My Lewd Affairs with the Landlady and Her Daughter

After arguing with my girlfriend, I returned to my place feeling down. I rent a small room. The landlords, a couple surnamed Zhang, have always been kind to me. The landlord, in his forties, passed away in a traffic accident six months ago, leaving behind his wife in her thirties and their eighteen-year-old daughter. Fortunately, my workplace was already fully paid, and we had enough savings for Mrs. Zhang to live on. Mrs. Zhang's daughter, Xue, had fallen in with some shady characters and transferred to another school. The room I rented was originally Xue's, but she moved out to live independently, and Mr. Zhang rented the vacant room to me. Since Mr. Zhang's death, Mrs. Zhang's smile has vanished. I feel sorry for her; she lost her husband early, her daughter turned bad, and she's all alone. Sometimes I chat with her to comfort her. She's only thirty-seven or thirty-eight; she still has a long life ahead of her. I comfort her, saying tomorrow will be better, and jokingly adding that with her circumstances, she'll find love again. Mrs. Zhang must have been quite beautiful in her youth. She had delicate features, fair skin, and was tall enough. However, she gained weight in middle age and became a bit overweight. Every part of her body swelled uncontrollably, turning her into a fat woman. I estimate she weighed over 140 pounds, with a pair of large breasts at least 38 or 39 inches in size, and round, bulging buttocks. If her waist were four or five inches thinner, she would have an exaggeratedly perfect figure. Unfortunately, fat accumulated around her waist, forming a small belly, which completely ruined her overall beauty. When her husband was still alive, she even joked to me that she looked like a pregnant woman and needed to lose weight, but she only said it casually. The food-loving Mrs. Zhang never actually tried to lose weight. After being chased away by Ah Xing, I bought two cans of beer at the convenience store. When I returned home, I felt the urge to urinate, so I immediately went to the bathroom to pee. The pressure on my bladder was relieved. I unzipped my pants and saw a bright yellow pair of women's briefs next to the sink, which I believed belonged to Mrs. Zhang. Stimulated by the alluring panties, I felt a surge of sexual desire. I picked up the bright yellow briefs and held them up to my eyes. I noticed a small amount of liquid on the transparent lace in the center, along with two black, curly pubic hairs. I brought them close to my nose and took a few deep breaths, inhaling the lingering fragrance. The pungent smell of the secretions on the panties, along with the two pubic hairs belonging to Mrs. Zhang, excited me immensely. I couldn't resist unzipping my pants, unbuttoning the waistband, and pulling out my increasingly hard penis. I held Mrs. Zhang's panties to my nose, imagining her naked and kneeling before me, legs spread, her plump buttocks raised high, revealing her swollen vulva, ready to penetrate me. I stroked my penis with one hand while inhaling and smelling Mrs. Zhang's panties with the other, even licking the remaining secretions on the panties with my tongue—salty, pungent, the most effective aphrodisiac. I licked the secretions off her panties clean, and the penis I was stroking grew harder and harder, standing erect for seven inches. I fantasized about my large penis penetrating Mrs. Zhang's plump mons pubis, the glans pressing against her cervix, and her moaning with pleasure. I increased the speed of my stroking, and the penis in my hand seemed to become a hot, burning rod. I half-opened my eyes and caught a glimpse of a bright yellow bra on the glue bucket in the bathtub. I picked up the bra and held it close to my penis, preparing to ejaculate onto Mrs. Zhang's bra. I wanted to spray my hot semen onto her bra. Just as I was about to completely collapse, my penis convulsed violently, and white semen gushed out, splashing onto the cups of Mrs. Zhang's bra. Suddenly, the bathroom door was pulled open, and it was Mrs. Zhang who opened it. She saw my magnificent figure ejaculating, the thick white semen caught by her bra. I was caught off guard by this and stood there dumbfounded. I was slightly drunk and forgot to close the bathroom door when I went to urinate. Mrs. Zhang thought no one was inside, so she opened the door and saw my embarrassing state. She didn't scream, and I lowered my head in embarrassment, quickly threw her underwear back onto the sink, put it back on, and apologized to Mrs. Zhang, hoping she would calm down. To my surprise, she didn't blame me. Instead, she asked me with concern if I had argued with my girlfriend and had nowhere to vent. I could only nod and admit it. Only then did I notice that Mrs. Zhang was wearing a light gray transparent nightgown, and her light blue bra and underwear were faintly visible underneath. I was aroused by