[Urban] Big Breasts and Wide Hips (Complete) - 25-27

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Ye Zi pressed her ear against the door, listening intently. She faintly heard voices outside.

There should be more than two people. Ye Zi looked around and found there was nowhere to hide in the room.

"What should I do..." Han Bingchan held the tubes of suction needles in her hand, looking at Ye Zi anxiously.

Another door in the room led to the next room, but that door was locked, and there was no time to open it now.

She thought of hiding behind the corner of the door and launching a surprise attack as soon as these people came in.

But that would greatly change things.

Because there might be more than two people coming in, whether she could take them down in one fell swoop was unknown.

Han Bingchan pointed to a safe against the wall inside.

In this room, besides a few beds for corpses, there was only a two-meter-high blue-painted iron safe against the wall. Ye Zi had seen it earlier, but usually such safes were locked, and there was no time to unlock them, so she hadn't considered it. But with no other options, she could only try her luck. She didn't have time to think, leaped over, grabbed the handle, and twisted it.

With a "click," the metal cabinet wasn't locked.

Ye Zi was delighted; her luck seemed to be on her side tonight. She gently pulled open the cabinet door.

What she saw almost made her scream.

Inside hung a human skeleton used for medical research, its two dark holes staring at her. Because the door had suddenly opened, the skeleton swayed slightly, as if grinning at Ye Zi.

"Ah..." Han Bingchan, on the other side, covered her mouth in fright.

The morgue was already cold, and the opening of the metal cabinet door sent a chill down her spine.

"Oh my god..." Ye Zi shuddered.

Caught completely off guard, she was nearly scared out of her wits and slammed the cabinet door shut without thinking.

Han Bingchan clutched her chest, feeling her heart pounding so hard it felt like it was about to jump out.

Time was running out; the voices outside were growing louder, indicating they were at the door and could open it at any moment.

Ye Zi was still shaken, her brows furrowing, her beautiful eyes filled with anxiety.

Her mind raced, yet remained blank. Almost instinctively, she grabbed the other handle of the metal cabinet and twisted it open.

This time, she was prepared. Taking a deep breath, she yanked the cabinet door open.

Something even more unbelievable happened.

The two policewomen could hardly believe their eyes.

Inside the metal cabinet was a person!

A living, breathing person!

The person was dressed in night clothes, wearing a black mask that revealed only their eyes.

At close range, Ye Zi and the person locked eyes, neither seeming to believe what they were seeing.

The air seemed to freeze, and time almost stopped.

"This… what is going on…"

Ye Zi wondered if she was sleepwalking: Is this real?!

The sound of a key being inserted into the lock outside convinced Ye Zi that she wasn't dreaming!

In that brief half-second, a thousand thoughts flashed through Ye Zi's mind like lightning.

"This..."

Before Ye Zi could react, the person inside the iron cabinet made a move that surprised her.

This person reached out and pulled Ye Zi inside. Seeing this, Han Bingchan, without thinking, squeezed in after them.

Just as they closed the iron door, the lock clicked open, and someone walked in.

Ye Zi and Bingchan's chests heaved, their mouths agape as they gasped for breath. What was happening here was simply unbelievable!

The space inside the iron cabinet wasn't large; with three people squeezed in, their bodies were tightly huddled together.

In the darkness, all three could hear each other's breathing, even their heartbeats seemed audible.

Through physical contact, and with a woman's intuition, Ye Zi realized that the mysterious person lurking in the iron cabinet was also a woman!

"This woman is exploring alone. What is her purpose? Could she also be here..." Ye Zi wondered.

Thinking this, Ye Zi couldn't help but glance at the mysterious woman.

There was only a sliver of light inside the iron cabinet; Ye Zi could only roughly sense that the woman was about her height and had a well-proportioned figure.

"Who exactly is she?"

The mysterious figure remained calm, holding her breath and standing motionless, watching the events unfold through the ventilation grille above the morgue.

"It seems she saw everything we did. I wonder if she's figured out our identities?" Ye Zi wondered to herself, as she too was peering through the grille.

Han Bingchan was still reeling from what had just happened, her eyes wide and palms sweating profusely. This was all utterly unbelievable to her!

Six eyes peered through the ventilation grille.

The two who had entered exchanged a few words and gestures before one of them pushed a bed from the outer edge of the room out.

The remaining person locked the door, took out medical rubber gloves from his white coat, put them on, and simultaneously pulled down his mask.

This action was somewhat unconventional, as masks were expected in a morgue.

As the person slowly turned towards the morgue, Ye Zi immediately recognized his face.

It was Yang Yuanfan!

The neurosurgeon who had been pursuing her, Yang Yuanfan.

"What's he doing here..." Ye Zi wondered to herself. Someone of his status wouldn't need to come to a place like this.

She watched as Yang Yuanfan, after putting on his gloves, lifted the white sheet covering the face of the corpse on the bed.

Ye Zi didn't know what Yang Yuanfan was doing, wondering if he was involved in the drug experiment. She recalled their past interactions; whenever she asked him about sensitive topics, he always seemed to intentionally or unintentionally avoid the question.

After removing the white sheet, Yang Yuanfan stood there, seemingly examining the corpse's face.

The three people in the iron cabinet held their breath, silently watching the unfolding events.

After a while, Yang Yuanfan began to undress the corpse.

Even from a distance, Ye Zi could see it was a woman's corpse, as the undress revealed a pair of breasts.

To their surprise, Yang Yuanfan used his gloved hands to fondle the corpse's breasts.

"No way! Could it be that he..." A terrifying thought flashed through the minds of the three women simultaneously.

"This kind of thing... Oh my god..." Ye Zi couldn't bear to think any further.

Unfortunately, the man immediately proved their suspicions true.

Yang Yuanfan climbed onto the corpse and began committing an indecent act.

The three women in the metal cabinet were almost stunned.

This well-dressed man was actually a necrophiliac!

Yang Yuanfan had no idea that six eyes were watching his shameless performance!

His body heaved rhythmically, displaying the utmost depravity.

Ye Zi finally understood why he had taken off his mask!

The smell of formaldehyde in the morgue stimulated his desire; that was exactly the atmosphere he wanted!

The three women never imagined they would encounter something so legendary tonight.

Yang Yuanfan shamelessly performed right before their eyes, revealing his deepest and ugliest side.

The three women lowered their heads at some point; they could no longer endure this visual rape.

After an unknown amount of time, when Ye Zi looked up again, she saw the man carefully putting the condom containing his semen into his pocket.

Yang Yuanfan dressed the body again, covered it with the white sheet again, then opened the door and pushed the body out.

The door slammed shut. The

person inside the metal cabinet still didn't dare to move. After a while, making sure there was no sound, he gently pushed the door open and left.

Ye Zi took the opportunity to glance at the mysterious person; she was tall and well-proportioned, dressed entirely in night clothes, with only her eyes showing.

The mysterious person gestured for Ye Zi and Han Bingchan to go out first. Ye Zi couldn't help but want to ask a few questions, but she made a gesture to remain silent.

Han Bingchan subconsciously touched the suction needles in her pocket; the four syringes were still there, stiff and unyielding. Ye Zi gently turned the lock, opened the door a crack, and, hearing no movement outside, slowly opened it fully and peeked out.

The corridor was empty; Yang Yuanfan had pushed the hospital bed somewhere else.

Ye Zi looked around, making sure no one was there, and slipped out quietly.

The two went out the way they came, passed the glass door that read "Storage Room - No Unauthorized Entry," and reached the bottom of the stairs.

Everything was going quite smoothly; they only needed to overcome one more hurdle to complete their mission!

After crossing the stairs, they suddenly heard voices ahead at the corner.

Ye Zi's heart tightened; she pressed herself against the wall, listening intently.

Perhaps because they were too far apart, Ye Zi couldn't hear what they were saying. She tried peeking out from the corner of the wall and saw two men talking at the entrance, their voices rising and falling, seemingly about the missing person.

Han Bingchan followed closely behind Ye Zi, constantly glancing behind them.

The two men continued their incessant chatter.

Ye Zi patiently waited for the next development, her mind racing, considering how to respond to various scenarios.

After a while, one of them stayed to guard the entrance, while the other walked towards the direction where Ye Zi and Han Bingchan were hiding.

"Not good..." Ye Zi abruptly pulled her head back.

The long corridor was about fifty meters long, and Ye Zi and Han Bingchan were hiding at the corner at the end. Han Bingchan saw Ye Zi pressed against the wall, taking a deep breath.

The man was getting closer.

Ye Zi reached into her robes and gripped the trigger of her crossbow.

Han Bingchan nudged Ye Zi and pointed to the bottom of the stairs behind them, indicating that they could hide there.

Ye Zi turned her head and looked at the bottom of the stairs. It was dark, and there were some odds and ends stored there. Because there was no light, it could be a hiding place. She thought it would be good to hide there and not show herself until the last moment.

The two of them retreated, bent down and crawled into the dimly lit bottom of the stairs, squatting behind a few cardboard boxes. After a while, they heard footsteps approaching. The person turned in, walked straight past, pushed open the glass door, and entered the "storage room."

Ye Zi breathed a long sigh of relief.

But the situation was not optimistic. She had carefully observed that there were no other exits, and they could only go back the way they came.

But now the exit was guarded.

"What should we do?" Han Bingchan glanced nervously at Ye Zi. The operation was more than half successful; it was just a matter of how to get out unscathed.

The two of them stayed in the darkness for a while longer without making a sound. Just as Ye Zi was about to make a move, the glass door suddenly opened a little with a "click," and a beam of light shone out.

Ye Zi was startled and instinctively shrank back, peering through the gaps in the clutter. She saw the two doors fully open, and a wheeled hospital bed was slowly pushed out.

The four rubber wheels made a heavy thud as they rolled across the floor. Then she saw a pair of feet; it seemed to be the person who had gone in earlier. The white coat almost reached the knees, and the person wore slightly dirty black leather shoes.

The person pushed the hospital bed through the stairwell, completely unaware that two people were lurking in the darkness.

But Ye Zi didn't let the opportunity slip by. Just as the person slowly passed by, she had a thought, and with a light leap, she shot a tranquilizer dart into the back of the man's neck with lightning speed.

The man groaned, as if bitten by a small insect, and then slumped down, unconscious. Ye Zi put away her bow and crossbow, rushed forward, and caught the man's body. At this moment, Han Bingchan also emerged from under the stairs, and the two of them together dragged the man inside.

A corpse lay on the bed, covered with a white sheet. Ye Zi gave a signal, and the two of them lifted the body down. It appeared to be a woman's corpse, not very heavy. After placing the body under the stairs, they covered it with some miscellaneous items.

Poor man, he'd wake up to find himself sleeping with a corpse.

Ye Zi gestured for Han Bingchan to lie down on the hospital bed. Han Bingchan hesitated for a moment but quickly lay down. Although she was wearing a mask, she first covered her face with her own handkerchief before Ye Zi completely covered her with the white sheet.

If she hadn't been a forensic doctor, this would have been quite difficult.

Everything seemed flawless, going very smoothly.

Ye Zi calmly pushed the bed forward. Once they fooled the person at the exit, they would be done.

Because Ye Zi had seen Yang Yuanfan push the body out of the metal cabinet—pushing it to the second floor was impossible; this was the only exit—she guessed the body must have been taken out of this place and returned to the hospital morgue.

Just as Ye Zi was pushing the bed around the corner, footsteps suddenly came from the stairs behind her, and someone came down.

Ye Zi's heart tightened suddenly; it was impossible to hide again, something she hadn't expected at all.

Ye Zi's eyes darted around, but she didn't dare to look back. She could only steel herself and quicken her pace, her heart pounding, and a layer of cold sweat breaking out on her forehead.

"Jia Shou? How many bodies are inside..." the person suddenly spoke as Ye Zi turned the corner.

"Um..." Ye Zi slightly turned her head and lowered her voice to reply, hoping to get away with it, because remaining silent would definitely arouse the other party's suspicion.

"Hey, are you Jia Shou?" The man sensed something was wrong.

Although Ye Zi was tall, her figure didn't resemble a man's.

Ye Zi didn't reply and quickened her pace towards the exit.

The man guarding the exit saw someone pushing the bed over and stood up to open the door. Because Ye Zi was wearing a white coat and a mask, which was the standard attire for medical staff in the hospital, and because they were some distance apart, he couldn't see anything amiss.

Ye Zi prayed silently, hoping that as soon as this person opened the door, she would be all set.

"Stop!...Who are you?" The man's short voice suddenly rang out behind her.

He was clearly suspicious.

Seeing the situation was turning against her, Ye Zi quickened her pace towards the exit, pretending not to hear his question.

"Chen Kang! Don't open the door..."

"Who are you?" The man rushed forward, a large hand suddenly landing on Ye Zi's left shoulder.

The area his hand touched was smooth and soft, and he was startled: this person was a woman!

There were never any female doctors or nurses here.

"Who goes there!" the man shouted, trying to twist Ye Zi around.

Ye Zi flinched, instinctively grabbing the man's hand with her right. She shifted her upper body, freeing her shoulder from his grasp, creating an opening. Suddenly, she twisted his arm with her right hand, while her left hand pressed down heavily on his elbow.

This was a standard grappling technique.

The man hadn't expected such skill; his upper body was restrained, and he couldn't move for a moment.

Seeing the situation, the guard at the door immediately activated the alarm.

The red light flashed incessantly, accompanied by a rapid beeping sound.

Ye Zi knew she had to get out as quickly as possible. Without hesitation, she raised her left hand and struck the man's neck hard. A cry of "Ah!" rang out, and the man collapsed.

The guard at the door realized something was wrong; a police stun baton was already in his hand.

"Who are you?" the guard shouted, rushing forward with the weapon.

Ye Zi didn't take him seriously at all. Suddenly, she raised her hand and, with a "whoosh," fired a tranquilizer dart. The man couldn't dodge in time; the dart pierced his white shirt and went into his lower abdomen. He cried out twice and then swayed and went limp.

At the same time, five or six people, alerted by the alarm, rushed downstairs. Seeing two people lying there, they

yelled and charged at Ye Zi. Seeing the critical situation, Ye Zi quickly woke Han Bingchan, handed her the keys, and told her to go open the door.

Two more people rushed down from upstairs and charged at them. Ye Zi remained silent, waiting for them to get close before suddenly kicking the hospital bed. The bed jolted and crashed into the charging people, knocking the first few to the ground.

"Ouch... damn it..." the man cursed.

"Grab him..." the men shouted, clearly enraged, as they scrambled to their feet.

Ye Zi knew she had to hold them off to buy Bingchan time.

At that moment, a man rushed towards her, throwing a punch with lightning speed.

Ye Zi nimbly dodged to the side, took a step forward, and before the man could strike again, she kicked him in the back of the knee. The man screamed and fell to his knees. Ye Zi then kicked him again in the back, and he collapsed to the ground like a starving dog eating excrement.

Before the other men could react, Ye Zi had already launched her attack. She threw a series of punches, fast as lightning, "thwack, thwack..." landing repeatedly on the faces of several men. Unable to dodge in time, they were all stunned, some with blood streaming from their noses, seeing stars, and completely disoriented.

At that moment, a man in a security guard uniform swung a stun gun at Ye Zi. She darted to the hospital bed, grabbed a white sheet, and swung it at the guard. The sheet spread out, covering him completely. Ye Zi then pushed the bed aside. The guard, unable to see, had his stun gun strike the bed frame, sparking and causing him to scream.

The men realized they had encountered a skilled fighter. Some scrambled to their feet, others wiped the blood from their noses, and swarmed her.

Just then, Han Bingchan opened the door.

Ye Zi, delighted to see the door open, kicked out several times to fend off the attackers and turned to run towards the exit. She

had only taken a few steps when everything stopped her in her tracks.

In the blink of an eye, Han Bingchan had vanished. Two ghostly white figures stood at the exit, seemingly emerging from the ground, silently blocking her path without a sound.

Ye Zi was secretly startled: "What's going on... Where's Bing Chan?"

She tried her best to calm herself down as the two figures slowly walked towards her.

Gradually, she could see clearly that it was Yang Yuanfan and Dean Ma Qingzang!

At this moment, the man behind her rushed up, trying to take advantage of her hesitation to launch a sneak attack.

Although Ye Zi was in danger, she was observant. Hearing the movement behind her, she opened her beautiful eyes, slightly turned her head, and without looking, she turned around and kicked out. There was a scream of pain, and the attacker clutched his chin and collapsed with an extremely ugly expression.

Ye Zi pulled her leg back, and taking advantage of the momentum, she spun around and squatted down, sweeping her leg like an autumn wind sweeping away fallen leaves, knocking down another man who rushed in from the side.

Almost without hesitation, Ye Zi caught sight of the men's location out of the corner of her eye. She leaped from the ground, her long leg sweeping through the air, delivering a powerful whirlwind kick to the third man's face. He screamed and collapsed to the ground, clutching his face.

The instant she landed, Ye Zi spun around, unleashing

a flurry of kicks that sent the men sprawling on the ground, groaning and unable to get up.

A gust of wind rushed in from the entrance, ruffling the policewoman's white robes, making her appear like an angel descended from heaven.

Yang Yuanfan and Ma Qingzang were still slowly approaching her.

Strike first!

Ye Zi acted swiftly, reaching into her robes to retrieve a crossbow in the instant her robes fluttered. With a sudden turn and a swift movement, she aimed at the two figures in the doorway with lightning speed, pulling the trigger almost without aiming.

Two flying needles shot out with a "whoosh..."

With a "whoosh," the tranquilizer dart pierced the clothes of the two men, but they remained unresponsive, like lifeless zombies. They paused briefly before continuing their advance.

Ye Zi was startled; this was unexpected. It seemed they were wearing protective suits underneath. Worried about Han Bingchan, she panicked, unsure what to do. Suddenly, Yang Yuanfan flicked his wrist, sending a silver beam hurtling towards her.

Ye Zi reacted the instant the other man moved. With less than thirty meters between them, she performed a backflip without hesitation. A steel ball grazed her body as it flew past. As soon as her hands touched the ground, she rolled to the side. Sure enough, Yang Yuanfan's second steel ball followed, striking her just where it had been.

Two shots missed, and Yang Yuanfan fired a third in quick succession. Ye Zi had lost the initiative and had no chance to retaliate. To dodge the third and fourth steel balls, she could only roll repeatedly, finally reaching a dead corner against the wall.

Yang Yuanfan gave his opponent no time to attack, firing a barrage of steel bullets. Another bullet was about to be launched, and Ye Zi saw no way to dodge.

Just at the critical moment, from the corner at the end of the corridor, a cold glint suddenly shot out from the darkness. Yang Yuanfan felt a flash of white before his eyes, and before he could judge the situation, his head instinctively tilted to the side. "Thud!" A sharp steel glint struck his wrist, and bright red blood gushed out immediately.

Yang Yuanfan felt a sharp pain, but gritted his teeth and didn't cry out. However, his right hand went limp, and the steel bullet fell to the floor with a "clang," vibrating up and down with a lingering sound.

Seeing the situation change drastically, Ye Zi leaped up, only to see a black shadow rush out like a black whirlwind.

It was the mysterious person hiding in the iron cabinet!

The men who had fallen got up again and blocked the man in black.

Suddenly, the man in black raised his right hand, and a handful of steel needles flew out. The men, unable to dodge in time, fell to the ground.

