and doing some
housework for her man was perfectly normal.

Although she was Russian, her mother was from China, so housework was no problem for her.

A short while later, Ji Yun put the washed dishes into the sterilizer, and Meng Jingyun eagerly handed her a towel. "Thank you!"

Ji Yun's face was filled with happiness; for the first time, she showed a woman's shy, bashful expression in front of the man she liked.

"Let me help you, Auntie!"

Meng Jingyun held Ji Yun's slender hand and gently wiped it.

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Chapter 104

"Let me help you, Auntie!"

Meng Jingyun held Ji Yun's slender hand and gently wiped it.

"Call me Anna!"

"Is this your real name?"

"Yes! This is the name my parents gave me. After coming to Z country, I took my mother's surname and changed my
name ."

Anna was led by Meng Jingyun out of the kitchen and to the swimming pool in the back.

"Oh! Then why didn't you stay in Russia, but came to Z country instead?"

"My father was a soldier, and he died in a terrorist attack."

"I'm sorry!"

Meng Jingyun apologetically pulled Anna to sit down in a chair. Anna smiled indifferently, brushed her embroidered hair aside,
and pecked Meng Jingyun's cheek with her delicate red lips. "It's okay, I was only five years old then and don't remember anything."

Then she continued, "After my father died, I came to Z country with my mother. Later, my mother remarried, and my stepfather treated me
very badly. When I was sixteen, my mother also fell ill and passed away. My stepfather remarried, and he treated me even worse
. After that, I went to university and left home. I worked part-time to finish university and then started working. I've never
gone back."

Anna seemed to be telling someone else's story, showing no sadness. At this moment, Meng Jingyun realized why she was
so realistic. A person's personality is inseparable from their childhood.

Because of her difficult life, she became materialistic. Materialism is nothing new; it's become a societal norm.
Which woman doesn't seek out a man with a car, a house, and money? This isn't just a traditional view, but also my own.
Love can't put food on the table; without a material foundation, even the most loving couples will
argue endlessly over mundane necessities.

Anna, after graduating from university, joined the Yangtze Group. It was a time of great ambition for her,
and Qin Xingyuan approached her. Faced with such a powerful temptation, she
naturally couldn't resist. Besides, she was sacrificing her reputation, not her body. Qin Xingyuan was simply asking her to act; a marriage would bring her immense wealth, so naturally, she was willing.

At this point, Meng Jingyun began to understand this woman. She wasn't promiscuous; being outgoing and passionate was her nature, much
like women in developed countries who never hesitated to express their love.

That night at Qin's house, Meng Jingyun recalled how excited Anna was to see him. Her
interactions weren't flirtatious, but rather expressions of affection, just like during the day on the sofa, when Anna noticed Meng Jingyun's
admiring gaze towards her body. She had shown off

her body then, delighted that her beloved man liked it, and eager to display it. But when Qin Fen appeared, she immediately restrained herself, proving she wasn't a wanton woman. Meng Jingyun had previously harbored many misunderstandings about Anna, but now, reflecting on them, he slowly began to accept her. "You really like me?" Meng Jingyun embraced the beauty. Anna's figure was quite robust, standing at 1.8 meters tall, not much shorter than Meng Jingyun. Holding her in his arms, he felt the full strength . "Yes, besides Mom and Dad, you are the person I love most." Anna made no attempt to hide the deep love in her eyes, wrapping her arms around Meng Jingyun's neck and pressing her hot lips , sucking on them and licking his tongue with her own. "As long as you don't mind me, Meng, I will be your woman forever." "Of course I won't mind." As soon as Meng Jingyun finished speaking, Anna pushed him off the chair and onto the ground by the pool. She forcefully spread her shapely legs, encased in long, thin gray stockings, straddled him, and pulled open the seam , tossing her wavy hair aside and casually tossing the skirt into the azure pool. Anna was now wearing a black halter-neck lingerie set, her breasts towering above Meng Jingyun's head, the deep cleavage hidden by her hair, her full, round, and firm buttocks resting on him, their genitals facing each other. This scene was all too familiar to Meng Jingyun. In those foreign films, the female lead always pinned the male lead down, making him look up at her full, sexy body. Today, Meng Jingyun truly experienced the uninhibitedness and passion of foreign women. Foreign women also have a desire to conquer. "Anna! Why do you foreign women like to ride on top of men? Is it comfortable?" Meng Jingyun asked with a smile. Anna smiled after hearing Meng Jingyun's question. "Actually, physiologically speaking, women's libido is often greater than men's. It's the same for you women in Z country. But influenced by traditional culture, you are more reserved in . Although I also grew up in Z country, I am still a Russian woman at heart. So? Do you want to be on top?" Anna asked at the end. "If you want to be on top, I can let you," Anna smiled again. "No!" Meng Jingyun hesitated for a moment. "Actually, I'm used to being on top. It's nice to change positions occasionally. You should be on top !" "Are you sure?" "Yes, I'm sure." Meng Jingyun nodded. He wanted to see how this foreign woman would conquer him, a man from Z country. He knew his abilities were very formidable. "I'll make you feel good." Anna leaned down and hugged Meng Jingyun's neck, kissing his forehead. "I'm looking forward to it." Meng Jingyun's hands were already caressing her snow-white waist and abdomen, rubbing back and forth, gradually sliding down, kneading her plump buttocks. "Don't rush." Anna shushed him and took off Meng Jingyun's t-shirt. Suddenly seeing the hideous scar on Meng Jingyun's chest, she stroked it with her slender hands. "It must hurt a lot!" Meng Jingyun smiled but didn't reply. Anna didn't say anything more. She decisively unbuttoned her bra, revealing her full, snow-white, high-rising breasts, glistening with red nipples. She then pressed them against Meng Jingyun's body, rubbing back and forth. She pressed her sensual lips against his, raining down on his forehead, eyes, nose, and mouth, finally sliding down to his ears, neck, chin, Adam's apple, and firm chest, her tongue gently caressing the lines of his scars. For the first time, Meng Jingyun felt someone licking his wounds, licking his past. At that moment, he felt a strange sense of conquest, the woman on top of him accepting everything about her. "Mmm!" Meng Jingyun instantly pressed Anna down beneath him, looking at her watery, surprised eyes. He smiled, "I still prefer being on top." Anna gave him a seductive wink, thrusting her plump buttocks forward, rubbing her pubic area . The fiery sensation sent a shiver down his spine. He leaned down and sucked on her sensual lips, letting out a wild roar, his tongue entwining in his mouth, sucking back and forth with such force that he wanted to swallow Anna's mouth whole. Mmm! Anna responded just as passionately to Meng Jingyun's kisses. This was her first time indulging in such passion since birth. Although she felt somewhat uncomfortable, sex between men and women is something that comes naturally without instruction. Under Meng Jingyun's guidance, she quickly found the right way, entwining her tongue with his in the same position. Their tongues mingled, their taste buds overflowing with sweetness, their voices whimpering, murmuring, and whispering. At the same time, her legs, encased in grey stockings, wrapped around Meng Jingyun's thighs, rubbing against him incessantly, and the two rolled around on the ground. In the end, it was Meng Jingyun who pinned Anna to the ground, holding her down firmly, not letting her move an inch. Anna, panting heavily, looked at the strong, Chinese man straddling her with her watery blue eyes. Feeling the powerful restraining force emanating from his body, she finally stopped moving.

