【The Harem Chronicles of the City】(61-90) Author: Xiao Dashuai

Author: Xiao Dashuai
Word Count: 153446

Chapter 061 I Want to Eat You Up

Upon hearing this, Yang Pengfei almost fainted, thinking to himself, "Why does she hate Yuan Tingting so much? No wonder she and Yu Jie
are so close; they have a common enemy."

"What Yuan Tingting? How does this relate to Director Yuan? Sigh, to be honest, I
came with Yu Jie. After we arrived, she told me to wait for her outside. You and your Aunt Yu are so close,
didn't she tell you?" Yang Pengfei took the initiative, appearing mysterious.

"You came with Aunt Yu?" Wei Luman asked doubtfully, "Then why didn't she mention it to me?"

"Hehe!" Yang Pengfei deliberately laughed awkwardly twice, then said, "We...we..."
Yang Pengfei deliberately stammered, with a completely ambiguous expression.

Sure enough, Wei Luman suddenly realized what he meant, and her face turned bright red with embarrassment, but in the dim light,
Yang Pengfei didn't notice. After a while, Wei Luman whispered, "You men are all so wicked. You have
a girlfriend, yet you still go looking for lovers and go out to fool around with prostitutes."

"How do you know I went out to fool around with prostitutes?" Yang Pengfei looked at her with a half-smile.

"I..." Wei Luman was speechless for a moment, her face turning even redder.

Seeing this, Yang Pengfei was secretly pleased. His words had not only fooled Wei Luman but had also made her
inadvertently reveal the truth. But despite his smugness, he thought that since Wei Luman was still unwilling to admit
that she was Lu Xiaoman, he shouldn't push her too hard; pushing her too hard would only backfire.

Meanwhile, he was also thinking, "I've dragged Yu Jie into this mess, implying to Wei Luman that we're lovers,
thus deceiving her. But this only works temporarily, not for long. The only way now is to
truly drag Yu Jie into this mess and make her my real lover. Otherwise, if things are exposed, not only will I not be
able to find out the secret of the acquisition, but it might also cause Yu Jie to turn against me. If it really comes to that,
I won't have a good life."

"Hey, how are you? Can you walk?" Wei Luman saw that he had been silent for a while and thought he was in
too much pain to speak.

"Yeah, I'm okay, I can walk slowly." Saying this, Yang Pengfei stood up. He didn't want to stay
any longer . If Yu Jie and that man finished talking and saw him here, his lie would
be exposed.

"Since you can walk, I'll go first." Wei Luman said and turned to leave.

"Damn it! This is so heartless! She hurt me like this and just left without a care. Are there any people like this
in the world ?" Yang Pengfei was indignant, but he couldn't let Wei Luman leave like that;
otherwise, all his efforts would be wasted. So, just as Wei Luman turned to leave, Yang Pengfei let out
a scream of pain and crouched down.

"What's wrong? What's wrong?" Wei Luman quickly turned around.

"My foot hurts," Yang Pengfei said, his face contorted in pain.

"Come on, let me help you," Wei Luman said, walking over to Yang Pengfei and taking his arm. "Hmm, at least you still have some conscience." Yang Pengfei was secretly pleased that

Wei Luman had come to support him, just as he had expected , but he said insincerely, "How could I? You should go ahead if you have something to do. I can walk slowly by myself." "Why are you being so indecisive? Let's go. After all, I'm the one who injured your foot. Although you're partly to blame, I can't just leave you like this. Do you want to sit in that little shop over there until Auntie comes out, or go back to the hotel?" Wei Luman's tone was no longer as cold as before. "I think I should go back to the hotel first. If Yu Jie sees us together, she will... she will..." Wei Luman understood Yang Pengfei's meaning, and her pretty face blushed again. She whispered, "Okay, let's go ." "Okay, let's go quickly!" Yang Pengfei was secretly delighted. And so, Yang Pengfei pressed close to Wei Luman, inhaling her fragrance —a fleeting, indescribable scent that made him feel almost lightheaded. Glancing sideways, he couldn't help but stare at the barely visible cleavage of her breasts. Her dress, in the dim light, seemed to exude a magical aura, causing him to tremble slightly. At that moment, the crescent moon hung like jade in the sky, serene and cloudless, the sky clear and bright. A poetic romance permeated the air. Yang Pengfei thought, "If only I could walk hand in hand with my beloved girl under the moonlight right now, sharing this quiet night; if only we could wander in such a night, each of us whispering our secrets. What a pure and blissful moment that would be! But life is so precious, I might never experience that in my lifetime." Sister Yun was carried into the van by the bearded man. As the door closed, Sister Yun felt an unprecedented fear and despair. She crossed her arms and shouted, "You hooligans, let me go! Let me go!" Although the hooligans didn't make any further moves, Sister Yun felt an overwhelming sense of terror. Back at the hotel, Wei Luman helped Yang Pengfei into her room. Actually, Yang Pengfei's foot was almost healed and didn't hurt much anymore, but to keep Wei Luman there, he still pretended to be wincing in pain. "Alright, my task is basically complete." Wei Luman helped Yang Pengfei sit down on the sofa and said, "Your girlfriend lives next door, right? I'll go ask her to come and take care of you. Hmph, honestly, if you ask me, I'd rather you just suffer like this. A man who's always out flirting with other women, you're better off without him." Wei Luman spoke the last sentence very softly, almost to herself, but Yang Pengfei heard it clearly. He felt a little embarrassed, but he didn't want to continue the conversation to defend himself, so he just said, "Never mind, it's so late, she's probably asleep already, let's not bother her." "Heh heh, you're quite considerate of her, aren't you?" Wei Luman sneered. "What a model boyfriend!" Hearing Wei Luman's sarcastic remarks, Yang Pengfei felt embarrassed and secretly angry. He thought to himself, "Whether I'm a womanizer or a womanizer is my own business. You're no one to me, so why are you interfering?" Although he was displeased, Yang Pengfei needed her help now and couldn't afford to turn against her, so he could only laugh awkwardly and remain silent.

"If I don't bother your girlfriend, do you expect me to take care of you?" With that, Wei Luman tossed her head and walked
out the door to knock on Sister Yun's door. Yang Pengfei secretly groaned, thinking, "If Sister Yun comes
, she'll have no reason to stay here anymore, and I'll have no reason to keep her. If she
leaves, won't all my efforts be wasted? Sigh, what should I do?"

Just then, Wei Luman returned, but Yang Pengfei didn't see Sister Yun following her.
He found it strange and thought, "If Sister Yun knew I was injured, she would definitely rush over
."

Before he could ask, Wei Luman spoke first, saying, "Where's your girlfriend? Why isn't she in her room?"

"Not in her room? No way." Yang Pengfei looked at the time on his phone and said, "It's already past eleven.
Where could she be?" Hearing that Sister Yun wasn't in her room, Yang Pengfei felt a little happy, but more worried.

"She didn't go out looking for you, did she?" Wei Luman glanced at him sideways.

"Hmm, you're right, she probably went out looking for me," Yang Pengfei said, but at the same time he
thought to , "Sister Yun is too silly, in such a big city like Shanghai, where would she look for me?" Thinking of this, Yang Pengfei felt
a little touched, but at the same time he was relieved, thinking that Sister Yun would just wander around the streets and
come back soon if she couldn't find him. In fact, Yang Pengfei's prediction was correct, Sister Yun had planned to do just that, but he
never expected that Sister Yun would encounter danger.

"Then... I..." Wei Luman didn't know what to do for a moment. She wanted to leave, but she couldn't just leave
like that . Leaving like that would feel like she had started something but didn't finish it, it wasn't very satisfactory. But as for
what kind of ending she wanted? She herself didn't know.

Yang Pengfei noticed her embarrassment and couldn't help but chuckle inwardly. He knew that Wei Luman was actually quite curious about
him , wanting to know some things about him, at least about him and Yu Jie. However, due to
a woman's reserve and her concerns about the past, she was too embarrassed to bring it up herself.

"I want to stand by the window for a bit, get some fresh air," Yang Pengfei said, pretending to struggle to his feet from the sofa.

"Even in this state, you still won't be quiet.
This just shows you're not a well-behaved person," Wei Luman said, but she still went over to help him. The two of them went to the window, opened it, and
took of the fresh, cool night air.

Standing by the small window, the night was laid bare before them. A corner of
the was brightly lit, displaying a sea of orange-red flames. But the night sky was covered with low-hanging
clouds, reflecting the city lights with a dead, fish-belly-like white light. They were like paper puppets suspended between these two layers
of light in a shadow play. Yang Pengfei loved watching the city at night. On those brightly lit streets
, various urban stories unfolded, interwoven with all the city's filth and pornography. Under the night lights,
people openly expressed their desires, and these desires, and everything else, could
be . It was different from Yang Pengfei's hometown. The nights there were so peaceful. Most of the time, a
crescent moon hung low in the western sky, its light not very bright, but exceptionally gentle and alluring. The sky was azure
, with a few wisps of clouds moving silently, almost imperceptibly. The entire earth was pitch black, and
small villages lay quietly in the fields. The villages were deathly silent, with only the occasional bark of a
dog.

"When did you and Aunt Yu have that kind of relationship?" Wei Luman spoke first.

"Well... just over a month ago," Yang Pengfei stammered. "But please believe me,
I have feelings for your Aunt Yu. It's definitely not the kind of shameless affair between lonely men and women that you're imagining." Yang Pengfei
tried his best to portray himself as deeply affectionate.

"Heh, feelings?" Wei Luman sneered. "And what about Miss Qian? Do you have
feelings ?"

"Of course I do! Not only do I, but my feelings are very deep."

"Heh, you're quite the romantic!" Wei Luman said sarcastically.

"I know what you're thinking right now," Yang Pengfei said leisurely. "You probably think I'm a
lewd , shameless, dissolute, womanizing, and irresponsible man, right?"

"Aren't you?"

"How can I put it? Let me put it this way: if President Yu or Sister Yun were in trouble right now, I would
rush to their aid without hesitation and do everything in my power to help them." Yang Pengfei's expression was incredibly sincere.

"Give you everything? Does that include your life?"

"Of course, including my life," Yang Pengfei said decisively.

"Oh, really?" Wei Luman asked softly, her tone no longer aggressive and
sarcastic. She was clearly moved by Yang Pengfei's sincerity and honesty.

"Of course! Not just to them, but to you too." Seeing that she was somewhat moved by him, Yang Pengfei
was secretly pleased and boldly continued.

"To me?" Wei Luman was somewhat surprised, but it seemed that Yang Pengfei's words were also within her expectations.

"Yes, it's you." Yang Pengfei gazed at her with deep affection. "Although you've always denied
being the girl I met at the Donghai Royal Hotel, I believe you are. I'm
not saying this to expose you, but to let you know how destined we are. From the first moment I saw you at the Royal Hotel
, I knew you weren't a prostitute.
What temperament and taste? I'm not flattering you, it's just what I truly believe. Also, there's something else I
want to tell you, whether you believe it or not, I never have that kind of relationship with prostitutes. The
reason I did that with you after meeting you at the Royal Hotel was because deep down I believed you weren't
a ."