her sexy lingerie and forgot what I had done earlier. Mrs. Zhang also sensed my aggressive gaze. She didn't show any fear but instead exuded a seductive charm, saying that I had become naughty by soiling her bra and underwear and that she would punish me. She told me to come into the room with her. Like a child who had done something wrong, I obeyed her orders and followed her into the bedroom. Upon entering the bedroom, Mrs. Zhang asked if I wanted to have sex with a woman. I nodded in agreement. She chuckled and gestured for me to approach her, asking me to remove her nightgown. At this point, even the most foolish person would understand Mrs. Zhang's intentions. Since her husband's death, she hadn't experienced the pleasures of a man. Seeing my erect penis, she couldn't resist the surge of desire and hoped I could give her a good time and let her enjoy herself. I didn't hold back either. Although Mrs. Zhang was far inferior to Ah Xing, in my desperation, I didn't care about appearances. As long as she had large breasts to rub and a vagina to penetrate, that was enough. I removed Mrs. Zhang's transparent nightgown. I unhooked her light blue bra, and her large breasts popped out. I immediately grabbed the two ample mounds and shook them vigorously. The two nipples at the top of the breasts were large and light brown. I took one into my mouth and licked it. I rubbed her breast with one hand and sucked on the nipple with the other. Mrs. Zhang was enjoying it very much and started moaning. "Ah...good...comfortable...ah...bite...bite my nipple hard...oh...harder...rub my...breast...ah...Sheng...I...am so empty...I...need...a...big meat stick...ah...so itchy...ah...oh..." I rubbed and sucked, making Mrs. Zhang moan loudly. Her breasts were more bouncy than I had imagined. I thought that women in their thirties and forties would have loose muscles and lose their elasticity, turning into two lumps of runny dough. I didn't expect Mrs. Zhang's breasts to still be of good quality. I was right. Mrs. Zhang's nipples were kneaded and licked by me, gradually hardening and swelling, and her moans became increasingly ecstatic. "Oh...I...I'm so itchy...hurry...hurry...put your...roll...in...fill...my...hole...I...want you...to burst...ah...hurry...oh...give...me...um...okay...wait...it..." I touched the triangle area between her legs, her panties were already soaked through, and a large amount of vaginal fluid seeped from her flesh hole, penetrating her thin...f="http://wcwizard.comI rolled up her panties and wiped her thick pubic hair. Mrs. Zhang's pubic hair was vast, forming a large inverted triangle, with a large patch of pubic hair covering her entrance. Parting the hair to find the entrance, I finally saw her two thick labia majora. Mrs. Zhang's vulva looked very tight, as if no man had entered it for a long time. No wonder she was so itchy when I aroused her, urging me to thrust into her and fill her long-empty hole. I first used my fingers as the vanguard to test the waters. I inserted one middle finger into Mrs. Zhang's mons pubis, and she shuddered, letting out a series of giggles. Her eyes narrowed into slits, and her mouth opened wide. The inside was wet and slippery. One finger groped forward... Entry was effortless. Judging by touch, Mrs. Zhang's vagina should have been quite tight, but I was surprised that her voluptuous figure had such a narrow opening. People say that plump buttocks mean lots of moisture, and that was certainly true for Mrs. Zhang; she was indeed very wet. I teased her with my fingers a few times, and her juices flowed out endlessly, soaking my hand. "Ah...faster...insert...it...in...I...can't...hold...it...faster...it..." Mrs. Zhang begged me not to slack off. She was in agony. Seeing her so impatient, I decided not to tease her any longer. I parted her plump legs, aimed my glans at her vulva, and thrust forward. With a whoosh, the glans entered her opening, and she cried out in delight. I thrust hard, and the entire length of my penis was inside her, the tip touching her clitoris. "Ah...oh...I'm so...swollen...it's...going...to...my...heart...ah...oh...so...comfortable...ah...it's so...full...I feel so good...ah..." Mrs. Zhang's hairy crab tightly gripped my big penis, and I was also trembling with pleasure, much more satisfying than going to a brothel. Usually, when I have sexual needs, I go to a brothel to satisfy them, but Ah Xing won't give in, so I have to go to a brothel to release my pent-up desire, which is better than being overwhelmed with lust. Most of the women who work as brothel workers are disabled and old, so I can't have any expectations of them. Because I don't have much extra money to find better quality women, I can only go to brothels, at least I have a hole to penetrate, and I feel better after ejaculating. Although Mrs. Zhang is not young, she is a respectable woman who only gave birth once more than ten