She closed her eyes, peacefully enjoying Meng Jingyun's service.

"Mmm..."

she responded to his French kiss, her hands stroking her hair behind her head. Meng Jingyun left Anna's
sexy red lips, kissing his way from her chin to her snow-white neck. His hands cupped her breasts from below, kneading them vigorously.
Anna's nipples were very full, with large, pink nipples as translucent as agate.

Her breasts were also very full and firm, not huge, but still a 36F. Her skin was very delicate,
like that of a newborn baby, very white, soft, and moist. If you looked closely, you could see
the fine, bluish veins covering her breasts.

"Mmm! Oh..."

Meng Jingyun pressed the two nipples together, sucking on them vigorously
, using both hands to fully moisten them with saliva. After the two nipples began to engorge and harden, Meng Jingyun
gently nibbled on them with his teeth.

"...Mmm!"

Anna puffed out her chest, pressing Meng Jingyun's head down, as if wanting him to press it into her breasts. She felt so good,
especially when Meng Jingyun gently bit her with his teeth. That soul-shaking feeling spread to
every , and in an instant, goosebumps erupted all over her body.

Anna couldn't help but start to peel off Meng Jingyun's shorts, her jade hands reaching inside to caress Meng Jingyun's
firm buttocks. Feeling the strong hardness of the muscles in his buttocks, Anna's heart fluttered again, her valley trembling with heat.
She thrust her plump buttocks forward to meet the collision of Meng Jingyun's dragon below her. "Meng, I can't take it anymore..."

Meng Jingyun abandoned her breasts and went straight down, making full use of his tongue to lick every piece of her skin,
her lower abdomen , her navel, and then spread her two round jade legs covered in gray stockings, arranging them in an M shape.
Meng Jingyun lay on the ground, his hands holding Anna's thighs, his lips and tongue already reaching her lower abdomen, the hot area.

Upon arriving, Meng Jingyun immediately felt the heat emanating from the stall, mixed with the fishy smell of semen.
Looking at the thin black lace panties covering her vulva, they were soaking wet. Her full vulva protruded like
a small hill, with tangled yellow pubic hair and strands of vaginal fluid hanging from it.

"Meng... um!"

Seeing Meng Jingyun stop moving, Anna involuntarily thrust her plump buttocks forward, the lewd scene immediately catching Meng Jingyun
's eye. Anna's buttocks were incredibly round, even more plump and smooth than those of car models, revealing
two hazy, crescent-shaped labia majora opening and closing. Although she hadn't taken off her panties, Meng Jingyun could already
see the marks inside.

"Dream... hurry, lick..."

"So slutty, foreign women are so wanton in bed."

Meng Jingyun thought to himself, his lips and tongue already on Anna's vulva. He smelled it; the scent was quite nice.
Then, through her thin panties, he licked her full labia. "Tsk tsk..."

"Mmm... ah!"

Anna writhed her body wantonly, thrusting her plump buttocks to meet Meng Jingyun's tongue. She even frantically
pressed Meng Jingyun's head down, her legs clamping together, grabbing her large breasts, licking her lips and tongue, enjoying the sensation.

Rip... Meng Jingyun roughly tore off her thin triangular lace panties, pinning her down, his mouth
devouring her vulva, his tongue sweeping inside her vagina. "Ah... Meng... I'm in so much pain..."

Anna tried desperately to writhe and release her pent-up unease, but her legs wouldn't move an inch. She could only contract her uterus,
passively accepting Meng Jingyun's onslaught.

In this way, all of Anna's pleasure was concentrated on the inner walls of her vagina. Under Meng Jingyun's wave after wave
of sucking, she quickly lost all control, swaying her plump buttocks wantonly, her uterus contracting, and she gushed out a large amount of
vaginal fluid .

Her delicate body was still trembling. At this moment, Meng Jingyun quickly stripped naked, his erect penis erect,
and knelt between Anna's legs. Anna cooperated by raising her buttocks, ready to receive the penetration of the first man in her life. Holding
his penis, Meng Jingyun first rubbed the glans against her labia majora a few times, getting some semen on it, then parted her labia, found
the opening, and slowly inserted it.

"It's so tight!"

Meng Jingyun wasn't unfamiliar with virgins; Wang Qin was one, but her vagina had been frequently explored by him,
so it was relatively easy to penetrate. But Anna's vagina was indeed too tight, especially when the vaginal muscles at the edge of her vulva gripped her
; the force of the contraction was incredibly pleasurable for him.

When he had inserted about halfway, he indeed encountered a thin membrane. Seeing Anna gritting her teeth and remaining silent, she wanted
Meng Jingyun to penetrate her completely. Meng Jingyun immediately leaned down and kissed her lips, then thrust his hips forward, *plop!*

"Mmm!"