"Stop talking, please stop talking! Why do you keep reminding me of that past?" Wei
Luman said, her voice trembling with tears.

"Haha, she admitted it! I told you, she'd admit it sooner or later." Yang Pengfei chuckled inwardly, but
his face remained expressionless with affection as he said, "Okay, I won't say anymore, I won't say anymore." With that, Yang Pengfei
couldn't help but pull her into his arms. Her head rested on his shoulder.

"No," Wei Luman murmured, "Don't do this." But she offered no resistance. Her voice seemed...
It wasn't a firm refusal, but a warm invitation.

Outside the window, the moonlight was still like water. The bright moonlight made the city seem so clean and beautiful,
as if everything had been purified by some pure thought. Looking out the window, the city resembled a pure and flawless
young girl.

"Don't be like this," Wei Luman said, almost breathless, as Yang Pengfei held her tightly. "I think we
should be good friends, we should keep some distance."

"Why?" Yang Pengfei asked, panting. "We've done that kind of thing, why should we keep our distance?"

"No, that was before, and it was just a momentary impulse. It's different now."

"What's different? I'm still the same me, and you're still the same you. You've always been so charming,"
Yang Pengfei said again. "You're the most charming girl I've ever met."

"What is it about me that captivates you? Tell me."

"Everything. Do I need to say it? Everything!"

Wei Luman's eyes lit up strangely. She reached out and touched Yang Pengfei's burning cheek.
Yang Pengfei's chin and lips were cleanly shaved with a Gillette razor. He looked impeccably clean, both in
appearance and demeanor. They gazed at each other, admiring each other, lost in each other's presence. It was a mesmerizing moment.

"No, I can't do this," Wei Luman's hand suddenly slid off Yang Pengfei's cheek. "I can't
!"

"Why?" Yang Pengfei asked again. "Why can't I do this?"

Wei Luman suddenly showed a look of shame; this time, she seemed to be truly struggling and resisting.

"Let go of me," Wei Luman said. "Let's sit up and talk properly."

Yang Pengfei released her, watching her sit up and tidy her disheveled long hair.

"Please forgive my... offense," Yang Pengfei stammered. He knew that haste makes waste
.

"No, you're not wrong," she said. "I'm the one who's wrong. I knew it would be like this, but I..."

Wei Luman sighed.

"Man...Man..." Yang Pengfei called Wei Luman's name, "You're so beautiful, Man, really,
you..."

"Don't say that," Wei Luman said, gazing tenderly at Yang Pengfei, "Let me have some peace and quiet, let's both have some
peace and quiet, okay?"

"Okay, I'll listen to you," Yang Pengfei lowered his head like a big child, "I'll listen to you."

Wei Luman couldn't help but reach out her hand again, gently, with infinite tenderness,
touching . Tears welled up in her eyes. Yang Pengfei grabbed her hand and covered his burning face.

"You have your girlfriend, and more importantly, you have Aunt Yu, I can't, I really can't!" Wei Luman
almost shouted, her eyes filled with tears that uncontrollably streamed down her face.

Yang Pengfei saw two clear tears flowing from Wei Luman's captivating eyes, and suddenly
felt that these were the clearest tears, the saddest tears he had ever seen in his life.

"Yes, I have a girlfriend, and I'm with President Yu, but that doesn't stop us from loving each other. We're
together." With that, Yang Pengfei pulled Wei Luman into his arms with tremendous force. His burning lips pressed against Wei
Luman's, and the two kissed passionately and frantically.

The night was quiet. The elfin-like Wei Luman nestled in Yang Pengfei's arms, silent and motionless.
Yang Pengfei held her, gazing at the distant lights outside the window.

Wei Luman gently kissed Yang Pengfei, and his body and soul began to tremble. He
began to caress her carefully, as if holding a beautiful, delicate, and fragile glass bottle.

Wei Luman's skin was as smooth as silk, white and delicate. Yang Pengfei held her, feeling
the fragrance emanating from the depths of her soul, alluring little by little.

Wei Luman truly enveloped Yang Pengfei like honey; he had never been so tender before. When
soul and body become one, there is joy, an indescribable pleasure. Deep within the heart, there is no
sin , no filth, no desire, only a fusion, a joyful exchange, like Wei Luman's long
hair, gently entwined, binding the unforgettable moments of this century.

The wind blowing in from the window softened, reluctant to disturb, it merely bit its lip in jealousy, grasping
the curtains and swaying them lightly before fleeing towards the distant, breathtaking blue.

Perhaps it was a hunger for emotion, a hunger for the soul, a hunger for sex, just like a hunger for the body.
Wei Luman began to thirstily suckle Yang Pengfei's lips, her soft yet vibrant tongue swirling in
his mouth, her slender fingers
frantically caressing his hair, cheeks, ears, neck, and shoulders. She appeared so unrestrained, so greedily flamboyant.

"I really want to devour you," Wei Luman said breathlessly to Yang Pengfei, her face flushed.

"I want to devour you too!" Yang Pengfei replied, then lifted her up by her armpits, and Wei
Luman straddled his lap. He pulled her tightly against his chest,
pressing against his body.

Wei Luman closed her eyes, her rosy face radiating youthful glow. Their thirsty lips
met , their tongues intertwined, and their bodies rubbed together in a frenzy. Yang Pengfei reached out and touched
Wei Luman's heaving breasts, and her breath quickened. He slipped his hands inside her
shirt, cupping her breasts, his fingers deftly pinching her nipples until they
hardened .

Chapter 62 Harming an Innocent Woman

At this moment, Wei Luman bit her lip and simply pulled her sleeveless shirt over her head, revealing her
fair breasts. Her snow-white breasts stood proudly, with an excellent shape; her rounded shoulders
displayed her mature and voluptuous figure. She was truly dazzling and breathtakingly beautiful. Yang Pengfei felt his whole body heat up, and his lower body became aroused.
The rich fragrance emanating from Wei Luman further fueled Yang Pengfei's lust.

Then, Wei Luman leaned back, her beautiful hair flowing behind her. She hooked one arm around Yang Pengfei's neck and
pressed his head against her chest with the other. Yang Pengfei buried his face between her breasts, breathing in her intoxicating
milky scent, his hands grasping her breasts, his lips roaming over her peaks.

Yang Pengfei sucked hard on her firm nipples, gently biting her nipples with his teeth. Yang Pengfei sometimes used the tip of his tongue
to skim across the two balls like a dragonfly skimming the water, and at other times he let his entire tongue sweep over the balls from the tip to the root.
Sometimes he would grasp her breasts tightly in his hands, trying to swallow them whole, and sometimes he would lift his head to gaze at them with deep affection.
Yang Pengfei's saliva clung to Wei Luman's breasts, and the room echoed with the sounds of sucking.

Wei Luman's eyes were closed, appearing completely absorbed and intoxicated. Her breasts were beautiful and elastic, and
extremely sensitive; under Yang Pengfei's kneading and sucking, they changed at an astonishing speed, seemingly growing larger,
her nipples growing bigger. Her body seemed to tremble slightly from the stimulation. Yang Pengfei then gently stroked
her flushed cheeks. Her eyes met his gaze, and she shyly looked away a few times. Seeing that she couldn't escape his
gaze, she simply closed her eyes again.

Yang Pengfei's hands roamed freely over Wei Luman's smooth back and buttocks. Wei Luman then placed her hands on
either side of Yang Pengfei's head, bringing her luscious red lips to his mouth. Wei Luman's eyes were filled with allure, her face flushed with shyness.
The involuntary, low moans, the cloying, guttural sounds, drifted intermittently into Yang Pengfei's ears, mingling with
the woman's alluring fragrance emanating from her gently swaying body, filling the room.

Yang Pengfei lifted her skirt with one hand, slipping it inside her panties, placing it on her wet, swollen genitals.
He let out a long sigh, a genuine sense of satisfaction washing over him. At that moment, Wei Luman's eyes
were glazed, her lips panting softly, her body burning with desire.

When Yang Pengfei's hand reached her private area, Wei Luman abruptly sat up straight. Then, she
straddled Yang Pengfei's lap, pulled off her panties from under her skirt and tossed them onto the sofa, pulling her skirt
up to reveal her smooth, white abdomen. Yang Pengfei was once again stunned by her beauty. Her figure was perfectly proportioned, her bearing graceful and elegant.
Her nose was straight, her eyes moist, filled with a hazy mist like morning fog, or
a wisp of cloud floating above an autumn pool—smoke-like, cloud-like, illusory, dreamlike.

At this moment, Wei Luman, holding Yang Pengfei's hand, sat back on the sofa, then lifted her long, slender, white
legs and straddled Yang Pengfei's lap.

Yang Pengfei, already burning with desire, thrust his hips upwards with a powerful thrust.

"Ah!" Wei Luman cried out, then leaned against Yang Pengfei's chest, motionless.

Sitting on Yang Pengfei's lap, Wei Luman's eyes were half-closed, revealing a dreamy and intoxicated expression.
The two continued like this, talking, kissing, caressing, and moving… whispering sweet nothings,
their hearts in perfect harmony, like a loving couple reunited after a long separation, each yearning for the other, their lovemaking intense, their bodies and souls intertwined, immersed in
pleasure , excitement, satisfaction, and blissful joy.

Wei Luman swayed her jade-like hips, welcoming, yielding, tumbling, and twisting like a graceful and captivating dance. Sucking and
swallowing, contracting and trembling, each breath, each contraction and relaxation, relentlessly stimulated Yang Pengfei, sending
waves of pleasure crashing over him.

Amidst wave after wave of cries and thrusts, Yang Pengfei suddenly felt a jolt down his spine, an incomparably pleasurable
sensation rushing to his brain like an electric shock, surging down to his genitals. Yang Pengfei could no longer control
himself! In the dizzying impact, he involuntarily opened his mouth wide, letting out an "Oh…" sound. Then, with
unprecedented speed, he thrust in and out, his mind a blank, a vast expanse of white. A surge of intense pleasure washed over him,
wave after wave , until finally, he soared to the heavens…

After the passion subsided, Yang Pengfei felt a profound sense of accomplishment. He thought, “Generally speaking, if a woman
willingly engages in that kind of relationship with a man, it means that she has no
secrets from him. And she is willing to confide her deepest secrets to him.” Thinking this,
Yang Pengfei prepared to ask Wei Luman what Yu Jie and that man had been talking about that evening. However, before he
could speak, Wei Luman spoke first. She nestled against Yang Pengfei’s chest and murmured, “
Which ?”

“This…” Yang Pengfei was taken aback by her question and was speechless, unsure how to answer.

"Sigh! Forget it, don't say anymore, I already know." Wei Luman sighed softly. "I know
you've slept with many women before me, including my Aunt Yu, and I'm not your
last woman. I know all of that, but do you know why I was willing
to do this with you even though I know you're this kind of person?"

"Because I'm good at flirting, that's why." Yang Pengfei thought to himself.

"You think you're good at flirting, good at coaxing girls?" Wei Luman seemed to know what he
was thinking , and looked up into his eyes.