After a running start, she lightly leaped onto the hospital bed that lay across the aisle. With a flick of her arm, she scattered over a dozen steel needles, like a shower of stars, enveloping Ma Qingzang and Yang Yuanfan.

Ma Qingzang remained unfazed, brandishing his cane. A series of metallic clanging sounds rang out as the sharp needles were knocked to the ground.

Yang Yuanfan pulled out a remote control, pressed a button, and the stainless steel electric gate at the exit slowly descended.

"Quick, rush out..." the man in black shouted at Ye Zi in a deep voice.

The door was only about three meters high, and at their current speed, it would only take 30 seconds to close completely.

After speaking, the man in black jumped off the bed and rushed towards the exit.

Seeing this, Ma Qingzang waved his cane to block the man in black's path. The man in black raised his hand and threw a hidden weapon at Ma Qingzang. Ma Qingzang parried back,

and his cane struck the weapon. With a "poof," the hidden weapon shattered, and a cloud of smoke dissipated. Unsure of the situation, Ma Qingzang dodged the smoke. The man in black shot steel needles again from the mist, forcing Ma Qingzang back, and took the opportunity to rush forward. By this time, the electric door was already halfway down.

Ye Zi didn't have time to think. She turned the hospital bed that was lying across the aisle around, using the iron frame to clear a path, and rushed towards the exit.

With Ye Zi's full force, the hospital bed slid rapidly towards the exit.

Ye Zi's eyes were fixed on the front; the electric door was about to close.

The policewoman charged out with unstoppable force.

The four wheels of the metal bunk bed rolled rapidly, creaking, and roared away with powerful momentum.

Ma Qingcang saw the other party hurtling towards him like a train through the fog.

This was enough to shatter his old bones!

The electric door slowly descended, quickly dropping another 10 centimeters, leaving only a little over a meter above the ground.

In a flash, Ma Qingcang took two steps, his body suddenly lengthening, and he floated up like a spring, kicking his legs in the air, leaping onto the speeding hospital bed at the last moment.

Ma Qingcang lightly touched the bed board with his feet, and in mid-air, his cane was already swinging towards Ye Zi.

Ye Zi was startled; she had no time to react. With a swift, powerful backbend, she forcefully fell backward, and the old man's kick missed, flying over her head.

The wind was still whistling in her ears when, before the old man even landed, Ye Zi's waist snapped back to its original position like a spring bent to its limit. The hospital bed had already slipped from her grasp and was

now blocking the closing electric door. Ma Qingzang had landed behind her!

Ye Zi's heart leaped with joy, and without thinking, she rushed out.

As soon as Ma Qingzang landed, he swung his cane backward and pressed a button on it just as Ye Zi slipped out of the doorway.

"Swoosh!" A dart coated with a sleeping potion shot out from the steel cane.

"Ah!" Ye Zi cried out softly, her body stiffening, feeling a numbness in her back, and slowly collapsed. Before losing consciousness, she thought of Bing Chan…

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The dark, dense sky pressed down, as if heaven and earth were about to close. The boundless earth was like a black iron barrel; running frantically was futile, for she couldn't find her way. After running wildly, she suddenly realized she was still in the same place, surrounded by desolation and deathly silence.

Ye Zi was like a lost fawn, unable to find her way back.

She didn't know why she was here, or where she was...

All around her was darkness.

Helplessness, confusion, anxiety, and fear enveloped her...

It felt as if she were the only person left in the world.

A feeling of utter loneliness welled up inside her, just like the desolation of her childhood.

But there was a lingering attachment in her heart, something she couldn't quite put her finger on.

"Where is this?..."

"Bing Chan!... Ah... Where is Bing Chan?" Ye Zi suddenly remembered Bing Chan, whom she couldn't let go of.

She searched desperately, but couldn't see anything.

"Bing Chan! Where are you..." she cried out anxiously, but her chest felt as heavy as lead, and she couldn't utter a sound.

This made her even more anxious. Just as she was feeling helpless, her feet suddenly sank, as if she had stepped into a swamp. She was startled and couldn't pull herself out; she sank straight down.

"Ah..." Ye Zi struggled and cried out.

As if a ray of light had dispelled all the darkness, she woke up.

The moment she opened her eyes, she felt a sharp pain; the light was a bit too bright.

Consciousness slowly returned, and she finally opened her eyes.

Her body felt as if it had been held like this for ten thousand years, her bones seemingly rusting.

Ye Zi instinctively moved, but even that slight movement made her realize her hands and feet were locked.

Above her was a pool of fluorescent lights, the blinding white light causing her to quickly close her eyes again. A full half-minute passed before she tried to open them again.

Feeling herself lying on an operating table, her hands and feet locked to braces, Ye Zi seemed to understand something.

She tried desperately to recall, only remembering that she was about to crawl out of that door, telling herself she had to find Bing Chan, she absolutely had to find Bing Chan.

But why was this happening?

She couldn't figure it out. It felt like something was pressing on her chest. Her senses gradually returned, and she subconsciously glanced at her chest.

"What's going on?" she exclaimed in shock.

She saw that her right breast was inexplicably erect, forming a stark contrast with her left breast.

Ye Zi was jolted awake by a nameless fear. She grimaced, avoiding the bright light, and saw a pair of eyes silently watching her from a short distance away, like jackals in the darkness.

"It's him..." She would recognize him even if he were ashes.

It was Yang Yuanfan!

Yang Yuanfan was sitting in a chair, legs crossed, a thin scalpel in his right hand gently shaving his stubble. He quietly watched the beautiful woman on the operating table, like an artist examining his

work , lost in thought.

"You... let me go..." Ye Zi struggled and suddenly cried out.

"Hmm... finally awake." Seeing the beautiful policewoman on the operating table awake, Yang Yuanfan blew on the stubble on his scalpel with interest and stood up from his chair.

His right hand was injured and bandaged. He walked to the operating table and gently pulled on Ye Zi's right nipple with his left hand: "How is it? Are you satisfied with the size?"

Ye Zi knew he must have performed breast augmentation surgery on her, and she was furious: "Pervert! You scum, let me go..."

"Hehe... I've always thought your body was perfect, impeccable. Unfortunately, I'm obsessed with big breasts, so I'm taking this opportunity. I hope you don't mind."

"Beast! I never thought you were such a pervert. I was blind..." Ye Zi cursed angrily.

Yang Yuanfan smiled shamelessly: "I never expected our nurse Chen Xiaolu to be so skilled. I know you look down on me, but the more you act like this, the more I'm intrigued. I, Yang Yuanfan, have never failed to get my prey, and you won't be an exception..."

Ye Zi struggled, but her hands and feet were tightly locked, and she couldn't move.

Yang Yuanfan drew up a syringe full of breast augmentation filler material and slowly walked to the left side of the operating table, preparing to inject it into Ye Zi's left breast.

"No...don't..." Ye Zi's eyes showed terror.

"Hehe...don't be afraid...this is currently the most expensive breast augmentation material, very popular internationally. I charge five thousand yuan per case for this, but I'm doing it for you for free now, consider it a small gift from me." Yang Yuanfan said with a sinister smile.

Yang Yuanfan was not only obsessed with necrophilia but also a perverted body modification enthusiast with a strong passion for altering women's bodies. Besides working at a hospital, he also ran his own clinic, specializing in breast augmentation, vaginal tightening surgery, liposuction, buttock lifts, eyebrow tattooing, and rhinoplasty—he was capable of anything.

He did this to satisfy his twisted desires; if he encountered a beautiful woman, he would sometimes forgo payment. His skills were indeed top-notch, so business was good; many wealthy women and even white-collar workers sought him out.

Upon first seeing Ye Zi, he was astonished that heaven had created such a perfect woman, as if she were made for him. His room was filled with nude pictures of women bearing Ye Zi's image, and he would often use a scalpel to carve them out according to his desires, satisfying his extreme and insane desire for modification.

After witnessing Yang Yuanfan's necrophilia, Ye Zi felt extreme disgust towards him, but at this moment, she felt an indescribable fear. Such men were the most terrifying and cruel animals in the world, their minds filled with the most perverse thoughts.

Yang Yuanfan's smile froze, a cruel grin creeping onto his lips. He felt a profound pleasure every time he physically modified a woman.

The needle was inserted into the lower edge of Ye Zi's left breast.

"Ah..." Ye Zi frowned, feeling little due to the local anesthesia. Yang Yuanfan slowly and steadily injected the soft material into the beautiful policewoman's breast.

"No..." Watching her breasts swell was utterly cruel.

Ye Zi nearly fainted from anger.

After more than ten minutes, Yang Yuanfan finally pressed all the material into the policewoman's breast. He straightened up, adjusted his glasses, and his eyes gleamed, like an artist completing a masterpiece. Ye Zi's fair breasts stood tall and firm, irresistible to the eye.

"How about it? With these breasts, you can participate in the Miss World pageant... hahaha..." Yang Yuanfan laughed wildly, opening his mouth to take in the rosy nipple, his teeth gently biting the delicate tip.

Ye Zi was on the verge of tears, never imagining she would fall into the hands of such a person.

"From the day I saw you, I told myself you would become my most outstanding masterpiece. This is your honor..." Yang Yuanfan smiled sinisterly, a smile so terrifying.

Ye Zi wasn't easily intimidated. She knew she couldn't show pain in front of someone like Yang Yuanfan; it would only fuel his sadistic desires. Now was the time to find a way out.

After completing the breast augmentation for the policewoman, Yang Yuanfan admired his masterpiece with satisfaction. He pulled his chair closer, sat next to Ye Zi, and began shaving her armpit hair bit by bit with a sharp scalpel.

"What a pervert!" Ye Zi cursed the shameless man in her heart.

The man continued his work with focused concentration.

Just then, someone walked in. Yang Yuanfan stood up: "Director..."

"Hmm... is the injury on your hand alright?" Ma Qingzang asked.

"It's fine... with the medicine, it should be fine."

"Looks like there's a mole in the hospital..." Yang Yuanfan said.

“Think carefully about the people around you. Is there anyone who could have betrayed you? I’ll be secretly monitoring everyone involved in the experiment,” Ma Qingzang said.

“I live alone, and no one around me seems suspicious. There are so many people in the hospital; finding the traitor won’t be easy,” Yang Yuanfan said.

“Whether we find him or not is no longer important. We just need to be careful. The experiment is paused now. As long as we clean up the mess and leave no trace, my biggest worry is that the one who escaped has some evidence. Look, this is what I found on Lin Xuehua.” Ma Qingzang took out four tubes of liver puncture needles.

The Lin Xuehua they were referring to was Han Bingchan.

Ma Qingzang looked at the suction needles: "These liver tissues can reveal the drugs we use, which is very disadvantageous for us. So I've secretly removed the livers from the remaining test subjects. Some families need to hold memorial services, so cremation can't be done immediately. These two days are crucial. If we get through these two days smoothly, all the evidence will be gone. Even if they discover the organs are missing and cause a scene, let the hospital take the blame."

"Have you found out their backgrounds?"

"These two are undercover police officers. It's quite a coincidence that Lin Xuehua is actually the sister of Chief Justice Han Binghong. I felt she looked familiar the first time I saw her. I just confirmed with Lai Wenchang that she used to be a forensic doctor in the Public Security Bureau. To be on the safe side, we need to stay away for a while. The police might act desperately. Don't go back to the hospital, and stop those experiments." Ma Qingzang said.

"Who is the one who ran away?" Yang Yuanfan asked.

“It’s not certain yet,” Ma Qingzang said after a moment’s thought. “It shouldn’t be someone from the police. The steel needles she used all have extremely fine markings on them. I’ve heard of an organization called ‘Radiant Route,’ whose members are used to using these kinds of strange concealed weapons.”

“Huh? What kind of organization is that…” Yang Yuanfan asked.

“I’m not too sure either. I only heard my older brother mention it occasionally. This organization mainly operates in Asia, but it has developed rapidly in China in the last two years. It’s said that its membership is extremely complex, with tentacles reaching into all walks of life.” Ma Qingzang said, picking up the steel needles from the dish and examining them carefully.

“Is it a terrorist organization?”

“It’s a right-leaning righteous organization. Their goal is to eradicate evil, mainly to combat some heinous and wicked acts in society.”

Yang Yuanfan couldn’t help but shudder slightly as he thought of his own actions.

Ye Zi lay quietly on the operating table, listening to the conversation between the two. Seeing that Ma Qingzang had already seen through her identity, she couldn’t help but worry for Bing Chan. Despite being in such an environment, her first thought wasn't for herself. Her superiors had entrusted Bingchan's safety to her during this operation, and she somewhat regretted letting Bingchan open the door, but the situation left no room for further thought.

As the anesthesia wore off, Ye Zi fully regained her senses. She felt intermittent sharp pains in her lower body. Unable to sit up, she couldn't see her private parts, but she was certain Yang Yuanfan had tampered with them.

The room seemed large, but the light only shone around the operating table, making the surroundings dim. However, by the light, she still saw something horrifying: many glass containers filled with human organs preserved in embalming fluid, and even entire human specimens.

It turned out that Yang Yuanfan wasn't just a necrophiliac and body modification enthusiast; he was also interested in collecting the corpses and organs of beautiful women. He would never let go of any attractive female corpses he found in the hospital, and if they were valuable collectibles, he would find a way to obtain them.

Since family members usually only see the deceased one last time in the hospital ward, the aftermath is handled by the hospital and funeral home. A few families might hold a memorial service, but these are no problem for Yang Yuanfan. Based on years of experience, with a little trickery, he could switch the body he wanted. He had a way to retrieve the body before it was sent to the incinerator and put it in his embalming solution.

Ye Zi felt a chill run down her spine as she looked at the pale flesh floating in the embalming solution. She really hadn't expected Yang Yuanfan to be such a perverted and ruthless scoundrel, and what was most terrifying was that she had fallen into his hands.

The man didn't mind Ye Zi overhearing their conversation.

"'The Glorious Route' organization has a strong violent nature. In some Asian countries, they directly kidnap and assassinate those who commit heinous crimes," Ma Qingzang said.

Ye Zi's eyes lit up when they mentioned the "Radiant Route." She had heard of this organization before; she had seen its files during her training with Interpol. It was an organization that struck fear into the hearts of despicable criminal gangs. They were ruthless and secretive, showing no mercy to those with long criminal records. Those who had committed heinous acts were most afraid, always fearing that one day they would die mysteriously at their hands.

Although they claimed to be dedicated to fighting crime, this organization never cooperated with the police. They had their own principles and always acted independently, sometimes even resorting to unscrupulous means to achieve their goals. Interpol had very limited information on them because they rarely left traces after committing crimes.

Since the "Radiant Route" had a wide network of informants, it wasn't surprising that the man in black was a member. It seemed that the hospital's illegal experiments on patients couldn't be kept secret any longer; their actions preceded those of the police.

"Should we take some countermeasures..." Yang Yuanfan asked.

“Well, I’ll send these hidden weapons to my elder brother so he can examine them. Don’t go out for the next few days…”

Ma Qingzang said, walking out.

Yang Yuanfan returned to the operating table, looking at the beautiful policewoman with admiration. Her stunning face, porcelain-white skin, and cold, proud demeanor made her a perfect angel.

“Hmph…” Ye Zi glanced at him coldly and turned her head away.

Yang Yuanfan suddenly pinched the policewoman’s mouth, his fingers digging into her soft cheek.

“Ugh…” Ye Zi struggled fiercely, glaring at this beast in human form.

Yang Yuanfan’s eyes gleamed with a wolfish light. The more the policewoman struggled, the harder he pinched, his large hand deforming Ye Zi’s face.

“Hehe…” The man grinned sinisterly.

Ye Zi’s mouth was pinched open in a round shape. Suddenly, she saw a silvery stream of fluid flow from Yang Yuanfan’s mouth, slowly dripping towards her.

"Ugh..." Ye Zi suddenly realized what was about to happen. An extreme feeling of nausea overwhelmed her, and she forcefully turned her face away, trying to escape.

But the man's saliva dripped into her lovely cherry lips as expected, and a wave of nausea surged up.

How could she accept this filthy man's thing!

Ye Zi closed her eyes in despair, while Yang Yuanfan's face revealed a cruel smile.

He knew how to torment this kind of exquisite woman.

The moment the man released her, the strong policewoman gave him a powerful counterattack.

"Pfft," Ye Zi spat a mouthful of saliva fiercely in his face.

Yang Yuanfan was startled, but slowly smiled, a smile full of indifference.

"As expected of a tough policewoman, quite the spirit..."

"Shameless scoundrel! I felt uncomfortable the first time I saw you. You really are a beast in human skin..."

"Hehe... Well said..." Yang Yuanfan wasn't angry at all. He gently wiped away the saliva the beauty had given him, and said meaningfully, "So now let's put on a good show of beauty and the beast..." As

he spoke, Yang Yuanfan slowly took out a red rope.

The white doctor's coat smelled of disinfectant, and his angular face was filled with a cunning, sinister smile. His glasses gleamed white under the light.

Ye Zi shuddered as if she had been cut. It was a chilling look in his eyes, and his smile was as terrifying as a beast about to dismember its prey.

"Don't touch me... you pervert... if you... I won't let you go..."

Ye Zi seemed to know what this devil was about to do.

"Life is unpredictable. You treated my affections like dirt. If you had accepted my pursuit, perhaps we would be lying on a Caribbean beach enjoying the sun and sea breeze, instead of lying in this bed. But you didn't give yourself a chance; you rejected me..."

Yang Yuanfan said absentmindedly.

"Do you know that no woman has ever been able to resist my flowers and my tenderness? I, Yang Yuanfan, have never failed to win over a woman I set my sights on. You changed that rule... so you'll have to pay the price..."

"A beast in human clothing like you is a nightmare for women. Scum like you will never have a good ending..." Ye Zi cursed fiercely.

"Therefore, I never regret what I've done, because I don't have high hopes for my future..."

Yang Yuanfan said, tying a red string to the policewoman's left nipple.

The delicate bud tightened under the red string, and Ye Zi trembled, her brows furrowing in pain.

"Hehe..." A sinister smile flashed across the doctor's face as he pulled the red string up.

"Ah..." The policewoman groaned like an angel in a cage, her body involuntarily lifting up.

The beautiful and steadfast policewoman's pained expression pleased Yang Yuanfan.

He pulled the red rope to the policewoman's right breast, tying it around her nipple, creating a high, tight red line between Ye Zi's breasts.

Yang Yuanfan pulled the red rope to the juncture of the policewoman's legs, passing it through the small silver ring on her labia minora.

A tingling sensation spread through Ye Zi's sensitive petals; it turned out that Yang Yuanfan had pierced her while she was unconscious, no wonder she had been feeling a stinging pain in her lower body.

After passing through the silver ring on her labia minora, the red rope circled back to the policewoman's left nipple, forming an equilateral triangle between the three points.

The perverted doctor carefully licked the policewoman's snow-white thighs, the inner skin as smooth as cream.

The wet, slippery tongue made Ye Zi feel nauseous, as if a leech was crawling, slowly approaching her clitoris.

"No...don't..." Ye Zi raised her face uneasily.

Yang Yuanfan gently teased the policewoman's clitoris with the tip of his tongue, and a sudden electric current sent a jolt through Ye Zi's body.

"Hehe...so sensitive..." Yang Yuanfan pressed down on the policewoman's legs, slowly savoring the nectar of her peach blossom cave.