After some soothing, Meng Jingyun began to penetrate her fully, thrusting vigorously. Her clitoris trembled, like
an old man , her juices splashing everywhere… *plop!* *plop!* *plop!

* Meng Jingyun helped Anna stand up, letting her wrap her legs around his waist. He lifted her plump buttocks with his hands, tossing them up and down,
*squeak squeak squeak*… With each thrust, he was fully inside her, and with each thrust, their genitals made
a * slap slap* sound.

Anna had never experienced sex before; it was so pleasurable. She wrapped her arms around Meng Jingyun's neck, rested on his
shoulder , her whole body relaxed, only her two small mouths open.

Her upper mouth was used for moaning, while her lower mouth was used to devour Meng Jingyun's penis. She
clung to Meng Jingyun like a kangaroo, needing to worry about nothing. Wherever Meng Jingyun went, she followed.

"Ah...ah...ah...so good..."

Anna's greatest anticipation was the pleasure of being quickly penetrated by Meng Jingyun, that feeling of being instantly
filled was simply too wonderful. What she disliked most was having to leave and then go back in.

Each time she was tossed up, she had to endure an emptiness...

"Ah..."

"Hmm!"

Meng Jingyun displayed the powerful strength of his tiger-like body. Anna probably weighed 160 pounds. This body
was simply too delicious, and his penis fully enjoyed the feeling of being enveloped.

At this moment, he didn't use his hands at all, but instead put them behind his back, using only the force of his thrusts to lift Anna
up . When they reached the edge of the pool, Meng Jingyun temporarily stopped thrusting, went into the water, turned around, and had Anna lie on
the bank of the pool. Meng Jingyun then penetrated her from behind.

Making love in the water was a first for Meng Jingyun…

Splash…—She felt the water sloshing between her legs, then slapping against his large, fat buttocks, slap slap
slap slap slap slap… “Ahhhhhh… Oh oh mmm mmm! Meng… so good…”

Soon, ripples spread across the surface of the pool.

Turning around, Meng Jingyun thrust in again, grabbing the dress he'd tossed into the water, and walked ashore. "
Put it on !"

Anna gave him a seductive look, took the wet dress, and put it back on. She understood Meng Jingyun's meaning:
a uniform temptation. The two went into the living room. Anna lay on the table, swaying her hips wantonly.

Meng Jingyun immediately grabbed her, ready to have sex with her, but Anna twisted her hips and ran away, revealing terrified
eyes . "Don't come any closer, don't rape me..."

she cried, running upstairs.

The two chased each other, and finally Meng Jingyun caught her in the hallway, thrusting in forcefully. "No!
...You...are too big..."

"Slut! Hehe! I'm going to rape you...slap slap slap!" he

said, slapping her plump buttocks a few times, grabbing her slender waist and forcefully thrusting in and out—plop! plop! He walked and
thrust at her, finally pressing her against the wall. He lifted one of her round thighs, hoisted it onto his shoulder, and thrust vigorously, tearing the stockings on her feet
as he did so, wickedly sucking on her toes.

"Mmm! It's so itchy... Go slower... It hurts..."

*Thud! Thud!

* Meng Jingyun didn't care about any of that. His buttocks mechanically thrust in. He wanted to fuck this slut to death. After hundreds of
thrusts , Meng Jingyun finally felt his climax. Watching Anna's breasts sway like tofu, Meng
Jingyun pinched her nipples hard.

"It hurts... Meng... It hurts so much!"

"If it hurts, scream..."

"Slap slap slap slap... Ah... Hmm... Oh... Ya..."

"Haha..."

Seeing Anna groaning in pain, Meng Jingyun was overjoyed and increased his strength, thrusting in desperately. "Ah
... Ah... I'm coming..."

"You're coming too, I thought you were made of iron..."

Slap slap... Ouch... Ah... Waves of hot semen poured into Anna's uterus, watering this flower.
At the same time, Meng Jingyun felt waves of semen gushing out from Anna's body. "Ah!... I'm dead..."

Meng Jingyun withdrew his penis and lifted Anna's legs.

"What... What do you want to do! I'm not in my safe period now, if I don't expel it I'll get pregnant..."

"So what if I get pregnant? Don't you want to give me a son?"

Meng Jingyun chuckled.

"You jerk..." ...

After a bout of lovemaking, Anna was exhausted. Meng Jingyun personally bathed her and carried her to bed,
but he didn't sleep himself. Instead, he went to the back garden to meditate and cultivate the Hunyuan Technique.

He had just fully absorbed Anna's primordial yin energy, making his training twice as effective. He had already broken through to the third
level, the {Gathering Qi to Form a Dragon} realm. Given time, he would break through to the True Qi realm, becoming invincible.

The next day, the sky was clear, and the sun rose in the east.

He Hui followed the bustling crowd into the office lobby and saw Deputy General Manager Fang Yan
waiting for him at the elevator entrance. The two exchanged a knowing glance, and Fang Yan entered the private elevator first.

How could He Hui not know why Fang Yan wanted to see him? Of course, he wanted to inquire about his progress yesterday.

He had deliberately turned off his phone last night; Fang Yan must have made many calls and was getting impatient!

"You've got to beg me sometimes..."

He Hui chuckled inwardly. He wanted to keep Fang Yan in suspense. He had seen how popular Fang Yan
was with , and judging from the guy's smug expression, if he didn't suppress him, he would
n't be able to play a significant role.

Otherwise, he would be ignored.

Upon arriving at the office, Fang Yan immediately and warmly invited He Hui to sit down, bringing him a hot coffee that his secretary had made for him.
He Hui was very pleased and politely said, "Mr. Fang, what are you doing! I can't accept this!" He

looked extremely flattered and overwhelmed.

"Oh! Mr. He, there's no need to be so polite with me. We're family now, you can accept it."

Fang Yan smiled and then sat down on the sofa next to him. Seeing He Hui take a small sip of the hot
Nescafé , he patiently asked with a smile, "How was yesterday? Why was your phone off when I called you?"

