[The invasion is as fierce as fire, as unpredictable as the darkness] (29-32) Author: fxb747

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Chapter Twenty-Nine I Want You to Be My Woman

She lifted her head from Wei Peng's hand, poked her brother's forehead with her finger, and said with a smile, "Silly boy, I
know you like your sister, but your sister still has to get married." Wei Peng held his sister's hand and continued, "
The liking I'm talking about is... is... anyway, it's not the liking you think it is... I... I... love you."

Wei Liangyun was a little stunned when she heard Wei Peng's words. She looked at her brother's solemn expression and laughed.
She patted her brother's shoulder and said with a smile, "Xiao Peng, are you sick? What do you mean by love? We're siblings, blood
siblings. What are you thinking? You're not a child anymore. You're a father of two. You're still saying such childish
things. Are you asking for a beating?"

"Don't laugh. I'm serious. I've liked you since I was little, but I know it's impossible now that I'm older.
But my love for you is still the same. I just like you. I want you to be my woman." Wei Peng looked at his sister's face
and was not annoyed by her teasing.

Wei Liangyun saw seriousness in Wei Peng's eyes, and also a desire—a
strong desire. When she heard Wei Peng ask her to be his woman, she was terrified. A wave of panic
washed over her, and she hurriedly got out of bed, muttering, "Xiao Peng, you're sick. How could you have such thoughts? No, no,
don't think about it anymore, no, no."

She stood by the bed, adjusting her pajamas as she looked at her brother, who lay there motionless with a playful expression
. Wei Peng, lying there, also looked at his flustered sister, his hands behind his head, smiling.
Wei Liangyun seemed to snap out of her panic, suddenly throwing herself on top of Wei Peng, her face contorted with rage as she pounded
on his chest, yelling, "You naughty boy, are you toying with your sister?... You naughty boy... You naughty boy..."

Wei Peng, lying on the ground, suddenly embraced his sister who was hitting him, kissing her as she continued to berate him.
Wei Liangyun was stunned by her brother's sudden action, first in disbelief, then shaking her
head frantically, muttering incoherently, her hands pounding on her brother's shoulders.

A tongue pried open her teeth, slipping into her mouth to capture her evasive little tongue. The woman's
strong embrace made her feel suffocated; it was domineering, warm, and powerful. She didn't actually
dislike her brother; on the contrary, she had even felt a slight desire for him that night. But they were siblings, and this
was incest.

Suddenly, she thought of her father, that beast who had brutally raped her. That incident
remained a shadow in her heart, and now her brother's actions filled her with shame and anger. Thinking of this, she furiously began scratching
Wei Peng's back with her nails.

A sharp pain shot through his back, jolting Wei Peng, lost in lust, back to reality. He abruptly released his embrace from his sister
, groaning and apologizing repeatedly, insisting he didn't mean it. He said he truly loved his
sister, always had, and that love had never changed. As he spoke,
he and the efforts he had made over the years to maintain his family, and tears streamed down his face as he sobbed, overcome with grievance.

A grown man crying wasn't a pretty sight, but it was heartbreaking to see, especially from his own
brother. Wei Liangyun's maternal instincts kicked in. She cradled Wei Peng's head, gently comforting him like a child. Her
earlier anger dissipated.

Wei Peng sat on the bed, burying his face in Wei Liangyun's chest, slowly recounting his
love . Wei Liangyun listened, stroking his hair, repeatedly calling him a silly boy. After speaking for a while, Wei Peng
looked up at his sister with pleading eyes and said, "Sis, I was serious about what I just said. Don't be angry. I know what I'm
doing. I'm not crazy."

Wei Liangyun bit her lip and looked at her brother on her chest, saying softly, "How could we be together? What are you doing?
Our family... our family... there are things you don't know. If I were doing something with you, it would be something truly shameful
... you know..." Before Wei Liangyun could finish speaking, Wei Peng covered his sister's mouth with his hand and said, "I
know... you don't need to say anything... just consider the past a nightmare. Don't talk about it, I know everything."

"You don't know... you don't know... sob... sob... that beast Dad raped me..." "...Waaah...I'm scared...Waaah...You don't know..." Wei Liangyun suddenly screamed and cried
wildly . Wei Peng hugged his screaming sister and comforted her loudly, "Cry if you want to cry. I know, I know everything. Dad did something beastly to you when you were eighteen. I know. I will be good to you from now on. No one will bully you..." Hearing her brother's words, the floodgates of deep pain in Wei Liangyun's heart opened. She hugged her brother and cried loudly, as if she wanted to vent all the sadness of the past years. When Wei Peng saw that his sister was tired from crying, he carried her to his bed. The two covered each other with a blanket and hugged each other, trying to comfort each other's aching hearts. The two embraced each other very close. The obstacles in Wei Liangyun's heart were released with her crying. This matter had been buried in her heart for too long. She dared not tell anyone. She suppressed it and it became her psychological barrier. Today, she was able to speak freely in front of her family. She felt a sense of relief. There was a kind of refreshing feeling of the clouds disappearing. Her younger brother clung to her waist, kissing her relentlessly, and she half-heartedly let Wei Peng have his way. When Wei Peng's restless hands touched her breasts, she angrily pinched him, but he persisted, wanting to go further, but Wei Liangyun firmly refused. Wei Peng knew his sister was a stubborn , take it slow. With this good start, future happiness wouldn't be far off. However, his little brother was painfully hard, and only after much pleading did his sister reluctantly help him. A phone call woke the two from their sleep in the morning. Wei Peng stretched his stiff body, silenced the phone, glanced at his still-sleeping sister, leaned down and kissed her forehead, then quietly left the bedroom to answer the phone. It was Cui Ying calling, saying that Old Master Zhuang wasn't feeling well and wanted to take an afternoon flight back to S City; she had already notified Zhuang Hui to pick him up at the airport. Wei Peng was also trying to find a reason to persuade Old Zhuang to go home when he heard Cui Ying's voice and hurriedly said that he would go to the city ticket office to buy plane tickets in a moment. Actually, Wei Liangyun had woken up before the phone rang, but she didn't know how to face Wei Peng after waking up.

She had actually masturbated her younger brother last night. It was so messed up; how could she have agreed? She quietly opened
her eyes and looked at Wei Peng's face. He was a handsome young man with well-defined features and powerful muscles; the more she looked,
the more attractive he became. A phone rang, and she quickly closed her eyes and pretended to be asleep.

Wei Peng hung up the phone and opened the bedroom door. He saw his sister still sleeping, her eyelashes fluttering occasionally.
He knew she was awake but pretending. He smiled, slowly walked over, and gently kissed her
closed lips. Wei Liangyun, annoyed by her younger brother's kisses, couldn't continue pretending to be asleep. She opened her eyes,
patted and moved her mouth away, saying angrily, "Stop it! It's so early in the morning, and you're making a fuss again..."