"...Stop...you bastard..." Ye Zi's face flushed red with anxiety, but every movement of her body triggered the red threads in her three most sensitive areas, further arousing her.

Yang Yuanfan inserted his fingers into the policewoman's vagina, probing and teasing the pink and tender flesh.

Although she vehemently disliked the man before her, her body and will went against each other, and the same phenomenon occurred when a woman's most sensitive organs were continuously stimulated.

As the vaginal walls slowly oozed nectar, Yang Yuanfan thrust his enormous male penis into the policewoman's body.

"Ah..." Ye Zi struggled desperately, the penis almost pulling in the petals of her vaginal opening, the small labia minora being pulled painfully by the ring.

Yang Yuanfan's face was etched with a devilish smile as he stared at the desperate angelic policewoman, his penis slowly pushing in.

This proud beauty would be severely punished for her past indifference and disdain towards him.

Although Ye Zi didn't reject him, Yang Yuanfan could sense that this beautiful and ethereal angel didn't have eyes for him.

This fueled his resentment.

"I told myself, what I can't have, I will never let anyone else have..." A cruel smile played on Yang Yuanfan's lips as his lower body twitched, his penis thrusting into the policewoman's icy body.

"Scum... I will never let you go..." Ye Zi thought of the man's penis, which had once entered a corpse, now entering and exiting her body, and felt as if she had swallowed a dead fly.

"You know, it's all because you're too beautiful. I can't tolerate other men having you. You belong to me..." the doctor murmured passionately as he worked.

"Oh my god... why is this happening..." Ye Zi realized she was in the hands of a madman.

The penis thrusting into her opening, pulling at her already wounded labia, causing the policewoman excruciating pain.

This was utter hell on earth, and this man was a demon from hell!

Yang Yuanfan's speed gradually increased, his heavy body relentlessly slamming against the policewoman's snow-white body.

Suddenly, the doctor grabbed the three taut red lines.

"Ah..." Ye Zi screamed.

The sudden, intense pain in her nipples and labia confirmed that this was indeed hell.

Yang Yuanfan's smile vanished abruptly.

A terrifying expression settled on his chiseled face, his eyes fixed on the violated angel, and he slightly lifted the red lines.

"Ah..." Ye Zi screamed again, her body arching in pain.

The policewoman, like an angel in purgatory, struggled with a contorted face, beads of sweat beading on her delicate nose.

The doctor thrust in rapidly, ejaculating just before the angel's collapse.

The pristine mourning hall, white curtains hanging low.

The candlelight flickered on the altar, a stick of sandalwood incense wafting softly. Beneath the

altar knelt a woman dressed in mourning clothes, her head slightly bowed, long eyelashes drooping, unwavering, her expression somewhat wooden, as if in deep meditation.

A pair of jade-like hands emerged from the sleeves of her white mourning robe, fingers as slender and delicate as scallions, resting flat on her knees, as if in repentance. A distorted shadow trailed beside her.

The soft candlelight illuminated her exquisitely beautiful face, the plain white mourning clothes highlighting a serene beauty. Everything about her was so elegant, so pure, her face adorned in white, making her exceptionally beautiful.

This excessive beauty contrasted sharply with the cold environment, creating a sense of cruelty, yet it only made her more stunning and captivating.

Her body, scented with fragrant herbs, retained a delicate fragrance; her hair was loosely styled, the roots still slightly damp from her bath.

Her legs were slightly numb; Han Binghong had no idea how long she had been kneeling.

This wasn't the first time this had happened to her. Submitting to Lai Wenchang's lewdness, more than four months of this life had passed unnoticed.

The discomforts of early pregnancy were just like during her first pregnancy: chest tightness, nausea, backache, and loss of appetite. The changes in her body were becoming increasingly obvious; her belly was gradually swelling, its outline becoming faintly visible, her breasts were expanding, her pelvis was widening, and her enlarged uterus was pressing on her bladder, causing frequent urination.

Under Lai Wenchang's coercion, she submitted a request to her workplace to have another child. Due to Liangliang's accidental death, policy allowed her to have a second child, so her application was easily approved by the family planning department. Her friends, however, didn't understand why she had approved so quickly.

At four months pregnant, the embryo had developed, and an ultrasound showed a new life forming. The thought that she had become that despicable man's breeding tool filled her with a sense of pathos. A high-ranking judge of a prestigious court, unable to use the law to protect herself—it was truly ironic. Looking at her increasingly large belly, she felt her sins were deepening.

Was everything predetermined?

A gentle breeze stirred, causing the candlelight to flicker. Han Binghong unconsciously raised her face, her gaze falling upon the memorial tablet on the altar, inscribed with the words: "The Spirit of My Beloved Son, Zhenbang. "

A chill ran through Han Binghong, her body trembling as a nameless fear gripped her. Just

then, footsteps sounded behind her.

As she turned to turn, a pair of strong arms embraced her from behind.

"Ah..."

Feeling the man's warm, broad chest, Han Binghong involuntarily leaned back.

Lai Wenchang's arms slowly tightened, holding this mature, alluring body, his face buried against the woman's fragrant ear, beginning to slowly kiss her white neck.

"Mmm..." Her body felt as if it were melting into a warm current; the feeling was wonderful.

The woman's delicate body seemed to melt, emitting intoxicating moans, soft and sweet.

Lai Wenchang kissed the female judge's earlobe, his warm breath lingering on it. Han Binghong's body had completely collapsed into the man's arms, helplessly accepting his advances.

The man's large hand had unbuttoned her mourning clothes at some point, reaching inside the collar to grasp her full breasts and knead them rhythmically.

"Ah...no..." The woman trembled, her body twisting, whether struggling or agitated, it was unclear.

Her breasts, swollen and elastic during pregnancy, were slippery; a touch would cause a finger to spring back.

Lai Wenchang pinched and played with her erect nipples, his mouth probing from behind, forcefully kissing her cherry lips.

"Mmm...mmm..." Han Binghong's beautiful eyes were half-closed, letting out soft moans .

The man's hand slowly moved down, slipping into her pubic area, exploring and probing her opening. Her secret place was overflowing with fluids, incredibly slippery. The man's teasing caused the dazed judge to lose control.

"Ah...no..."

"Look, what's this?..." The man held his fingers, dripping with her fluids, in front of the judge's eyes.

“Ah…so obscene…such a thing…”

The man pushed her forward, and Han Binghong braced herself on the ground with her hands, her knees still on the prayer mat.

Lai Wenchang lifted her plain white mourning clothes, revealing no underwear underneath, her two plump, white buttocks gleaming.

“…No…not in a place like this…” The woman seemed to suddenly realize something, struggling to straighten her body.

Lai Wenchang, of course, didn’t give her the chance, “slap,” a heavy slap landed, creating a ripple on her buttocks.

“Hmm…” The female judge winced and looked up with a dazed expression.

“Who am I?” the man asked coldly, his large hand grabbing and kneading her snow-white buttocks.

“…” The female judge hesitated, as if searching for an answer.

“Do I even need to consider this…” The man was clearly not satisfied, “slap” another slap.

“I am…Master…” the female judge quickly answered.

“Whose master?” the man pressed in a deep voice.

“Han…Bing…Hong’s master…”

Han Binghong sighed softly, knowing that the training for the night was about to begin.

“What do you need Master to do…” the man asked in a formulaic manner.

The atmosphere was peculiar; in this eerie place, there was a strange feeling.

"Ah…you're going to say those disgusting swear words again…"

Lai Wenchang liked to use this method to mentally humiliate the female judge.

"Please…fuck…me…" the female judge lowered her head and answered softly, the middle word so faint she could barely hear it herself.

This was the predetermined answer.

Such words would have been unthinkable before, but now, after countless repetitions of "training," the female judge had internalized her shamelessness. Each time she uttered them, the intense lewdness made her feel like she was falling.

How vulgar and explicit those words were!

To come from that sacred mouth was unbelievable.

Was this the upright and dignified judge in court during the day?

"Hmm…look at me…say it again…" The man was strict about details.

"Ah…this is so embarrassing…" Having said those words, Han Binghong was utterly ashamed. She lowered her head, not wanting the man to see her expression.

With no other choice, driven by the man's demands, the female judge had no choice but to raise her humiliated face, the blush still lingering.

"Look at me..." the man reached out and pulled her hair.

Everything had to be done according to the man's wishes—an unwritten rule formed over months.

There was no other way.

The female judge struggled to turn her face away, trying to see the man's face.

"Say it..." the man pressed his hands against her buttocks.

The cold air seemed to freeze, a moment of silence.

The female judge forced her eyes to meet the man's, her eyes filled with resentment.

"Please... Master, fuck me..."

"Hmm... very good..." the man stroked her plump, white buttocks with satisfaction.

This woman had submitted so completely, a complete conquest, body and soul, after four months of training!

If there had been even a shred of resistance in her heart, her eyes wouldn't have held such resentment; they would have been a look of self-pity and helplessness in the face of reality.

The man parted her thighs, his hot glans pressing against her familiar anus.

"Ah...it's there again..." the female judge sighed inwardly. Since a month ago, the man had become obsessed with her anus, an obsession that had spiraled out of control.

Her tight, supple anal canal had received countless thrusts, gradually adapting to the size of his penis, but each time before penetration, a slight tremor still gripped her, like a needle prick—she knew it was coming, but the sight of the needle still filled her with inexplicable fear. Her

closed anus, barely the size of a little finger, contracted helplessly due to her heart palpitations, unable to imagine that it would soon accommodate the man's thick genitals. Her delicate anal veins spread out neatly, surrounded by a ring of light anal hair.

"Ugh..." A long, muffled sound, as if emanating from the woman's belly.

The penis slowly pressed in, and the female judge's upper body arched, her tightly furrowed brows furrowing, her lips slightly parted, her mouth trembling slightly, her entire physiological system welcoming the powerful intrusion.

"Ah...that's the feeling..." Han Binghong was no longer unfamiliar with that powerful sense of oppression; it was a unique feeling of going from pain to pleasure, a pleasure only those who had experienced it could understand, and she was gradually becoming familiar with it.

The man calmly pushed in slowly, his enormous member gradually squeezing in, feeling the unparalleled tightness as he pushed, a feeling of being unable to move an inch that only he could understand.

"Ah...gently..." Sweat beaded on Han Binghong's forehead, she swallowed, and crawled forward two steps, trying to slow the man's pace.

Lai Wenchang gritted his teeth and thrust forward, his penis fully inserted, the glans reaching the deepest part of the female judge's rectum.

"Oh..." The female judge convulsed, feeling as if a wooden stake had been driven into her lower body.

Fullness, soreness, tension, pain—Han Binghong's heart felt like a jumbled mess of emotions, this feeling was so peculiar.

In the dark room, the man began a long, drawn-out thrusting motion, his penis repeatedly penetrating the rectum, stimulating the sensitive anal muscles.

"Ah...slower..." the female judge pleaded in distress, her features contorted in pain.

The penis filled her tight anal canal, gripped tightly by the dense sphincter muscles, leaving no room for air. The folds of her intestines scraped against her glans, causing a tingling sensation. The man dared not breathe, gritting his teeth as he thrust

in and out with painful force. Each thrust tugged at her nerves, the sensation of her intestines being pierced sending waves of pleasure through her. Soon, she was drenched in sweat, unconsciously letting out a satisfied moan.

"Ah...so deep..." Feeling as if it were hitting her stomach, the female judge began to enjoy the painful yet pleasurable anal sex.

"The advantage of going the dry way is so much better..." The man held the female judge's large, white buttocks, thrusting back and forth into her anal canal.

"I can't take it anymore..." Han Binghong shook her head helplessly, sweat trickling down her porcelain-white neck.

Her beautiful body writhed within her mourning clothes.

Lai Wenchang, aroused, grabbed the female judge's legs and stood up abruptly.

"Ah..." Han Binghong screamed and stood upside down, only her hands supporting her on the ground.

"Go!" the man said in a deep voice, shoving the female judge hard as he took two steps forward.

Han Binghong was pushed by the man, forced to crawl forward on her hands. Lai Wenchang thus escorted the female judge out of the mourning hall and towards the bedroom.

"I can't...put...me...down..." Han Binghong's arms gradually gave way.

The man ignored the female judge's pleas, forcing Han Binghong to crawl back to the bedroom like an old man pushing a cart.

The luxurious bedroom was lit with a warm orange light, and the air was filled with a captivating fragrance.

The man released her, and Han Binghong collapsed onto the floor, exhausted.

Lai Wenchang picked up the female judge and threw her onto the luxurious bed.

Han Binghong was covered in sweat, panting heavily as she lay on the bed, her chest heaving.

The man poured a large glass of red wine, drank half of it, climbed onto the bed, and kissed the female judge's lips.

A warm, mellow liquor slowly flowed into the female judge's mouth.

"Mmm..." Han Binghong wanted to refuse, but the man persistently forced the entire glass of wine into her mouth.

"Drink it..." Lai Wenchang poured the remaining half-glass of wine down the female judge's throat.

"No...no more..." Han Binghong struggled, swallowing the fragrant wine down her throat and into her stomach.

The man quickly took off his robe and climbed onto the bed, then dragged the female judge to the center of the bed and hoisted her legs onto his shoulders.

His penis found its way back into her mouth and skillfully inserted itself.

Han Binghong breathed heavily, her two fair and plump thighs raised high, resting on the man's shoulders, incredibly lewd.

Lai Wenchang grabbed one of the woman's jade-like feet, put her jade-like toes into his mouth, and savored them carefully.

In the soft light, Han Binghong was drunk and hazy, her face flushed, as radiant as a peach blossom.

The man's rough hands caressed her smooth, silky thighs.

"Mmm..." The woman murmured softly, as if in a dream. A pair of large, white breasts lay freely on her chest, a breathtaking sight, visible through her open neckline. Her

soft, warm feet, like jade, carried the faint fragrance of vanilla bath gel, intoxicatingly sweet.

Lai Wenchang embraced the female judge's two round, snow-white thighs, thrusting his thick waist, laboriously pumping in and out.

With the powerful grip of the anal walls, every movement was a test.

"It's fucking tight..." the man panted, all his strength seemingly concentrated in his lower abdomen, his member penetrating deep into her dark, bottomless rectum.

"Oh..." The familiar sensation excited the female judge involuntarily.

The man endured the pain of being squeezed, working like an old water buffalo, plowing with all his might, as tirelessly as he did with every clearing.

"Ah...no..." Han Binghong's thin eyebrows furrowed, a layer of greasy sweat beading on her forehead. The feeling of being pierced during entry and having her internal organs pulled out during withdrawal filled her with dread. That strange feeling was both terrifying and anticipated.

The anal walls were fully engaged, and the female judge went wild.

"No...no...I...ah..." Han Binghong's heart seemed to leap into her throat, her hands gripping the sheets tightly.

Lai Wenchang was also drenched in sweat, his burly body thrusting rapidly, his beer belly slamming against the female judge's plump thighs with each stroke, producing a "slap slap" sound.

"Ah...slower...I..." Han Binghong's eyes were seeing stars, her breath caught in her throat, desperately arching her body to match the man's speed, her lower body feeling like it was about to prolapse.

"Is it good...hmm?" The man's virility surged, thrusting in and out, becoming increasingly ruthless and merciless.

"I'm...dying..." Han Binghong could no longer hold on, her bulging belly forced out, her two large white breasts swaying happily.

"I'm going to make sure you die comfortably..." The man spread her snow-white thighs apart, pressing them open at a 180-degree angle, thrusting his penis in a few more times before suddenly pulling it out, moving it to the female judge's face. As soon as his penis opened, a thick stream of hot white semen shot out, "plop," onto her still panting face.

"Chirp. Chirp..." Lai Wenchang's ejaculation was particularly heavy this time, thick semen shooting repeatedly onto the female judge's dazed face. The white semen clung to her eyebrows, nose, and lips, making her look like a pear blossom in the rain, incredibly beautiful.

The man, panting, gripped his penis and trembled a few times, then flung the remaining essence onto the female judge.

Han Binghong, her face covered in semen, lay listlessly, her alluring eyes and red lips slightly parted, her delicate nose gently wafting, her breath sweet as orchids, seemingly still unsatisfied, letting the thick semen slowly trickle down her face like snot.

"Hehe...this stuff is quite good for the complexion..."

Lai Wenchang lit a cigarette, leaned against the headboard, and comfortably exhaled smoke rings.

The sound of water came from the bathroom.

Hot spring water sprayed from the showerhead, washing over Han Binghong's jade-like skin.

Her white, full body was reflected in the bathroom mirror, her four-month pregnant belly clearly protruding. Every time she saw her, she gave the impression of an unwed mother, which had already replaced her initial identity as Lai Wenchang's mistress.

After bathing, she changed out of the sweat-soaked mourning clothes and into a pink, transparent nightgown. The material was as thin as a cicada's wing, and it looked incredibly alluring on her—it was a dress Lai Wenchang had prepared for her.

Thin straps hung on her rounded shoulders, and only one button held her up at the chest, her full breasts pushing the dress high. The dress was just long enough to cover her hips, revealing her bare, plump, pink legs, and a patch of dark pubic hair peeking out from between them.

Han Binghong had never worn such a provocative nightgown before; perhaps she was the more conservative and reserved type who wouldn't usually wear such things.

Watching the woman emerge from her bath and gracefully walk by, Lai Wenchang sighed. Perhaps even Yang Guifei of yesteryear couldn't have been more alluring!

Han Binghong wanted to return to bed, but the man stopped her.

"Bring the wine..."

Han Binghong had no choice but to go to the wine cabinet and take down the bottle of red wine.

"Fill it up..." the man said, picking up a wine glass.

The female judge, like an obedient servant, filled the glass with wine.

Lai Wenchang glanced at the female judge and took a satisfied sip.

Han Binghong stood by the bed with the wine bottle, her head slightly lowered, not daring to look at the man.

"Pfft..." The man suddenly sprayed a mouthful of wine onto her chest.

Han Binghong cried out in fright, taking several steps back. Her chest was wet, and her two breasts were immediately revealed.

"Hehe...so alluring..."

"Come...lie down..." The man gestured for her to lie down on the bed.

"Ah...what are you going to do now..." The female judge felt helpless.

After the woman lay down, Lai Wenchang crossed her two plump thighs and then slowly poured the red wine from the glass into her triangle area.

"Ah...no..." A cold sensation made the female judge tremble.

Once the plump thighs were crossed, there was no gap, like a fleshy cup filled with wine.

Lai Wenchang buried his head down and sucked the nectar, making a "hissing" sound.

After finishing the wine from the grass, the man raised his head contentedly, gazing at the protruding belly before him.

Lai Wenchang gently stroked the female judge's growing belly, pressing his face against it to listen, hoping to catch the baby's movements. It was clear how much he cared for this future son, because Ma Qingzang had assured him it would be a son, and he still trusted Ma Qingzang's methods.

Seeing the man's appearance, Han Binghong was filled with shame and didn't know what to do. She felt like an animal, forcibly impregnated. A dignified judge, unable to protect herself with the law—how tragic!

At first, she felt disgusted by the fetus, feeling it was a disgrace left on her by the man. But as her belly grew larger each day, her guilt intensified. She felt sorry for her husband and son. She couldn't face herself, and didn't want to think about the future, because she couldn't imagine what it would be like to give birth to this child.

How could such a thing happen to her, to a sacred people's judge!

It was truly unbelievable.