His tone carried a slight hint of reproach.

"Oh! My phone died. I spent the whole day yesterday nagging my brother-in-law about it."

"Any progress?"

"You don't know, my brother-in-law seems amiable on the surface, but he's a very stubborn person. You saw it yesterday,
he had a good impression of you."

Fang Yan was about to smile with delight when He Hui poured cold water on her enthusiasm, "His impression is good, but he thinks
you're a little too old."

"Age! What do you mean? Didn't he praise me for being young and promising yesterday?"

"You're young and promising, and anyone would say that, but being young and promising and wanting to marry your daughter to you
are two different things, don't you understand! Let me put it this way!"

He Hui thought for a moment before continuing, "Someone like my brother-in-law, living at the bottom of society, would naturally be happy to
meet ! It's
perfectly normal for him to praise you for being young and promising. Don't misunderstand and think that their enthusiastic treatment of you yesterday meant they liked you and
wanted to marry their daughter to you. They just wanted to make friends with someone of your status, now you understand!"

After saying all that, He Hui's mouth was dry, so he drank all the coffee in one go. "Is there any more?"

Fang Yan was still in a daze, but upon hearing this, he quickly said, "Yes! Yes, yes..."

He walked to the office, pressed the intercom, "Secretary Li, make another cup of coffee."

Fang Yan thought for a moment and then said, "Two cups!"

He was afraid that the old man He Hui would want more.

"Understood, Vice President Fang."

A moment later, a young woman in a work uniform returned with a small tray containing two cups of hot coffee.
After the secretary left, Fang Yan hurriedly asked, "That guy from yesterday, does he also like Xiao Fei?"

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Chapter 105 **

"You mean the guy sitting across from you?"

He Hui glanced at Fang Yan, then picked up his coffee.

"Yes! Judging from his eyes, he seems to like Xiao Fei. Do you think your aunt and uncle are considering
marrying Xiao Fei to him?"

Fang Yan wasn't worried at first, but He Hui's words confused him.

"You mean that guy, haha..."

He Hui burst into laughter.

"What's wrong?"

Fang Yan looked at He Hui's laughter, puzzled.

"Mr. Fang, you're overthinking it. Concern makes you confused. I'll tell you, that kid yesterday does like our Xiaofei,
but he has no hope for the rest of his life."

"Oh! Why is that? Tell me."

Fang Yan seemed very interested. He thought Meng Jingyun was even more handsome than him and younger, so
he couldn't help but have all sorts of wild thoughts.

"Because he's not as capable as you. That guy is only a few years younger than you, he can't compare
to you in any other way. First, he has a low education; second, he doesn't have a job; third, he has no money; fourth, he doesn't have a city residency permit. With nothing like that
, my brother-in-law wouldn't even look at him. He's not even worthy of carrying Xiaofei's shoes. Even if he has
designs on her, it's just wishful thinking. You can put your mind at ease, he's definitely no match for you."

He Hui bombarded Meng Jingyun with dialect, finally putting her at ease.
Then his smile vanished. "You said Uncle thinks I'm too old, what's the story?"

"Well, it's not a big deal, but it's not a small one either. In our rural area, the ideas are quite old-fashioned. It's fine if
the man two or three years older than the woman, but you're five or six years older than Xiaofei! I
mentioned it to my brother-in-law indirectly, saying that you're not married and I'd like to match you with Xiaofei. He said you're a good person, but you're
a bit too ."

"What should we do then?"

Fang Yan was at a loss. "Director He, you have to help me—"

"President Fang, don't worry. I'll definitely help you, even if it's not for my own sake. I have to
think about Xiao Fei's future happiness. It's not easy for Xiao Fei to meet such a good man like you. I sounded out my brother-in-law yesterday, and he still
has a very good impression of you. As for the age difference, I believe that after you get to know each other better, a five or six-year age gap won't be a
problem. The key is for you to take the initiative."

"Take the initiative! How do I take the initiative?"

"The shop renovation! Didn't you promise my brother-in-law and his wife yesterday? Since you promised, you have to help
them do it , otherwise it wouldn't be good to break your promise."

"You want me to take the initiative to send people to renovate? This—this isn't right!"

"Of course, I'm not asking you to volunteer. I'm in this, so I'll handle it. And didn't you say yesterday it
was out of consideration for me? You did a great job yesterday, neither explicitly stating your intentions nor failing to
demonstrate your abilities.

I already spoke to my brother-in-law and his wife yesterday, and they've arranged for our company to help with the renovations. But you can't personally handle this. If you
do , your status will be lowered, and it'll seem like you're doing a favor, as if you're after something.

You need to make my brother-in-law and his wife feel that you're helping out casually as a friend. That way, your character will be
shown . And you need to make them feel that you're very busy and not easily seen." "Then your status will
be revealed . I won't say you like Xiaofei, because that would lower your status. I'll just say I think you're great
and want to set you up, but you're usually too busy with work to know about this, which will raise your status.

You need to make my brother-in-law and his family feel like they're climbing the social ladder. If they agree, I'll pretend to
talk to you about it, and then it'll all fall into place."

He Hui rattled off another string of words, his mouth dry. After downing a cup of coffee, seeing Fang Yan looking somewhat
confused , he asked, "Do you understand what I mean?"

"I understand a little."

"It's okay if you don't understand yet. You'll understand eventually. I'll handle everything. Just wait for good
news!"

He Hui downed his third cup of coffee in one gulp and left Fang Yan's office. He'd thought about it all
night and finally managed to get rid of Fang Yan.

The Municipal Health Bureau's service hall was bustling with people.

Li Kuohai, dressed in a black suit and carrying a black bag, entered the office. Civil servants usually have
a leisurely morning, making a cup of tea and reading the newspaper; that's usually all there is to it. Any work to be done isn't until
the afternoon .

Yesterday, Li Kuohai had been humiliated by Shi Yan, and he was still seething with anger. He was determined to get his
revenge "Section Chief Zhang! Come to my office."

Li Kuohai dialed the internal number for Section Chief Zhang at the office.

A short while later, there was a knock on the door.