Unable to continue pretending, she got up, glared at Wei Peng's mischievous grin, and walked out of the bedroom. She touched
the clothes hanging in the living room, which weren't completely dry, and told Wei Peng to go out and buy another set of clothes. Wei Peng also
touched his clothes, feeling they were just a little damp but still wearable, so he didn't let his sister go out to buy anything. Wei Liangyun had no choice but to give
in and served Wei Peng like a king, helping him get dressed. She wanted to go to the kitchen to make breakfast, but Wei Peng said he was in a hurry to buy plane tickets
and wouldn't eat breakfast.

Wei Liangyun felt a little reluctant to see her brother go home, but her brother said that if he didn't want to make breakfast, he could
just buy something to eat in the car. Driving in his sister's car, the two bought some food on the roadside and ate in the car on their way to the city
's ticket office. The plane tickets were for 1 PM, and it was now a little past 9 AM. The two drove to the hotel
to help Mr. Zhuang and Cui Ying pack their things.

At 11 AM, they ordered room service and ate lunch early in their room. After lunch,
the siblings went back to Wei Peng's room first. They had to leave for the airport in half an hour. After entering the room, Wei Liangyun sat
on the sofa, looking at her brother with some reluctance. Wei Peng went over and sat down, putting his arm around his sister's shoulder. Wei Liangyun
leaned against her brother.

The two embraced quietly like this. Wei Peng was quite well-behaved at first, but after a while, he forced
a kiss on his sister's waist. Wei Liangyun initially shook her head in refusal, but couldn't resist Wei Peng's persistent pleading and had to let
her brother have his way. The kiss was fine, but her brother insisted on putting his hand inside her clothes to touch her breasts. At first
, she wanted to refuse, but thinking that her brother was about to leave, she indulged him.

As Wei Peng and his group were about to enter the terminal, Wei Liangyun saw her brother waving to her in the distance .
She could no longer hold back her reluctance and covered her mouth, crying silently. Seeing his sister crying from afar, Wei Peng quickly went
over and hugged her, saying, "Don't cry, I'll find you a job when I get back, we'll see each other soon..."

Hearing her brother's comforting words, she leaned against his chest and nodded, then hugged Wei Peng tightly again
, wiping away her tears and urging him to hurry up and catch his flight. Cui Ying watched the siblings hugging in the distance
and smiled, thinking to herself, "These two siblings have a really good relationship, even seeing each other off at the airport makes them cry buckets." Wei Liangyun felt
an indescribable attachment to her brother's departure, like the pain of parting from lovers.

When the plane arrived at S City Airport, it was already past three o'clock. Seeing Zhuang Hui
waving , Wei Peng felt no joy at all. His displeasure wasn't showing on his face; instead, he walked over with
a beaming smile and gently tucked his wife into his arms. Zhuang Hui hugged Wei Peng and said with a smile, "Honey, you've worked so hard..."
Wei Peng chuckled and teased, "It's nothing, you've worked so hard at home..." Zhuang Hui's face froze
for a moment upon hearing Wei Peng's words, then she playfully patted her husband's arm and said, "Well, I've been busy at school these past few days,
but it's not too tiring. Hehe, our school's application was approved."

Wei Peng felt a surge of smugness seeing Zhuang Hui's expression. The woman in his arms was really good at pretending, acting as if nothing
had happened. He simply gave a soft "oh" and then told Zhuang Hui to take Cui Ying's luggage. His wife went to
her mother gave her a playful hug, smiled at her father, and then, arm in arm with Wei Peng, headed towards
the parking lot.

It had been five days since they returned to S City. Zhuang Hui had been very well-behaved during this time, going out late and returning early,
appearing as a virtuous wife and loving mother. Zhang Huiyao had been keeping a close eye on Zhuang Hui's every move. Since Wei Peng's return, his wife hadn't contacted Xin
Sheng again. Over the next few days, Wei Peng gradually pieced together some of Xin Sheng's background.

Xin Sheng, male, 36 years old, a Canadian citizen of Chinese descent, unmarried, had been a Canadian citizen for ten years, previously
a Japanese citizen who lived in Japan for six years. His ancestral home was H city, 130 kilometers from this city. His information about his life in mainland China was unclear.
The people sent to H city to investigate reported that his information was very basic: born in H city, elementary school, middle school, and
high school details unknown; address was just a house number, long since demolished; parents unknown; many people they asked didn't know
such a person.

Wei Peng frowned deeply as he looked at the thin piece of paper in his hand. Parents unknown? Was he an orphan? Born out
of ? This person was suspicious. His professional instincts as a lawyer told him that this person's information
couldn't be so simple. He thought about some old legal connections in H city and made a phone call.

The caller was a lawyer from a law firm with which they had previously collaborated. He was somewhat
surprised , when Wei Peng asked him to investigate someone's background, said he was in a difficult position. Wei Peng, also a lawyer,
knew the inside story; that lawyer didn't have many informants or underworld connections.
So, he directly asked how much it would cost. The caller laughed and said Wei was straightforward, then gave a
figure . After hanging up, Wei Peng had his finance department transfer the money.

At the demolition site in Yulong Town, Yuping Development Zone, Wei Peng, wearing a hard hat, pointed at the blueprints in front of him and
spoke to Feng Jianguo, who was also wearing a hard hat. They had finally acquired the land after investing 120 million yuan
, including 13 million yuan from Feng Jianguo to "favor" him through connections. The initial investment was 200 million
yuan to build a large shopping mall and food street; the entire project, including demolition, had a total investment of 600 million yuan.

Wei Peng spent a fortune acquiring the development rights to this land, but his prospects within the company were not good. Calculations showed that even if the entire
development was completed, the profit would be minimal, barely breaking even. Wei Peng, however, had his own plans; he had a purpose in bringing
Feng Jianguo .

Hong Kong Wantong Investment Company had also invested heavily in this land, and Xin Sheng had put in a lot of effort, but
they hadn't found the right people—money was spent, but the project wasn't successful. When Pengcheng Limited was signing the contract with the government, a phone call
from headquarters summoned him back to Hong Kong.

Today was the board meeting of Hong Kong Wantong Investment Company, and Chairman Wan Zihao sat in a large chair.
"That's how it is," Wan Zihao said in a deep voice. "We've done a lot of investment in mainland China. Mr. Xin,
how could you be so careless as to make such a judgment?"

Wan Zihao was a 62-year-old Hong Kong native, with slicked-back hair and a broad, ruddy face. He spoke fluent
Hong Kong-accented Mandarin. Several of the dozen or so directors present were from Hong Kong, while the others were from various places, including a
blond-haired, blue-eyed foreigner. After speaking, Wan Zihao looked at Xin Sheng, who was sitting not far away.

Before Xin Sheng could speak, a senior director sitting in the second seat said somewhat agitatedly, "Director Xin's erroneous investment judgment in S City,
mainland China , has indirectly caused our company to lose hundreds of millions. Director Xin, please explain
why! That piece of land was not worth such a large investment at all. You spent
70 million just to pull strings for a deal worth two or three hundred million, and even acquired it at 20% above market price. Please explain this to the board of directors."