Yang Pengfei was startled, thinking to himself, "How can I know what you're thinking like a mind reader
?" Despite his thoughts, he put on an indignant expression and said, "How can you think of
me like that? Thinking that way not only insults me, but also yourself. Are you so easily fooled
? I think we're destined to be together."

"Yes, you're right, we are destined. Destiny is truly a wondrous thing! You
know what? You look a lot like him," Wei Luman said, touching Yang Pengfei's face.

"Him?" Yang Pengfei vaguely guessed.

"I think you already know who he is, right? That's right, he's Aunt Yu's lover, and also that little vixen Yuan
Tingting's dead boyfriend." Wei Luman always added
the words , as if without those words, she couldn't fully express her hatred for Yuan Tingting. At this point, Yang Pengfei
had a general idea of what had happened. Wei Luman continued, "I really loved him, I really loved him!
But that little vixen Yuan Tingting stole him away. Stealing him was bad enough, but she also killed him!
I can never forgive her. I want her to pay the price." At this point, Wei Luman seemed to be gritting her teeth.

"You can't blame Yuan Tingting. You can only blame herself. It's all her own fault," Yang Pengfei
thought . At the same time, he felt somewhat discouraged. He had thought he had conquered Wei Luman with his charm, getting her
into bed with him, but it turned out she didn't have any feelings for him at all. In Wei Luman's mind,
he was just her substitute for him. In short, he was just a substitute for her.
The main reason Wei Luman was willing to have a relationship with him was to fill a void in her heart.

"Forget it, I don't want to think about it anymore. Even if she gets emotional satisfaction and I get physical satisfaction, we're
even !" Yang Pengfei comforted himself.

"Do you know why I was at that hotel in Donghai that day?" Wei Luman asked Yang Pengfei.
Yang Pengfei shook his head. Before this, he had indeed felt very strange. Logically speaking, how could a girl as
rich go to such a place to work as a prostitute? If someone had told him this before,
he would never have believed it even if he were beaten to death. But now, after hearing what Wei Luman said, he believed it and even
guessed the general outline of the matter. However, he wanted Wei Luman to tell him the details herself, so he still
shook his head.

"At that time, I had just learned that he was no longer in this world," Wei Luman
murmured, lying in Yang Pengfei's arms. "Do you know how I felt when I heard the news? Pain, despair. I
thought, since my beloved is gone, what's the point of me living in this world? I really
thought about dying, about going with him, but I was unwilling to die like that. Besides, there were people I cared about in this world,
like my father and my sister. So, I thought of indulgence, complete indulgence! So I went back to
Donghai, and after walking through every street and every corner we used to walk together, I came to the Royal
Hotel and found the madam there. When the madam saw me and heard my purpose, she smiled broadly and
immediately agreed to let me work for her. So, after paying an 800 yuan deposit, she took me to meet customers."

Wei Luman paused here, looked up at the expression on Yang Pengfei's face, and then continued:
"I never imagined that on my first trip there, the first time I decided to let myself go, my first
client would be you, a man who looks so much like him. Do you know how I felt when I first saw you
? Excitement, nervousness, confusion, everything, or maybe nothing at all. It was under
the influence of those inexplicable emotions that I ended up having that kind of relationship with you. Afterwards, I didn't know whether
to regret it or be grateful. But now that I think about it, I should be more grateful, because I think
if my first client had been someone else instead of you, I would still have let myself go, and maybe I would
have continued to let myself go. In that case, I think my life would have been ruined. So, I should thank God
for your appearance, which saved me from making a mistake that I will regret for the rest of my life."

"Oh? So you figured it out after that night?" Yang Pengfei asked tentatively.

"Yes," Wei Luman said wistfully, "Since that night when we parted, I've finally come to terms with it.
He's gone, and no matter how much I think about him, it's useless. Being decadent and indulgent only hurts myself and
my family."

Yang Pengfei thought for a moment and said, "Since you've come to terms with it, why hate Director Yuan anymore?"

Hearing this, Wei Luman suddenly sat up, scrutinizing Yang Pengfei with a critical gaze. Her scrutiny made
Yang Pengfei feel uneasy, and after a long while, he gave an awkward smile and said, "Why are you looking at me like that? Am I
wrong?"

After scrutinizing him for a while, Wei Luman lay back down in his arms and said, "Hmm, you might be right!
Aunt Yu must have already told you about him and how he left this world."

"Yes, she did," Yang Pengfei replied, but in his heart he thought, "Yes, she did, but she told me
about Yuan Tingting, not your Aunt Yu."

"To be honest, you can't really blame her for this, but the whole thing started with her. Who else
can you ? She didn't kill Bo Ren, but Bo Ren died because of her! So I hate her, just like Aunt Yu hates her."

"In the end, it's your jealousy that's causing this," Yang Pengfei thought to himself. But then Kou Zhong said, "So
you want to team up with your Aunt Yu to deal with Yuan Tingting."

"Aunt Yu told you about this too. It seems she really likes you, you pretty boy, hehe..."
Wei Luman teased.

"Go away, what pretty boy, what awful face, how awful!" Yang Pengfei laughed.

"Tch, if you're afraid of sounding awful, why are you doing it?" Wei Luman said disdainfully.

"What did I do? Ms. Yu and I admire and are attracted to each other, so it was only natural
that we got together. I didn't covet her money. There's absolutely no financial relationship between us, so how can you
call me a gigolo?" Yang Pengfei spoke with righteous indignation, as if he and Yu Jie were truly having an affair,
hastily defending himself. Suddenly, Yang Pengfei seemed to have thought of something, and he grinned mischievously, "If I'm with Ms. Yu
, then I'm her gigolo. And now that we're together like this, does that mean you
're my lover? Hehe! Ah..." Yang Pengfei had only let out two wicked laughs when he let out
a scream . It turned out that Wei Luman had pinched his penis hard.

Wei Luman laughed, "Ouch, doesn't it? Serves you right! Who told you to spew such filth? Hehe..."

Yang Pengfei said with a pained expression, "Who told you to talk about me first? Ouch! It hurts so much! If you break it, you
won't be able to have it anymore." He said this while touching his penis.

Hearing this, Wei Luman blushed slightly and said, "Who said I'd need it later? I broke your thing to
rid the world of a menace, so you won't go around harming innocent women."

"Hehe!" Yang Pengfei smiled slightly, not taking up the topic, but instead asking, "
How did your talk go tonight? Oh, by the way, who was that man who came with you tonight?"

"Sigh, dealing with that little vixen Yuan Tingting is really not easy! Because she's the largest shareholder,
if our family and Aunt Yu's family join forces, we can definitely compete with them.

But most of our shares are held by my old man, and he has a very good relationship with that little vixen's
father . It probably won't be easy to persuade my old man to transfer his shares to Aunt Yu. And I
only have a small number of shares, so transferring them to Aunt Yu wouldn't make any difference. The person who came with me tonight
is our company's CFO, and also my old man's confidant. Aunt Yu asked him to come and find a solution."
She persuaded the old man to transfer the shares to her. As for how their negotiations went, she would have to wait until they returned to find out. "

Chapter 63: Mother's Thoughts

" Hearing Wei Luman's words, Yang Pengfei was both delighted and somewhat nervous. He was delighted that Yuan Tingting's prediction
was correct; Wei Zulin wouldn't easily transfer the shares. He was nervous because Yu Jie wasn't targeting Wei Zulin
directly , but rather those close to him—something Yuan Tingting hadn't anticipated. He needed to
inform Yuan Tingting quickly so she could prepare.

Speaking of Yu Jie and the others returning, Wei Luman seemed to remember something and quickly said, "They must have already..."
"He's done for, isn't he? What if Aunt Yu comes back and sees us like this? No, get
up ." Yang Pengfei thought so too, but he wasn't worried about Yu Jie coming back, because even if she did, she
wouldn't come to his room. He was worried about Sister Yun suddenly barging in. If Sister Yun saw him and Wei Luman
embracing like this, it would be terrible. So he quickly said, "You're right, let's get up quickly."

Wei Luman rolled her eyes at him and said, "You're a gigolo and you won't admit it. Look at you,
your face changed as soon as I said Aunt Yu was coming. Are you that afraid of her?"

Yang Pengfei was secretly pleased to hear her say that, because he sensed a hint of jealousy in her words. So he said,
"I'm not afraid of her, I'm thinking of you. You two are so good together, if something unpleasant happens because of me, I'll
feel bad."

"For you? Don't be so conceited." Although Wei Luman said that, she quickly got up and dressed
.

"Alright, since you're not afraid, why should I be? Don't go, let's go to President Yu's place now and
tell her about our relationship." Yang Pengfei struck a fearless pose.

"Tch, you're you, I'm me, stop with the 'we,' it sounds awkward. Besides, who has a relationship with you?
We have no relationship whatsoever, so don't get your hopes up." Wei Luman said
while .

"Hehe, I'm not going to argue with you anymore, I'll go to Sister Yun's room to see if she's back yet." After a while,
Yang Pengfei returned to the room and said curiously, "Huh, why hasn't Sister Yun come back yet? I hope something happened to her
. Xiaoman, how's the security situation here in Shanghai?"

"It's alright, I hope nothing bad happened." Wei Luman had already straightened her clothes and was ready to leave
.

"No, I have to go look for her." At this moment, Yang Pengfei was also getting a little anxious.

"Shanghai is so big, where are you going to find her? Besides, you don't have a car, it'll be very inconvenient."

"If I don't have a car, I'll just take a taxi. A grown man can't be holding his pee like that, can he?" Yang Pengfei, in his anxiety,
started swearing.

"Fine, considering you're anxious to find a girlfriend, and you're a man of some integrity, I won't hold it against you . Besides
, I'll help you out."

"Help me? How?" Yang Pengfei asked, puzzled.

Wei Luman smiled slightly, not answering, but instead took out a sleek cell phone from her small bag, dialed a
number, and then said, "Drive my car to the Hilton Hotel in five minutes."

Yang Pengfei understood; Wei Luman was lending him her car to find Sister Yun. At this moment, Wei Luman put down
the phone and said to him, "You're not going to tell me you can't drive, are you?"

"Yes, you're absolutely right," Yang Pengfei said deliberately, "I can't drive, so I'll have to trouble
you to be my driver."

"Oh my god, really!" Wei Luman exclaimed dramatically.

"Hehe, just kidding. Hurry up and go, it'll be almost there in five minutes."

Wei Luman glared at him and said, "I'll go first, you come out in two minutes, I'll wait for you in the car."
After saying that , Wei Luman tossed her head and walked out. Yang Pengfei understood her meaning; she was afraid they
would run into Yu Jie if they went out together. "This little girl, she's quite thoughtful," Yang Pengfei thought to himself.

Two minutes later, Yang Pengfei walked out of the hotel. Not far away, he saw a red sports car parked. Yang Pengfei
guessed that the car was Wei Luman's, but since he couldn't see the person inside, Yang Pengfei didn't dare to rush
forward and open the car door. He could only keep looking into the car. His strange behavior attracted the attention of the security guards at
the hotel entrance. The guards thought he was a car thief and kept their eyes on Yang Pengfei,
maintaining a high level of vigilance. They were just waiting for Yang Pengfei to reach for the sports car so that they could rush up and catch him red-handed.