"Please come in."

The door opened in response, and a slightly overweight middle-aged man in his forties walked in. "Director Li!"

"Come! Sit down."

Li Kuohai warmly invited him to sit down, smiling, "Have you read today's newspaper?"

"Too busy, haven't had time to read it yet!" "

Another food poisoning incident has occurred at a hotel in Fengdu. We must learn from this! Illness enters through the mouth, and
the health of citizens depends primarily on their diet. Of course, we must pay attention to hygiene in hospitals, but we must
understand that remedial measures after the fact are always secondary. The most important thing is
to stop all unhygienic food from entering the country before citizens consume it. This is the very reason for the existence of our health department. We must not only do a good job in prevention,
publicity, and disinfection—these superficial things—but also implement our policies in a pragmatic way.
Not only must they be implemented, but those business owners must also take them seriously. Those who don't take it seriously will have their health permits revoked and be ordered
to cease operations. Do you understand?"

"Yes! Director Li, I will earnestly implement your meaning."

"Hmm!"

Li Kuohai nodded in satisfaction. "Recently, we need to strictly control the opening of hotels and restaurants. If there are any
registered ones, you need to send the information and list to my office."

Section Chief Zhang nodded.

"Okay! Go now."

After Section Chief Zhang left the office, Li Kuohai's face turned sinister. "Yu Pin Yi Chu! Shi Yan!
Hmph, you can't escape my grasp. We'll see."

In Li Kuohai's view, Shi Yan was bound to fall into his hands this time. If Shi Yan wanted her restaurant to open on schedule, she would
have to ask him for help. At that time, he, Li Kuohai, would be in charge, and Shi Yan would be meat on the chopping block, at his
mercy .

"Hehe... Hahahaha..."

In fact, that was indeed the case. In the Yu Pin Yi Chu restaurant, Shi Yan was worrying about this matter. Li Kuohai's
words before leaving echoed in her mind. Now the restaurant had invested a lot of money, even the initial capital had been used up, and
the two million from Meng Jingyun was almost gone. Such a large restaurant
would not be able to open due to hygiene problems.

Closing the shop even for a day incurs significant expenses: employee salaries, utilities, rent, and so on—all of these.
How was Shi Yan supposed to handle this? She knew Li Kuohai worked at the Health Bureau and that his father, Li Gang, was
the deputy director.

This was partly why she had initially approached Li Kuohai.

But now, she was completely severed ties with him. Not only had she lost the convenience, but she had also gotten herself into a lot of trouble.
But for Shi Yan to bow down and compromise with Li Kuohai was absolutely out of the question.

This was a society governed by law. Although official corruption existed, she refused to believe there was no place to seek justice.
Could Li Kuohai really control everything? So what if he was a deputy director? Wasn't there Director Hao above him? Shi Yan had heard
about Hao Lei at the Health Bureau. Director Hao was a woman; could she be corrupt too? If things got really
bad would just go directly to Director Hao.

She had to take things one step at a time. Thinking too far ahead and being hesitant would only erode her resolve. Currently,
Shi Yan's main concerns were the food tasting and some miscellaneous pre-opening preparations—enough to keep her busy. ...

After having her blood drawn from Meng Jingyun, Chen Hong drove back to
the laboratory in the biological research office building of Rainbow Industrial Park in Fengdu City that very night. Learning from her previous experience, Chen Hong was determined not
to .

Although she didn't know what was unusual about Meng Jingyun's blood, she was certain it was a
mysterious blood never before discovered by the medical community, possessing special, mysterious powers. Chen Hong's lifelong dream was to conquer cancer. She had begun participating in various cancer-related research projects

while working in the bioengineering research lab at Harvard University. It was during that time that an unexpected discovery gave her the opportunity to stand on the Nobel Prize podium, catapulting her to fame. Her achievements today can be said to depend on that special discovery. In today's money-driven society , reputation is the most valuable asset; the CH virus was named after Chen Hong. However, the CH virus couldn't save her father, Chen Jianchong, who was already in the late stages of bone cancer and didn't have much time left. With her father's birthday approaching, Chen Hong felt increasingly anxious. Chen Hong had a premonition that Meng Jingyun's blood could save her father, Chen Jianchong's, life. So, from the day she entered the lab, she threw herself into the research, working day and night, hoping to achieve a major breakthrough by , giving him a surprise and bringing joy to the Chen family, which was shrouded in gloom. She also wanted to impress Meng Jingyun and show him her abilities. However, as the research deepened , Chen Hong's confidence was repeatedly shattered, until finally—learning from her mistakes, Chen Hong first divided the blood into multiple portions and vacuum-sealed them. This way, during the experiment, air leakage would be reduced. With preparations complete, Chen Hong entered a completely enclosed research environment. One day, two days, three days—after countless repeated blood extractions and studies, Chen Hong collapsed, exhausted, into a chair. She had failed. It is well known that modern biological research relies on digital microbial studies; without instruments such as biological microscopes and electron microscopes, research is impossible. * Chapter 106 The Beautiful Jia Jing One day, two days, three days, after countless repeated blood extractions for research, Chen Hong lay exhausted in a chair. She had failed. Everyone knows that modern biological research is all about microbial digital analysis. Without instruments like biological microscopes and electron microscopes, research is simply impossible. Researchers know the four-step process: identifying the problem, proposing a hypothesis, experimental verification, and drawing conclusions. Chen Hong was currently stuck at the first step: identifying the problem. What problem? The technology was too outdated. This was a huge problem because she discovered that to microscopically analyze the blood extracted from Meng Jingyun's body, no current medical equipment could do it. No optical or electron microscope could do it. She even absurdly thought that even the Hubble Telescope in astronomy probably couldn't detect this microscopic phenomenon in blood. Without microscopic analysis, there was no way to study it. Even the components of blood—cells—couldn't be called cells . Cells are 10-100 micrometers in size, visible under a microscope at 100x magnification. Viruses are around 100 nanometers in size, visible only with an electron microscope. But none of these instruments could microscopically analyze the blood from Meng Jingyun's body. Chen Hong is an atheist, but she absurdly believes that Meng Jingyun is a monster, a demon, a god , or an immortal. She thinks this is common among people, who use supernatural explanations to describe inexplicable realities. In fact, Chen Hong believes this absurd idea is correct. Meng Jingyun's blood is the blood of the phoenix , a divine bird that existed in the primordial era, possessing endless rebirth and purification abilities. Science is mythology, and mythology is science. Before humanity had science, didn't we consider lightning and thunder as mythology? But today, many phenomena labeled as myths have been debunked by science, and thus become science. Therefore, science is mythology, just with a different name. Chen Hong worked in her laboratory for three days and three nights, exhausted both physically and mentally. She worked non-stop for three days, without changing her clothes—a white lab coat, black stockings, and high-heeled slippers—and the lab lights were always on . She didn't hear the whispers of the employees outside, seeing their boss working so tirelessly. Aside from eating only when she was starving and lying down for an hour or two fully clothed in the small bedroom of the lab when she was extremely tired, she had hardly rested. Her eyes ached, and even with anti-fatigue glasses and rubbing her nose couldn't resist the drowsiness. It was late at night again. Chen Hong really didn't want to give up. As a researcher, failure was common. She was a woman who grew stronger with each setback; no difficulty had ever defeated her before. Today—she refused to admit defeat, but— her heart was willing, but her strength was insufficient. She wasn't a scientific researcher; she was a biological researcher. If the equipment wasn't working, she couldn't do anything ; her work couldn't proceed. She couldn't expect scientists to quickly build her a sub-nanometer optical electron microscope. Science takes time, and it wasn't currently possible in the world. *Snap!* Chen Hong turned off the lab light for the first time. Facing the quiet night and the various medical instruments, she tossed and turned in bed. It wasn't because she hadn't showered for days and her skin was itchy. The lab was a dust-free glass space; there was hardly any dust. She was tossing and turning in bed because of the problem at hand, even though she desperately wanted to sleep. But the vast amount of information in my mind,