Chairman Wan Zihao frowned after hearing the director's words and said, "If Director Xin's group cannot provide a reasonable explanation
, then Director Xin's group will reduce its shareholding in Director Xin's group."

Chapter Thirty: Following Zhuang Hui

"Respected Chairman, fellow directors, even the wisest can make a mistake. Our investments in mainland China also carry
risks, and these risks are unpredictable. When I acquired that piece of land, I had already considered all
the factors "The price being 20% higher than the market price is also to give the mainland government confidence in our company's investment.

I lived in the mainland for a period of time and am well aware of the greed of government officials. I did this
in order to secure better development projects in the future and bring greater profits to the company." Xin Sheng
stood up respectfully, pushed up his glasses, and said,

"Director Xin speaks so righteously. Then let me ask you, in a subsequent project you negotiated, you made a political donation of up to ten million RMB
to the supervisor in S City, a vice governor of J Province, with funds
coming from the company, and the deal still didn't go through.

I've had someone investigate, and your purpose in doing so wasn't for the company's business, but rather for some personal grudges we
're unaware of. Your secretary has already told me that you're now targeting S City..." Wei Peng, the
legal representative of Pengcheng Development Company. "

I don't know what grudge you have, but your behavior of using company business for personal gain is very irresponsible to
all directors present. I request the board to reduce this director's shareholding by 30%." This second-
ranking director aggressively questioned Xin Sheng, who sat silently. Before sitting down, he politely added, "Oh,
and there's something else I regret to inform Mr. Xin: your secretary has already boarded a plane to Melbourne.
The board has other arrangements for her work."

This second-ranking director, Li Chengzhu, 55 years old, had frequent business
conflicts Xin Sheng had seized a pier in Da Nang from him, and therefore he harbored resentment, always wanting to
remove Xin Sheng, a junior, from the board. Xin Sheng had repeatedly thwarted his attacks on Xin Sheng, but this time… Why wouldn't they seize this opportunity
?

After hearing Li Chengzhu's speech, the directors present whispered amongst themselves, a buzzing
sound filling the meeting room. Wan Zihao, sitting there, gently tapped the table to silence the murmurs, instructing everyone to press the red and green buttons on
the table to decide whether to reduce their holdings of Xin Sheng's shares.

Nine votes to six; Xin Sheng's shares would be reduced by 30% the next day, worth approximately HK$240 million at market price.
After the reduction, Xin Sheng's position on the board would be at the very bottom; if anything else happened, he
would be ousted.

The shareholder reduction statement from Wantong Company, published in Hong Kong newspapers the following day,
made no ripple in the vast and turbulent sea of Hong Kong's stock market. Of course, few on the mainland noticed
this financial ocean.

In the general manager's office of Pengcheng Development Co., Ltd. in S City, Wei Peng held a document in his hand,
his hand trembling slightly, his knuckles white from the force. Attached to the document was a detailed phone
bill. The document, several pages long, contained a schedule of his wife's school activities and assignments to other cities over the past year
. Some activity dates were marked with bold red lines.

Correspondingly, certain times on the phone bill were also marked with red lines, and others with blue lines.
The phone numbers and times above the red lines matched those on the document, meaning his wife had
contacted . The blue lines corresponded to the numbers above the red lines. Looking at
the frequent , Wei Peng closed his eyes in anguish.

His wife had known Xin Sheng longer than he had; judging from the current information and call logs, they had been seeing each other for a long time.
How could this be? How did they get in touch? He had always thought that Xin Sheng had seduced Zhuang
Hui after meeting him, but now it seemed that was far from the truth. What had his wife been like during the three years he had been away
? Zhuang Hui's beautiful face appeared in his mind, then suddenly blurred, as if veiled by a layer of mist, impossible to see clearly
no matter how hard .

The office felt so oppressive; he suddenly wanted to go to his mother's. Stepping out of the company, he looked up at the clear blue sky.
The morning sun was a bit too bright, and suddenly he didn't want to drive. S City was already deep autumn;
the trees lining the streets were shedding their leaves, which drifted aimlessly across the road. The fallen leaves were like Wei
Peng's shattered heart, scattered everywhere. Zhang Huiyao told him that Xin Sheng was in Hong Kong and they couldn't contact him yet
, so the investigation into Xin Sheng was temporarily suspended.

On the way, he received a call from Yao Shicheng, saying that the job Wei Peng had asked him to find for his sister had been secured—
a temporary position as deputy section chief in the pharmacy department of the city's Central Hospital. It was a prestigious position, not strenuous,
but well-paid. Wei Peng thanked Yao Shicheng for his help on the phone and said he would find another day... He'd definitely treat him to a meal.

Just as he hung up, another call came in—it was his daughter. She said she was lonely in
New Zealand and wanted her grandmother to fly over and keep her company. Wei Peng told her that her grandfather was unwell and hospitalized again,
and her grandmother couldn't leave. His daughter seemed upset and appeared to cry on the other end of the line.

Suddenly, an idea struck Wei Peng: he'd have Zhuang Hui go and keep his daughter company. He'd get her a six-month
visitor visa first, allowing her to leave for a while. He planned to use those six months to launch his offensive against Xin Sheng. He wanted to make
Xin Sheng disappear from the mainland, ideally vanish from the face of the earth. Although he didn't have a plan yet, he believed
in taking action .

After he ruined Xin Sheng's life, he would confront his wife. This time, Wei Peng was determined to
divorce ; this woman had disappointed him too much. His daughter, hearing her father say on the phone that her mother wanted to come and keep her company, cheered with joy
. After hanging up, Wei Peng imagined his wife's reaction when he confronted Zhuang Hui after ruining Xin Sheng's life,
a vengeful satisfaction rising within him.

He turned and went back to the company, convening a brief meeting with the heads of various departments. The focus was on promoting
the commercial development of Yulong Town. He also told the assembled managers that this
previously had a major turning point. He had finalized an agreement with the municipal government: the current municipal government building
was outdated and located in a busy area, making relocation a possibility. The municipal government was now considering rebuilding it in the Yulong Town
development zone, not far from the food street, and was awaiting official government approval.

Everyone was quite excited upon hearing the news; it was a bombshell. If it really was adjacent to the municipal government
office area, then this land would have enormous appreciation potential, not just a few hundred million now, but
billions or even tens of billions. Wei Peng waved for everyone to quiet down, then
assigned tasks and adjourned the meeting.

Feng Jianguo had previously informed him about the relocation of the municipal government. When Wei Peng acquired the land in Yulong Town, he
hadn't considered this possibility. However, after returning from Quanshui, the company's vice president
reported to him on the estimated profits from the land's development, implying that the development wasn't going well and the company wouldn't make much profit. Wei Peng also knew that this
project was won on a whim, and the money spent was somewhat disproportionate to the potential profits.

So he set his sights on the location of the municipal government building. Since returning, he'd done nothing but cultivate relationships with the municipal government.
Feng Jianguo even connected him with a bigwig in the province. Under Wei Peng's financial pressure, the bigwig finally agreed
to consider it. A few days ago, Wei Peng and Feng Jianguo went to Yulong Town to select a site for the municipal government, and now they were just waiting for official approval from the province
and city.