Just as Yang Pengfei was peering into the sports car, hesitating whether or not to open the door, the car's turn
signal suddenly flashed twice. Then the door opened, revealing Wei Luman grinning at him. Yang Pengfei was
both amused and annoyed. "What are you doing? You didn't say anything when you saw me, making me look around
for ages ."

"Hehe... I'm happy, what's it to you? Let me tell you, what did you look like just now? Like a
car thief, haha, hey, did you used to steal cars? Otherwise, why did you look so much like one?
Look, those security guards over there are starting to notice you." Wei Luman laughed heartily.

"Stop talking, drive quickly, hurry and find Sister Yun. I have a feeling something must have
happened to , otherwise she wouldn't be so late and her phone wouldn't be off." Yang Pengfei looked anxious.

"You still want me to be your driver? No way!" With that, Wei Luman opened the driver's side
door and walked to the passenger side. Yang Pengfei had no choice but to get into the driver's seat, start
the sports car, and it sped away into the night. Only the security guards in front of the hotel remained, mouths agape,
staring in astonishment. It was unclear whether they were envious of Yang Pengfei's luxury car and beautiful woman or regretful about
missing a chance to prove themselves by catching a car thief.

Yang Pengfei first drove around the Hilton Hotel a few times, but found nothing. Then
he drove forward, very slowly, carefully searching both sides of the road, hoping to
find Sister Yun. Wei Luman, sitting beside him, also helped him search the crowd with wide eyes.

After searching for nearly half an hour and driving several kilometers, they still hadn't seen Sister Yun. It was already past
midnight, and Yang Pengfei's anxiety was mounting. He wished he could turn his sports car into a helicopter and fly
up to search from above.

At this moment, Wei Luman noticed Yang Pengfei's unease and put away her playful demeanor,
comforting him, "Don't worry too much. Maybe your girlfriend is already back at the hotel. I'll call
the hotel to ask."

Just as Wei Luman took out her phone to call the hotel, Yang Pengfei's phone rang . He picked it up and saw
an unfamiliar number. "Hello, who is this?"

"Are you Yang Pengfei?" It was a strange man's voice on the other end.

Yang Pengfei felt something was off, but he had a feeling this call might be related to Sister Yun, so he quickly said,
"Yes, it's me. Who is this?"

"I'm from the Municipal Public Security Bureau. You know Qian Caiyun, right?"

"I know her, she's my girlfriend? What happened to her? Where is she now?" Yang Pengfei asked excitedly, rattling off several questions.

"Don't get excited or nervous. She's at the hospital. Come quickly. We'll tell you the details when you
get here. Oh, right, it's the First People's Hospital of the city." The policeman hung up after saying that.

"What's wrong? Did you hear something about your girlfriend?" Wei Luman asked excitedly as well.

"Tell me quickly, how do I get to the First People's Hospital of the city?" Yang Pengfei asked anxiously.

"What? The First People's Hospital of the city?" Wei Luman asked in surprise, "Could it be that your girlfriend...?"

"Don't ask so many questions, just tell me how to get there!"

"Oh, oh, keep looking straight ahead, turn left at the next intersection..." Wei Luman understood his feelings and
didn't ask any more questions, carefully giving him directions.

Guided by Wei Luman, Yang Pengfei sped along in a state of extreme anxiety, running
several red lights without a care. He only saw a brightly lit road ahead,
deserted streets outside the window, and a hazy mist in the air. The yellow streetlights in the mist seemed to illuminate his weary, sleepy
eyes, and the blurry outlines of the city's skyscrapers flickered in the rearview mirror.

Seeing him drive like this, Wei Luman inwardly groaned, thinking, "If he gets caught by the traffic cameras
, the fine is a minor issue; if he loses all his points, my license is essentially forfeited." She thought this,
but knowing Yang Pengfei's desperation, she didn't stop him, letting him drive like a madman.

The hospital night felt desolate and bleak.

Through the information desk, they found that Sister Yun's room was 505. Yang Pengfei ran up, panting, and stood outside the door,
his heart pounding wildly. Yang Pengfei's trembling hands turned the doorknob and gently pushed the door open.
He saw Sister Yun lying on the hospital bed, her face pale and haggard.

A policeman sat on a stool beside the bed, holding a pen in one hand and a notebook in the other, seemingly taking
notes . Yang Pengfei tiptoed towards them. At that moment, Sister Yun looked up and saw Yang Pengfei, and hurriedly tried to sit
up. Yang Pengfei quickly stepped forward and hugged Sister Yun tightly, anxiously asking, "Sister Yun, what's wrong?
What happened? Are you hurt?"

"Where did you go last night?" Sister Yun cried, burying her face in Yang Pengfei's chest.

"I'm sorry, I drank too much last night and went out for a walk. I didn't have time to say hello to you." Yang Pengfei
didn't forget to lie.

"Then you shouldn't have turned off your phone!"

"I was so drunk, how would I know? What happened?"

"She was harassed by some thugs." At this moment, the policeman sitting next to her spoke up.

"Ah!" Yang Pengfei's heart skipped a beat. "How could this happen?" His heart clenched tightly.

"Don't worry, we arrived just in time
to catch those thugs when they were about to harm this young lady. The doctor also gave her a full check-up, and there's nothing seriously wrong
. She's just a little shaken up, and she'll be fine overnight," the policeman said, standing up and closing his notebook.

"Thank you so much!" Yang Pengfei walked up to the policeman and shook his hand. "You

're welcome, it's what we should do," the policeman said formally.

Afterward, Yang Pengfei went to Sister Yun's bedside and embraced her. He saw the exhaustion and weariness on her face.
A faint sense of guilt and pain welled up inside Yang Pengfei. He regretted his actions and felt waves of conscience pricked,
blaming himself for not fulfilling his responsibilities as a man. When Sister Yun needed him, he was indulging in pleasure.

"Alright, that's about enough of the statement. I should go back to the station now. You two can continue talking," the policeman said, looking at
Yang Pengfei .

"Okay, I'll take you!"

Yang Pengfei escorted the policeman to the elevator, then returned to Sister Yun's ward. At the door, he
saw Wei Luman still standing there. "It's getting late, you should go home now. Oh, and thank
you so much for tonight!" Yang Pengfei said softly.

"Hehe, thank me? Thank me for what?" Wei Luman said with a playful smile.

Normally, Yang Pengfei would have flirted with her, but he wasn't in the
mood now. He just forced a smile and said, "Thank you for lending me your car. Okay, I'll treat you to dinner tomorrow. You should
go home now."

"Is she alright?" Wei Luman asked, glancing into the ward.

"She's fine. She was harassed by some thugs and got a little frightened," Yang Pengfei said simply. "

That's good. I'll be going now. I'll come see her again tomorrow."

"Okay, bye-bye!"

Yang Pengfei sat by Sister Yun's bedside, looking at her haggard and pale face. She seemed much stranger to him; she
looked rather thin. Yang Pengfei couldn't help but reach out to hold her hand, but glancing down
, he noticed a jade beaded
bracelet on her wrist , one he'd never seen her wear before. Yang Pengfei always felt that jade possessed a spirit, translucent, crystalline, and incomparably beautiful. There seemed to be a type of jade called "Emerald," a name that evoked a sense of vibrant life. His

grandmother was always gentle and delicate, giving him a warm feeling. That green wasn't a
lush , but rather a deep, mellow green. The string of green jade beads was strung with simple red thread, its base
so soft and warm. Yang Pengfei unconsciously cupped Yun Jie's wrist in his hands, gently stroking the jade beads.

As he pressed Yun Jie's hand against his cheek, feeling the warmth of the emerald,
he looked at her. He saw Yun Jie's eyes wide open, her long eyelashes fluttering, her eyes brimming
with tears, staring blankly at him.

"What's wrong?" Yang Pengfei asked in a panic. Sister Yun didn't speak, but tears
welled up and streamed down her face.

"Don't cry, oh, it'll hurt your health," Yang Pengfei said, taking out a tissue to wipe her tears.

Suddenly, Sister Yun gripped Yang Pengfei's arm tightly, pressing it to her chest, and choked out,
"Tonight I was almost violated by those beasts." She then burst into tears again.

Yang Pengfei understood Sister Yun; she was a girl who would never casually associate with other men. He knew her
fragile stubbornness and unwavering devotion to love. In Yang Pengfei's mind, Sister Yun had always been a
pure and innocent woman; she made him believe that unwavering love still existed in this world. Now, this woman, so faithful to
love , had suffered such humiliation. How could she not be filled with grief and indignation? How could she not be heartbroken? Although the last...
Bai was saved, but how could she forget the humiliation she suffered? Thinking of this, Yang Pengfei's
eyes welled up with tears.

"Don't cry, it's all in the past, and those beasts have been caught
. They'll get what they deserve," Yang Pengfei said, gently patting Yun Jie's back.

"Tell me, if I had been violated by those beasts tonight, then... then would you still want me?" Yun Jie
lifted her face, her eyes blurry with tears, and asked.

"Silly girl!" Yang Pengfei hugged Yun Jie tightly and said, "No matter what happens to you or what you become,
I will want you, for all eternity, unless..."

"Unless what?" Yun Jie asked anxiously.

"Unless you don't want me anymore," Yang Pengfei said, revealing what he thought would be a killer smile.

"You're so annoying!" Yun Jie laughed through her tears, "How could I not want you?"

"Hey, why have I never seen you wear this bracelet before?" Yang Pengfei asked, holding Yun Jie's hand.

"This necklace was a gift from my mother. I put it on when I came here, hoping it would
bring me good luck. My mother's life was so hard!" Sister Yun wiped away tears from her cheeks with the back of her hand, her voice low and
melancholic.

Sister Yun's mention of her mother reminded Yang Pengfei of his own. Aren't all mothers like this?
She gave birth to her child, placed the most hope in them, and wanted to give them the best of
everything . But then, the child grows up, has their own life and choices, their
own needs and judgments. And then, this child, once like a little toy in their hands, speeds away like a runaway
train , heading to a place they can't even imagine—perhaps heaven, perhaps not.
What can they do besides watch, feel the pain, offer blessings, and feel regret?

Every mother hopes her child can live a happy and ideal life. But what is an ideal life?
What is an ideal marriage and love like? Of course, without a doubt, ideal love is walking hand-in-hand down the
aisle , then supporting each other through life. Perhaps this is what they mean by "holding hands and growing old together"?
But in reality, how many love stories have such a happy ending? Otherwise, how could there be "holding hands and gazing at each other with
tearful eyes, speechless and choked with emotion"? Faced with the helplessness of life and reality, how many people can truly "hold hands and
be bound by life and death," casting aside everything to love? Therefore, even "growing old together like strangers" is your
destiny to grow old together. Even "meeting for the first time" is just a fleeting encounter!

So, on this long journey of life, one needs enough courage and wisdom, because you should
know that what awaits us is not just joy and happiness, but also more storms, mud, hardships, and pain.
You have experienced too little storm and encountered too few hardships. Perhaps this time, it will be a good thing for you, relieving you of
the burdens in your heart and making your mind more open.