One unsolved problem after another pierced her head like needles.

Now, Chen Hong's biggest desire was to pry open Meng Jingyun's mouth and ask him if he was
a monster, what flowed through his veins—was it blood, or urine? Her thoughts
wandered .

She tossed and turned, but Chen Hong couldn't resist the drowsiness and drifted off to sleep. The laboratory was dark, the
only sound the occasional creaking of her pillow. Even though she was asleep, subconsciously, her body was still in
a state of heightened activity, restless.

Two hours later, Chen Hong gradually awoke.

Rainbow Industrial Park was located in the suburbs, not far from the Dazhongshan Cemetery, a place where ashes are buried, so
it was relatively quiet. Even the sounds of machinery from the factory were blocked by glass. Chen Hong opened her eyes, her mind
wandering , recalling the strange phenomena that had occurred during Meng Jingyun's recovery while he was hospitalized.

Recalling Meng Jingyun's miraculous return from the dead, Chen Hong realized that Meng Jingyun had definitely died at the time, yet he had come back to life. This was
a fact , it was true. Why? What secrets did Meng Jingyun hold? Who exactly was he?

Lost in thought, Chen Hong casually turned over in bed, looking at the electron microscope on her desk. Suddenly
, she noticed a faint glimmer of light, like a will-o'-the-wisp burning.

"Hiss..."

A chill ran down Chen Hong's spine, and cold sweat poured down her back. She tightly closed her eyes, afraid to open them. That light
was like the eyes of a ghost, emitting will-o'-the-wisps. She was terrified that if she opened her eyes, she would see a gaping, blood-stained mouth, and
a pair of ghostly eyes staring at her from her bedside. The

Dazhongshan Cemetery was right next to her. Cemetery, dead, ghosts—these words flooded Chen Hong's mind in an instant , stimulating her most vulnerable nerves. Shivering, Chen Hong hesitated for a long time before finally mustering her courage and opening her eyes. She saw flames, very faint flames, emanating from a standing glass cabinet containing Meng Jingyun's blood. Two glass tubes. The blood was burning, the blood was burning! Chen Hong was utterly astonished to see the blood burning. She couldn't believe her eyes. Initially, she suspected the vanished blood had evaporated, but she couldn't confirm it. Although she had to remake the glass specimens each time she studied it, she couldn't pinpoint how the blood disappeared. Because a microscope couldn't detect it, and her naked eye couldn't either. But now she saw it for real. This strange blood had indeed burned and evaporated, and it was spontaneously combusted . Chen Hong cautiously walked to the glass cabinet, staring blankly at the burning blood inside. White light, a colorless halo. She had finally made a discovery. At this moment, Chen Hong was like a prisoner trapped in a dark room, desperately trying to hardships, she had finally found a door to open this dark chamber. But a new problem arose before her. She stored the blood in a vacuum, so why was it still burning? Was there air inside? Moreover, she observed closely that the blood in the glass tube didn't decrease during combustion; in fact, it increased. Could it be? "Could it be decomposing?" Chen Hong couldn't find any other explanation for the current situation. After a night of observation, Chen Hong discovered many problems, listing them one by one and studying them. If it really was decomposing, then the blood molecules would definitely become larger. Wouldn't that mean they could be seen under an electron microscope? With this new discovery, Chen Hong regained her enthusiasm. After two days of repeated experiments, learning from her failures, she finally made a breakthrough. She finally saw it—the microscopic molecules of blood under an electron microscope. It consisted of two parts, which she didn't know what to call them, so she temporarily used the term "virus." One was a red, flame-like molecule, and the other was a colorless molecule with an irregular shape. {Called white molecules} These molecules were observed under the special vacuum glass specimens Chen Hong had prepared because she discovered that the self-decomposing blood immediately evaporated and disappeared upon exposure to air. Experiments revealed that the colorless and shapeless molecules remained unstudied. Although visible under a microscope, they appeared as a white shadow and could not be extracted. These red and white molecules, which made up the blood, separated upon decomposition, floating like gas and disappearing completely as soon as they left the red molecules. The conclusion was that the increase in blood volume was due to the white molecules leaving the red, flame-like molecules. They were visible for a short time after leaving, but quickly disappeared, even in a vacuum. This phenomenon was inexplicable. Finally, the blood stopped burning, and all the white molecules disappeared. "Knock, knock, knock!" A knock sounded in the laboratory. Chen Hong, wearing white-rimmed glasses, didn't look up, concentrating intently on her work. "Come in!" A beautiful woman in her late twenties entered, also dressed in a flesh-colored stockings and high heels, carrying a white cage containing several white mice. This woman, surnamed Jia, was a graduate student from a prestigious domestic university. Seeing Chen Hong's focused expression, Jia Jing wondered what Chen Hong was researching and what she had discovered. Having worked at Rainbow Pharmaceuticals for several years, this was the first time she had seen her boss so engrossed in something. "Could it be another major discovery?" Jia Jing wondered. She had been paying close attention to the lab lately, and now that she had the chance to come in, she wanted to take a good look. "How is it?" Chen Hong asked without looking up. Jia Jing knew what she was asking and immediately replied, "All three mice in here have cancer. Following implanted the CH anti-cancer virus into the cancer cells. After observing for a period of time, the cancer in two mice was brought under control and gradually decreased; they have now recovered. But this larger one is in the late stage , and the cancer is progressing very rapidly. The CH virus can no longer stop the cancer cells from replicating wildly. Alas! I estimate it won't live more than two days!" Jia Jing pointed to the large mouse marked number one in the cage, speaking slowly and deliberately, and then sighed. "Oh!" Chen Hong nodded, then put down her work, glanced at the large, dying rat in the cage, and said, "Put it there."