The sight of Lai Wenchang so engrossed in the moment filled her with helplessness. Her heart was filled with conflict; after all, this was the beginning of a life. Even with a pet dog, you develop feelings for it when you spend every day with it, let alone a person—a little life she had painstakingly carried and nurtured!

"Have you noticed any fetal movements?" Lai Wenchang asked with concern.

Han Binghong turned her face away in embarrassment, unable to utter a word.

"If the baby moves, you must tell me, okay..." Lai Wenchang, preoccupied with caressing the woman's swollen belly, ignored her expression.

Although he was surrounded by many women, he always held a special affection for this judge before him. He knew very well that those celebrities and models were all just pretty faces, mediocre in ability. Han Binghong, on the other hand, was a high-quality woman possessing both beauty and intelligence, an ideal breeding machine. People say that children often resemble their mothers, and he hoped to have an outstanding son who would inherit his career and wealth.

"Stay here tonight..." the man whispered in her ear.

"No...you can't..." Han Binghong suddenly said.

"Why..." the man frowned.

“There’s a big meeting tomorrow, I need to go back and prepare…” Han Binghong said, a blush still lingering on her face, her eyebrows delicate, her lips moist.

“What meeting? Is it important…” Looking at the beauty’s alluring demeanor, Lai Wenchang’s heart fluttered. He flicked his cigarette ash, and a large hand slipped inside her plain clothes to grasp her soft breasts.

“It is very important…” Han Binghong said, her head bowed.

“Where is it…” the man kneaded her smooth, delicate breasts.

“The Provincial Party Committee Auditorium…”

“Hmm… okay… but I have a small condition…” the man suddenly seemed to remember something.

“I also want to see Judge Han’s demeanor. I’ll come pick you up tomorrow…” Lai Wenchang put down his cigarette, pressed himself against the woman, and covered her soft, crimson lips with his large mouth, his two hairy thighs nestling between her smooth, jade-like legs.

“Mmm…” Han Binghong was breathless from the kiss.

Their four legs intertwined under the covers…

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Early morning, the air was fresh, the sun shone brightly.

Han Binghong got up very early; today’s meeting was indeed very important to her.

The trial of the Tonghai Guotou bankruptcy case lasted two years and was officially concluded a month ago. The judges who participated in the case had a day of relief. The commendation meeting of the Provincial Party Committee was the greatest affirmation and encouragement for them.

This was a grand gathering for the entire provincial judicial community, with representatives from all municipal and prefectural-level political and legal systems in attendance. High-ranking officials from the Supreme People's Court would also be present. Han Binghong, as a key member of the Tonghai Guotou case team, would be commended and given a speech—an unparalleled honor for a legal professional.

Han Binghong was in particularly high spirits, repeatedly admiring herself in the mirror, satisfied with everything. The dark blue judge's uniform made her look dashing, dignified, and elegant.

Her only worry was her slightly protruding belly.

Fortunately, everyone assumed it was Zheng Yuntian and her second child, and those who knew of her "ordeal" all wished her well, hoping she would soon give birth to a son.

The little guy was particularly vigorous; she could sometimes feel his movements, though not very strong. This reminded Han Binghong of when she was pregnant with Liangliang—the feeling was so familiar. Sometimes she felt a strange joy, and she had unconsciously developed maternal love for the little life within her. After all, this was her own flesh and blood!

Putting aside the unpleasant things, Binghong carefully dressed herself. Actually, with her innate noble temperament, she didn't need makeup; she wasn't usually one for it. But attending such a grand occasion, she felt she should be more dignified, so she applied light makeup.

She glanced at the clock; it was almost eight o'clock. Originally, she was going to go back to her office first and then go to the venue with her colleagues, but last night Lai Wenchang insisted on driving her there. She had no choice but to comply, though she was a little worried he might be up to something.

Near the gate of Wanxiu Residential Area, a black Mercedes was parked there early in the morning.

Inside, Lai Wenchang leaned back in the driver's seat, idly smoking.

His interest in Han Binghong had grown stronger these days; he wondered if it was related to her pregnancy with his child. But successfully conquering this woman was a real pleasure for him. Han Binghong's submission was both expected and surprising. After spending time together, he discovered that Han Binghong, while outwardly strong, was actually a very emotional woman. If it weren't for her biological son, she might not have submitted so completely.

Looking at his watch, it was already 8:15. Lai Wenchang tossed away his cigarette butt and was about to turn on his cell phone when a graceful woman appeared in his line of sight. Her imposing judge's uniform identified her, and she carried a briefcase. Her skirt clung tightly to her full hips, outlining a captivating curve, and she walked towards him with elegant steps in her high heels.

This was none other than his goddess: the beautiful Judge Han Binghong!

Today, she looked so special, radiating a subtle joy that made her even more beautiful and charming. Every time Lai Wenchang saw her in her uniform, he felt an urge to violate her.

Lai Wenchang opened the right-hand car door. Han Binghong glanced around to make sure no one was watching before slipping inside.

The door slammed shut, leaving a faint, pleasant scent of perfume in the car.

Lai Wenchang didn't start moving immediately. He glanced sideways at the elegantly dressed judge, then placed his right hand on Han Binghong's left thigh, feeling the fullness of her thigh through her smooth, delicate stockings.

“You’re late…” The man stared at the female judge’s beautiful face.

“Really…” Han Binghong raised her left hand and saw that the exquisite Citizen watch on her wrist pointed to 8:15.

“Didn’t you say 8:15?” the female judge said, puzzled.

Lai Wenchang grabbed the beauty’s slender hand and glanced at his watch casually: “Hmm, look, it’s almost 16 minutes…”

This man was deliberately picking a fight, Han Binghong turned her head away irritably.

“So it’s necessary to give you a little punishment, to remind you to arrive a little earlier…” The man adjusted the back of his seat, making enough space between his body and the steering wheel.

Lai Wenchang put his arm around the female judge’s right shoulder and pulled her body down onto his lap.

“No… it’ll wrinkle my clothes…” Han Binghong was forced to lean against the man’s thigh.

Lai Wenchang ignored the woman’s protests and lifted her skirt with one hand, revealing her shapely buttocks covered by her underwear, which were more plump than before due to pregnancy.

"Slap!" The man casually slapped her, his fingers parting her panties to find her delicate anus, gently playing with it.

"Ah... what are you going to do now..." The female judge frowned uneasily, but made no move to resist. She didn't know when it had happened, but in front of this man, she had lost the will to resist.

"Hehe... I'll give you something new today..." Lai Wenchang grinned and inserted two capsules into the female judge's anus.

"Hmm... what are you doing..."

"Alright... the conference starts at nine o'clock, right..." The man released the female judge and started the car.

Han Binghong straightened up, straightening her wrinkled uniform. She only felt something being inserted into her anus, but there wasn't much discomfort.

"There's still more than half an hour. The weather is nice, let's go for a drive..." Lai Wenchang stepped on the gas.

"I... just take me directly to the venue... I don't want to be late..." Han Binghong said worriedly.

"Don't worry, I'll make sure you get there on time." The man looked straight ahead.

The car quickly drove out of the city and onto the one-way highway. Because it was still early, there weren't many cars on the road.

A breeze blew in through the car window, carrying a fresh scent. The suburban scenery was breathtaking; the roadside flowers, trees, and shrubs basked in the bright sunlight, everything seemingly welcoming a new day.

Han Binghong watched the scenery rushing past, her anxiety growing. She sensed this wicked man beside her was up to something again.

"Just take me there directly. It's not good to be late. I have things to discuss with the hospital leaders..." Han Binghong said.

"Don't you want to see your precious son?" the man ignored her request.

"What did you say?" Han Binghong asked in surprise.

"Nothing. Take a few more days off this month, and I'll go with you. Stay a few more days. Try to keep a good mood; it's good for the baby, you know..." the man said, placing a hand on her thigh and stroking it.

To Han Binghong's surprise, this man also had a considerate side.

Han Binghong looked down at her slightly protruding belly, unsure what to say. Watching things unfold to this point, she felt powerless. She seemed to have never resisted before. Was she really so weak? Is this really the upright and incorruptible Han Binghong?

It's unbelievable!

Yet everything is so real, and Han Binghong sometimes feels truly lost.

She attributes it all to fate!

Perhaps that will make her feel a little better…

As long as she can maintain her dignity in front of others, continue to achieve her dreams under the halo of glory, and let Liangliang grow up safely, that's enough…

That's what she thinks.

Perhaps such thoughts are selfish, perhaps they don't come from her heart, but in this world, who can guarantee that everything they do is done with a clear conscience…

Perhaps this is the helplessness of life…

“Ah… Shameful!… Why do I have such thoughts…”

She feels herself fading, sinking…

The scenery around her flashes by like memories, and Han Binghong tries to find excuses for herself.

“What is the right way to live?”

Hasn't she always strived to be an upright and noble person, adhering to principles, enforcing the law impartially, maintaining integrity, and being honest and upright in public service? But in the end, what has become of her…?

"Ha... what talk of life philosophy, worldview... it's all self-deception and deceiving others! Who in this world can truly face the so-called moral laws!"

Think about it, those corrupt officials standing in the dock, before their crimes were exposed, weren't they all praised as public servants? In fact, these high-sounding people are the most rotten cancer in this society. What kind of moral principles do they follow?

"Ha... who can distinguish right from wrong, who can remain virtuous, who can be a wise man for life?"

"Who doesn't have a selfish and cowardly side deep in their soul?"

At this moment, Han Binghong seemed to understand the situation Gao Jie faced back then. Making choices between family and career, kinship and love, worldly views, and ethics is no easy task, especially for a woman.

Perhaps it was her most fatal weakness as a woman that led her to this point.

Destroying traditional moral values is a risky endeavor; once the original constraints are broken, one becomes dissolute…

After countless ups and downs and struggles between inner conflict and reason, the noble female judge succumbs to both physical and spiritual depravity…

The man, of course, is unaware of the complex and thorny path the female judge beside him is navigating; he is simply anticipating an exciting scene.

The car sped along the straight highway like the wind, the enchanting scenery along the way captivating.

But Han Binghong began to stir restlessly, her body twisting and turning as she tried to suppress the changes within her, yet her anxious expression could not be concealed.

“Stop… I want…” Han Binghong finally couldn’t hold back any longer.

“What…” The man glanced at her with ill intent, a sly smile flashing across his face. “

So that’s it…” Han Binghong suddenly realized that Lai Wenchang had tampered with her anus.

“Couldn’t hold it in anymore… hehe…” Lai Wenchang chuckled smugly, gripping the steering wheel.

"Let me down... I'm about to come out..." The changes inside her body suddenly intensified, her stomach churning like a stormy sea, a powerful torrent suppressed in her anus, threatening to burst forth at any moment.

"What do you want to do... Speak clearly..." The man played his tricks again.

"You... Ah... I really can't take it anymore... Stop the car..." Han Binghong frowned, nervously shifting her large, throbbing buttocks, beads of sweat already forming on her forehead.

The effects of the drug surprised Lai Wenchang; these enema capsules were imported from Japan, small in size but incredibly potent.

"Say it... What do you want to do... Why are you still shy in front of me..." Lai Wenchang was forcing the female judge to destroy her dignity.

"...I... I need... Ah... Let me down... I need to defecate..." Han Binghong could no longer hold back, pleading restlessly, her hands flailing wildly over her thighs.

"Hehe... There are no toilets in this place, stick your butt out the window and do it..." the man laughed.

"No... No way..." This was just too shameful.

The car had already left the city, with roadblocks and high guardrails on both sides, and only overgrown weeds.

"You don't want to get out and pee on the roadside, do you...?" The man turned to look at the extremely embarrassed female judge.

"Ah, so shameful... in broad daylight... if a car passes by... I'd be so embarrassed if someone saw..."

Han Binghong was extremely anxious, looking around anxiously.

The pressure inside her buttocks was increasing, and some liquid seemed to have already seeped out. Han Binghong couldn't care less anymore. She quickly pulled her skirt down to her knees, pulled down her underwear, turned her back to the car window, bent over, knelt on the seat, looked back at the window, and stuck her buttocks out.

"Ah..." The beautiful judge closed her eyes, and with the pressure inside her, a yellowish-brown stream shot out from her snow-white buttocks, drawing a rainbow in the air.

After the gushing, softened golden streams fell down, scattering along the road.

"How does it feel? Exciting, isn't it..." the man said with a wicked grin.

Han Binghong wrinkled her nose, carefully wiping her bottom with toilet paper, ignoring Lai Wenchang's words.

This man was truly despicable, coming up with such a method.

"Your underwear seems to have something on it, take it off and give it to me..." Lai Wenchang glanced at the female judge.

After relieving herself, Han Binghong felt much more relaxed, leaning back in the leather chair, panting.

Lai Wenchang glanced ahead, seeing no cars, and reached out to pull off the female judge's underwear.

"Hmm...you really can't wear it anymore..." he said, throwing it out of the car.

"No..." Han Binghong realized that the light yellow panties had already flown to the back of the car.

"Oh my god, how am I going to the meeting like this..." Han Binghong complained.

"Hehe...what's so special about not wearing underwear...it's cool and convenient, no one would know if you didn't tell..." the man laughed.

Han Binghong looked at her watch; it was already 8:45.

The car made a long detour back into the city, without any obstacles, arriving at the provincial auditorium at 8:55.

The provincial auditorium is magnificent and is the venue for important meetings of government departments, as well as many major cultural performances. In front of the twenty-step long staircase is a large square, which is now full of various cars, all of which are from the political and legal departments at all levels who have come to attend the meeting. The square is also full of judicial personnel in various uniforms, many of whom have come from other cities. 02-25
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The Provincial Party Committee and the Provincial Government highly praised the success of the Tonghai Guotou case and held this commendation conference for the political and legal system, because this is a case of great significance to the times. It can be said to be a milestone in the history of Chinese law and a milestone in China's move towards a market economy.

Lai Wenchang stopped far away. Han Binghong straightened her clothes and opened the car door.

Just as she was about to get out of the car, the man suddenly pressed down on her thigh and slowly touched her from the inside of her leg.

"...No...there are many people here..." Han Binghong frowned.

The man's claws directly probed into the warm and moist triangle area.

The place where his hand touched was a large patch of lush grass, thick and thick. His fingers found the entrance and dug in.

"Ah...stop..." Han Binghong pressed her hand against the man's, trying to stop him.

"I'll be waiting for you after the meeting..." Lai Wenchang withdrew his clutches.

Han Binghong opened the car door and got out, suddenly feeling the emptiness in her lower body, her genitals completely exposed to the cold air.

Han Binghong was startled, only then realizing that her underwear was gone. She had never experienced this before, so the feeling was particularly intense.

She subconsciously took a few deep breaths, calmed herself, and looked around. The square was full of people.

As one of the judges who had the opportunity to speak at this conference, Han Binghong was the focus of everyone's attention. Her performance in the Tonghai case had made her famous in the legal community, and many people in the political and legal system knew her.

"Clatter, clatter, clatter..." Her high heels tapped rhythmically on the cement floor, making an elegant sound. Han Binghong walked steadily towards the entrance of the auditorium, her posture dignified and solemn, showing the demeanor of a people's judge.

The feeling of the air flowing freely in her groin was very strange. Han Binghong felt as if she had lost a barrier, and she took each step very carefully.

Walking through the crowd and greeting acquaintances every now and then felt wonderful. Han Binghong kept looking for her colleagues from her unit.

"Binghong!"

Someone called her. Han Binghong looked around and saw Ling Yushuang and Gao Jie walking towards her.

"Why are you so late? I tried calling your cell phone but no one answered..." Gao Jie asked.

"I couldn't help it... something came up... I was supposed to come with people from work, but I had to deal with it first, so I'm a little late..." Han Binghong explained.

"What could be more important than this... my Supreme Court Justice!" A woman's voice came from behind.

Han Binghong was startled and turned around to see a woman in a judge's uniform, just like her, smiling as she walked towards her.

"Qingheng!... It's you?" Han Binghong looked surprised.

"Who else could it be but her..."

Ling Yushuang smiled. "Qingheng is representing the Supreme People's Court at this meeting!" Gao Jie said from the side.

"Why didn't you notify us beforehand?" Han Binghong said excitedly, tightly holding Lin Qingheng's hand.

Lin Qingheng was her best friend from university. Back then, Han Binghong, along with her, Gao Jie, and Ling Yushuang, were renowned as the four most beautiful legal women on campus, known as the "Four Pure and Immaculate Beauties." Among the four, Lin Qingheng was the most talented. Due to her good family background, Lin Qingheng was assigned to a local court in Beijing after graduation, and a few years later

, she was transferred to the Supreme People's Court. "Binghong, it's been so many years! I can't believe you've become even more beautiful! It's truly enviable!" Lin Qingheng said with a smile.

"You're still so good at sweet-talking... I'm really impressed..." Han Binghong thought to herself, secretly pleased.

Of the four, Lin Qingheng was the most talented, but in terms of looks, Han Binghong was the most beautiful. Lin Qingheng wasn't just flattering her; she spoke from the heart. The Han Binghong before her possessed a more mature beauty than the campus beauties of yesteryear.

Han Binghong was very excited, never expecting to meet her best friend of so many years at this time. It felt like she had so much to say.

"Why didn't you tell us beforehand? We could have welcomed you!" Han Binghong looked at her travel-worn friend.

"I wasn't originally scheduled to come, but the original team had other assignments, so they decided to send me instead. I saw that everyone has been so busy these past few years, and it's a rare opportunity to get together, so I just went along with it...

" "I called Gao Jie before I left yesterday. Didn't she tell you?" Lin Qingheng asked.

"We wanted to give her a surprise..." Gao Jie and Ling Yushuang laughed.

"Gao Jie and Yushuang told me about your situation. Just let things take their course, everything will be alright..."

Lin Qingheng noticed Han Binghong's slightly protruding belly.

"Thank you... I'm fine... Qingheng, I'm so happy to see you... really..."

Han Binghong's eyes were a little moist.

“Alright… let’s go into the venue first… tonight we’ll have a welcome dinner for Qingheng, we can talk about it then…” Gao Jie said from the side.

In the distance, Lai Wenchang saw Gao Jie in her prosecutor’s uniform from his car and recalled the scandalous affair from two years ago. Gao Jie hadn’t changed at all in those two years; under her husband’s care, she had become even more beautiful and charming.

It was almost nine o’clock, and the attendees began to enter the venue.

Han Binghong walked into the venue with Gao Jie and the others, but with each step, she felt uneasy. Not wearing underwear always gave her a feeling of insecurity, as if something was missing. Although others couldn’t see it, she felt a little guilty. She kept telling herself to be careful and not make a fool of herself.

The huge auditorium was packed, filled with representatives from the Discipline Inspection Commission, the Procuratorate, the Court, and the Public Security Bureau. Officials from the Legal Affairs Bureau and other departments gathered, while key figures from the Provincial Party Committee and Provincial Government sat on the dais.

The venue was solemn and dignified, with the sacred national banner hanging on a red backdrop, adorned with red and green bonsai plants. Bright lights shone down, and the dais stood in a row, with a podium in front of it.

Han Binghong, representing the Provincial Higher People's Court, sat in the front row of the audience. During the meeting, she would speak on stage as a representative of the Tonghai major case team.

The venue was bustling with people, all in high spirits, exchanging greetings with acquaintances. It was indeed a celebratory event for the political and legal system.

At 9:15, the conference officially began.