years ago, so her vagina is still very well maintained, much better than that of a brothel worker. When I was dealing with prostitutes on the first floor, they would always provide full-service before starting. Their vaginas were mostly loose, so it was difficult to produce pleasure even after a long time of thrusting. The prostitutes on the first floor had to endure a lot of thrusting before they would stop. But the feeling of inserting my penis into Mrs. Zhang's vagina was completely different from dealing with prostitutes on the first floor. I didn't wear a condom, and Mrs. Zhang's tight vagina made me feel very comfortable, and the feeling was much more intense. After seventy or eighty thrusts, I felt the urge to ejaculate. I immediately paused, took a few deep breaths, and tried to persevere. It would be too undignified of me to give up before Mrs. Zhang reached her climax. Mrs. Zhang was completely absorbed in my thrusting, screaming and shouting, her lewdness on full display. She twisted her fat waist, intensifying the friction on her clitoris. This plump Mrs. Zhang was truly experiencing a long-awaited ecstasy. My large penis penetrated her vagina, reaching her very core. She was dizzy with pleasure. Her plump buttocks were indeed full of moisture; her vagina gushed out copious amounts of vaginal fluid. With each thrust, I made a squelching sound, and she opened her mouth wide and screamed, twisting her fat waist, her expression extremely tense. Mrs. Zhang's moans were so enchanting; they made my heart melt. After two or three hundred thrusts, she finally couldn't hold on any longer. She chuckled repeatedly, gripping the sheets tightly with both hands, her whole body convulsing. Her vagina contracted with each thrust, squeezing my large penis, giving me unparalleled pleasure. She enjoyed the pleasure of orgasm, and I, needing no restraint, went all in, thrusting wildly a dozen times, my penis trembling violently, ejaculating hot semen that splattered onto her vulva. My deflated penis slid out of her vagina, and Mrs. Zhang, still reluctant to let go, reached out and grasped my limp member, thanking me for the wonderful sensation. Mrs. Zhang asked if I wanted to go again; it seemed she had been starving for too long, one time wasn't enough. I could only do her a favor and give her another satisfying meal, but first I needed to shower and rest before the second round. She offered to scrub my back and followed me into the bathroom. She massaged my back with her large breasts, further igniting my desire. After quickly washing myself clean, we went back to the room. Mrs. Zhang exuded a fragrant aroma; she had just washed herself with soap, and her whole body smelled wonderful. She leaned against the bed, waiting for me to make my move. I noticed her thick labia, surrounded by dark pubic hair, incredibly alluring. I leaned closer, inhaling the intoxicating scent, and couldn't resist sticking out my tongue to lick her labia, teasing her vulva. The moment my tongue entered her vagina, Mrs. Zhang shuddered as if electrocuted, crying out in pleasure and begging me to lick deeper. As she became aroused, a large amount of vaginal fluid seeped from her vagina, and I inevitably swallowed her nectar. I had never tried swallowing a woman's vaginal fluid before; this was my first time. The taste was strange, an indescribable sensation. In short, the more I drank, the more I wanted to drink. It was salty and sweet with a hint of sensuality, exciting me. As I savored Mrs. Zhang's vaginal fluid, my penis also became aroused. Mrs. Zhang suggested I change positions so she could give me oral sex, which seemed like a good idea. So I offered her my penis to test her oral skills. She took my penis in her hand, kissed the glans, and then licked the coronal sulcus with her tongue. I was aroused, my urethral opening drooling. She licked the glans with her tongue, and I cried out in excitement. She opened her mouth wide and took the glans into her mouth, manipulating it with her mouth. Her mouth was wet, slippery, and warm, which was incredibly stimulating. Mrs. Zhang's moans grew louder and louder. I reached for her large breasts, which swayed as she bent over. I kneaded and squeezed them like dough, deforming them until they were distorted. She was in a frenzy. She gripped the sheets tightly, her body convulsing; she was reaching orgasm. I felt her vagina tighten with each contraction, gripping my penis even tighter. A powerful suction force erupted from within, pulling and sucking my penis deeper, giving me immense pleasure. Mrs. Zhang finally couldn't hold on any longer, releasing her vaginal fluid with a low cry before going limp. "Ah...oh...wake up..." Her body tensed, then relaxed completely. I had already ejaculated once, so this time I could last longer. Even after she reached her climax, I still had more to offer, continuing to thrust without waning. She was