At this moment, in the dark night, the usual hustle and bustle and chaotic footsteps are gone from outside the window. Only
occasional , bringing an untimely chill.

Yang Pengfei saw Sister Yun hugging a thick pillow, sinking deeply into the middle of the bed, her
long, dark hair burying her pale face, seemingly curled up alone in warm memories in this desolate night. The darkness,
accompanied by a cold loneliness, silently enveloped them from all sides, engulfing them.

Yang Pengfei couldn't help but turn back and kiss Sister Yun. A familiar feeling flashed through his mind, as if
he had ! A strong shock pierced through them, a feeling he had never experienced before filled Yang Pengfei
's heart. Sister Yun returned the kiss passionately, a smile emanating from the bottom of her heart radiating from her face.

Sister Yun was actually not physically injured, only somewhat frightened, suffering some emotional and psychological
trauma. With Yang Pengfei's comforting words throughout the night, Sister Yun's heart gradually calmed down. The next morning, they
checked out of the hospital. At this moment, Yu Jie also received the news and rushed to the hospital, just in time to see
Yang Pengfei leading Sister Yun out of the hospital gate.

"How are you? Xiao Yun, are you alright?" Yu Jie asked impatiently as soon as she saw them.

"Thank you for your concern, Ms. Yu, I'm fine." Sister Yun didn't have a very good impression of Yu Jie before,
but seeing her concern, she was touched and her impression of her improved a lot.

"What were you thinking? Letting Xiao Yun go out alone in the middle of the night. Luckily nothing serious happened this time.
If something had happened, I wonder where you'd go to buy a pill for regret." Yu Jie scolded Yang Pengfei mercilessly.

Knowing he was in the wrong, Yang Pengfei didn't dare say anything more, silently listening to Yu Jie's tirade. In his mind
, however, he was thinking, "How did Yu Jie find out about this? Right, it must have been Wei Luman who told her! Ah!
Did Wei Luman tell her that I followed her to that little coffee shop last night? If she did
, Yu Jie will know I secretly followed her last night, and I'm doomed. But judging from Yu Jie's expression now
, Wei Luman probably didn't tell her. Yes, she probably didn't, because I
told Wei Luman that Yu Jie and I are lovers and that Yu Jie doesn't want to reveal our relationship to others, so Wei Luman
naturally wouldn't bring up the matter of meeting me at the coffee shop last night." Thinking this, Yang Pengfei's
anxiety subsided.

"Alright, I'm going to Wuyu Company with Boss Kong to check out their
project You don't need to go. Spend some time with Xiaoyun. Here, these are Xiaoman's car keys. I drove her car
here. You drive Xiaoyun back to the hotel, and I'll take a taxi."

"President Yu, how can I accept that? You should drive. We'll take a taxi back." Sister Yun
said, embarrassed.

"Yes, President Yu, you should drive. Hmm, didn't Boss Kong say he was going to pick you up last night
? Why didn't he come? Instead, you have to go in person." Yang Pengfei asked, puzzled.

Yu Jie rolled her eyes at him and said, "It's all your fault. This morning, I heard from Xiaoman that Xiaoyun had
an accident , so I drove her car here. I didn't wait for Boss Kong. I just called him and told
him not to come. I'll go by myself. Okay, enough talk. Here, take this." After saying that, Yu
Jie tossed the car keys to Yang Pengfei, then hailed a taxi and sped away.

"President Yu is a really good person," Sister Yun said after getting into the car.

"Yes, she is indeed a good person, but her life is unfortunate," Yang Pengfei said as he started the car.

"Oh? Bad luck? What do you mean? She's so rich, beautiful, and talented, how could she have a
bad luck?" Sister Yun knew practically nothing about Jie's situation, so Yang Pengfei's words didn't pique her
curiosity.

"I'm talking about her love life."

"Oh? Did she and her husband have a bad relationship?"

"No, not a bad relationship, but a very good one, which is why she's remained a widow."

"Ah! A widow? A widowed woman?" Sister Yun was clearly quite surprised.

"Last time I went to her house, I saw a picture of her husband. He was quite handsome, but unfortunately, he didn't live
long, leaving behind only a daughter named Qingyu, who lives with her. As for some specific details, she
didn't say , and I didn't press her."

"Alas, beautiful women have short lives, it's always been like this." Sister Yun sighed softly and lay back in her chair,
saying . Yang Pengfei knew she was thinking of him again, so he didn't dare to continue the conversation. And so, the two
returned to the hotel in silence.

All day long, Yang Pengfei stayed by Yun Jie's side, not going anywhere. Aside from going down to the restaurant
for dinner, they spent the rest of the time chatting and watching TV in the room. Yang Pengfei felt that only in this way could he somewhat
make up the hurt Yun Jie had suffered the previous night. Throughout the day, Yang Pengfei didn't see Yu Jie, nor did Yu Jie
come to his room.

Late at night, Yun Jie came out of the shower and sat in front of the mirror, combing her hair. Her jet-black hair
shimmered under the light, and her beautiful, voluptuous body was draped in a brand-new silk nightgown. Beneath the nightgown
, her firm, trembling breasts swayed beautifully with her movements. Yang Pengfei quietly admired her
graceful movements. The room was filled with her mature and intoxicating fragrance, which seemed to grow stronger and stronger. "Go wash up," Yun Jie said, turning to Yang Pengfei as she tidied her hair, a captivating blush

on her face . Chapter 064 A Little Pain "Okay," Yang Pengfei replied, and went to the bathroom. Yang Pengfei turned the tap on full blast, letting the warm water cascade over his body. He vigorously swept his hair back with both hands, as if this could make him forget all his worries. Some say that life is inherently helpless; if you just endure it, there will be no love, hate, or pain. Perhaps that's true. The waiting of life could no longer bear the weight of his dreams; the vines , all the sorrow of parting, transformed into the splashing water, silently sliding down and scattering… When Yang Pengfei returned to the bedroom, Sister Yun had already made the bed, the blankets neatly folded . She sat cross-legged on the bed, seemingly a little shy, sitting there with her head down, not saying a word. She appeared somewhat nervous; her fingers were unconsciously intertwined, and due to the excessive force, the blood flow between her fingers was not smooth, making her fingers appear somewhat pale. "Go to sleep," Yang Pengfei said, climbing into bed. "Mmm!" Sister Yun gazed at Yang Pengfei affectionately. Then, Sister Yun lifted the innermost blanket and shifted her body. Yang Pengfei stared at her, watching her slowly lift the blanket. She was undeniably a cute girl; she wasn't flashy or alluring, she was pure, lovely, and innocent—almost to the extreme, making Yang Pengfei reluctant to touch her. With every movement she made, Yang Pengfei's heart fluttered; she was like a swan, snow-white. Yang Pengfei looked at Sister Yun, at her. Sister Yun noticed Yang Pengfei, turned her head, and looked at him too. Their eyes met, and Yang Pengfei saw hope in her eyes—a glimmer of hope, a glimmer of hope for a new environment! However, the situation was somewhat awkward. So, Yang Pengfei, somewhat timidly, chose to escape again. Turning back, Yang Pengfei felt a little nervous. He didn't know if he felt happy or worried; his heart was filled with unease, and he couldn't control himself at all. Perhaps Sister Yun noticed this. She smiled and said to him, "Go to sleep, what are you waiting for?" That voice, transmitted through his eardrums and auditory nerves, reached his brain, and for some reason, stirred Yang Pengfei 's heart. In short, it was "sweet." So sweet that Yang Pengfei didn't know what to do. He straightened up and turned to Sister Yun, who smiled gently. Sister Yun's focused and deep gaze moved Yang Pengfei. Her skin was so white, clear , and radiant; very charming. Corresponding to her skin was her hair, black, shiny , and healthy, cascading naturally like a waterfall. On her face, the most unique and attractive feature to Yang Pengfei was Sister Yun's pair of large, watery eyes, now filled with tenderness! Truly, happiness, light, and hope shone through those tender eyes . With those eyes, Sister Yun became even more alluring; her gaze seemed to lead you into her inner world, adding to her mystique. It made one suddenly feel that after this dark night, tomorrow would surely be a warm and bright day! "Pengfei!" Sister Yun suddenly called out to Yang Pengfei. Yang Pengfei was startled, looked up, and saw that she had turned over , her face towards him. "I can't sleep!" Sister Yun said. "What about you?" "Are you still feeling a little sad?" Yang Pengfei asked with concern. "No," Sister Yun said, "I'm excited, a little excited." "Excited? Excited about what?" Yang Pengfei asked, looking at Sister Yun's flushed face. "Are you silly!" Sister Yun revealed two rows of adorable teeth, looking incredibly cute. "Hehe, I've realized I'm quite silly now," Yang Pengfei said with a chuckle. "Silly? If you're silly, then there's no smart person in the world!" Sister Yun said quickly. Yang Pengfei chuckled first, then said, "You really think I'm smart?" "Yes, you're not only smart, you know everything." "What do you mean 'know everything'? It's all just nonsense." "Tell me a story, I really like your stories, anyway, we can't sleep right now." Sister Yun 's tone seemed very curious. "A story, or a joke?" Yang Pengfei asked. "Anything is fine!" Sister Yun said, resting her chin on her hand on the bed. "Alright, they're all a bit risqué, do you want to hear them?" Yang Pengfei hadn't really wanted to tell one, feeling it was too abrupt .

"Go ahead, it's okay. I've heard that couples telling adult jokes can add some spice to their relationship,"
Sister Yun said.

"Okay!" Yang Pengfei thought for a moment and decided to find something not too disgusting. "Let me give you a riddle,
you'll definitely be able to answer this one.

" "Not necessarily, go ahead."

"Lift the warm blankets and touch your legs, spread your legs apart and put them on your eyes. Guess an everyday action."

After Yang Pengfei finished speaking, Sister Yun chuckled.

"Guess!" Yang Pengfei said, "Don't guess anything too outlandish. Let me remind you, this is something General Manager Yu often does,
we almost never do it. Guess!" When Sister Yun heard Yang Pengfei say that General Manager Yu often does it, she was first stunned, then
she chuckled even more. Yang Pengfei also laughed, and Sister Yun said while laughing, "I can't guess, tell me the answer!"

"Wearing glasses! How about that? You're thinking out of line! We don't need to wear them, but General Manager Yu wears them several times a day
." Yang Pengfei couldn't help but laugh. Sister Yun laughed even harder, and after a while, she took a breath and said, "Hmm,
that's interesting. Anything else?"

Yang Pengfei didn't expect Sister Yun to want to hear more, so he said, "It's also a riddle, and it's about an everyday action. Here's a hint:
you just did it. 'One end is hairy, the other is bald, going in and out, oozing white fluid.' Guess!" Sister Yun
giggled and said, "I didn't hear you clearly. Say it again!" Yang Pengfei repeated it clearly and said, "
Think carefully, you just did it!"

Sister Yun laughed so hard she could hardly breathe, and after a long while, she said, "I can't guess!"