The venue fell silent as Liu Ziming, Secretary of the Standing Committee of the Provincial Political and Legal Affairs Commission, announced the start of the conference and delivered the opening address.

"Comrades, history will not forget that two years ago, Tonghai International Trust and Investment Company, described as an 'unsinkable aircraft carrier' and one of Asia's top 500 financial enterprises, ran aground in the tide of the market economy and was declared bankrupt by the Provincial Higher People's Court. This news was like a bombshell, shocking China and the world.

It created the myth of China's financial invincibility, truly ushering in the market for China's financial industry and marking a new era for the rule of law in China. Under the attention of the Party Central Committee and the State Council, with the correct guidance of the Supreme People's Court and the strong support of judicial organs at all levels throughout the province, the Provincial Higher People's Court successfully concluded this historic case, winning valuable credibility for our government on the world economic stage and accumulating valuable experience for the construction of our legal system.

History will not forget the arduous work of the people's judges in this world-renowned bankruptcy case; history will not forget the great achievements of the people's courts in promoting the construction of a socialist market economy; history will ultimately remember all of this!" On behalf of the Provincial Party Committee and the Provincial Government, I congratulate you on the successful conclusion of this major case and express my respect and gratitude to the judges who have worked tirelessly and diligently during the trial! A round of

enthusiastic applause filled the room. Next came speeches from the Secretary of the Provincial Commission for Discipline Inspection and a representative from the Supreme People's Court. These were all congratulatory remarks. The President of the Provincial High Court, Guo Bailing, gave a concluding speech on the entire case. "Distinguished leaders, comrades, good afternoon. First of all, on behalf of the Provincial High People's Court, I would like to express my gratitude to all the comrades on all fronts who have supported our work over the past two years. With the support of the Provincial Party Committee and the Provincial Government, and with the strong assistance of judicial departments at all levels, we have successfully concluded the bankruptcy case of Tonghai International Trust and Investment Company." "Window company credit" financing on a global scale once played a positive role in the economic and social development of our province. However, due to the lack of a sound regulatory mechanism and risk prevention system, Tonghai Guotou went bankrupt. Unlike in the past, this bankruptcy case was not handled entirely by the government. This is an important step for China's financial reform towards internationalization and a new challenge for the judicial system. The Tonghai Guotou case has set several precedents for bankruptcy cases in China: it is the first bankruptcy case of a non-bank financial institution in China; it is the bankruptcy case with the largest amount of bankruptcy assets accepted by the people's court; it is the bankruptcy case with the most obvious foreign-related factors; it is the first bankruptcy case in which a Chinese court's bankruptcy ruling has been recognized overseas; and it is also the first bankruptcy case in which the Supreme People's Court issued an explicit notice requiring courts nationwide to cooperate and support the trial. " The venerable dean, his temples now gray from years of experience, still radiates vitality. When Guotou went bankrupt, it caused a huge uproar. Before its bankruptcy, Tonghai had illegally absorbed 500 million yuan in personal savings deposits, affecting over 20,000 individual depositors. Its securities branch had also illegally misappropriated over 100 million yuan in margin deposits from investors, affecting over 80,000 people. After the bankruptcy declaration, the inability to guarantee the legitimate rights and interests of over 100,000 people would inevitably have serious consequences for social stability. There were also over 400 creditors both domestically and internationally, countless unresolved issues, and various debt disputes arising from triangular debts. The complex liquidation work seemed like insurmountable mountains. Creditors from all directions formed a massive debt-collecting army, aiming directly at the courts, creating a sense of impending doom. Various difficulties followed one after another. There were no readily available experiences in the history of Chinese judicial trials to draw upon; the heavy responsibility of history fell on the shoulders of the judges of the Provincial Higher People's Court."

Today, he can finally sit here and announce to the whole society the termination of the Tonghai Guotou bankruptcy proceedings. All creditors have received the most reasonable compensation, with a maximum recovery rate of 12%, the highest in the country and rare internationally.

This is mainly due to the highly responsible and team-oriented team he led. Every judge on the collegial panel was a carefully selected expert and backbone of the team. They worked diligently and quietly, and no one delayed the trial work due to personal matters; no one asked their superiors for overtime pay; and no one dragged down the team because of personal issues.

He placed all his hopes on the elite collegial panel led by Han Binghong, and the facts have proven that he made the right choice!

The successful conclusion of the Tonghai Guotou bankruptcy case was mainly due to Han Binghong's creative approach. She dared to break with convention, pioneering internationally accepted practices, prioritizing the protection of creditors' rights, acting decisively and proactively, and dedicating herself wholeheartedly to judicial practice. Her pragmatic work attitude and style yielded fruitful results, saving considerable time for the case's progress. It was successfully concluded in just two years, while internationally it typically takes four to five years.

"Our judges creatively conducted their work in the bankruptcy case, providing valuable experience for the Supreme People's Court in formulating the latest judicial interpretations and revising the Bankruptcy Law. This is the greatest achievement of this case, distinguishing it from others. It is no exaggeration to say that the work of the High Court judges served as an 'experimental field' for the courts in handling large-scale bankruptcy cases under China's market economy conditions. It set a precedent. I am proud of our hardworking judges, thank you..." Guo Bailing closed his speech, looking up at the countless eyes below the stage.

The hall erupted in enthusiastic applause again, the highest affirmation of the people's judges.

Tears of excitement welled in Han Binghong's eyes. Her selfless dedication had finally earned recognition and praise—a most gratifying moment for a legal professional!

The atmosphere in the hall was incredibly enthusiastic, with leaders on the stage speaking one after another.

Lin Qingheng, representing the Supreme People's Court, also spoke, highly praising the conclusion of this massive bankruptcy case. She specifically summarized several technical issues, highlighting the innovative trial methods Han Binghong pioneered, demonstrating her exceptional wisdom and subjectivity during the trial—key factors in the case's successful resolution.

"Now, let's invite Chief Judge Han Binghong to the stage to speak! Please welcome her..."

The voice from the loudspeaker echoed throughout the auditorium.

Applause surged like waves behind her.

Binghong rose from her seat, straightened her clothes, and strode confidently onto the stage.

With each step, a chill ran down her thighs; the air flowing between her bare thighs was undeniable.

Even more unsettling was the familiar itching emanating from that area.

"Damn it! How could this happen..." Han Binghong felt uneasy. Suddenly, she remembered Lai Wenchang touching her private parts before she got out of the car; he must have tampered with her.

"Despicable..." Han Binghong cursed inwardly. She stood in front of the podium, facing hundreds of pairs of eyes, with high-ranking officials in the chairman's seat behind her.

She suppressed the urge to groin and smiled, presenting her best image to the crowd.

A commotion arose in the audience, with people whispering among themselves. Clearly, Han Binghong's beauty impressed them. She had gained notoriety in the Tonghai case, and many in the judicial system knew her name, though none had ever met her.

Han Binghong cleared her throat and spoke into the microphone: "Distinguished leaders, comrades, good afternoon. After two years of trial, the bankruptcy case of Tonghai International Trust and Investment Company, with the support of the Provincial Party Committee and Provincial Government, and relying on the wisdom and hard work of all staff members of the Provincial High Court, has finally come to a successful conclusion today.

As a member involved in this case, I would like to express my heartfelt gratitude to those who supported me and to the leaders who trusted me. Here, I want to clarify that the final conclusion of the Tonghai case is the result of the joint efforts of all judges of the Provincial High Court; I am merely one part of it.

This case has touched the hearts of many people from the very beginning. Since there was no precedent to follow, after the Guotou bankruptcy series of cases officially entered the trial process, how to establish a fair and efficient trial model became the key to successfully handling the case.

Based on the actual situation, we absorbed the advanced experience of our foreign counterparts, referred to international practices, and hired an internationally renowned accounting firm to conduct financial liquidation. Under the guidance of the Supreme Court, we creatively set the trial framework as a point-to-area approach, comprehensively advancing the process, effectively solving the problem of dispersed creditor claims from the perspective of the overall situation."

"Ah...no good..." Han Binghong spoke while her lower body began to leak fluid, making her extremely embarrassed but helpless. She couldn't afford to make a fool of herself now; she had to endure it.

"Our pioneering Creditors' Committee system has maximized the transparency of bankruptcy liquidation work and protected the interests of creditors. Behind this case lies the enormous dedication of the investigators; without their hard work and meticulous patience, we wouldn't have achieved what we have today," Han Binghong continued.

"Our judges ensured the progress of the case with their high level of enthusiasm. In balancing work and family, all the case handlers prioritized their work. Over the past two years, no one can remember how many overtime hours they've worked.

One judge, as far as I know, worked until three or four in the morning, took a short rest, and then threw himself into the work of the next day, sometimes even catching an early flight to report to the Supreme People's Court. It is their selfless work and unwavering dedication that earned them high praise from the creditors, allowing them to see the advantages and high efficiency of China's judicial system.

After the storm comes the sunshine. We have reason to believe that the successful conclusion of the Guotou bankruptcy case will further solidify the concepts of a rule-of-law economy and a credit economy in people's minds. And economic development with the guarantee of the rule of law will surely lead our reform and opening-up cause to a more brilliant tomorrow."

The female judge's words were melodious and rhythmic, bringing the speech to a climax.

The hall erupted in prolonged applause once again; everyone was captivated by the beautiful female judge's charm.

No one knew that at that moment, streams of vaginal fluid flowed down the female judge's thighs, seeping into her stockings.

The conference concluded with awards presented to those who had made significant contributions.

Finally, the meeting ended, and Han Binghong's private parts were overflowing with lustful fluids.

She felt increasingly unlike a judge. After the meeting, Han Binghong deliberately avoided Gao Jie and the others, fleeing the venue like a guilty child. Back in Lai Wenchang's car, Han Binghong finally breathed a sigh of relief, at least she hadn't made a fool of herself.

She hadn't worn underwear under her skirt, and her crotch was a mess; the annoying itching made her blush and feel utterly embarrassed. Lai Wenchang had waited outside the venue for a full three hours. "Couldn't hold back, huh..." the man said with a wicked grin, starting the car. Han Binghong ignored him; this man was truly insidious. "How does it feel to give a speech in front of so many people without underwear, Judge Han?" the man asked deliberately. Han Binghong turned her head away irritably. "Take me home quickly..." "No rush, I've ordered lunch for you to celebrate..." the man said as he drove. The car drove towards a scenic hot spring resort outside the city. A black Santana parked some distance away emitted a wisp of black smoke and followed at a distance. Lai Wenchang was completely unaware. The hot spring resort is a famous scenic spot, surrounded by lush trees, with beautiful mountains and clear waters, making it a great place for tourism, leisure, and vacation.

Han Binghong wiped the water from her thighs with a tissue, remaining noncommittal about the man's arrangements. She had grown accustomed to this man arranging everything for her these past few days.

"You seem to be reaching your limit. Should I give you a quickie to satisfy your craving…?"

the man said lewdly, noticing the female judge's unease.

Han Binghong's face flushed, and she lowered her head, adjusting her skirt. "Today is your big day of fame and fortune. I've prepared a gift for you. Open it and see…"

the man took out a beautifully wrapped box from the side.

She hadn't expected this crude man to resort to such tactics, but receiving a gift was always a pleasant experience for a woman, and Han Binghong was no exception.

Like a woman experiencing the sweetness of first love, Han Binghong slowly untied the colorful ribbon, thinking that her husband, Zheng Yuntian, hadn't given her a gift in a long time.

"What could it be?" the female judge wondered curiously.

Lai Wenchang glanced sideways at the beautiful judge; this woman was truly a rare beauty.

Han Binghong opened the box and her face flushed crimson.

Inside was a realistic male phallus, the kind for female masturbation.

"I don't want this kind of thing..." Han Binghong turned her head away in embarrassment, still clutching the box.

"Hehe...doesn't it look familiar? Let me tell you, it's made to my exact measurements, perfect for someone like you..." the man chuckled wickedly.

Seeing the beautiful, shy judge's demeanor, the man's heart stirred. He drove the car into a grove of trees by the roadside.

Lai Wenchang turned off the accelerator, leaned close to the judge, and took out the grotesque-looking phallus from the box.

"Do you know how to use it? I'll teach you..." Lai Wenchang placed the phallus in front of the judge, pressed the switch on the handle, and the large thing immediately began to vibrate and twist, extremely obscene.

Han Binghong blushed and tried to back away, but the thing, as if possessed, twisted even more smugly.

Lai Wenchang pressed down on the female judge, his mouth close to her ear, teasingly whispering, "You'll keep this treasure in your handbag from now on. Take it out and use it when you need it at work, understand..."

"No... I won't... I won't..." Han Binghong blushed deeply with embarrassment. How could a dignified and upright woman use such a vulgar thing? It was too shameful.

"Still shy... Look how wet you are down there... Hmm?"

The man's hot breath continued to seduce the female judge's ear, teasing her in the most lewd way.

"No... no..." Han Binghong's body went limp, and she breathed weakly. It was indeed very shameful to be called out like that by the man.

"Hehe... You still want my real thing, don't you..." The man pressed the dildo against the female judge's full breasts.

"Ah... no... don't say that..." The noble and beautiful judge slumped against the car door, with nowhere to escape.

Lai Wenchang glimpsed the deep, white cleavage through the half-open neckline, then inserted his dildo and unbuttoned his uniform.

"Mmm..."

Lai Wenchang tossed aside the bra and pressed the dildo against the full, white breasts.

Just then, a miracle occurred; some white milk overflowed from the dark nipple.

This was Han Binghong's colostrum!

The female judge was incredibly ashamed that she had milk so quickly. The

man excitedly pulled off the judge's top, took her nipple into his mouth, and squeezed hard, releasing a stream of fresh human milk.

"Ah..." It tasted so good!

Lai Wenchang simply lowered the front seat, turning their seating area into a small double bed.

Han Binghong watched the man suckle her milk like a baby, feeling utterly humiliated. The feeling of milk being drawn from her breasts was so strange. Liangliang had been breastfed with formula; she had no experience with breastfeeding. She never imagined that this man would possess the most sacred colostrum a mother could receive.

Lai Wenchang buried his face in the female judge's breasts, his large hands squeezing and kneading her white breasts, greedily sucking her pure breast milk.

"No...it's so embarrassing..." Han Binghong's milk was being continuously sucked out.

"Mmm...so fresh..." the man licked his lips.

Suddenly, Lai Wenchang sat up, quickly unzipped his pants, and straddled the female judge's breasts, using her large, white breasts to clamp his penis and thrusting back and forth.

Feeling the smooth, tender breasts, his penis moved in and out of the tunnel formed by the flesh.

Milk continued to overflow, moistening the hot penis in the cleavage.

The man grabbed the female judge's hands, forcing her to press her breasts together from both sides.

"Ah...disgusting...this kind of thing..."

His penis thrust in and out of the surging waves of breasts, growing thicker and longer, the glans already touching the female judge's chin.

"From now until you're fifty, you're in your breastfeeding period, understand?" The man swayed his thick waist back and forth, his lower body pressing against the female judge's breasts.

"No...don't do this..." Hearing the man's incoherent words, Han Binghong protested weakly.

White milk gushed out, flowing over the female judge's chest.

Inside the car, a scene of eroticism unfolded, while outside, in the distance, a pair of eyes were watching this scene through binoculars.

A flame of hatred burned in the deep pupils.

(20)

"Hehe...this breast sex feels really good." The man lewdly chuckled, pinching the female judge's erect nipple hard.

Han Binghong's eyebrows furrowed, and she thrust out her full breasts.

Due to the medication to induce lactation, this area was more sensitive than usual, and seemed to be accumulating a desire.

"No..." The female judge grabbed the man's hand in a daze, seemingly wanting to stop him, yet also seemingly craving the man's further violation of her breasts.

The body's needs are the most real, and subtle body language cannot escape the man's eyes.

Rough, large hands began to roughly grasp and knead the female judge's breasts, fingers digging deep into her soft, elastic flesh.

Lai Wenchang slipped one hand under the judge's skirt, two fingers digging directly into her vagina.

"Oh..."

Han Binghong's legs naturally bent, her brow furrowed, her head tilted back, her lips parted, and a low moan escaped her throat.

The man's two fingers vibrated rapidly deep inside her, and the judge's body trembled and arched.

"No..." Han Binghong finally cried out, unable to bear it any longer, trying to back away.

The man didn't give her a chance, his fingers continuing to probe deep inside.

"How is it... do you want it?" The man's hands didn't stop, staring at the judge's pained expression.

"Ah..." The mature and beautiful judge trembled violently.

The man slowly withdrew his fingers, carefully examining the vaginal fluid that covered them.

"Hehe..." The man chuckled lewdly and smeared the fluid onto the judge's uniform.

Han Binghong's two snow-white thighs were spread wide open, one leg resting on the man's shoulder and the other on the steering wheel. Lai Wenchang knelt in the middle, his swollen glans pressing against the female judge's wet vulva, rubbing back and forth.

Just as Lai Wenchang was about to enter, suddenly, with a loud "bang," glass shards flew everywhere.

It was like a bolt from the blue!

A large hole was smashed in the front window of the car.

Before Lai Wenchang could react,

"Bang!" The left-side window shattered as well.

"Bang...bang...bang..."

A series of violent blows followed.

Glass shards flew everywhere, like sharp blades piercing the car.

"Ah..." Han Binghong screamed in fright from the flying glass shards, covering her face with her hands.

Outside, a man was frantically smashing the car with a baseball bat.

Lai Wenchang's penis went limp, and glass shards littered the seat. After everything calmed down, he saw the man standing outside: Zheng Yuntian!

Zheng Yuntian threw down the wooden bat, rolled up his white shirt sleeves, and opened the car door from the outside.

"Get out..." Zheng Yuntian grabbed Lai Wenchang by the collar and forcibly dragged him out of the car.

Before Lai Wenchang could even regain his footing, a solid punch landed on his face.

Stars flashed before his eyes, and hot blood gushed from his nose.

"Fuck your mother..." Zheng Yuntian's eyes widened in fury, and with another heavy punch, "Bang!"

Fists filled with hatred rained down on his opponent's eyes, ears, nose, and mouth.

Lai Wenchang, still naked from the waist down, was left dizzy, bloodied, and utterly disheveled by the relentless beating.

Zheng Yuntian was physically strong, a former athletic star in university, and had also trained in martial arts. Being over a decade younger, Lai Wenchang had virtually no chance to retaliate.

"Bang!"

Zheng Yuntian, panting heavily, struck Lai Wenchang's bulging belly hard.

Lai Wenchang didn't even cry out, clutching his stomach as he slowly collapsed.

"You bastard, I warned you, don't mess with my wife! You think I'm a pushover?!" Zheng Yuntian squatted down, grabbed his hair, and snarled.

Lai Wenchang's face was bruised and his nose was swollen, blood streaming down his face, staining a large patch of his shirt red.

Zheng Yuntian was still not satisfied and stood up, kicking Lai Wenchang's body hard.

"Did you order my son's disappearance?"

Lai Wenchang finally realized he had underestimated his opponent, a former National Security Bureau officer.

"Will you talk or not..." Zheng Yuntian grabbed Lai Wenchang's neck.

"Stop, don't hit me..." Han Binghong had already put her clothes back on and climbed out of the car.

"Bastard, tell me where you hid my son, or I'll cripple you today!" Zheng Yuntian tightened his grip, Lai Wenchang's eyes widened, almost popping out of their sockets.

"Yuntian, calm down..." Han Binghong rushed over.