too weak to withstand my impact. She collapsed like a pile of mud, at my mercy. I thrust in and out forty or fifty more times. She went from being completely still to gradually regaining consciousness, responsively propping herself up and emitting weak moans. She still had her back to me, so I couldn't see her expression, but I guessed that her vulva was probably red and swollen from the constant friction, and her vaginal lubrication had decreased, making my thrusts uncomfortable for her. I had to slow down my thrusts to make her feel better, or even stop moving altogether, waiting for her to release more vaginal fluid. My hands were still cupping her large breasts, slowly kneading and massaging them. After a few minutes of massage, she perked up again, her moans becoming more excited. Of course, I wouldn't just give her a quickie; her vulva was so adorable, bringing me endless pleasure. I thrust into her over a hundred times, and she experienced another orgasm. This time, she seemed completely exhausted, paralyzed on the bed. I, too, was at my limit, unable to continue. Her vagina gripped me tightly, and I completely collapsed, my penis convulsing violently, ejaculating white fluid, which once again splattered onto her vulva. I lay panting on her back. After these battles, I was utterly exhausted, too tired to even get out of bed. I embraced Mrs. Zhang and fell asleep. The next morning, I still hadn't recovered my energy. Fortunately, it was a holiday, so I didn't have to go to work. I noticed Mrs. Zhang wasn't in the room. Just as I was about to find my clothes to put on, the door opened, and Mrs. Zhang entered with a smile. I was completely naked, and I felt a little embarrassed. She came to the bedside and asked if I wanted breakfast, offering to cook it for me. She was still wearing a semi-transparent nightgown, but underneath she had changed into a black bra and panties, making her even more alluring. I quickly dressed and got out of bed, first apologizing to her for violating her body, explaining that it was all due to the influence of alcohol that I acted so foolishly. She, on the contrary, comforted me and told me not to take it to heart, saying that we were both adults, and that what happened was consensual, and neither of us owed the other anything. Hearing her say this, I was greatly relieved. Her words implied that she was also grateful for my help. She confided in me, telling me that since her husband's death, she had felt extremely lonely, especially physically, and that without sex, she feared she would go crazy if she continued to endure it. It turned out she was a woman with a very strong sex drive; when her husband was alive, she needed sex every night to fall asleep, and sex was an indispensable part of her life, which her husband had been able to satisfy. The sudden cessation of sex for a middle-aged woman with such a strong sexual desire was unimaginable. During this period of widowhood, she was tormented by lust, lost her appetite, and longed for a man to comfort her, to insert a large penis into her long-empty vagina. But where could she find a man to satisfy her? She considered becoming a prostitute, not for money, but so that a man could provide her with comfort. However, she never dared to, because she was a respectable woman who had never slept with a strange man and could not become a prostitute for physical needs. I was her tenant; we knew each other. She had considered asking me for help, but lacked the courage to speak up. She happened to see me masturbating with her underwear in the bathroom, and that's when what she wanted to do happened. Widow Mrs. Zhang had an extremely strong sex drive; the emptiness and suffering she experienced without her husband was unimaginable, and she was consumed by lust every night.The torment was unbearable; countless sheets were soaked with sweat. The dildo only provided temporary relief, never the pleasure of a real penis. She even had the urge to become a prostitute, to enjoy the pleasure of being penetrated by clients. However, given her age and obesity, she doubted she'd be popular; she'd likely be the lowest-priced brothel girl, catering to any client seeking only gratification. She happened to be with me, consumed by lust, indifferent to appearance, seeking any opening. When she was satisfied, I was also aroused, better than being blinded by lust. While I was with her, I could fantasize that her wet, juicy hole belonged to Ah Xing, not the fat Mrs. Zhang, and the result was the same pleasure. After finishing with Mrs. Zhang, I was exhausted, having depleted my energy. The next day, my legs were weak. After work, I went to Ah Xing for dinner, bought her a gift to please her, and we reconciled. Ah Xing was an innocent girl, so I could only look at her without touching her. At most, I could hold her hand, but as for taking things further, she would firmly refuse. If I still didn't