In the following days, Pengcheng Development Company secretly launched a publicity campaign, heavily promoting the news that the municipal government
office building would be built in Yulong Town. With several days of promotion, interested businessmen from all walks of
life flocked to the company to inquire. A week later, the province and city issued documents one after another, confirming that
the new municipal government building would be built in Yulong Town.

Wei Peng was very happy today because the development in Yulong Town, which had previously been viewed unfavorably, suddenly
became a hot topic. The newly launched apartments sold for exorbitant prices. The company's attitude towards him
had changed from mockery to respect. Everyone now admired their boss; his foresight was truly amazing!

Wei Peng's initial joy was ruined by a phone call from Zhang Huiyao: Xin Sheng had returned to the city today. Upon hearing
this news, Wei Peng's heart tightened, a sudden, inexplicable panic washing over him. This feeling was fleeting; he wanted to see
how Zhuang Hui would react to Xin Sheng's return. He instructed Zhang Huiyao to continue the investigation into Xin Sheng, to have someone monitor him, and to
use all available connections to contact people in Hong Kong to thoroughly investigate everything about Xin Sheng.

In the morning, Wei Peng slowly walked out of the bedroom after waking up and sat down at the table to eat the breakfast his wife had prepared. Zhuang Hui
seemed to be in a good mood today, even humming a little tune while clearing the dishes. Wei Peng, however, felt a gloomy mood,
though his face maintained a calm and collected expression.

After breakfast, the two chatted briefly before driving off to work. However, Wei Peng
had a nagging feeling that something was amiss with his wife's attire that day. Zhuang Hui wore a white, wide-necked sweater with a
long chain around her neck and a five-colored stone bracelet on her wrist, making her slender, beautiful hands appear even longer. Her fingers
were painted with dark red nail polish, giving them an exceptionally sensual look. Her wavy hair
was styled she wore a dark wool skirt and white high heels that accentuated her long, shapely legs clad in flesh-colored stockings.

After watching his wife drive away, Wei Peng slowly started his car and followed. He trailed
behind Zhuang Hui's car at a distance, and when he saw it turn into a school, he found a secluded spot to park and wait.

Around noon, he saw Zhuang Hui emerge from the school, standing at the gate looking around. A
moment hailed a taxi. Zhuang Hui hadn't driven? Where was she going? Was she going to meet
that man named Xin Sheng? "Isn't this a bit too hasty?" Wei Peng slammed his hand on the steering wheel,
took a few deep breaths to calm his rapidly pounding heart, and followed the taxi.

Zhuang Hui got out of the car at the hospital where Old Zhuang was staying and went inside. Wei Peng was a little surprised to see Zhuang Hui at the hospital.
He thought she had gone back to see Xin Sheng, but he didn't expect her to come to the hospital. He shook
his head self-deprecatingly, feeling a mix of emotions. Happy? Not really. Disappointed? Hard to say, anyway,
a complex mix of .

He waited quietly in the car for a while, then suddenly felt that following her like this wasn't a solution. After all,
he had many things to do and couldn't follow Zhuang Hui 24 hours a day. Besides, what good would it do
to follow ?

His wife's affair with another man meant there were already problems between them. Even if
he caught them in the act, it would only exacerbate the situation, making it public knowledge, letting
everyone who knew Wei Peng laugh at him, and then divorce? Divide the assets? He was now considered a wealthy man, and if they divorced, Zhuang
Hui would have to take half of his assets. "Why? Damn it..."

Wei Peng cursed under his breath. It was too damn shameful. The flames of anger burned fiercely in his heart. He would
secretly find evidence of his wife's infidelity. Once he had the evidence, he would confront Zhuang Hui privately. That way
, his wife wouldn't get a single penny in the divorce. However, for the sake of his children, he would also give his wife some money.
As for how much, he would decide later.

Driving back to the company, Wei Peng asked his subordinates to buy him a boxed lunch, ate it quickly, and then picked up the phone
to contact several people in the public security system. He finalized some procedures for Zhuang Hui to visit relatives abroad.
The procedures, which would normally take more than twenty days, could be completed in about three or four days thanks to his connections.

After the company reopened in the afternoon, people kept coming and going from Wei Peng's office. These people were all heads of various
departments , some reporting, some signing documents, and so on. Wei Peng was getting a little annoyed by the busyness. Only when no one knocked on the door again
did he remember he should call Zhuang Hui to discuss arranging for his wife to go abroad.

The phone was switched off. A bad feeling washed over Wei Peng, and he dialed several more times.
The phone kept ringing with "The number you dialed is currently switched off, please try again later..." Silence followed. After a while, Wei Peng
called Cui Ying again. After a few rings, Cui Ying's voice came through the phone, "Hello, Peng?..."

"Yes, it's me, Peng. Mom, how's Dad?"

"Oh, your dad's fine. Is something wrong?"

"Nothing's wrong. I've just been busy and haven't been able to visit Dad, so... so...
I called to ... haha..."

"Your dad's just like that, it's his old ailment. He just needs some rest. You... you need to take good care of yourself.
Don't be too busy. Your health is important, you know?" Cui Ying said softly on the other end of the line, her
tone emphasizing the importance of her health. Wei Peng understood his mother-in-law's meaning, and his heart skipped a beat.

"Oh...oh...hehe...I know, Mom, you take good care of yourself too, your health is the most important thing,
hehe ..."

"Okay, if there's nothing else, you go ahead and do your work..." "

Mom, has Zhuang Hui been to the hospital? I told her, I don't have time to go to the hospital, but I asked her to come and visit often."

"Hui? She came by at noon, but she only stayed for a while before taking a phone call and leaving, saying there
was something . You two don't need to worry, the conditions here are very good, you just go about your business."

"Oh, okay, Mom, I have something to do here, I'll hang up now."

Wei Peng's heart skipped a beat when he heard Cui Ying's reply. He hurriedly said goodbye to Cui Ying and hung up the phone. He
thought his wife was at the hospital at noon, but she left in a hurry, only after taking a phone call. He lit
a cigarette, picked up the landline on the table, and dialed Zhuang Hui's school office. He was told that Teacher Zhuang had taken leave this afternoon
to visit a patient at the hospital.

Wei Peng hung up the phone, his mind buzzing. Zhuang Hui was definitely with Xin Sheng, maybe they were
making love right now. That shameless woman! Who was this Xin Sheng anyway, that his wife was so
infatuated with him, obeying his every word after just one phone call?

Chapter Thirty-One: It's All Because of His Penis

While he was lost in thought, Zhang Huiyao called. A friend in the underworld in Hong Kong had managed
to find him here, saying he was asked to contact the boss of Pengcheng Company through a friend in the underworld to
discuss important matters. He even left his phone number. Wei Peng was puzzled. How
did he get involved with Hong Kong? First this mysterious Xin Sheng, then the Hong Kong underworld, what was going on?