"Don't do this, this will kill someone, listen to me..." Han Binghong hugged her husband tightly.

"Lai, I told you, if you push me too far, I'll fight you to the death." Zheng Yuntian's eyes were bloodshot.

"Ah..." Lai Wenchang groaned.

"Yuntian, stop hitting me, listen to me..." Han Binghong shouted loudly.

"Listen to you?" Zheng Yuntian suddenly stopped.

"Fine, then you speak, I'm listening..." Zheng Yuntian, contrary to his usual self, released Lai Wenchang's neck and said coldly.

"I..." Han Binghong was speechless.

"Speak! Why don't you speak..."

Yes, where should she even begin to explain all of this?

She dared not look directly into those cold eyes.

"Yuntian, I'm sorry, but you have to believe me, I have my reasons..."

"Reasons? How high-sounding! Fine, even if I believe you. You got pregnant with this bastard's child, is that your reason? I've been wearing a green hat from head to toe and I haven't complained, but you're complaining." Zheng Yuntian said sarcastically.

Han Binghong was in tears: "Yuntian, I know you won't believe me no matter what I say. I will take responsibility for what I've done. I... let's... get a divorce. I promise you, I will definitely return Liangliang to you intact."

"No!" Zheng Yuntian was shocked.

"Why?" Zheng Yuntian roared, pointing at Lai Wenchang on the ground. "Is it because of this scumbag?"

"No reason, it's just that our journey has come to an end..." Han Binghong gently wiped away her tears.

"That's just an excuse you use to deceive your conscience! Don't fool yourself. You're after this guy's vast wealth!" Zheng Yuntian sneered.

"Yuntian, you should know I'm not that kind of person. Although I did such a thing, I swear to God, I did it all for our child, for Liangliang. I had no other choice! Yuntian, I'm so sorry, I hurt you. Please forgive me..."

"Yuntian, I know you love me. Being your husband is the greatest happiness of my life..." Han Binghong wiped away her tears.

"But many things can't be undone. We can't pretend what's happened didn't exist. Even if we get back together, we can't live like before. I know that in your heart, I'm no longer the Han Binghong you used to be. In fact, you can't love me the same way you used to. It's just that you don't want to accept failure, you want to regain your dignity."

"Yun Tian, I'm telling you now, let it go, it's okay. You did nothing wrong from beginning to end. I'm the one who's wronged you. Blame it on fate that we could only be husband and wife for half a lifetime! Since our fate has run its course, let everything be as it may! If you still cherish our more than ten years of marriage, please let me choose my own path, okay?"

"No...it's not like that..." Zheng Yun Tian was heartbroken.

"Why!!!"

A mournful cry echoed in the forest, and yellow leaves fell sadly from the branches...

**********

...

Inside the disco named 'Norwegian Wood,' the lights were dim, the crowd was dense, and the air was thick with the smells of cigarettes and alcohol. Laser beams and colorful projectors spun to the powerful beat, dazzling the eyes, and the dance floor was a scene of frenzied chaos.

A slumped man sat listlessly on a high stool at the bar, drinking silently. Dark stubble covered his upper lip and chin, and the collar of his white shirt was visibly stained with yellow, the sleeves haphazardly rolled up.

He leaned against the bar, his eyes blurred with intoxication as he watched the dancing figures around him. Every now and then, he would gulp down a shot of sparkling liquor, exhaling a thick fumes, then inhale a puff of smoke, enveloping himself in a cloud of vapor.

This man was Zheng Yuntian.

He had taken leave from work, isolating himself in solitude, spending every night in nightclubs, using alcohol to numb his lost heart.

He once believed he had obtained the most beautiful thing in the world, that he was the luckiest man in the world.

That unforgettable beauty was so profound, each time he sobered up, it only intensified his pain, leaving him unable to escape.

He was willing to lose his reputation, status, money, his future, even everything in his life, only praying that his beloved would never leave him. But fate insisted on making it all happen.

Was it truly destiny's arrangement?

He never believed in such things, but reality was so cruel. The distance between him and his lover was growing ever wider—how real that feeling was, how heartbreaking those tender yet resolute words were.

His heart was bleeding silently!

"Why!" He took a big gulp of wine and smashed the bottle on the ground. A loud "bang" rang out, glass shards flew everywhere, and people nearby cried out in alarm.

"What's going on? Who's causing trouble..." someone shouted.

"You brat, you're messing around in my territory, you're asking for it..." A burly man in a floral shirt with chestnut hair glared at him and shouted.

"You...who are you calling names..." Zheng Yuntian shook his head and pointed at the man, his words slurred.

"I'm calling you names! Pick up your things properly, or don't blame me for being rude."

The burly man in the floral shirt was clearly a gangster.

"Hmph...you think you can do this!" Zheng Yuntian could barely stand.

"What, want to play a trick on us?" The burly man in the flowery shirt sized up Zheng Yuntian, who was completely drunk.

"Hey, look at him now, he must have been dumped by a woman, drowning his sorrows in alcohol, what a loser..." said the burly man's henchman.

"What did you say?" Zheng Yuntian glared at him drunkenly and threw a punch at the man, who couldn't dodge in time and was hit in the face.

"Fuck your mother! You even started it." The burly man in the flowery shirt finished speaking and punched the drunken Zheng Yuntian to the ground, kicking him violently.

"Stop hitting him, everyone stop hitting him!" Just then, a woman rushed over to stop them.

"Brother, I'm sorry, he's drunk, please be magnanimous and don't blame him... I'll help him pick up his things." The woman kept apologizing to the burly man in the flowery shirt.

The group of men in the flowery shirt were hired to keep watch and didn't want to make a scene. Seeing the woman's repeated pleas, they dispersed, cursing all the while.

The woman was dressed in a well-fitting white-collar outfit, fresh and simple, with straight hair cascading down her shoulders. Her shapely legs were framed by a knee-length skirt, and she wore elegant high heels – a typical white-collar professional.

“Yun Tian, get up…”

The woman knelt slightly, her legs together, and reached out to help Zheng Yun Tian, who was lying on the ground, up little by little. Zheng Yun Tian, still dizzy from the beating, swayed and leaned against the woman, barely able to stand. He struggled to open his eyes, trying to find the person who had knocked him down.

“Don’t… go… you fucking… stop… right there…” Zheng Yun Tian stammered, hiccuping incoherently.

“Yun Tian, come on, I’ll take you home…” The woman struggled to support the incoherent man, her high heels clicking as she carefully helped him out of the bar.

Just outside the bar, Zheng Yun Tian felt nauseous and collapsed against the iron railing on the street, vomiting up the alcohol in his stomach.

The white-collar woman gently patted Zheng Yun Tian’s back, trying to ease his nausea.

"Ah..." Zheng Yuntian took a long breath after vomiting.

"Are you feeling better, Yuntian..."

"You... are..." Zheng Yuntian looked at the woman in front of him, still dazed.

"I'm Ningmei, Yuntian. You're drunk. Let me take you home." The white-collar woman said, waving to hail a taxi.

"I'm not going home! I'm not going home..." Zheng Yuntian shook his head and pushed the woman away.

"Then where are you going?" the woman asked.

"I... I want to drink..." Zheng Yuntian said, his eyelids already closing unconsciously. "

Taxi..." The woman saw this and hailed a taxi.

The white-collar woman opened the back door, helped Zheng Yuntian into the back seat, and sat in the front herself. "Driver, please take me to Tianxingyuan Apartment on Liuhua Road."

********** ... The word "divorce" used to be so distant for her; she never even considered it could relate to her. But life is unpredictable, and today she was the one uttering those resolute words. She had always thought that as long as she silently endured, everything would pass peacefully. Even if she suffered more humiliation, she didn't want to reach the point of divorce. Because she knew she had already hurt Zheng Yuntian too much. She was worried about Zheng Yuntian; he hadn't come home since that incident in the woods. Han Binghong felt she had never worried about him as much as she did now. Deep down, Han Binghong was conflicted. She didn't know if her decision was right, but she was certain it would be a heavy blow to Zheng Yuntian! Because she knew how much he loved her. Perhaps Zheng Yuntian had already sensed something was wrong, but he hadn't said anything. Han Binghong knew that, given Zheng Yuntian's character, his tolerance was simply to preserve the family, to keep a last hope for both of them. And wasn't she the same? Was it really, as she said, that everything had come to an end? She regretted her decision. Was it too hasty? She felt she had acted impulsively. Were all those years of marriage really going to end like this? She doubted her own impulsiveness, and her biggest worry was whether Zheng Yuntian would do something irrational. Perhaps if Zheng Yuntian pleaded with her again now, she would change her mind. But why wasn't he by her side? Perhaps just a word would have saved their family from falling apart! Deep down, she seemed to be hoping for that moment. She truly didn't want Liangliang to become a fatherless child from a single-parent family, because she had adjudicated too many divorce cases, and children ultimately became the biggest victims. The psychological impact of parental divorce on a child's development was immeasurable. The clock 's hands seemed motionless, but in the blink of an eye, they had circled a large circle, pointing to eleven o'clock at night. Han Binghong sat there lost in thought all night. Zheng Yuntian never appeared. A gentle night breeze stirred, and shooting stars occasionally streaked across the dark sky… Han Binghong sat there, gazing blankly at the deep night sky, watching the countless stars move about, like all things in the world constantly searching for their own place. Suddenly, a feeling of melancholy washed over her. In the long river of history, how insignificant and fleeting is human life, like a shooting star, flashing by in an instant. To meet is fate, but once it's gone, there's no chance to turn back; they can only drift further and further apart along their respective trajectories… Were she and Zheng Yuntian like those two shooting stars? A silent desolation seeped into her lonely heart, and she felt a chill… Suddenly, the telephone by her bedside rang, breaking the silence of the night. Han Binghong was startled: “Could it be Zheng Yuntian?” “Hello…” Han Binghong picked up the receiver and spoke softly. "Hello! Is this Binghong? This is Gao Jie..." It turned out to be Gao Jie's call. Han Binghong breathed a sigh of relief. "Oh, it's me. What's up so late?" "Binghong, what are you and Zheng Yuntian up to? Why are you suddenly talking about divorce? What's going on?" Gao Jie asked abruptly on the other end of the phone.

"I..." Han Binghong hesitated for a moment, "You...you know everything...he told you?"

"If it wasn't Zheng Yuntian who told you, then who else would you have? Honestly, you didn't even tell me about this! If Zheng Yuntian hadn't called me yesterday, I would still be in the dark! Are you really planning to tell me only after the divorce?"

Gao Jie's tone was reproachful.

"Gao Jie, you don't know..."

"Alright, what don't I know? It's common for couples to have disagreements. Even the biggest problems can be discussed, there's no need to talk about divorce. Do you know what you're doing?"

"I don't know what happened between you two! But I know that Zheng Yuntian truly loves you, he would never do anything to betray you! I believe him! Is there another reason between you two..." Gao Jie said.

"Yes, I was the one who brought up divorce. Actually...actually, I didn't want it to be like this, how should I put it..." Han Binghong stammered.

“I heard from Zheng Yuntian that your divorce is related to a man and Liangliang’s disappearance. What exactly is going on? How much are you hiding from everyone? If you still consider me a good friend, tell me, and Yushuang too. Qingheng is here now. You should tell everyone what’s going on, and we can all help you. Don’t keep thinking about it alone. We don’t want to see you and Yuntian reach the point of divorce…”

“Um… I…”

“Also, I want to especially remind you that if this involves official or criminal matters, you must cooperate with the police. Don’t have any illusions about bad people, and don’t do anything with them privately. I don’t need to explain this further; you understand the reasoning yourself.” Gao Jie said in a deep voice, “Binghong, listen to me. You can’t hesitate any longer at this time. You have to trust everyone. We will definitely help you get out of this predicament! Do you remember what you told me back then? As long as we stand together, there is no difficulty that cannot be overcome…”

“I’ve been working on a case in another province these past few days. Zheng Yuntian called me this morning to tell me about it. I called you after hearing about it, but I couldn’t reach you! I might be back tomorrow. Don’t worry too much, let’s talk about it when I get back, okay?” Gao Jie said.

“Oh…” Han Binghong remembered what she had said to Gao Jie years ago.

Gao Jie back then was just like herself now; life is truly unpredictable, you can’t deny it.

Hearing Gao Jie’s words of comfort, a glimmer of hope seemed to ignite in Han Binghong’s heart.

Right now, she was like a straw on a wall, completely lost, swaying towards whichever wind blew.

“Okay, it’s late, you should rest. Don’t think too much, take care of yourself… I’ll call you again when I get back to the city tomorrow,” Gao Jie comforted her.

“Okay, you take care too. Okay, that’s all, bye…”

“Goodbye…”

Han Binghong gently put down the phone, feeling a warmth in her heart.

Gao Jie’s words were a great encouragement to her, strengthening her resolve to face her predicament. The first rays of morning sunlight streamed through the gaps in the curtains, illuminating the Simmons mattress. The green plants on the windowsill basked in the sunlight, vibrant and refreshing.

Zheng Yuntian slowly opened his eyes, everything around him so unfamiliar. "Where am I..." He frowned, struggling to sit up, his head still slightly throbbing. Looking around, he saw the bedroom was elegantly furnished. A cute koala lay on a fabric chair opposite the bed, and a small wind chime hung by the window, exuding a refined yet lively, mature yet romantic atmosphere, reminiscent of a young lady from a wealthy family. Yet, the bed he was in was a double bed. Zheng Yuntian looked around and suddenly realized he was naked. He instinctively lifted the light-colored checkered sheet covering him, revealing only his underwear. Looking around, he saw no other clothes he had taken off. Just as he was wondering what was going on, the slightly ajar door was gently pushed open, and a tall figure slipped in. Zheng Yuntian instinctively covered his lower body with the sheet. "Oh, you're awake?" the person who entered smiled. "Ningmei! It's you..." Zheng Yuntian recognized the woman in front of him. "Yes! You were completely drunk last night, and you almost got into a fight at the bar. I wanted to take you home, but you were so drunk you couldn't even speak properly. I was worried something might happen to you, so I brought you here to stay for the night..." the woman named Ningmei said generously. "Thank you, Ningmei... I'm so sorry to have troubled you." Zheng Yuntian vaguely remembered getting drunk last night. "It's nothing, we're just colleagues, no need to be so polite! Here are your clothes. I changed them for you last night, washed them, and hung them out to dry overnight. They're dry now, so I've left them here. I've already made breakfast. You didn't shower last night, so I've prepared hot water for you. Take a shower and then eat." Ningmei said in one breath, her expression somewhat feigned casualness. "Thank you." Zheng Yuntian felt a pang of melancholy as he watched the woman's graceful figure leave the room. This woman was Wang Ningmei, a colleague from his unit, considered a beauty in the National Security system, and the main person in charge of the Archives Management Office. She was easygoing, generous, and elegant. Two years ago, her husband, who had gone abroad for further studies, found a new lover in a foreign land. Wang Ningmei, a very independent intellectual woman, resolutely divorced him and has lived a single, aristocratic white-collar life ever since. During her two years of single life, she wasn't without suitors; on the contrary, those who pursued her almost disrupted her original rhythm of life. Some sent matchmakers, some boldly launched direct offensives, some were elegant scholars, and some were wealthy business tycoons, but having experienced a failed marriage, she calmly rejected them all. The bathroom was filled with steam. Zheng Yuntian closed his eyes, standing under the showerhead, letting the hot water wash over him, his mind slowly clearing. Zheng Yuntian was certainly aware of Wang Ningmei's feelings, but he had always held onto his unwavering love for his wife, regarding this concern merely as friendly colleagueship. In truth, he considered Wang Ningmei an exceptional woman, somewhat like his ideal Xue Baochai—the kind of woman suited to be a wife: intelligent yet unassuming, with a peaceful nature, delicate emotions, and gentle tenderness. She even prepared a brand new razor for Zheng Yuntian and went to the store to buy him a pair of beach shorts so he could change after showering; this meticulous care far exceeded the boundaries of friendship. Wang Ningmei had joined the National Security system two years before Zheng Yuntian, and when they met, she was already in a relationship, while Zheng Yuntian was pursuing Han Binghong. At the time, Wang Ningmei knew very well that she had no chance with Han Binghong, even if they started on equal footing. She herself had to admit that Han Binghong was simply too outstanding, both in talent and appearance! In fact, Zheng Yuntian's love for Han was almost obsessive; in his eyes, she was merely a colleague. Later, both of them got married, but she still secretly loved Zheng Yuntian. Although she knew very well that this love was hopeless and might never have a happy ending, she still kept this pure feeling in her heart because Zheng Yuntian was the first man to make her heart flutter! These past few days, Wang Ningmei noticed that Zheng Yuntian was acting strangely; he seemed absent-minded and depressed, and had even taken a long leave from work. She sensed that something must have happened, so she had been secretly watching him. After Zheng Yuntian finished showering and returned to his room, Wang Ningmei had already folded his coat and placed it by the bedside. Zheng Yuntian felt a surge of warmth in his heart. Yes, what man could remain unmoved by such subtle care? Especially a man who had suffered a heartbreak! "Are you done yet? The noodles are getting cold..." Wang Ningmei's voice came from the dining room. "Alright..." Zheng Yuntian buttoned his coat and walked out of the room, finding Wang Ningmei waiting for him.

“I made congee with preserved egg, fried noodles, and soy milk. What would you like to eat first?” Wang Ningmei said cheerfully.

“Hmm, I’ll have a bowl of congee first.” Zheng Yuntian pulled out a chair and sat down. “Ningmei, I’m so sorry for troubling you last night!”

“It’s nothing. Oh, it seems like you haven’t been to work for over a week, right?” Wang Ningmei ladled a bowl of congee and placed it in front of Zheng Yuntian.

“Thank you.” Zheng Yuntian sighed. “Yes, I have to go back to report today… By the way, has anything been happening at the bureau these past few days?”

“Hmm…”

“Is something wrong?” Zheng Yuntian noticed her hesitant expression.

“A few days ago, someone from above came, and the bureau leadership held an emergency expanded meeting. I don’t know what the content was; it seemed very mysterious. I don’t know what it was about, but the bureau chief looked for you before the meeting, but he couldn’t find you. You’d better go back and tell him as soon as possible.” Wang Ningmei said.

“Huh?” Zheng Yuntian pondered for a while, unable to figure out what it was about.

“Well, let’s go back together after breakfast!” Zheng Yuntian said.