"What did you do in the bathroom just now? List them one by one." Yang Pengfei kept her in suspense.

"I didn't do anything, just took a shower, and then brushed my teeth... Oh, I get it, hahaha, that's hilarious!"
After saying that, she burst into laughter again.

"Anything else?" Sister Yun asked with a smile.

Yang Pengfei simply rolled over and lay his head on the pillow, saying to Sister Yun, "Still asking? I've been getting everyone in
the company excited for over an hour, but you're quicker than them; none of them guessed correctly. Okay,
one more: 'Wedding Night'—guess the names of characters from 'Water Margin'."

This time, Sister Yun was even more clueless, so Yang Pengfei tried to guide her, saying, "What do you do
on your wedding night? Think about it!"

"Wedding Night, um, entering the bridal chamber, what do you do?" Sister Yun said.

"Right, what do you do in the bridal chamber!" Yang Pengfei deliberately kept asking Sister Yun.

"Um... entering the bridal chamber... what does that have to do with 'Water Margin'?" Sister Yun was still puzzled, but her tone became
a little embarrassed. Seeing that she couldn't guess, Yang Pengfei gave her a hint, "Something like Shi Jin, Song Jiang, etc."

Sister Yun thought for a moment, covered her mouth and laughed. After a while, she said curiously, "What are they?
I can't guess them all. Don't tease me, tell me quickly!"

Yang Pengfei slowly told Sister Yun the names one by one. Sister Yun laughed harder and harder. When Yang Pengfei mentioned the last
three, Jie Zhen, Jie Bao, and Ruan Xiao'er, Sister Yun laughed so hard that she lifted the covers with both hands. She couldn't stop for a while
and started coughing. Seeing that Sister Yun had been coughing for a long time, Yang Pengfei quickly crawled over and said to her, "Stop laughing
, stop laughing!" Then he reached out and gently patted Sister Yun's back. After a while, she finally stopped.

Sister Yun turned over and lay on her back, her chest rising and falling. She seemed to be surrounded by
a , tears in her eyes,
and a sense of pleasure. Yang Pengfei knew that love was about making the human heart a hundredfold, a thousandfold more sensitive, reaching out
every tendril of perception to wholeheartedly accept all that the world gave: joy, pain, hope, restlessness, sorrow,
happiness…

Time passed imperceptibly, and the distance between them rapidly disappeared. Sister Yun
extended her hand to Yang Pengfei; her hand trembled slightly in his, and
tears of happiness welled in her eyes. Sister Yun was not only beautiful and charming, but also kind and gentle. In her tenderness, he gradually felt a surge of love
.

Yang Pengfei suddenly embraced her, watching her blissfully nestled in his arms. Yang Pengfei felt
a thunderous shock; for a moment, his body seemed to rise into the air, rapidly sucked into a time tunnel,
spinning backward, swaying, and gently falling back to the past.

Yang Pengfei began to kiss Sister Yun passionately, and Sister Yun was so intoxicated. Yang Pengfei removed all of her pajamas
and began to suck, caress, and knead her high, soft, and elastic breasts. His fingers gently
slid across Yun Jie's skin until they reached her already overflowing vulva, followed by
moans escaping from Yun Jie's throat.

At this moment, Yang Pengfei felt himself becoming increasingly aroused, breathing heavily, his body hot, his desire surging,
as if he were about to explode. He climbed on top of Yun Jie, who immediately wrapped her arms tightly around him. Yang Pengfei
lay on top of Yun Jie's full, high breasts, a long-lost pleasure welling up within him.

Yun Jie raised her legs, and Yang Pengfei's penis was already at the entrance of her vagina. As he
bent back slightly, preparing to push forward, Yun Jie thrust her hips upward, and Yang Pengfei's penis
entered her body. Yun Jie's vagina was very tight; the warm, slippery, and enveloping feeling was exceptionally
pleasurable.

Yun Jie's vaginal canal was already full of moisture when Yang Pengfei's penis was fully inside her. Suddenly,
Yun Jie's body trembled, and she pushed Yang Pengfei away with her hand.

"What's wrong?" Yang Pengfei lifted his body, pulled out, and supported himself with his hand.

"It hurts a little." Yun Jie frowned slightly.

Chapter 065 Why is it still so hard

? "It's probably psychological." Yang Pengfei comforted her.

"I don't know," Yun Jie said, looking down at Yang Pengfei's body, and suddenly exclaimed in surprise, "
Oh my god !"

"What is it now?" Yang Pengfei was startled.

"How can it be so big?"

I couldn't hold on any longer and lay on top of her, saying, "You don't seem to have seen this before?"

"I didn't pay attention before, and I didn't dare to look closely. I didn't expect you to be so big."

"It's okay, I'll go slowly, I won't hurt you!"

"It's not because of that..." Yun Jie's expression turned gloomy.

Yang Pengfei understood that what happened last night still left a shadow in Yun Jie's heart. Sister Yun didn't speak; her
dark eyes filled with melancholy, turning dim.

Yang Pengfei couldn't help but hug her tighter, listening to her breathing and inhaling her fragrance. After a moment, she sighed and
said, "Do you love me?"

"Love!" Yang Pengfei answered without hesitation.

"It has to be real love!" Her eyes shone with anticipation, as if waiting for a long-awaited person
to appear .

"Of course!"

Then she said softly, "You know what? A few days ago, I heard from my classmates that women all
like men with big...things."

Yang Pengfei couldn't help but laugh and said, "Then you should be happy."

"Yes, I'm happy!" Sister Yun hugged Yang Pengfei tightly again and kissed him passionately. Her tongue explored
almost every part of Yang Pengfei's mouth, while her hands constantly caressed Yang Pengfei's body.

Yang Pengfei's desire quickly rose again. He lifted her legs again and pressed his whole body heavily against hers
, the cooled volcano reopening. The deep sea was churned. The most secret door in the depths of memory was opened
with a rumble , wafting out a familiar scent that had been sealed away for a long time. That night, in bed, they finally
experienced an unprecedented climax with complete freedom, without restraint, guilt, or inhibition. In
that moment of physical and spiritual union, they experienced the unspoken understanding and fusion between husband and wife.

When Yang Pengfei woke up, it was past four in the morning, and the room was silent. He glanced at Yun Jie, who
was sleeping soundly beside him, feeling as if he were still dreaming.

He knew the idiom "breath like orchids" from books, and now Yun Jie's breath truly possessed the
fragrance of spring orchids. Her rosy lips occasionally pursed slightly, making her even more charming, alluring, and lovely. Her delicate
face seemed to radiate joy, overflowing with a sweet smile.

"You're awake?" Yun Jie opened her eyes.

"Yes," Yang Pengfei leaned against the headboard and lit a cigarette.

Yun Jie turned over, placing her left hand on Yang Pengfei's thigh. Yang Pengfei glanced at Yun Jie's hand;
her fingers were slender and delicate. Sister Yun stroked his thigh twice, then reached between his legs and groped
. Soon, she grasped his penis in her hand, and Yang Pengfei suddenly felt a warmth.

"Soft, so fun," Sister Yun murmured to herself. As she spoke, her hand gently played with it.
Yang Pengfei felt his desire gradually hardening. He seemed to hear Sister Yun's soft moans,
her body twitching slightly. Her delicate skin, like velvety white snow, slowly melted in the hazy moonlight…

Yang Pengfei stubbed out his cigarette, rolled over, and pressed himself against Sister Yun. Sister Yun cooperated perfectly, spreading her legs and raising
them. Yang Pengfei thrust his hips forward, needing no guidance. The sound of their impact was exceptionally
crisp and . Like a lively dance, rising and falling; like waves crashing on the shore, breathtaking. Like being captivated
by Chopin's piano music, Yang Pengfei was particularly fond of this exhilarating sound. Because it is so vivid and colorful,
the fusion of sound and color creates an extremely harmonious landscape. Its rhythm is simple yet varied and melodious; it seems as if a light and distant sentiment wanders in a
lonely vision, unfolding naturally like the wind. And in the aftertaste,
a gentleness and ethereal quality shifts to a vast and solitary beauty that is captivating. I am like a dancer, displaying my
dance moves to the fullest; I am also like a musician, passionately plucking the moving strings.

"I can't take it anymore, my legs can't take it!" As Yang Pengfei was immersed in the rhythmic ecstasy, Sister Yun suddenly
placed her raised legs flat on the bed, trying to bring them together, and cried out.

Yang Pengfei had no choice but to raise his hips, pressing his entire body against Sister Yun's. Because Sister Yun's thighs were closed,
Yang Pengfei was pulled out halfway. He had to spread his legs apart, with Sister Yun's entire body sandwiched
between , and Yang Pengfei involuntarily continued his movements. As he increased his speed, Sister Yun desperately squeezed her legs together,
thrusting her hips forward to meet his thrusts, her breathing becoming noticeably rapid.

"Faster...good, good." This was the first time Sister Yun had shown such excitement and effort. She began to hug Yang Pengfei
tightly , her eyes closed, hot breaths escaping her nose. After a while, Sister Yun
began to murmur, "It's coming, I'm coming. Faster..."

Perhaps because her eyes were closed so tightly, tears welled up in her eyes. Her hips twisted and turned, her
hands constantly squeezing and releasing Yang Pengfei's back, shaking him. As a result, Yang Pengfei's speed
increased , arousing Sister Yun's cries of pleasure. Her slender fingers gripped Yang Pengfei's back as if tearing it apart
, yet this only fueled Yang Pengfei's desire. He grabbed her hands, pressed them onto the bed,
and thrust forcefully. Sister Yun's hands tried to break free from Yang Pengfei's control, her breasts bouncing
up and down . Suddenly, Sister Yun broke free from Yang Pengfei's grasp, tightly embracing him and clamping her
legs around him.

"Hurry, hurry, I'm coming..." Sister Yun kept saying, urging Yang Pengfei to speed up. At
some point, Sister Yun began to tremble violently. Yang Pengfei felt as if he were being tightly
enveloped , as if she wanted to hold on tight. Her lower abdomen also began to contract and heave rapidly.

With a long "Oh...", Sister Yun stopped all movement. Her body ceased writhing, her moans stopped
abruptly, and she fell into a deathly silence. Her thighs loosened, and Sister Yun
stretched out her limbs, limp beneath Yang Pengfei. Her eyes were slightly closed, her lips gently pursed. Her long, shiny black hair was disheveled
, and her long eyelashes fluttered in the soft light. Sister Yun looked like an angel.

"Ah... this is the climax." After a moment of silence, Sister Yun let out a long sigh and said with a seductive smile.

"You scared me half to death, I thought you were dead," Yang Pengfei said.

"I really was dead for a moment." A serene and relaxed expression appeared on Sister Yun's face, her lightly pursed lips
seeming to exude a faint, ethereal fragrance.

"You really fainted?" Yang Pengfei asked curiously.

Sister Yun nodded, a shy blush creeping across her face. Then, she rolled over, her entire body pressing against
Yang Pengfei 's, her soft lips making a soft, sweet kiss on his. "Thank you!"
Sister Yun said, gazing at Yang Pengfei with deep affection.