At 688 Baotong Street, Dingxiang Manor, a French café located in the most bustling part of the city,
two people sat in a private room. The woman was half-reclined against the man with her eyes closed, one arm
around her neck, the other slowly stirring the coffee in front of them. The hand holding the woman
rested on her full breasts, occasionally fondling them, leaving her clothes slightly disheveled.

"Ugh, you've messed up my clothes! You always do this! Is there nothing else to do when we meet?"
The woman slapped the man's hand, frowning and muttering reproachfully.

"Ah Hui, do you know how much I love you? Every time I see you, I feel boundless passion. You're mine
. What is that Wei Peng anyway, daring to steal my woman…" The man said menacingly.

"Ah Sheng, I'm scared. I'm so conflicted. I love you madly, but he's my husband in reality,
the father of my child. What should I do? Before you came into my life, my heart was at peace. I thought I would
love him like this… love him forever… I…"

"Enough… don't say anymore… you're mine… don't say anymore…" The man roughly interrupted
the woman , picking her up and kissing her lips fiercely.

Zhuang Hui was startled by Xin Sheng's sudden action, her arms outstretched as the man
kissed . She slowly wrapped her arms around his neck, closing her eyes and responding to his kisses.
But two streams of tears slowly slid down her face.

Their breathing grew heavy. The man's hand slipped under her skirt and roughly pressed against her mons
pubis. She whimpered, clinging to his shoulder, "No...not here..."
Ignoring her pleas, the man kissed Zhuang Hui's neck frantically, one hand kneading her breasts, the other
caressing her vulva.

A sudden ringing of the telephone interrupted their passionate encounter. Xin Sheng answered the phone with some annoyance, his expression growing serious
as he listened . Zhuang Hui obediently sat up slowly, glancing at Xin Sheng on the phone,
a sense of confusion in her heart.

The man before her always held an irresistible allure, a captivating charm, yet Wei Peng's image
lingered . She loved Wei Peng, and she loved this man, but the two loves were different, and
she didn't know which was more important. The chaotic thoughts and deep guilt suffocated her;
a voice inside her kept crying out, "A tragic fate... a tragic fate..."

Xin Sheng listened to the phone with a grim face, finally saying, "I know, keep a close eye on things. I'm flying
back tonight." Hanging up, he touched Zhuang Hui's face and said, "Hui, I'm sorry, I..." "Some things at the company
are really tricky, so I'm going back to Hong Kong tonight. I can't stay with you."

Zhuang Hui tilted her head and rubbed against the man's hand, looking at him and saying, "Yeah, it's okay. I'm fine.
I'm just happy to see you. There's nothing to apologize for. Don't say that." Xin Sheng playfully pinched Zhuang Hui's
breast again and said, "I really want to eat you up."

Zhuang Hui angrily pushed the man's hand away and said, "You don't have anything else to do when you see me. You're always so
impatient . Really." Hearing that Xin Sheng was going back to Hong Kong, she felt a sense of relief, but
she couldn't explain why she felt this way.

The man laughed and said, "Do you know how charming you are? You exude an irresistible allure. When I
first saw you, I couldn't believe my eyes. You're completely different from before
. I prefer you now. Wait for me, wait for me. I'm going to take you away from him. I'll make you
submit to me! Haha...haha..."

Hearing the man's laughter, Zhuang Hui suddenly felt a pang of panic. The man's face was distorted by his laughter,
his sharply defined features carrying an indescribable sinister aura. Was he still the same person? Suppressing her panic, Zhuang Hui
slowly hugged the still-laughing Xin Sheng, resting her head against his chest and whispering, "Asheng, don't do
this. I'm scared. I don't want you two like this. Promise me, I'm yours. Isn't this good enough for us?"

Hearing the woman's words in his arms, Xin Sheng stopped laughing and said in a low voice, "No, I don't like this.
My things belong only to me...only I can use them." He then turned the woman around, pressed her onto
the sofa, roughly lifted her skirt, quickly unbuckled his belt, pulled out his penis, and then pulled down
her panties, inserting it into her slightly wet vagina without further ado.

Zhuang Hui lay helplessly on the sofa,
moaning throbbing, full sensation spread throughout her body. She gripped the edge of the sofa tightly, her head tilting slightly upwards,
swaying with the man's thrusts.

Xin Sheng thrust rapidly into Zhuang Hui's vagina as if venting his frustration. With
each in-and-out motion, white vaginal fluid was drawn out, dripping onto the sofa. Zhuang Hui moaned softly in pleasure, each
thrust sending a shiver down her spine. Her legs were spread wide, her snow-white buttocks raised high to meet the man
's thrusts. The man's heavy breathing and the woman's plaintive moans, combined with the monotonous slapping sounds, created
a .

The man pressed his hands on the woman's shoulders, thrusting his hips forcefully, each insertion reaching the full depth.
The woman's labia were engorged with blood, turning outwards beautifully. Each withdrawal of his penis pulled out some of
the vaginal wall, and the pubic hair on her genitals was wet with the white, sebum-like vaginal fluid.