give up, she would turn on me. I had already crossed that line once, and I dared not cross it again. I had no choice but to wait for the right opportunity to get what I wanted. Mrs. Zhang had tried my big penis and, having tasted its sweetness, she was very attentive to me, making me stew tonics to nourish my body, hoping that I would use them on her. Her tonics were indeed effective, making my little brother feel like a thousand tons of explosives, ready to explode at any moment, needing to find a hole to crawl into. That night, the fat Mrs. Zhang deliberately seduced me again. She walked back and forth in front of me in a transparent nightgown, her big breasts bouncing up and down, a pink bra struggling to support them, the full, fat mounds threatening to burst out. She wore a light pink lace triangle panty, with a large patch of pubic hair visible, revealing the concave cleft in her pubic area. Her actions, like a promise of free adult videos, were tantamount to implying that I could sleep with her again. To be honest, under normal circumstances, I might not have gone for it, because she was fleshy, average-looking, and not young. If it weren't for my own desires, I wouldn't have been so desperate as to sleep with that fat Mrs. Zhang several times in one night, exhausting myself to the point that I had no energy left for work. If this continued, I'd be fired by my boss sooner or later. Mrs. Zhang had planned this all along, even deliberately lending me a pornographic videotape. It was hard for me to even remember the title. I pulled Mrs. Zhang close, and through her transparent nightgown, I grabbed her large breasts. She let out a lewd laugh, twisting her fat waist, and unceremoniously unbuttoned my pants, reaching inside to find what she craved. My penis was already aroused. She held my gradually engorged penis in her hand, as if it were a precious treasure, her face beaming with joy. Although she was forty years old, her skin was still very smooth and tender. My penis felt wonderfully soft and fleshy in her hand. She stroked my penis, warming me up. I paused my fondling of her large breasts and took off my trousers and underwear so she could massage my penis. This slut, Mrs. Zhang, told me to sit on the sofa. Then she bent down, opened her mouth, and began to lick and suck my penis. She sucked with great relish, and I felt her oral skills had improved significantly. Her licking made me feel incredibly aroused. I also told her to take off her nightgown while licking my penis. I then helped her remove her bra and pulled off her underwear. She was completely naked, leaning against the sofa, sucking my penis. Since she was willing to serve my little brother, I decided to give her a good time too. I brought my head close to her vulva, parted her wet pubic hair, and stretched out my tongue to probe her flesh. As soon as I touched it, her juices flowed freely, and her whole body trembled. We were so engrossed in licking each other that we didn't notice the door opening. Suddenly, someone stood in the living room and walked over to Mrs. Zhang and me. I then saw a big-eyed girl smiling at me, while Mrs. Zhang, due to her limited vision, still didn't see her. I awkwardly stopped licking Mrs. Zhang's vulva. She asked me why I wasn't continuing, and I immediately gestured that someone was nearby. Mrs. Zhang turned around and saw the girl, staring in disbelief. It turned out that the girl was Mrs. Zhang's daughter, Xue. She and Mrs. Zhang didn't get along well, and I had never seen her come back to visit Mrs. Zhang since I moved in. I had overheard Mrs. Zhang saying that Xue had gone astray and was causing a mess outside. She had tried to persuade her but to no avail, and Mrs. Zhang had long given up on her. I never expected her to suddenly return. Eighteen-year-old Xue had part of her hair dyed blonde and wore the clothes most favored by young people. Her figure was well-developed, and my naked body was completely exposed to her. Her gaze was fixed on my wet, erect penis. Because Mrs. Zhang had sucked on my penis, it was as if coated with oil, standing tall and very imposing. Xue, like a cat seeing a fish, couldn't take her eyes off it. She asked if I was Mrs. Zhang's lover and praised my penis for being so thick—surely making her mother feel very good. She said she had never had sex with a man with such a thick penis and asked if I would like to have sex with her. Mrs. Zhang, hearing Xue's words, was both angry and resentful. This was outrageous! Two mothers and daughters fighting over a man, and Mrs. Zhang had already started getting intimate with me. This unfilial daughter had suddenly appeared and was stealing her love. She was speechless for a moment. Ah Xue casually told Mrs. Zhang that she could let me and her mother go first, and then it would be her turn. I was naturally more than happy to accept. Ah Xue was full of energy, and making love with