According to the renowned sexologist Heidelberg in her sexology report, the female orgasm sensation is described as follows:
"My body feels suspended, full of power, a surging, raging flame, intensely engulfing everything,
an exquisite almost unbearable, extreme ecstasy."

"I feel extremely excited—my breathing becomes rapid—at the same time my head becomes light, as if in
a dream world, sounds are distant, time seems to stand still."

When this happens, the woman gradually forgets everything around her, even where she is
— like a light bulb dimming due to insufficient power. Her nervous system uses most of its impulses to initiate
massive, spasmodic muscle contractions, squeezing out stagnant blood from the dilated blood vessels around the vaginal walls. This
loss of consciousness gives her a sense of loss of control. It is because of this feeling that female orgasm has an even more
dramatic name—"brief death."

"Why are you thanking me?" Yang Pengfei asked with a grin.

"You made sure I wasn't a woman in vain. Your thing is amazing!" Sister Yun said, reaching out to touch
Yang Pengfei 's penis.

"Wow, why is it still so hard?"

"I haven't come yet, how can it not be hard?"

At this moment, Sister Yun rolled off Yang Pengfei, lay on her back on the bed, raised her legs, and at the same time
used both hands to pull one thigh open as wide as possible. With a seductive smile, she said to Yang Pengfei, "Come on, you
should come out too!"

Sister Yun's pink parts, shiny and moist, tempted Yang Pengfei. So Yang Pengfei crawled over and
knelt between Sister Yun's legs. Sister Yun's coquettishness, charm, shyness, eagerness, lust, wantonness, allure, passion, and seduction
all surged into his mind, making Yang Pengfei's body burn with lust and his desire was boundless. He was completely immersed in
the boundless sea of carnal pleasure.

The fiery red morning sun dispelled the darkness through the gap in the curtains, and the room was bright. Sister Yun lazily stretched
her arms and got out of bed. Naked, she walked to the window, pulled open the curtains, and then pushed open
the window . The sea surged in the distance, and the air inside suddenly felt fresh. The brilliant sunlight shone directly on her fair
skin, creating a striking contrast of light and shadow on her beautifully curved body, forming a stunningly beautiful,
hazy, backlit pattern. She tossed her long, flowing hair, her delicate face smiling, gazing adoringly at the fresh,
beautiful morning light.

"Get up!" Sister Yun turned and looked at Yang Pengfei. Yang Pengfei nodded, feeling
a little tired.

"You have a great figure!" Yang Pengfei said, gazing at Sister Yun.

"Thank you." Sister Yun came over and gently kissed Yang Pengfei's lips.

"I'll go take a shower first." Yang Pengfei got up and picked up the clothes he had taken off the night before, heading into the bathroom.
Looking at himself in the mirror, Yang Pengfei recalled the unrestrained passion and passionate lovemaking with Sister Yun last night.
This morning, she stood naked before him again, smiling at the rising sun, completely at ease without the slightest embarrassment.
Feeling exceptionally content and satisfied, Yang Pengfei thought, "Sister Yun has completely emerged from that dark period."

After showering, Yang Pengfei emerged from the bathroom to find Sister Yun lying back down on the bed. Smiling, he leaned down
and nuzzled her nose against his, saying, "I'll go check with President Yu's room and see if she has anything for me today.
If not, I'll spend the rest of the day with you."

"Okay, go ahead," Sister Yun said with a smile, hooking her arm around his neck. "Work is important!"

Yang Pengfei gently kissed Sister Yun's forehead, then got dressed and went to Yu Jie's door. Before knocking,
he subconsciously straightened his tie, then began to knock. A moment later, Yu Jie
opened the door.

"President Yu, what's up today? How did your meeting with Boss Kong go yesterday?" As soon as he entered, Yang Pengfei
went straight to the point.

Yu Jie didn't answer him directly. Instead, she combed her hair in front of the mirror and said, "
How ? I was quite busy yesterday and came back late, so I didn't go to your room to see her."

"She's doing well. I think she's moved on from that ordeal,"
Yang Pengfei said confidently.

"Hehe!" Yu Jie chuckled twice, saying with a hint of deeper meaning, "Your skill in comforting girls is quite good."

"So-so, so-so." Yang Pengfei didn't immediately understand the meaning behind Yu Jie's words, but he quickly realized it
. His old face flushed slightly, and he thought to himself, "Of course it's good! When will I let you try it too, let you
have some fun, hehe!" Thinking this, Yang Pengfei couldn't help but take a few more glances at Yu Jie. Yu Jie
was wearing a light red nightgown. The nightgown was made of a thin material, and Yang Pengfei could vaguely
see what was underneath. Yu Jie's pair of full and alluring breasts did not
sag due to her age; instead, they stood tall and erect, topped with two ripe nipples like cherries. Her slightly protruding belly below her navel
looked quite cute, and her round buttocks, where her plump and fair thighs met, revealed a mysterious
area that looked extremely tempting. Yang Pengfei swallowed hard, trying his best to look
away from her.

Yu Jie, of course, was unaware of Yang Pengfei's ulterior motives. She simply said, "The talks were pretty much over.
You know the situation; the company won't invest in this project. My visit is just a formality
. Yesterday, that old fox Kong Zirong probably realized I was just going through the motions. Today he insisted on inviting
me to dinner, saying things like 'even if business doesn't work out, we can still be friendly.' Sigh, I wonder
what he's really up to."

"Then go ahead. Are you worried he's setting a trap? Do you want me to go with you?"

"Yes, I have to go. I can't refuse them. After all, they're still our long-time clients.
Although after this incident, it might be difficult to cooperate with them again, we can't afford to
completely break ties . Making another enemy isn't a good thing. But I have other things to do today and can't get
away to their invitation. So, please go in my place and bring Xiaoyun along."

"Where are you going?" Yang Pengfei asked, feigning surprise. "Is there anything else the company needs you to do
?" Actually, Yang Pengfei knew in his heart that Yu Jie was definitely going to discuss the share transfer with Wei Luman and the others.

"Um..." Yu Jie hesitated for a moment before saying, "I have some personal matters to attend to."

Since Yu Jie said it was personal, Yang Pengfei didn't press further and could only say, "I'm afraid I'm not
qualified ."

Yu Jie smiled slightly and said, "How are you not qualified enough? You're the investment manager, in charge of investment matters.
You're the most suitable person to go. Besides, you're just going to dinner; you don't need to do anything.
Just listen attentively to what they're saying, and don't worry about anything else."

Yang Pengfei knew that further discussion was pointless; Yu Jie wouldn't be attending the dinner because this trip to Shanghai was about discussing the share transfer.
The share transfer was her real focus; the business negotiations with Wuyu Company were merely a pretext. Judging from the fact that she
always kept his secret when discussing share transfers with Wei Luman and the others, Yu Jie clearly didn't
fully trust him and was constantly on her guard. This made Yang Pengfei secretly anxious. Without gaining Yu Jie's true
trust, he couldn't infiltrate her family, learn their core secrets, and thus
accurately understand their plans and methods against Yuan Tingting. Yang Pengfei thought, "It seems I have no choice but to act quickly!"
And the only way to act quickly was to first possess her body, because he knew that to win a woman's heart, one must
first win her body—a lesson he had learned through numerous practical experiences.

"Alright, that's the arrangement for today. You can go now; I need to change," Yu Jie said,
turning around . Yang Pengfei had no choice but to leave dejectedly.

Back in his room, Yang Pengfei saw that Sister Yun was already dressed and sitting in front of the mirror, combing her hair.
"So? What did Ms. Yu say?" Sister Yun asked, looking at Yang Pengfei in the mirror.

"She said Mr. Kong wanted to invite her to dinner again, but she was busy and asked me to go in her place, and to bring you along too." "Oh, is that so? Then you go, I don't want to go. I feel uncomfortable

just hearing Mr. Kong's foul language ." Sister Yun said, frowning. "Won't you be bored staying here alone? Why don't you come with me? Just ignore whatever Mr. Kong says , let it go in one ear and out the other, don't take it to heart." Yang Pengfei put his hands on Sister Yun's shoulders and looked at his reflection in the mirror. "No, I'll go shopping. I've been in Shanghai for so many days and I haven't shopped yet. I'll buy some and wear them for you tonight, okay?" Sister Yun gave Yang Pengfei a charming smile in the mirror. "Well... okay then. If I'm free after lunch, I'll call you and we can go shopping together." "Mmm, you're so sweet!" Sister Yun stood up, hugged Yang Pengfei, and gave him a deep kiss on the lips. As the two were entwined, there was a knock at the door. Opening it, they saw Yu Jie, who said, "I'm leaving. I've already called Boss Kong; he'll pick you up later. Okay, that's all for now. Tell me if anything comes up when you get back tonight. Bye!" "Okay, bye!" At 11:00 AM, the car sent by Kong Zirong arrived on time in front of the Hilton Hotel. "Are you really not going?" Yang Pengfei asked Sister Yun again. "I really don't want to go. You should go down quickly; they're still waiting for you. Call me after you finish eating, and I'll tell you where I am. Then you can come shopping with me, okay?" " Okay, don't worry, I'll try to eat quickly and come with you after I'm done." " Hehe, go ahead!" On the way to the restaurant, Yang Pengfei first called Yuan Tingting to tell her about the situation, specifically mentioning that Yu Jie was planning to target Wei Zulin's associates. Yuan Tingting seemed quite concerned about this news, instructing him to keep a close eye on Yu Jie. Then she told Yang Pengfei that she was in a meeting and hung up. Hearing the silence on the other end of the line, Yang Pengfei felt a sudden sense of bewilderment. He suddenly felt that he and Yuan Tingting were no longer lovers , but rather like a subordinate working for her. This instantly dampened his previously good mood, turning him into a depressed one. Just as Yang Pengfei was feeling down, his phone rang again. He assumed it was Yuan Tingting calling back, but when he took out his phone, it was another unfamiliar number. "Hello, who is it?" Yang Pengfei's tone was as if someone owed him five hundred yuan. "Oh, what's wrong? Are you angry?" The voice on the other end was very familiar. Yang Pengfei quickly recognized it as Wei Luman's voice. "Ah, it's Xiaoman, I'm sorry, I'm sorry , my tone wasn't very good just now, but it wasn't directed at you." Yang Pengfei quickly apologized. "Forget it, I won't hold it against you, but if you forget what you promised me, then I will ." Wei Luman said slowly on the other end of the phone. "What did I promise you?" Yang Pengfei racked his brains for a long time but couldn't remember, so he had to ask cautiously. "What? You really forgot? That's too much!" Wei Luman said aggressively. "I'm so sorry, I've been so busy these past few days. Could you remind me?" "What did you promise to treat me to at the hospital the day before yesterday?" "Oh, right, I remember now, I invited you to dinner. Look at my memory." Yang Pengfei remembered that he had indeed said he would treat her to dinner at the hospital that day, but then he forgot about it. He didn't expect Wei Luman to remember it. "She knew that I had that kind of relationship with Yu Jie, but she still took the initiative to come to me. This means that she also likes me." This deduction excited Yang Pengfei. In the future, he could find out about Yu Jie's plans through Wei Luman. Thinking of this, his previous depression was swept away. "That Boss Kong invited us to dinner at noon. How about I treat you tonight?" Yang Pengfei said. "Okay, I'll call you tonight." When he arrived at the restaurant, Kong Zirong was already waiting there, and Xiao Zhang was also there. Today, Xiao Zhang was dressed particularly sexily, wearing a black halter dress that revealed her snow-white thighs. At the table, Xiao Zhang kept toasting Yang Pengfei and occasionally throwing him flirty glances. Kong Zirong was also enthusiastically telling Yang Pengfei about the benefits of their project. Yang Pengfei knew that if he wanted, this Xiao Zhang would immediately fall into his arms, and he also knew why Xiao Zhang always accompanied him to meals. In the past, Yang Pengfei would have been overjoyed, but now he had no interest. Firstly, he knew Xiao Zhang's true identity; she was no different from a prostitute. Secondly, he was about to meet Wei Luman, and perhaps some passion awaited him, so he didn't want to waste his energy on Xiao Zhang now . Chapter 066 Lust After dinner, Yang Pengfei made an excuse that he had some matters to attend to with General Manager Yu and needed to rush back. He even patted his chest and said that he would do his best to speak up for their project at the company's board meeting. Although Kong Zirong knew that Yang Pengfei words were unreliable, he still smiled and saw him off. After leaving the restaurant, Yang Pengfei intended to go to Sister Yun's place and accompany her for a stroll. Unexpectedly, Wei Luman suddenly appeared in front of Yang Pengfei in her red sports car, startling him. "What are you doing here?" Yang Pengfei asked in surprise. "Why can't I come?" Wei Luman said, taking off her glasses as she sat in the car. "I mean, how did you know I was here?"