The pleasure from the friction of their genitals made Zhuang Hui's moans grow more rapid, but she dared not shout
loudly . She covered her mouth with her hand, letting out low moans with each thrust. Her cheeks flushed crimson, her eyes slightly narrowed, and her nostrils flared
rapidly as she breathed through her mouth . With one hand covering her mouth, Zhuang Hui used the other to rub her clitoris between her legs, her fingers dabbing at the flowing fluids. The tingling sensation on her clitoris, combined with the friction of the penis inside her vagina, brought her desire to its peak. She removed her hand from her mouth, bracing herself on the sofa with one hand, suppressing low moans. Her eyes, half-closed in a seductive gaze, turned to the sweating man and said, "Faster...faster...Ah Sheng ...faster...I'm coming...ah...I'm coming..." Xin Sheng, watching the woman's wanton state and listening to her plaintive cries... A groan escaped her lips, a tingling sensation running through her lower back, and he thrust even faster. Grabbing the woman's hair, he rode her hips forcefully in a horse-riding motion. Zhuang Hui, using the hand that had been rubbing her clitoris , extended two slender fingers and gently clamped the man's thrusting penis. The penis was hard and slippery; the erotic sensation of thrusting transmitted through her fingers. The exciting squeezing sensation at their point of contact made Zhuang Hui's body go limp , and she collapsed onto the sofa. One hand kneaded her nipple, while two fingers pressed tightly against her vaginal opening, gripping the slippery, hard penis tightly, simultaneously rubbing her already swollen labia up and down. Climax arrived. Zhuang Hui's mouth opened wide, her whole body tensed, her vagina contracted sharply, tightly enveloping and sucking the hard penis. Her hips thrust back rapidly, welcoming the penis to penetrate to its deepest point. Xin Sheng let out a low growl and ejaculated hot semen. A jolt of electricity coursed through Zhuang Hui's body, and the burning sensation inside her vagina caused her tense body to go limp. She gripped the sofa tightly, burying her head in it and moaning with pleasure . That afternoon, Wei Peng dialed the number Zhang Huiyao had given him in Hong Kong. A man's voice , claiming to be surnamed Lü. He started with a string of empty pleasantries, then said he and Xin Sheng were enemies, not friends, and therefore hoped to cooperate with Wei Peng to bring Xin Sheng down, since the enemy of my enemy is my friend. He added that his people in Hong Kong had already taken action against Xin Sheng, but because he wasn't involved , he couldn't target Xin Sheng. He hoped Wei Peng could make some moves here to ruin the business Xin Sheng had taken over. The man also said he had sent someone to Japan to investigate Xin Sheng, saying that Xin Sheng wasn't very wealthy when he first arrived in Japan, but subsequently received substantial sums of money from the mainland through underground banks before immigrating to Canada . Wei Peng hung up the phone, feeling both puzzled and excited. He was puzzled as to how he had inexplicably become Xin Sheng's mortal enemy , but excited because someone could join forces to bring down Xin Sheng, which was exactly what he wanted. That evening, back home, Wei Peng casually mentioned arranging for Zhuang Hui to go abroad during dinner. Zhuang Hui was taken aback and slightly annoyed, saying, "Da Peng, I agree that you're doing this for our daughter's sake, but can't you even discuss it with me?" Hearing Zhuang Hui's question, Wei Peng looked up at his wife, put down his bowl, and said, "I wanted to discuss it with you, but your phone was off this afternoon. I was even thinking of going to the school to talk to you, but something came up." "Oh...oh...this afternoon...my phone died...oh...I went to Dad's at noon...Dad looked pretty good...oh...I'm going to the kitchen to see if the soup is ready..." Zhuang Hui avoided Wei Peng's eyes , feeling flustered by his words, and changed the subject, getting up and heading towards the kitchen. Entering the kitchen, Zhuang Hui patted her chest and let out a soft sigh. She had truly panicked when . If her husband went to the school, if he heard she had taken leave and said she went to the hospital, and if he went to the hospital to look for her, what would the consequences be? It was self-evident. But she didn't know that Wei Peng, sitting at the dinner table, already knew everything. He was simply playing with her like a cat toying with a mouse. All her attempts to cover up were laughable and pathetic in Wei Peng's eyes. Three days later, Zhuang Hui's paperwork for going abroad was completed. That's how things are in China; if you don't have connections, there are countless government departments to deal with, and everything requires consultation. But if you have connections, things are much easier; a word to the right person and everything goes smoothly. Things at the school were even easier. One phone call from Feng Jianguo, and the principal happily arranged paid leave for Zhuang Hui. The flight was at 6:30 PM. After seeing his wife off at the airport to accompany her to New Zealand for her studies, Wei Peng stared blankly at the plane soaring into the night sky, a pang of reluctance rising in his heart. After all, he still loved Zhuang Hui, but the deeper the love, the deeper the resentment. Why? Why did Zhuang Hui abandon a stable life to have an affair ? He was healthy, confident he could satisfy his wife. He considered himself a family man; although he sometimes fooled around with other women, he hadn't kept a mistress like Zhou Kun. Looks? At least better than that Xin Sheng. Wealth? What a joke. Money was just a number to Wei Peng now. In S City, his hidden wealth was certainly among the top, wasn't it?

But why would his wife do this? Was it for the thrill? Like when he sought other women,
did she need of satisfaction? Zhuang Hui didn't seem like that kind of person. Before, when his wife and son had incest, because Zhuang Hui had a mental
illness, he sent his son away and went abroad. But he had arranged for people to watch over Zhuang Hui, and
after his wife's outburst, judging from her behavior, she should be fine now.

"Slut... fucking slut..." Thinking this, Wei Peng spat on the ground and said.

"Wei Peng, what are you doing? Tsk tsk, how can a good citizen spit like that?" A woman's
voice sounded behind him. Wei Peng didn't turn around when he heard the voice; a bitter smile appeared on his face.

The woman behind him slowly walked to his side, not looking at Wei Peng who was forcing a bitter smile, but gazing aimlessly into the distance, and
said softly, "Attorney Wei, long time no see. I thought you'd gone to Africa again."

Wei Peng turned his head to look behind him as if possessed, but before he could speak, the woman next to him turned to look at him and said, "
What ? A clear conscience fears no accusation. You actually know what guilt is? Ha, I thought you'd wiped your mouth
and be fine! I'm all alone. That bastard Zhou Kun went to Hongdu this afternoon. I know he has a mistress there.
You men are so shameless."

"Jiang Nan... well... I really didn't mean to that day... oh... no... I... sigh
... I've been wanting to apologize to you..."

"Apologize? What do we need the police for?"

"Jiang...Nan...Jiang Nan...Zhou Kun and I are best buddies. I did something really awful.
It's too late now. I was out of my mind that day...sigh...it was all because of the alcohol...I haven't dared to face Kun these past few days, let
alone you. I beg you to forgive me." Wei Peng lowered his head and apologized softly like a child who had done something wrong.

"Wow, Attorney Wei can apologize to people? Haha, interesting. What have you been doing these past few days? Huh?
Have you called me once since that day? Have you apologized? You're just as much of a bastard as Zhou Kun. You think it
's all over after you've done your business? Wei Peng, you bastard, you bastard..."

"Jiang Nan...Jiang...Nan...keep your voice down...I'm sorry...I'm sorry...what should we do...
? Anyway, what's done is done...I'm sorry..." Wei Peng heard Jiang Nan's voice gradually rising and
looked . Luckily, night had fallen and there was no one in the parking lot, otherwise he would have had nowhere to hide his face.

Jiang Nan, seeing Wei Peng's expression, suddenly felt a surge of anger. She abruptly raised her hand and slapped Wei Peng across the face.
Wei Peng was stunned by the slap. This woman was truly fierce; she actually hit him! "I, Wei Peng,
have never been hit by any woman other than my mother... Oh... I was hit by Yu Youjun, but that's another matter... Oh
... no... it seems to be the same thing. Sigh, it's all because of that bastard... Damn it..."

Chapter Thirty-Two:

Looking at her hand and then at the stunned Wei Peng, Jiang Nan felt a pang of grievance. Her
husband had a mistress and was never home. That day, her unpleasant encounter with Wei Peng was both accidental and inevitable. It takes two to
tango; she was also at fault. But Wei Peng hadn't even called afterward, acting as if nothing had happened. She
wasn't a prostitute; how could she pretend nothing had happened after having physical intimacy with a man? It

was infuriating that this man had taken her feigned composure as indifference.
Tears streamed down her face uncontrollably, impossible to wipe away no matter how hard she tried. Finally, Jiang Nan covered her eyes with her hands and sobbed uncontrollably
. Wei Peng, at a loss for what to do, stared at the weeping woman before him, completely helpless. He could only say, "
Wait a minute , I'll go get you some tissues from the car."