“Okay, Yuntian, don’t blame me for meddling. Has something happened at home? I don’t think dealing with this passively is a wise approach, nor is it your style. You should muster your courage…” Wang Ningmei paused for a moment, “Yuntian, if you still trust me, you can tell me, maybe I can help you…”

“Ningmei, thank you, really. You helped me during my most desperate time. To be honest, I’m very touched. Believe me, if I need anything, I will definitely ask, because you are my most trustworthy friend…” Zheng Yuntian said emotionally . “ Well

, then eat quickly, and I’ll go back with you after we finish.” Wang Ningmei looked at him deeply. ********** ... The "Haiyue Incident" is a major economic case that occurred a month ago, triggered by a provincial company seeking to go public through bribery of officials from the Securities Issuance Administration Bureau in order to secure its listing. It not only involves the credibility of state authorities and disputes over local economic interests, but also raises questions about the standardization of practices within various industries. As companies develop, they inevitably need to increase investment to expand their scale and enhance their core competitiveness. The way to obtain low-cost funding is undoubtedly through a successful IPO. Therefore, many companies consider going public their ultimate goal, spending tens or even hundreds of millions of yuan annually on it, because everyone knows that these expenses are a drop in the ocean compared to the money raised after the IPO! Besides going through procedures such as pre-IPO preparation by investment banks, financial restructuring, human resource reform, asset liquidation, and auditing by accounting firms, the most important step in a successful IPO is passing the review of the Securities Issuance Committee of the State Securities Regulatory Commission. The Issuance Committee is a crucial link in determining the fate of a listing, thus becoming a focal point for financial public relations efforts by companies seeking to go public. Officials serving on the Issuance Committee have become highly sought-after figures. However, the review process for a company by the Issuance Examination Committee is random and strictly confidential. This means that companies cannot know which officials will be evaluating their listing eligibility. Therefore, to conduct public relations, one must first know the "target." Obtaining the list of "targets" becomes the first and most crucial step. Once a target is found, as long as one is willing to spend money, success is almost guaranteed! Therefore, many companies that do not meet the requirements and some substandard companies are most enthusiastic about this method. A month ago, the Provincial Higher People's Procuratorate received a secret letter exposing a company in the province called "Haiyue Chenxing" for bribing an accounting firm to create false financial statements in order to go public. They also allegedly paid a huge sum to an investment consulting firm with powerful connections to buy the list of Issuance Examination Committee members, thus gaining access to the China Securities Regulatory Commission's Issuance Examination Committee and achieving listing. The whistleblower is believed to be a competitor of "Haiyue." This incident caused a huge uproar in the securities industry, nationwide outcry, and serious questioning of the country's credibility. Upon receiving the report, the Provincial Higher People's Procuratorate attached great importance to it and established a special task force headed by Chief Prosecutor Huo Dingjun. They secretly dispatched personnel to Haiyue Company to investigate the company and the accounting firm responsible for its financial audit. Suspects from the provincial special office of the China Securities Regulatory Commission (CSRC) were also taken away for separate interrogation. Through a series of follow-up investigations, a large number of hidden economic problems and related state officials were exposed. Gao Jie, by this time the director of the Provincial Higher People's Procuratorate's Department of Prevention of Duty-Related Crimes, was a key member of this operation. She was responsible for investigating several officials involved in the case from the CSRC's special office, which was crucial to the operation. Because of her extensive experience in handling duty-related crimes, the organization entrusted her with this important task, as this type of case was unprecedented nationwide. The suspects had years of practical experience in this area and had handled every loophole in the case flawlessly, requiring professional knowledge and broad learning to deal with them. Since the evidence provided by the informant was substantial, the task force unanimously decided to make arrests. Gao Jie was in charge of investigating three individuals involved in the case from the China Securities Regulatory Commission's special office. One of these officials was Cao Yuanfang, who was at home at the time. Another was Liu Guolin, who was attending a meeting out of town and was the key figure among the three. The third was Li Xiang, who was on vacation. Gao Jie assigned his subordinates to monitor Cao Yuanfang and Li Xiang, while he led officers to the city where Liu Guolin was attending the meeting. Using the pretext of the meeting, they summoned Liu Guolin, immediately issued an arrest warrant, and arrested him. Simultaneously, they notified the other two parties to arrest Cao and Li, conducting separate surprise interrogations. This prevented the three from manipulating evidence or colluding on testimonies, giving them the upper hand. After his arrest, Liu Guolin repeatedly attempted to contact the outside world. When refused, he adopted a strategy of stubborn resistance, claiming he wouldn't utter a word without his lawyer present. Gao Jie could see that he still harbored hope of covering up his crimes, and that he possessed strong mental fortitude, extensive experience, and a deep, shrewd nature—making him a formidable opponent. While relentlessly interrogating Liu Guolin, she ordered her subordinates to intensify their psychological offensive against Cao and Li. After three days and two nights of relentless questioning, Li Xiang was the first to succumb to the prosecutors' interrogation, collapsing under the weight of evidence and immense political pressure. These three had allegedly received at least tens of millions of yuan in kickbacks from the listed company over the years—a staggering sum. More importantly, it exposed many previously unknown shady dealings. After a breach was found in Li Xiang's testimony, Gao Jie skillfully used this evidence to repeatedly interrogate Liu, relying on her expert interrogation techniques and psychological warfare to slowly break down his defenses, ultimately cornering the cunning old fox and forcing him to lay down his arms in despair. Thus, thanks to Gao Jie's progress, the situation quickly opened up, and other teams also achieved success. After more than twenty days of hard work, it was essentially certain that the main suspects would be convicted, but much material and technical processing remained before final prosecution. At the final stage of the investigation, Gao Jie received a call from Zheng Yuntian. Zheng Yuntian knew Gao Jie was Han Binghong's closest friend. In his grief, he thought of Gao Jie and told her everything. Gao Jie had actually sensed something was wrong during the period following Liangliang's unexplained death. Han Binghong's reactions didn't escape her notice, and she noticed Han Binghong was becoming increasingly different. Sometimes, she seemed to deliberately avoid her friends, and the atmosphere among them suddenly felt distant. Gao Jie felt something was definitely wrong. When Zheng Yuntian mentioned their impending divorce, she was shocked. She never expected Han Binghong to do something like this. It seemed she had indeed changed, and there were definitely many things she was hiding from everyone. Her mind was preoccupied with both the case and rushing back to see Han Binghong as soon as possible, hoping for a heart-to-heart talk.

Due to some unforeseen circumstances, it was already the third day after

Gao Jie called Han Binghong when she returned to the city. Upon arriving at work, she was immediately faced with a meeting, leaving her with no time to rest. The meeting ended at 2 PM. Not having time to rush home, Gao Jie called Han Binghong first. Han Binghong was indeed home, and the two arranged to meet later. Gao Jie

hastily slung her handbag over her shoulder, grabbed her car keys , and headed straight for the parking lot downstairs.

A few meters away, Gao Jie had already activated the car's anti-theft system with the remote. The green Ricky beeped and flashed its lights. Gao Jie deftly opened the car door, tossed her handbag into the right seat, and jumped in. The Ricky horn sounded once , slowly pulled out of the parking space, turned, and a puff of smoke billowed from the rear as it drove out of the Supreme People's Procuratorate gate. ＊ ... The longer it went on, the more worried she became, because a meeting with the boss usually meant trouble. Zheng Yuntian, carrying a briefcase, his face ashen, strode silently towards the stairs. "Yuntian..." Wang Ningmei sensed something was wrong. "What happened?" Wang Ningmei chased after him. "We'll talk outside!" Zheng Yuntian continued walking. Reaching the parking lot, Zheng Yuntian opened the car door and got into the driver's seat. Wang Ningmei followed and got in as well. Zheng Yuntian drove straight out of the office. Wang Ningmei stopped pressing him; she knew that if a man didn't want to talk, asking more would only cause him more trouble. "You said people came a few days ago, to investigate the TA leak!" Zheng Yuntian spoke first. "TA is a top secret, is it related to you?" Wang Ningmei asked worriedly. "Yes, I was responsible for part of it..." Zheng Yuntian said calmly. "What did the director say to you?" "It could be a big deal or a small deal, depending on how things develop. The director said I should be mentally prepared. The higher-ups think this is very serious. I might have to leave the National Security Bureau this time, and the worst-case scenario could be going to jail!" "What exactly happened?" "I was framed..." Zheng Yuntian gripped the steering wheel, his eyes fixed on the road ahead. "Will you believe me?" Zheng Yuntian asked, glancing sideways. "I believe you... No matter what, I will support you, Yuntian..." "Thank you, Ningmei..." "What are your plans?" "At worst, we'll fight to the death..." Zheng Yuntian thought to himself, but didn't say it aloud. The car sped along the highway when Zheng Yuntian suddenly noticed a black BMW following behind. He didn't know when he had been targeted. He knew he couldn't shake them off, so he slowed down. The BMW indeed overtook him, and after about a hundred meters, it made a right turn, blocking Zheng Yuntian's path. Zheng Yuntian slowly released the accelerator, stopping about twenty meters from the BMW, his right hand reaching for the pistol at his waist. The door of the BMW opened, and several men in white shirts jumped out, gesturing for Zheng Yuntian to get out. Zheng Yuntian glanced at them, gave Wang Ningmei a few instructions, opened the car door, got out, and casually closed it behind him. There were four men in total; only one was carrying a large envelope, the others were empty-handed. "Mr. Zheng, I'm sorry to have startled you. Let me introduce myself first. My name is Zhuang Yi, and I'm Mr. Lai Wenchang's lawyer. I'm here on Mr. Lai's behalf to discuss something with you." Zheng Yuntian brushed his wind-blown hair aside. "What is it?" "I believe Mr. Zheng is well aware of his situation. To be frank, we have enough evidence to put you in jail. However, Mr. Lai doesn't want that. He wants to draw up a private agreement with you." "Here are two bank drafts totaling five million RMB. Mr. Zheng can use this to start anew. If you're willing to give up everything you have now, these drafts are yours! It needs to be clarified that everything Mr. Lai refers to, including your wife, means that if you accept this, it signifies that you are completely abandoning her, both legally and emotionally. You should understand the implications. Of course, you have the right to refuse." "Here are two and a half million RMB, a divorce agreement, and my business card. After you sign the agreement, I will pay you the remaining two and a half million RMB." The lawyer, who called himself Zhuang Yi, placed the drafts and divorce agreement on the hood of Zheng Yuntian's car and turned to walk away. "So it was you guys who were behind this!" Zheng Yuntian understood the whole story. Just before getting into the car, Zhuang Yi suddenly added, "By the way, Mr. Zheng, I need to remind you that your time is running out. The Ministry of State Security's Supervision Bureau could confiscate your travel documents at any time, and the procuratorate could summon you at any time. You need to be prepared; you could be dismissed and investigated at any moment. So you'd better make a decision as soon as possible! Finally, I want to say that you know too many secrets. The Chinese government won't allow someone like you to come and go as you please. Now is a crucial time for you to plan for your future. If you're willing, we can also provide you with a secret route to leave the country. That's all I have to say." Zheng Yuntian didn't speak. The other party's words weren't alarmist. He only had two paths left: one was to spend his next life in prison, and the other was to take these millions and fly away. Faced with these two drastically different outcomes, perhaps anyone would know what to do. Lai Wenchang's lawyer got into the car and drove away. Zheng Yuntian, preoccupied, picked up the receipts and divorce agreement from the car. Wang Ningmei, inside the car, had witnessed everything. Zheng Yuntian sat back in the car, slammed the door shut, and didn't start the engine immediately. "Is it really that serious?" Wang Ningmei asked nervously. "Indeed!" Zheng Yuntian said calmly, "But I was framed. I'm not reconciled. I won't just sit in there forever..." "You want to leave?" Wang Ningmei blurted out. "Yes..." "Ningmei..." Zheng Yuntian's hand on the steering wheel suddenly grabbed Wang Ningmei's hand, looking directly at her. "If I said I wanted to go with you, would you agree?" Zheng Yuntian asked cautiously, unsure of her reaction, after all, he was just a fugitive desperately running for his life. Wang Ningmei's soft, boneless hand was firmly grasped by the man, and she could feel his burning sincerity. She didn't avoid his eyes and nodded firmly... "Ningmei! You really want me to go with you?" Zheng Yuntian tightened his grip on her hand. “Yes, I do. I know what I’m doing because I know what I need. If I can be with you, I can give up everything else…” Without a moment’s hesitation, Wang Ningmei responded. “Ningmei…” Zheng Yuntian excitedly embraced her. Their hearts had finally come together. “Yuntian…” Wang Ningmei buried her face in his broad chest, her eyes glistening with tears of happiness.

Gao Jie, disregarding her need to go home first, drove straight to Wanxiu Residential Area where Han Binghong lived.

With her hands on the steering wheel and eyes fixed on the road ahead, a hint of anxiety flickered

in her eyes. The wind outside ruffled her beautiful hair, highlighting the seriousness on her intelligent and beautiful face.

Having weathered many storms, the seasoned prosecutor had matured considerably. Since transferring to the Provincial Higher People's Procuratorate, Gao Jie had proven her excellence through her competence and drive, successfully handling numerous major cases over the years. She had earned the appreciation and promotion of her superiors, rising from an ordinary prosecutor to the head of the Provincial Higher People's Procuratorate's Department of Prevention of Duty-Related Crimes—a high-ranking position equivalent to a deputy director-general level—truly a testament to her youthful promise.

At this moment, Gao Jie's most urgent need was to see Han Binghong. Han Binghong was currently on the verge of a precipice, desperately needing someone to pull her up. Gao Jie, having been through similar experiences, understood this feeling all too well.

To avoid the city's congestion, Gao Jie turned directly onto Huanshi Road, driving at a speed exceeding her usual pace towards Wanxiu Residential Area on Zhuxi Road.

Huanshi Road is a newly built road, constructed to alleviate the city's overburdened traffic. Because it's much longer than the old roads and doesn't see much traffic yet, you can drive faster.

Gao Jie slowed down and turned a zigzag, about to accelerate again, when suddenly, five or six uniformed traffic inspectors appeared in her line of sight. Two of them were waving "Stop" signs, signaling her to stop.

"What's going on?" Gao Jie wondered, slowing down as she drove up.

"Excuse me, could you please show me your driver's license, vehicle inspection certificate, and traffic fee payment receipt?"

Gao Jie rolled down her window, glanced at the officers, and without much objection, turned her head to open a drawer to the right of the steering wheel, searching for the documents they wanted.

Just as Gao Jie was searching, a hand suddenly reached in from outside the car and pressed a handkerchief against her face!

A pungent smell of ether filled her nostrils, and Gao Jie almost fainted before she could even react. February 25
(Twenty-one)

Summer's heat is intense, the scorching sun baking the earth.

Yet, within the upscale villa district of "Water Rhyme Garden" on the outskirts of the city, lush trees, babbling brooks, and a tranquil environment abound.

The uniquely designed garden evokes the atmosphere of a famous Suzhou or Hangzhou garden, with lakes, mountains, and unique rocks nestled among the greenery. Winding corridors and covered walkways accentuate the theme of "water," while numerous artificial ponds highlight the central element. The water is clear, willows droop low, and waterbirds occasionally glide by.

The "Wenchang Pavilion," nestled beside the bamboo-lined stream, is elegant and refined, its windows bright and its tables spotless.

Inside the main hall, three cups of fragrant tea sit on an antique rosewood tea table.

"Master, how are you…?" Lai Wenchang, his face bruised and swollen, looks concernedly at an elderly man opposite him.

The old man appeared to be in his early sixties, dressed in a black Tang suit. His hair was thinning, and his face was gaunt, but he looked remarkably healthy. He had a hooked nose, a stern expression, and sharp, piercing eyes. The wrinkles on his face looked as if they had been carved into his features with a knife.

Sitting beside him, Ma Qingzang stirred the floating tea leaves with the lid of his cup and said calmly, "Wenchang, it seems you've really fallen for her this time. Is this woman really worth all this fuss?"

"Hehe, Wenchang, let me tell you, if you really marry that woman this time, we might have to change how we address each other! Haha..." Ma Qingzang suddenly laughed.

"Change how we address each other?" Lai Wenchang was taken aback.

"Yes, do you remember when I asked you about this woman's sister last time? Her sister's name is Han Bingchan, she's a policewoman, a forensic doctor in the Public Security Bureau."

"Yes, I remember..." Lai Wenchang nodded.

“After I apprehended that policewoman, I performed a chromosome test on her. Do you know what I discovered? I found the new chromosome karyotype I needed in her. This karyotype is extremely rare; there have only been three known cases internationally over the years.”

“My human chromosome decoding project has been underway for over a decade, and all I needed was a woman with this karyotype to serve as a target! After modifying her over this period, I found that she perfectly fits my criteria, and now I'm conducting live experiments on her!”

“Heh…” Lai Wenchang seemed to understand something.

“And this time, I'm using my own sperm! If she successfully conceives, my genetic modification achievements will be more than ten years ahead of the world.” Ma Qingzang said excitedly.

Lai Wenchang knew that Ma Qingzang was obsessed with chromosome modification experiments because he himself was a congenital chromosome mutant, a man born with an extinct lineage!

Therefore, since practicing medicine, Ma Qingzang had been dedicated to research in chromosome genetic engineering, secretly using his position to conduct chromosome experiments on his female patients. This behavior was illegal, but because the general public didn't know much about this, many women were completely unaware that he had conducted genetic experiments on them.

"Ah... I see!" Lai Wenchang suddenly realized.

Ma Qingzang laughed heartily, seeing that the other man understood.

If everything went smoothly, these two might become brothers-in-law!

It turns out that becoming relatives can be so simple!

"Master Baishi, is there any result yet? Mr. Lai has been waiting anxiously..." Ma Qingzang said with a smile.

"Yes, Mr. Lai's destiny is that of having two wives. Regardless of whether he marries early or late, he will inevitably experience loss and separation in middle age. He will find a good match after fifty. This lady is destined to be a good wife to you. Your destinies are mutually supportive, and she can help your career advance." The feng shui master named Baishi put down his compass and said.

Lai Wenchang clearly believed in Master Baishi's words.

"Master Baishi is renowned in the industry and has lived a secluded life for many years. This time, I had to go to great lengths to persuade him!" Ma Qingzang took a sip of tea.

"Thank you very much, Master." Lai Wenchang respectfully refilled the old man's teacup.

“Mr. Lai, you’re too kind,” the old man Baishi sighed. “I haven’t been out and about for a long time, and my body is getting rusty. This is just a way to relax.”

“I know you are indifferent to fame and fortune, Master. Please don’t find this small token of my appreciation too much.” Lai Wenchang said, taking a check from his pocket and pushing it towards the old man with both hands.

“Mr. Lai, it’s not that I have high standards. This small matter is really nothing to worry about. You are a close friend of Qinghai-Tibet, which means you are my friend. You can always ask for my help. Besides, what you asked this time is a good thing. If Baishi can help you find a good match, it will be a good deed

. It’s better not to get involved in the vulgarity of money, hehe…” the old man smiled with narrowed eyes. “Well, Wenchang, if you are willing to be friends with the Master, then take the money back.” Ma Qingzang said from the side.

“The Master’s character is admirable. It is a great pleasure to have such a good teacher and friend as the Master. I hope you will guide me in the future.” Lai Wenchang said humbly.

Quan Baishi's name resounds in the Feng Shui world. He is a renowned figure in the field, proficient in medicine, divination, astrology, astronomy, geography, and the art of Qimen Dunjia. He is erudite and skilled in music, chess, calligraphy, and painting. However, he is very low-key and rarely appears in public. It is said that many high-ranking officials in provincial government agencies have sought his guidance .

"Mr. Lai, you flatter me." Master Baishi picked up his teacup and gently blew on the tea.

"Since we are destined to meet, I will speak frankly. Mr. Lai, your forehead is full and your feet are covered with golden armor, a sign of great wealth. Your destiny is that of a dragon leaping over clouds, a noble destiny. It is a pity that you spent your early years in shallow waters, achieving some success but not reaching the highest peak."

Lai Wenchang sat upright, listening attentively.