"Duh, do you even need to ask? Just ask your boss, Mr. Yu."

"Oh." Yang Pengfei feigned sudden realization.

"Get in the car." Wei Luman tossed her head.

"Where to?"

"Why ask so many questions? Do you think I'd sell you out? Get in the car!"

The waves of the Huangpu River surged and churned.

The sky was a quiet, deep blue.

In the distance, several seabirds flew and lingered.

Wei Luman leaned against Yang Pengfei's chest, tilting her head back, constantly stroking his face, her eyes fixed on
him as if seeing him for the first time.

Suddenly, Wei Luman's face turned pale. She struggled to her feet, her red lips moving closer to kiss Yang Pengfei
tenderly , tears streaming down her face. Startled, Yang Pengfei cried out, "What's wrong?
What's wrong?"

"Pengfei, love me well, okay?" Wei Luman said through tears. "Why did you come to Shanghai?
If you hadn't come, I think I would have forgotten you, never remembered you again, and that time would have been just a dream.
But now you're here, standing before me, and I think I can't pretend anymore. I've already lost him,
but I don't want to lose you too."

Yang Pengfei was moved. He hugged Wei Luman tightly, saying nothing, nodding repeatedly. Wei Luman held his
hand, her hand soft yet seemingly possessing immense strength. Yang Pengfei let her hold it.

Wei Luman leaned against Yang Pengfei's chest, murmuring, "I've never felt so at ease, as if all the storms
of the world have nothing to do with me. You are my sky, you are my everything. You can bear
all my joy and sorrow; my frantic heart finally has a place to rest." Wei Luman sighed contentedly.

At that moment, the sun was setting, the sky was filled with colorful clouds, and the trees along the riverbank were lush and graceful.
The river breeze and the sea breeze blended seamlessly with the sky. With such a beautiful scene before him, the deep affection in his heart finally found its place. Even forgetting the blooming
spring flowers, he was still filled with boundless joy. Yang Pengfei was captivated by Wei Luman's fiery eyes, watching himself appear and disappear

in her dazzling pupils . He couldn't help but reach out and touch her alluring cheek. Wei Luman also reached out and cupped Yang Pengfei's face, her eyes fixed on him, continuing to murmur, "Such a full forehead, such majestic eyebrows, such a straight nose, such warm lips." She gazed at Yang Pengfei's face with adoration. She chuckled softly, slowly taking Yang Pengfei's hand and placing it against her chest. Her heart was pounding fiercely; it was passionate and unrestrained for him, it was breathtaking for him. How could make him so infatuated? Countless lovers are drawn together, but how many can experience such a miraculous encounter, such a wondrous resemblance, and such unbridled joy? Wei Luman's skirt billowed in the gentle river breeze, like a beautiful foreign woman. Her long, flowing hair danced gracefully in the evening wind. At this moment, Wei Luman was so beautiful, so captivating. With her slender hands, she brushed away the stray hairs from her face, revealing a charming and alluring smile that made Yang Pengfei gaze intently . "Xiaoman," Yang Pengfei's voice trembled. "Hmm?" Wei Luman turned back, her face tender. "I truly wish we could never be apart!" Yang Pengfei whispered in her ear. Wei Luman's gaze towards Yang Pengfei was earnest and tender, her eyes like pools of water, her emotions palpable, her brows brimming with undisguised affection . Yang Pengfei's heart overflowed with deep love, fearing that this moment was but a fleeting dream. The alluring Wei Luman smiled at Yang Pengfei and said, "Pengfei, you're a wonderful man, a charming and beautiful man." "What's your zodiac sign?" Wei Luman asked. "I'm a Scorpio," Yang Pengfei replied. "Me too!" "So we're like ice on the outside, but fire on the inside." "What's your blood type?" he asked. "I'm blood type B," Wei Luman replied. "Me too!" "So we're sometimes cold, sometimes passionate, and sometimes neurotic." "I'm also a passionate football fan, so I often forget about my friends, which I feel ashamed of. But old habits die hard ," Yang Pengfei added. "I don't care, I respect your hobbies." A sigh escaped Yang Pengfei's lips. "Really, I think I've really fallen for her! Because she's a girl with a warm, genuine, kind, and open-minded personality, almost perfect in beauty, making it impossible and unbearable to let her pass by." Wei Luman was like an unpolished gem, shining with a simple brilliance, attracting his thoughts and gaze, drawing him to linger. He was deeply captivated by her smile, her words, and her personal charm . The setting sun shone warmly on the riverbank. Yang Pengfei and she sat quietly on the shore, watching the twinkling lights of the cargo ships moored on the river. The dappled sunlight fell around them, and in the distance came the melodious strains of a guitar, a song of happiness. The envious glances from the people on the shore filled them with joy. Accompanied by the light guitar music, they were completely immersed in the moment. The happy song echoed along the riverbank, echoing in their hearts They forgot yesterday's unpleasantness, happiness accompanying them. Their happy smiles seemed to redden the sky, the river, and their cheeks. The old streets and alleys of Shanghai exuded a leisurely tranquility; gray walls, black asphalt roads, and old houses with only half-open wooden doors, revealing deep courtyards. Occasionally, the smell , a faint aroma of rice mingling with the spiciness of green peppers and the astringent tang of curry. These smells brought a sense of peace and security. Yang Pengfei hadn't expected Wei Luman to live here; he had assumed she lived in an upscale residential area or a villa district. In the evening, Wei Luman offered to cook Yang Pengfei an authentic Shanghai meal. Yang Pengfei readily agreed , having already asked Sister Yun for leave. He told her that Boss Kong had something to discuss and he would be home late. Sister Yun didn't suspect a thing; instead, she reminded him to drink less alcohol. This made Yang Pengfei feel a pang of guilt, but it was fleeting. So the two went to the supermarket together and bought a whole bunch of ingredients. Wei Luman took charge of cooking, while Yang Pengfei assisted. After working for most of the day, a table was filled with colorful and delicious dishes . There was shredded pork with garlic sauce, braised eggplant, scrambled eggs with tomatoes, sweet and sour pork ribs, sliced pork with garlic sprouts, braised tofu...

Wei Luman took a bottle of regal, a gift from a friend, from the wine cabinet and filled two glasses.

"You want to get me drunk so you can molest me?" Yang Pengfei asked, feigning surprise.

"Get lost! Who wants to molest you?" Wei Luman rolled her eyes at Yang Pengfei. "With such great food,
how can we do without wine?" She handed a glass to Yang Pengfei.

"Come on, bottoms up!" Wei Luman made a face at Yang Pengfei, raised her glass, and downed half a glass in one gulp.

"Isn't this kind of guzzling 'abrupt' to this fine wine?" Yang Pengfei teased her.

Wei Luman giggled and said, "You used the wrong word; it should be 'waste'."

Yang Pengfei thought she was a pure girl, and there was no need to criticize her for not understanding the humor of the word.
For some reason, a line from the Book of Songs suddenly flashed through Yang Pengfei's mind: "There are trees on the mountain, and
branches on the trees; I love you, but you do not know."

Just as Yang Pengfei was lost in thought, Wei Luman's finger was suddenly burned by the hot soup pot.
Yang Pengfei quickly asked, "How are you? Does it hurt?"

"It's nothing; getting burned while drinking with you is nothing," Wei Luman smiled sweetly at Yang Pengfei. Yang Pengfei
thought she was probably a little drunk.

After they finished eating and drinking, Yang Pengfei helped Wei Luman to the sofa to rest, and then brewed her a pot of Biluochun tea.
She came over and hugged Yang Pengfei from behind, biting his ear and insisting she wasn't drunk.

Wei Luman's eyes were clear, her pupils reflecting Yang Pengfei's innermost thoughts. Her lips were slightly pursed,
a half-smile playing on her lips, which intoxicated Yang Pengfei like a fine wine. No smile had ever moved him so deeply. When Yang Pengfei looked at her, he saw
her long eyelashes veiling her deep, enigmatic eyes. They leaned back on the sofa, and Yang Pengfei embraced her, happiness
spreading through him like ripples on water.

"Don't you think Buddhism is very difficult? You can't do this, you can't do that," Wei Luman suddenly asked Yang Pengfei after they had chatted about
various "My colleagues at work want me to go to Jiuhua Mountain
to worship Buddha with them, but I don't want to go."

After all, Wei Luman didn't know much about Buddhism. Yang Pengfei then explained some basic Buddhist concepts to her,
naturally focusing on the concepts of "form" and "emptiness. " "Don't misunderstand," Yang Pengfei added at the end.

"While men may be attracted to beauty, the 'form' in Buddhism doesn't mean 'that'." "I heard the saying 'Form is not different from emptiness, emptiness is not different from form .' So, in your eyes, am I 'empty'?" Wei Luman asked innocently. Yang Pengfei was instantly speechless, both amused and exasperated. He decided to give Wei Luman some basic knowledge, quoting Master Hsing Yun, explaining that the "form" in Buddhism doesn't refer to physical beauty, but rather to matter, emptiness to the spirit, and "not different" means "inseparable, without distinction." Form cannot exist without emptiness, and emptiness cannot manifest. Form and emptiness are inseparable, hence the saying, "Form is not different from emptiness, emptiness is not different from form." Wei Luman seemed to understand, but asked Yang Pengfei if there was some "profound" hidden within, leaving him bewildered.

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