" You can go home now."

"Mr. Chen, aren't you going home yet? It's been five days already, you need to take care of yourself!"

Jia Jing couldn't help but ask with concern.

"It's alright, we researchers are used to it, don't you think?"

"That's true."

Jia Jing nodded, then added, "If Mr. Chen doesn't mind, I'd like to assist you."

She concluded, "Seeing how tired you are, I'm really worried. Besides, I
can ."

Jia Jing expressed her thoughts in a slightly flattering and eager-to-learn tone.

"You want to stay and go home to your boyfriend?"

Chen Hong smiled.

"I don't have a boyfriend yet!"

"Hehe, you should go home early! I want to complete this research independently; there will be plenty of opportunities later, don't
rush, go home!"

Although her tone was full of laughter, Chen Hong's voice was firm. She had promised Meng Jingyun that she wouldn't
reveal this to anyone.

Besides, she had already seen a glimmer of hope; Chen Hong didn't want this achievement, which belonged to her, to be shared with others.

Jia Jing left.

Chen Hong used special equipment to extract cells from white mice and create vacuum specimens. She then observed them under an electron microscope and found that the cancer cells grew and divided extremely rapidly, quickly attacking and eroding
healthy cells in the intercellular matrix , ultimately assimilating them. *** Chapter 107. Jia Jing left. Chen Hong used special equipment to extract cells from white mice and create vacuum specimens. She then observed them under an electron microscope and found that the cancer cells grew and divided extremely rapidly, quickly attacking and eroding healthy cells in the intercellular matrix, ultimately assimilating them. Chen Hong then injected the red, fire-like molecules, which had been broken down from Meng Jingyun's blood, into the intercellular matrix. She quickly discovered that the cancer cells retreated rapidly, as if encountering a natural enemy. All the cancer cells huddled together, offering no resistance or attempt to hide—but the red, fire-like molecules instantly pursued them, finding them wherever they hid and igniting upon contact. Chen Hong stared in disbelief at everything happening on the computer screen. When she came to her senses, the cancer cells were gone, the burning red molecules had vanished, and the red molecules themselves had disappeared. What had happened? When cancer cells encountered the red, fiery molecules, they ignited instantly, like gasoline meeting a flame, burning completely. Chen Hong repeated the experiment, with the same result. She was thrilled. These were late-stage cells, dividing at an extraordinary rate; no drug in the world could stop their rampant reproduction. What were these red, fiery molecules? They could actually cause cancer cells to spontaneously combust, burning . "Purification!" Chen Hong suddenly thought of this word. These red molecules were like purifying flames, burning away all evil. They didn't damage normal cells or harm the good; they only burned the evil. Chen Hong then thought of the series of changes Meng Jingyun experienced during his recovery: the severing of life force, tissue destruction, the invasion of evil and deathly forces, blood purification, tissue repair, and rebirth. Although Chen Hong didn't understand what the colorless molecules were, from a medical perspective, she reasoned that they should be a mysterious self-repairing force, just like the body's self-repair system. When the body is injured, it gradually heals through restorative processes; this is the self-repair system. Of course, the colorless molecules in Meng Jingyun's blood must possess some kind of unfathomable regenerative power. This couldn't be called repair; it should be called rebirth, because Meng Jingyun was already dead. What else could it be called if it wasn't rebirth? "Rebirth!" In English, it's called rebirth, which Chen Hong named the R-virus. The red, flame-like molecules could burn cancer cells and other pathogens, much like the body's immune system. The immune system is the body's most effective weapon against invading pathogens; it can detect and eliminate foreign substances, external pathogens, and other factors that cause fluctuations in the internal environment. But these red, flame-like molecules must be many times more powerful than the body's immune system because they have been decomposed , and their power is weakened after decomposition. Even under these conditions, they can still kill cancer cells, demonstrating their incredible power. "Purification!" Chen Hong named it the P-virus. R-virus, P-virus—Chen Hong's new discovery. Although she couldn't fully understand them, she had theoretically confirmed them, and she had already conducted preliminary clinical trials on the P-virus. In another day, Chen Hong implanted the P-virus into a white mouse. It recovered, became energetic, and started jumping and climbing around again. Every living organism has cancer cells, but after the P-virus's "burning, " the number of cancer cells in the white mouse was zero. At this moment, Chen Hong really wanted to sing and cheer, to dance a tango. Neil Armstrong , said that his one small step was one giant leap for mankind. But Chen Hong's discovery today was about to bid farewell to the era of cancer death; this was truly a giant leap for humanity. Cancer would no longer be a nightmare. Although she wanted to cheer, Chen Hong wasn't a woman who would become complacent. Even if she succeeded now, the final result needed repeated clinical trials. Since it was truly successful, it couldn't be widely promoted and applied, because the blood was provided by Meng Jingyun. Did she really want to keep drawing his blood to save millions of people? Chen Hong wasn't some philanthropist overflowing with love; currently, she only wanted to save her father. Although she couldn't fully understand the composition of the blood, and there was no experimental proof that it was harmless to the human body, Chen Hong firmly believed it was harmless because it was Meng Jingyun's blood. Night deepened. Chen Hong stretched, tidied herself up, left the lab, and locked it. Her lab had a fingerprint lock; it was opened when she was working and locked again when she left. All the data in the lab was precious, even from the same factory; she had to be careful. Chen Hong returned to her three-story villa in the factory area, poured herself a glass of orange juice, and then went to the rooftop outdoor swimming pool. This pool had a glass canopy, so rain couldn't get in. She took off her white lab coat and kicked off her high heels, seeing the pool's azure blue, shimmering, and crystal-clear surface.