Wei Peng turned to get some tissues from the car, but Jiang Nan stopped crying and said, "Hug me." Wei Peng casually agreed,
"Hmm... Ah?" Jiang Nan slowly leaned against Wei Peng, sobbing softly, "I'm sorry, I
shouldn't have hit you. I had a fight with that bastard Zhou Kun during the day, and that bitch he was seeing called me saying
she's pregnant with Zhou Kun's child. She said if Zhou Kun makes her have an abortion, she'll come to S City and kill her and her baby in front of our door."

Hearing Jiang Nan's words, Wei Peng was dumbfounded. What was going on? He thought to himself, "Zhou Kun, you idiot, how
could you go off like that? This is a huge problem!" But the thought of holding Tiezi's wife in his arms made things incredibly
complicated. He could only pat Jiang Nan's back, unsure of what to say.

Jiang Nan had come to the airport to see a friend off. After seeing her friend off, she went to the parking lot and saw Wei Peng
staring blankly at the night sky. She didn't want to greet him, but her legs wouldn't obey her, and she walked towards him, just in time to witness Wei
Peng's fierce

expression. After Jiang Nan calmed down, Wei Peng told her that he had come to see Zhuang Hui off to her daughter's place for her to accompany her to school.
Jiang Nan felt much better after crying. She left Wei Peng's embrace, crossed her arms, and chatted with him for a while about Zhou Kun
. Her emotions weren't as agitated anymore, but her cold tone sent a chill down Wei Peng's spine.

When they parted, Wei Peng watched Jiang Nan get into her car first. As the car passed Wei Peng, it stopped.
Jiang Nan seemed to hesitate inside, then slowly rolled down the window, made a phone call
gesture towards Wei Peng, and then slammed on the gas and drove away.

Night had completely fallen. Wei Peng nodded when he saw Jiang Nan make a hand gesture in the car. He wasn't sure if Jiang Nan
had seen it. Watching the car speed away, Wei Peng's face flushed. Jiang Nan wanted him to keep in
touch , but what kind of contact was this that made him feel uneasy? His friend's wife!
What the hell was going on? How was he going to face Zhou Kun? He was completely overwhelmed.

Back home, looking at the familiar furnishings and surroundings, he felt a deep sense of loss. His wife wasn't there, his son wasn't there,
his daughter wasn't there—was this still a home? The warmth he had felt was gone. He leaned back on the sofa, put his hands behind
his head, and closed his eyes. The silence was maddening. He checked the time; it was already past nine o'clock. He
called and told Xu Mei that Zhuang Hui had gone to New Zealand and that he was home alone and hadn't eaten yet. His mother said that
Wei Liangyun had eaten at her place and had just left.

Hearing that Wei Peng hadn't eaten yet, she felt sorry for him and offered to go to his place to cook for him. Wei Peng said it was too late
for Xu Mei; he would come over and eat. After driving half an hour to his mother's place, Wei Peng, who had
a key to , went straight in.

Xu Mei, busy in the kitchen, heard the building door close and came out, opening her arms as if
to hug him. Wei Peng gently embraced his mother, burying his face in her hair and saying in a muffled voice,
"It's so boring being home alone. It's so much better here; it feels like home."

Xu Mei cupped her son's face in her hands, looking into Wei Peng's eyes, and said, "What happened? You don't look well."
"Why haven't you eaten yet? Isn't Zhuang Hui's flight at 6:30?"

Wei Peng shook his head, indicating that nothing was wrong. He hugged his mother tightly, her full body pressed
against him, giving him an indescribable feeling.

Xu Mei was wearing a long, loose-fitting house dress that just covered her buttocks. She wasn't wearing a bra, and her two large breasts
stood erect against her son's chest. She already knew her son was coming, and since he had seen everything, she
wasn't wearing pants, only underwear. When her arms were down, it could cover her, but when her arms were raised, her
purple thong was exposed.

"Nothing's wrong. I've been a bit busy at work lately, so I'm a bit stressed. It smells so good! What delicious food did you make for me?
I'm starving!" Wei Peng asked, sniffing the air. Xu Mei smiled, broke free from her son's embrace, and went into the kitchen, bringing out
two dishes and a bowl of rice. Wei Peng chuckled, washed his hands, and sat down at the table to wolf down his food.

Watching her son devour the food and rice, praising it repeatedly,
Xu Mei smiled contentedly. Her son was her precious child; even though he had a wife, he still preferred
her cooking. While clearing the dishes, she casually asked Wei Peng what time he'd be home. Wei Peng chuckled and said he wanted his mother
to hold him while he slept that night. Xu Mei glared at him, spitting out a curse for being shameless—how old was he to still want his mother
to hold him? But a flutter of desire stirred within her.

Seeing his mother carry the dishes into the kitchen, Wei Peng quickly went to the bathroom. Since their
relationship had transcended mother and son, he had cherished their intimacy, enjoying the feeling of being pampered by his mother. This kind of
sex was different from his with other women; perhaps every man has a mother complex. In any case,
he always felt an indescribable thrill when he was with Xu Mei. Xu Mei's body wasn't loose or bloated; instead, it
exuded a mature woman's charm. Her perfectly timed moans and seductive manner only fueled Wei Peng's fascination.

After washing the dishes in the kitchen, Xu Mei walked into the living room and heard her son taking a shower in the bathroom . She
smiled knowingly, knowing what the boy was up to. Eight out of ten times when her son came to visit, he needed her, his mother, to "
comfort him." Turning around, she picked up a teacup and made Wei Peng a cup of tea. Just as she bent down to place it on the coffee table, she felt a
warm body hug her from behind. Xu Mei screamed in fright. Then she felt two devilish
hands grab her breasts.

"You naughty boy, I feed you well and you repay your mother like this?" Xu Mei slowly stood up, leaning
her head back against her son's chest, patting his hands and speaking softly with a smile.

Wei Peng, without saying a word, played with his mother's breasts through her clothes, gently kissing and licking Xu Mei
's neck. The kneading of her breasts and the warmth of his tongue kissing and licking her neck made her feel
numb and weak all over, as if all her strength had been drained away, and her legs even trembled.

"Wait...you naughty boy...what's the rush...I haven't washed yet..." Xu Mei was
flustered by her son, breaking free from his clutches and turning around, speaking in a low, urgent voice. Wei Peng deliberately made a
childish sound, unwilling for his mother to leave, to express his dissatisfaction.

Seeing Wei Peng acting like a child, Xu Mei shook her head helplessly, went to
the side, dimmed the living room lights to their lowest setting, and then deliberately frowned, pretending to be angry, saying, "So disobedient
, fine, fine, good son, go to the bedroom, I really can't do anything with you."

Seeing his mother's cooperative behavior, Wei Peng became even more excited, quickly walked over,
and pinned his mother against the wall, giving her a wall slam. Looking down, he could see a deep cleavage through her wide collar, and a surge of
sexual impulse made him lower his head and kiss his mother's lips deeply.

The dim light in the room cast the shadows of the kissing mother and son onto the wall, both blurry and indistinguishable
. Outside, a chilly autumn wind howled through the night, but inside, there was no trace of coldness.
The room was filled with the sounds of kissing and an air of ambiguity.