her would definitely be incredibly enjoyable. I didn't say anything to indicate my willingness, only waiting for Mrs. Zhang's opinion. Mrs. Zhang didn't care about saving face; she was already burning with desire, and if I didn't make love to her, she would be miserable. Ah Xue waved her hand, signaling us to continue. She pretended not to exist, took a shower first, and would take over after I finished with Mrs. Zhang. That was perfect! I could go in two holes at once, finishing with Mrs. Zhang and then her daughter. Mrs. Zhang abandoned her dignity, relinquished her role as a mother, and let her daughter take over after she was done. I planned to go in at least twice, and I had to conserve my strength, especially since the second round would be with the youthful and lovely Ah Xue. I couldn't afford to lose face. I needed to quickly finish off Mrs. Zhang and recover my strength for the second tough battle. I wanted to lick Mrs. Zhang until she was in ecstasy before thrusting in, so that I could conserve my fighting power. Mrs. Zhang lay on her back on the sofa. I parted her thighs, pressed my head against her labia, and plunged my tongue deep into her vulva, licking until she moaned and groaned incessantly. Mrs. Zhang caught my head with both hands, as if she wanted to stuff it into her empty vagina. Mrs. Zhang's vaginal fluids flowed continuously, becoming thicker and thicker. My mouth was full of sticky vaginal fluids, some of which flowed into my mouth and I swallowed. I licked Mrs. Zhang until she moaned loudly, her lewd sounds coming in fits and starts. I believed that if I kept licking, I could definitely bring her to orgasm, but that would be unfair to her, as she wouldn't get to enjoy the taste of my big rod. I couldn't be biased; I should fill her vagina properly with my big rod, and then she wouldn't complain anymore. So I raised my head, signaling Mrs. Zhang to be in a doggy-style position, with her hands on the sofa, her knees supporting her body, her back to me, her plump buttocks raised high, so that I could penetrate her peach blossom cave from behind. Mrs. Zhang obediently did as I said. I walked behind her, my large, round glans facing her vulva, and with a "whoosh," half of it slid into her body. I held Mrs. Zhang's plump waist with both hands, and with another forceful thrust, my thick, long penis was fully inserted, the glans reaching Mrs. Zhang's clitoris. Her vagina was bursting open, with no space at all. Mrs. Zhang's vagina was quite tight, and her plump buttocks were very wet. I held her plump waist and began to thrust, quickly going in and out of her vagina, each thrust hitting her clitoris. Mrs. Zhang desperately arched her plump buttocks to meet my thrusts, my penis colliding with her vagina, making a slapping sound, which, together with her moans, became a beautiful symphony of sex. I thrust rapidly for over a hundred times, and Mrs. Zhang could no longer hold on, approaching orgasm. Mrs. Zhang's vagina suddenly convulsed violently, gripping my penis even tighter. She let out a low moan and ejaculated, her body feeling completely drained and broken. After she reached her climax, I continued thrusting dozens more times before finally ejaculating, shooting my hot semen into her uterus. After resting for twenty minutes, I carried Ah Xue into the room, leaving Mrs. Zhang in the living room to savor the previous pleasure. Ah Xue was even wilder than Mrs. Zhang, taking the initiative from beginning to end, sucking, licking, and nibbling on me. During the actual intercourse, she changed positions several times, making me look at her with newfound respect. Such skill at such a young age; I really need to learn her sexual techniques. I ejaculated once in Ah Xue's mouth, and then we did it a second time. However, Ah Xue's vagina disappointed me; it wasn't as tight as Mrs. Zhang's. Her promiscuous behavior outside the marriage was quite evident. Because I had ejaculated twice before penetrating her, I was less sensitive, so I could still thrust for over twenty minutes without ejaculating. I kept going until Ah Xue cried for help and begged for mercy. I lived a dissolute life for half a month, having sex with Mrs. Zhang and her daughter every night. As a result, I fell for Ah Xue's scheme and later discovered that I had contracted a sexually transmitted disease. I learned that Ah Xue had deliberately seduced me. She already knew she had an STD, and when she returned home and saw her mother having an affair with me, she planned to harm me by infecting me and her mother. Mrs. Zhang suffered the same fate as me. I didn't blame Ah Xue; it was my own greed that made me this way. However, after this lesson, I dared not stay any longer. I moved out of Mrs. Zhang's house and severed ties with her to avoid ruining my relationship with Ah Xing, which would be a greater loss than gain.

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