Amidst the splashing water, a smile bloomed on Chen Hong's face, as radiant as a flower. After working continuously for five or six days, she
could finally unwind and relax.

Aside from her clothes, Chen Hong's snow-white body, her full and shapely figure, was covered by a short
black bra. Her bulging breasts revealed a deep cleavage between them, the white flesh of her skin contrasting with the firm, white
mounds, which trembled slightly like two opposing fortresses.

The bra was short, barely reaching her ribs, revealing her snow-white abdomen, her voluptuous waist, and her pretty, small, sexy
navel . Below

that were her round, firm, and plump buttocks. Chen Hong's buttocks were incredibly full and sensual, flawlessly white , their curves resembling two hemispheres that jiggled slightly with each step, like tofu. A black ribbon was tied around her crotch, and a narrow strip of cloth was bound between her buttocks, so deep it was no longer visible, extending into the forbidden area. The thin, lace fabric was insufficient to conceal the pubic hair, and a few small pubic hairs had already shamelessly sprouted out. Further down, her shapely, long legs were wrapped in long, thin black stockings, dark and hazy, her skin a dark, crystal-like color, wild and alluring. Her lotus feet touched the floor, and with a leap, she splashed water everywhere. Chen Hong crawled forward in the pool like a mermaid, the flowing ripples reflecting her smooth back and swaying legs, sometimes breaststroke, sometimes butterfly stroke, sometimes backstroke… She stretched out her sensual, full, alluring, and soft body to her heart's content. Her snow-white, firm buttocks arched on the water's surface, incredibly sexy. *Ding…* Suddenly, her cell phone rang. It took Chen Hong a while to hear it, and she pulled herself ashore using the ladder. *Splash! Splash!*—In an instant, a beauty emerged from her bath, tossing her long, wet, shyly flowing hair, exuding charm. Especially alluring was the way water droplets slid down her cheeks, her snow-white neck, her cleavage, her navel, her buttocks, and the narrow fabric draped over her long, thin black stockings. She dried her hair with a towel, then lay back on the recliner, picking up her phone to check the screen. It was her sister-in-law, Han Yuemei, calling. She already guessed it was about her father's birthday. Hao Lei, the director of the Health Bureau, Chen Yiran's mother, whose husband, Chen Guodong, was a diplomat at the Indonesian embassy, rarely returned home, sometimes not even once every few years. "Sister-in-law! Calling so late!" Chen Hong lay back on the recliner, gazing at the sky through the tempered glass roof. The full moon was bright, and the stars were numerous. She thought, it must be close to midnight by now! She picked up the right-angled glass of orange juice from the wooden table, opened her alluring lips, and slowly sipped through the straw, her legs crossed high, swinging her stockinged feet, looking quite content . It was her father's birthday, and she was going to give him a big gift. "You're one to talk! You haven't turned your phone on for days. You have no idea how many calls I've made," a magnetic female voice came from the other end of the line, mature yet subtly charming, with a hint of reproach and displeasure. "Hehe! You know that." Chen Hong chuckled, putting down her glass and smiling. "We researchers always turn off our phones to avoid being disturbed Don't you understand, sister-in-law?" "Understand my foot!" A reproachful voice came from the phone. After a pause, the voice continued, "You have such a big business , why are you still running around?" "And you! You're over forty, what are you doing sitting in that bureau chief position?" Chen Hong raised an eyebrow, countering with a chuckle. "...Hmph! You always talk back, don't you!" "How dare I!" Chen Hong was used to joking with her sister-in-law, and arguing a bit was normal, especially since her development in Huaiyang required her sister-in-law Hao Lei's help in many areas, as the hospital and health department were inseparable. "Seriously, you haven't forgotten what day it is in a couple of days, have you? It might be Grandpa's only birthday in his life." "Of course I remember." Chen Hong wanted to tell her sister-in-law about her new research findings, but after thinking it over, she decided to wait until she got back. Then she asked, "Where's my brother? Isn't he coming back?" As soon as the words left her mouth, Chen Hong realized she had said the wrong thing. She made a face, pouted, and gently patted her cheek. She had really brought up the wrong thing. As soon as Chen Hong mentioned Chen Guodong's name, there was silence on the other end of the phone. Chen Hong knew her sister-in-law was thinking about something sad. Her brother was away from home most of the time, and the couple rarely saw each other. As for their relationship, it was probably just a formality. Moreover, she had heard that her brother Chen Guodong had a woman in Indonesia, while her sister-in-law had been suffering through years of studying—" Sister-in-law !" Chen Hong was about to apologize. "You know how busy your older brother is with work. I already called him, and he said he couldn't leave." "That brother of his is really something. Father's in such a state, and he doesn't even come back to see him." "...Okay, let's not talk about him anymore. Come back as soon as possible! I'm hanging up. Get some rest, don't overwork yourself. Goodnight!" "Goodnight!" ****

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