Suddenly, Xu Mei was swept up in a hug. She cried out "Ah!" and then giggled, hooking her arm around
her son's neck. She leaned up and kissed him on the cheek, laughing, "You naughty boy, why are you taking your anger out on
this old woman ?"

Wei Peng chuckled, turned, and sat on the sofa in the living room, pulling Xu Mei into his arms. One arm encircled his mother's
sexy thigh, the other around her back, as he continued to kiss her haphazardly. His mother's arms encircled his neck
, her lips responding to his kisses. Mother and son skillfully slipped their tongues into each other's mouths, their tongues intertwining and sucking.

His hand, which was wrapped around his mother's thigh, restlessly pressed against her exposed underwear. Xu Mei grabbed her son's hand,
pulled her lips away from his passionate kiss, and gasped, "You bad boy... what are you doing... don't touch me like that." Wei Peng
didn't take his mother's refusal seriously. His mother was always like this; at first, she wouldn't let him touch her, but in the end,
she would always give up her fearless resistance under Wei Peng's relentless onslaught.

However, each time it was just a touch; if he wanted to go any further, it would be harder
than climbing to heaven. Once, when Wei Peng and Xu Mei were having anal sex, he pulled out his penis and tried to insert it into his mother's vagina when he had just touched
the entrance. His mother slipped off the bed and refused to let her son's penis enter her body. She suppressed
her desire and refused her son's intrusion because Xu Mei always felt that as long as her son's thing didn't enter her
vagina, it wasn't incest. This idea left Wei Peng speechless and helpless.

"You naughty boy, you're already so upset after your wife just left? I can't take your torment. You always last so
long, I'm too old to handle it," Xu Mei said
softly .

"Mmm, so sweet. Mom isn't old at all. Look at these breasts, look at this skin, and these thighs, look at this
alluring buttocks, where am I old? Is Ms. Xu Mei even thirty years old this year?" Wei Peng
licked from his mother's lips, stroking the areas he was describing and patting her buttocks twice.

Xu Mei was overjoyed to hear her son's praise. Putting aside their respective social statuses, the fact that such a young
man was infatuated with her body filled her with immense joy. Every time she walked down the street, some young men would
whistle at her, and although she would show disgust on her face, she still felt a sense of satisfaction.

Youth is something every woman desires. Although her mental age wasn't young, her body still
attracted the attention of young men, and that was a source of pride. Her son had such a young and beautiful wife, yet he was attracted to his mother...
She was completely captivated, which gave her immense satisfaction and excitement. This was also
the reason why .

"You naughty boy, what are you licking like that? It's disgusting! You even dared to spank Mommy's bottom, you want a beating, don't you?" Xu
Mei pretended to be angry, but her two beautiful big eyes betrayed her inner thoughts. Her
eyes were filled with excitement and desire.

"Mommy...you're so charming...I like you...I like your body...I like
the smell ...I feel so uncomfortable...help me..." Wei Peng lowered his head and kissed Xu Mei's cheek,
making a vague request.

"Bad baby, go to the bedroom and wait for Mommy, okay? Mommy's going to wash her bottom. Tonight, I'll let you have anal sex, okay?"
Xu Mei couldn't resist her son's pleading. She knew what he wanted, so she had no choice but to agree to let him have anal sex and give him
some pleasure.

Wei Peng was quite happy to hear that his mother wanted him to have anal sex and said, "No rush, let me kiss Mommy's breasts first."
Xu Mei had no choice but to stand up, take off her top, let her son get down, and lie down on the sofa. Seeing his mother lie down
on the sofa, Wei Peng eagerly climbed on top of her, sucking on one nipple while kneading the other
breast with his other hand.

Xu Mei, with her eyes closed and her hands in her son's hair, moaned softly. Waves of tingling sensations
spread from her nipples throughout her body, as if ants were crawling all over her. Her naked body involuntarily
writhed , and her legs slowly parted.

Her son, who had only worn a bathrobe after his shower, had already taken it off when he climbed on top of her.
His erect penis pressed against her underwear, causing Xu Mei immense discomfort. The masculine scent filled her
nostrils , making her breathing uneven. Her son's alternating sucking on her nipples intensified her discomfort.
One thigh involuntarily draped over the back of the sofa, while the other dangled limply off the sofa.

Wei Peng licked his mother's breasts for a while, feeling her body burning hot. He heard Xu Mei
's heavy, uneven breathing and knew she was aroused. So he gently continued to lick around her breasts with the tip of his tongue
.

The son's varied licking intensified Xu Mei's tingling sensation. She held onto her son's strong
shoulders, babbling, "No...no..." but her eyes remained closed,
her hands still weakly stroking his back.

One hand gently touched her already soaked underwear, a jolt of electricity shooting through Xu Mei's brain.
Her body involuntarily stiffened, and she moaned, pleading, "No...no...baby, don't touch Mommy
there." Wei Peng ignored his mother's pleas, finding a clitoris and gently
pressing .

Xu Mei tried to remove her son's hand from her clitoris, but she was too weak to lift her arms
. She could only weakly pat his back in protest. Mom's panties were soaked through, the narrow bottom
clinging tightly to her vulva, barely covering it. Thick pubic hair was scattered outside the panties, some already
soaking wet. Wei Peng played with Mom's clitoris for a while, then rubbed it against
the wet .

The friction of her son on the outside of her panties brought Xu Mei to a near-orgasm. She tilted her head back,
raised her body high, gripped the sofa with both hands, and let out a deep "oh." Her buttocks thrust upwards a few times, as if
responding to the rubbing palm, then her body sank down, and some clear, lustful fluid slowly
flowed from the edge of her panties, wetting her son's palm.

After the climax, Xu Mei, somewhat embarrassed, playfully slapped her son, chuckling and scolding him, "You little rascal
...you did this on purpose...making Mom...making Mom lose face...get up...I...I need to go to
the bedroom change my underwear." Wei Peng said with a wronged expression, "No, isn't this fine? What's shameful about it?
What part of Mom hasn't I seen? Just take it off here."

Xu Mei sighed, bent her white thighs, and pulled down her underwear. She then pulled out
a tissue from the coffee table next to her and wiped her vulva, whispering in her ear... Hearing a swallowing sound, she turned her head and saw her son holding her
penis , his eyes fixed on her wet, dark vulva. Annoyed, she threw away the tissue,
put her hand on her son's penis, rolled her eyes, and said, "You naughty boy... what are you looking at? Your penis is so hard, you want to
fuck Mommy here, right? Don't even think about it. Wait for Mommy to lie down, okay? Good boy, we'll do it from the back door."

The mother and son's conversation was filled with a lewd atmosphere. Wei Peng's penis grew even harder after his mother stroked it a few times
. Seeing his mother turn over and kneel on the sofa, he demanded that Xu Mei stop kneeling and lie down. That way, he could look at
his mother's vulva and do it from the back door—it would be more exciting; he'd never tried it like this before.

Xu Mei was still aroused, and hearing her son's request, she half-heartedly turned and lay down on the sofa,
spreading her legs.

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