Master Baishi took a sip of tea: "Mr. Lai's birth chart belongs to the Wood element (乙木), but his original wife and children's fates are Water and Fire. Water clashes with Wood, causing Wood to float on water, inevitably leading to separation. Fire burns Wood, causing Wood to perish in the fire, ultimately resulting in death. Mr. Lai's recent fortunes have been marked by the Seven Killings and Indirect

Resource stars, clashing with his major luck cycles, and the Metal and Water year pattern, making the situation very unfavorable..." Lai Wenchang couldn't help but feel melancholy as he recalled the life-and-death separations from his wife and son over the past few years. Recently, his business has also been quite bleak; the Chishui Bay container terminal project has been stalled, and other businesses have also fallen into a slump.

"Please, Master, guide me!" Lai Wenchang said respectfully.

Master Baishi was about to speak when a man strode in from outside the hall, went straight to Lai Wenchang's side, glanced at the other two, and seemed hesitant to speak.

This man was Lai Wenchang's confidant, Lai Bing. "Speak, it's alright, we're all on the same side," Lai Wenchang said,

turning his head.

"Hmm... we've already captured that man surnamed Gao... what do you think..." Lai Bing said in a low voice.

“Hmm…bring her here directly. I want to see how wanton this woman has become now,” Lai Wenchang said.

“Yes…” Lai Bing finished speaking and walked out of the hall.

“What’s going on?” Ma Qingzang put down his teacup and asked.

“Nothing much, just a slut who’s got nothing better to do than come and ruin my good time.” Lai Wenchang lit a cigarette.

It turned out that Lai Wenchang had secretly planted a bug in Han Binghong’s phone early that morning and had people listening in. He knew about Gao Jie’s conversation with Han Binghong that night, and of course he couldn’t let Gao Jie ruin his plans, so he decided to teach this meddlesome woman a lesson, which led to the scene of kidnapping the prosecutor on the highway.

A little while later, Lai Bing turned back, followed by two burly men holding a woman in uniform. The woman had a large paper bag over her head, so her face couldn’t be seen, but muffled moans could be heard coming from inside the bag.

Lai Wenchang exhaled a puff of smoke and signaled his men to remove the paper bag.

Suddenly, Gao Jie's vision blurred, and she instinctively squinted. Her mouth was stuffed full, and she looked around in terror.

"Prosecutor Gao, I'm so sorry to have startled you..." Lai Wenchang casually exhaled smoke.

"Ugh..." Gao Jie glared at the men in front of her, twisting her body, but her arms were tightly bound with rope.

Lai Wenchang gestured for his men to remove the gag from Gao Jie's mouth.

"Ptooey..." Gao Jie spat out the gag, her chest heaving as she gasped for breath, glaring angrily, "Who are you people?"

Her tall figure, accentuated by her well-fitting uniform, highlighted her alluring curves. The rope binding made her breasts appear even more prominent, her black skirt bulging over her ample hips, and her thighs, encased in flesh-colored sheer stockings, were full and sexy. Her sharply defined face did not lose its beauty in anger; instead, it gained a chilling allure.

Her inherent righteousness reminded everyone that she was facing the sacred law.

Years later, the woman before him exuded a mature charm. Her intelligent gaze and the imposing aura of legal authority impressed Lai Wenchang. This competence and spirit were qualities Gao Jie had never possessed. This change, which could only be sensed, was his first impression of Gao Jie.

"Prosecutor Gao has risen through the ranks so quickly these past few years, I forgot to call you Director Gao! Director Gao is a busy man, surely you don't remember your old flame?" Lai Wenchang leered, eyeing the former beauty beneath him.

"I don't know what you're talking about! I'm warning you, this is illegal kidnapping, a serious endangerment of personal safety, it's against the law! Let me go right now..." Gao Jie struggled as she spoke. "

Hehe, Director Gao is giving us a legal lesson right off the bat, what a good leader who practices what she preaches."

"Haha..." The men burst into laughter.

"I'll say it again, let me go!" Gao Jie raised her eyebrows and shouted sternly.

The men were stunned and fell silent.

What a decisive and efficient prosecutor! Her righteous authority was intimidating.

The large hall seemed to have suddenly turned from the height of summer into the depths of autumn; the female prosecutor's words sent chills down one's spine.

Her sharp gaze was like arrows piercing a man's heart, making him afraid to look her in the eye.

"Heh heh, quite impressive, huh? Don't think that just because you're a high-ranking official you can act like a bully. Let me tell you, in front of me, you'll always be a whore!" Lai Wenchang sneered.

"You... what did you say?" The female prosecutor's face flushed red, her chest heaving rapidly, clearly enraged.

"Heh heh, three years ago, one night at the Shihao Villa in Tonghai Port North, Director Gao used her body to comfort a group of high-ranking officials and dignitaries. Director Gao wouldn't deny that, would she?" Lai Wenchang said sinisterly.

Gao Jie's mind went blank for a moment, as if it had exploded. Her legs trembled involuntarily. The man's words seemed to throw her back to ancient times, to that night of shame that she could never forget.

She had thought this matter would be buried forever in the past, that time could erase everything.

"Who are you?" Gao Jie tried her best to calm herself.

Lai Wenchang knew Gao Jie hadn't recognized him; it seemed Han Binghong hadn't told her his identity either.

"Does it matter?" Lai Wenchang said, "If I said I was one of the guests that night, I believe Director Gao wouldn't remember, because that night you entertained at least ten or eight people. To put it bluntly, you're even more shameless than a prostitute!" The man viciously insulted the prosecutor before him.

"Shut up!" Gao Jie shouted angrily, "I don't deny it, but I swear, I didn't do it willingly..."

Gao Jie almost didn't know what words to use to defend herself; this man was too wicked.

"Heh heh, if swearing worked, the world wouldn't need prosecutors. I highly suspect that you got this position today by selling your body!" the man said disdainfully.

"You...you're talking nonsense! I didn't..." Gao Jie was almost driven mad with anger.

"Hmph... I've seen a lot of people in officialdom. Someone like you, an ordinary employee, transferred from Tonghai to the provincial procuratorate in just a few years, rising from a public prosecutor to a division chief. Do you think you could achieve that just by handling a few cases? You can fool others, but you can't fool me..." The man sneered.

"You..." Gao Jie was speechless with anger.

Just as she was extremely furious, Gao Jie suddenly had a flash of clarity. Years of experience as a prosecutor had forged her resilient character and quick wit. The other party was relentlessly attacking her, seizing her Achilles' heel, trying to lead her into a dead end, making it increasingly difficult for her to explain herself.

Thinking this, Gao Jie suddenly realized her mistake and began to calculate.

"Why aren't you saying anything, Division Chief Gao?"

"Have you said enough? I'm warning you again, you must take responsibility for what you're doing!" Gao Jie said coldly, her initial anger gone.

The female prosecutor's reaction surprised the man; this woman was indeed not simple.

"Frankly, what exactly did you kidnap me for? It wasn't just to question me about how I became a section chief, was it?" "

Section Chief Gao certainly has guts, remaining calm and composed under pressure. You want to know why you're kidnapped? Fine! I'll tell you now, it's because you're too nosy!" The man tossed away his cigarette butt.

"Surprised? Actually, thinking about it carefully, it shouldn't be surprising. With your current position, Section Chief Gao, you're involved in too many things every day. You probably don't even know what you've done wrong, or who you've offended. So today, I've invited Section Chief Gao here to relearn the principles of being a decent human being..."

“I don’t understand what you’re talking about. I handle many cases every year, and I’ve certainly offended quite a few people, but I’ve never done anything against my conscience. I can say with certainty that everything I’ve done is completely upright and I have a clear conscience. Your attempt to achieve your goals by kidnapping me is naive and ignorant. The law won’t change because of me. I advise you to pull back from the brink as soon as possible.” Gao Jie thought this was a kidnapping and threat incident.

“Hmm, this woman has a certain charm.” The old man Baishi, who had been silent all along, said to Ma Qingzang.

“This is the female director of the Anti-Corruption Department of the Provincial Higher People’s Procuratorate. She’s so beautiful, no wonder people suspect she climbed up the ranks by her looks.”

“These days, the way to be an official, besides being good at interpersonal relationships, is that beauty is a shortcut. Think about those corrupt officials who have fallen from grace, how many of them are not involved in sex scandals? So people say that in a man’s eyes, there are only two things in this world: women and money! It’s really true.” Ma Qingzang sighed.

“However, in my old eyes, she’s not that kind of person…” Master Baishi took a deep look at the female prosecutor who exuded a unique charm.

“Master, you’ve seen countless people, and I feel the same way. There’s a disdain for worldly things in her eyes, an aura of righteousness about her. This quality comes from within; it can’t be faked…” Ma Qingzang said.

“Mr. Lai, what do you plan to do with this woman?” Master Baishi asked, seemingly quite interested.

“Give her a good lesson, so she’ll behave herself from now on!” Lai Wenchang said.

“Oh? In that case, I have a presumptuous request. If Mr. Lai trusts me, you can hand this woman over to me, and I guarantee you’ll be satisfied.” A sharp glint flashed in Baishi’s eyes.

“Hehe, I’ve heard that Mr. Baishi is skilled in Japanese-style BDSM, his expertise comparable to that of the Japanese. Wenchang, would you like to broaden your horizons?” Ma Qingzang smiled.

“Master, you have this interest?” Lai Wenchang’s eyes lit up.

"Hehe, Qingzang, you flatter me. This is merely an old man's hobby. However, having immersed myself in this art for many years, I deeply understand the rarity of suitable subjects. To be frank, ordinary women no longer arouse my interest, but this woman... I feel as if I've met her too late." Old Man Baishi said, squinting his narrow eyes.

"Oh? I'd like to hear your profound insights, Master." Lai Wenchang seemed intrigued.

Baishi took a sip of tea, his wrinkled face twitching slightly: "People generally believe that the art of BDSM is simply a game of physical humiliation, but that's not the case. The highest level of BDSM lies in the transformation of the human mind, completely turning a noble woman into a sex slave

. The greatest pleasure of BDSM lies in the psychological interaction and changes between the BDSM practitioner and the BDSM recipient during this process." "Women have always played a vulnerable role in human society, especially in politics." Baishi pondered for a moment.

"Therefore, women who wield power are generally the cream of the crop, outstanding in both knowledge and intellect. Their abilities far surpass those of women from other social classes, and they possess a spirit of leading by example and daring to break free from the shackles of patriarchal society.

Consequently, these women are extremely resilient, with psychological endurance far exceeding that of ordinary people. Deep down, they have a sense of dependence on power and a strong desire for it, even stronger than that of men. Don't be fooled by their usual humble and elegant demeanor; they are actually quite arrogant at heart."

Bai Shi said, once again scrutinizing the female prosecutor with a sharp, piercing gaze, as if dissecting this outwardly resilient and powerful woman of the bureaucracy.

"That's right. This bitch usually pretends to be humble and peaceful, an image of a public servant, but deep down she's incredibly arrogant, always trying to intimidate people with the law. What a damn bureaucrat..." Lai Wenchang cursed.

"Hmm, this kind of woman is excellent material for training. There are quite a few women navigating the officialdom these days, but to find one who possesses both beauty and intelligence is truly one in a million, a rare find!" Bai Shi sighed. "In the eyes of a true trainer, they are considered a scarce resource!"

"Master's insights are indeed profound! What level do you think this woman belongs to?" "

Although her official rank isn't very high, in terms of appearance and temperament, she is the most beautiful woman I've ever trained in the officialdom.

You know, the more beautiful a woman is, the simpler her mind is, because she's already used to relying on her looks to survive. Such a woman is at best a vase, not worth mentioning. Even if you break her, you can find another one.

You know, the Chinese officialdom has always been a treacherous place of open and covert struggles, a place where power and money clash. On the surface, everything seems calm, but secretly, every second is spent scheming. For a woman to survive in this environment and achieve success before the age of 40 is truly remarkable, and a beautiful woman is even rarer!" Bai Shi exclaimed.

"Hmm... with her current performance, she has a real chance of climbing to the position of Chief Prosecutor of the Provincial High Procuratorate within five years," Ma Qingzang said.

"I heard that the 'Haiyue Case,' which has been making headlines, has basically been settled, and she was the chief investigator in that case!"

"The reason I'm interested in her is simply because of a connection. The first time I saw her, I had a feeling that something I had been searching for for many years had unexpectedly appeared before my eyes. My intuition told me that this woman was definitely top-notch training material, and now it seems that she is indeed excellent. She has strong logical thinking ability, quick reflexes, a proud spirit, and an awe-inspiring righteousness. She is truly a rare and outstanding talent!" Master Baishi said with satisfaction.

"Since Master is so interested, I will hand this woman over to you for slow training. I hope to see Master train a bitch prosecutor soon! Haha..." Lai Wenchang laughed loudly.

"Despicable! You beasts, let me go..." Gao Jie couldn't help but be furious when she heard the men's shameless discussion.

"Hmm, this woman's potential is unfathomable. In my experience, if we can transform that tenacity in her bones into subservience, the results of her training could be quite astonishing,"

Master Baishi's beady eyes gleamed.

************

The dimly lit laboratory was filled with the faint smell of formaldehyde. Medical equipment was scattered haphazardly on the table, and the floor was a mess: a urinal, a dirty spittoon, rubber gloves, discarded syringes and a washbasin, a worn-out medical waste bin overflowing with cotton balls, bloodstained gauze…

The chairs, covered in dust and seemingly unused for ages, lay scattered about. Cobwebs clung to the corners. Sunlight streamed through the slowly turning exhaust fan, illuminating a large-screen color television on the table in the center of the room.

At this moment, a lewd scene was playing on the screen: a policewoman in a black uniform was lying face down on a medical bed, her large, white buttocks raised high, the flesh of her buttocks exposed from her torn stockings. Her hands were tied behind her back to her ankles, and she could only rest her forehead on the bed. Several buttons on her uniform were undone, revealing her two large, plump breasts. Behind her, a man whose face was not visible was kneeling, his large hands pressing against the policewoman's buttocks as he vigorously thrust into her.

When the man grabbed the policewoman's hair from behind and pulled her face up, Ye Zi saw herself being raped. After being drugged, she offered almost no resistance to the man's humiliation, her pretty face displaying a dazed yet satisfied expression.

On the large table, besides the television, there was a large iron cage. Ye Zi was locked in this cage, repeatedly watching the scene of herself being raped by the perverted doctor Yang Yuanfan.

Yang Yuanfan somehow obtained a police uniform for Ye Zi to wear, put a dog collar around her neck, and attached a dog chain to the steel post of the cage. Ye Zi was wearing a police uniform on her upper body but was completely naked from the waist down, except for a pair of high heels on her feet, which Yang Yuanfan had deliberately put on her.

Due to the breast augmentation surgery performed by Yang Yuanfan, Ye Zi's breasts were almost twice their original size. The police uniform, which originally fit well, was stretched high by her breasts, and the two buttons on the top of the uniform were pushed to their limit by the astonishing size of her breasts, as if they might pop out at any moment.

At this moment, Ye Zi was oblivious to the lewd scene before her; these images had played countless times. What she longed for most now was Yang Yuanfan's appearance, because she hadn't been to the toilet for three days; Yang Yuanfan had inserted an anal plug into her rectum.

The pressure within her body grew stronger, and Ye Zi gradually became anxious and restless. She kept crawling around in the iron cage. This wretched cage was too low; it couldn't allow her tall figure to stand up at all, only to sit or squat. This Yang Yuanfan was truly despicable.

Actually, Ye Zi had been planning her escape from the very beginning, not letting go of even the slightest opportunity, but Yang Yuanfan was a very cautious person, leaving no loopholes. However, Ye Zi didn't give up; she knew she only needed one chance.

The room door opened with a "creak," and Yang Yuanfan walked in carrying a lunchbox—Ye Zi's lunch.

"So, you want to poop today? If not, I won't force you..." Yang Yuanfan opened the lunchbox and placed it outside the iron cage. There was a hole there; Ye Zi's hands were handcuffed, so she could only stick her head out and eat with her mouth, like feeding a dog.

Ye Zi had lost the stubbornness she had a few days ago, because her body's endurance had its limits.

"I can't take it anymore, quick... let me..." Ye Zi grabbed the bars of the iron cage and cried anxiously.

"Is this what you call begging me?" Yang Yuanfan said in a strange voice.

Ye Zi had no patience to argue anymore. She knew that Yang Yuanfan treated her like prey in a cage, and the more the prey resisted, the more it suited his taste.

"I'm begging you, I can't take it anymore..." Ye Zi said painfully, her eyebrows almost furrowed.

"Hehe, I didn't expect our noble policewoman to finally beg for help. Okay, turn your butt over..." Yang Yuanfan said with a smile.

Afraid that he would change his mind, Ye Zi hurriedly thrust her snowy buttocks high towards the man, waiting for him to pull out that hateful anal plug.

Yang Yuanfan reached into the iron cage and stroked the policewoman's smooth, tender buttocks

before slapping her hard. "You have to give to receive, that's the truth," the doctor said, parting the policewoman's buttocks.

"What are you doing?" the policewoman asked uneasily, turning her head back.

Yang Yuanfan unzipped his pants, releasing his penis.

"No..." Ye Zi tried to escape, but Yang Yuanfan reacted quickly, grabbing the policewoman's leash behind her back and pulling it tight, locking it to the iron post with a "click."

The doctor calmly took a glass enema kit from his white coat pocket, filled with yellow glycerin.

With a "pop," like pulling out a champagne cork, the doctor removed the black anal plug that had been inserted into the policewoman's anus for three days and two nights.

"Ah..."

Ye Zi's head was pulled back by the tightened leash, her delicate eyebrows furrowed, tears welling in her eyes. Although it wasn't the first time she had been raped by this perverted devil, each time it provoked her resistance, because she felt this man was utterly filthy.

The cold glass tube tip pressed against her sensitive anus, and Ye Zi's legs trembled uncontrollably.

"Relax..." Yang Yuanfan said as he pushed the tube down.

"Ugh...no..." A powerful force forced in from behind, and Ye Zi's face almost contorted.

After the injection, the doctor placed his hands on the policewoman's plump, white buttocks and inserted his penis into her flower bush from outside the iron cage.

"If you want to poop, behave yourself, I'll let you poop as much as you want in a bit..." The doctor began thrusting through the iron bars.

"No...no..." The policewoman couldn't accept the fact of enema intercourse.

What a perverted man!

A reaction slowly appeared in her stomach, and the urge to defecate became clearer and clearer.

"Hehe, isn't it a special feeling?" The doctor seemed to see through the policewoman's embarrassment and said lewdly while thrusting.

"Stop, I can't take it anymore...I'm going to come..." Ye Zi cried out in pain, desperately contracting her anal muscles.

The man endured the intense tightness, pulling on the dog leash while thrusting.

"Tell me, what do you want to do?" the doctor demanded sternly.

"Ah..." Ye Zi's brows furrowed, enduring the pain and pleasure emanating from behind, along with the increasingly strong urge to defecate.

"Being fucked like this... feels different, doesn't it... Officer Ye?" The man thrust in and out rapidly.

The video recorder on the wall captured this obscene scene once again.

The penis could feel the tightness and strength of the beautiful policewoman's vaginal walls, caused by her deliberately contracting her sphincter muscles to hold back her bowel movements, making it much more difficult to open up than usual!

When the doctor saw her anus opening and closing rapidly, he knew the policewoman had reached her limit.

"Ah..." The doctor gripped her buttocks tightly and thrust rapidly, finally ejaculating hot semen as if drained dry by the policewoman.

"Quick... let me out... I... I need to poop..." Ye Zi screamed.

This was Ye Zi's long-planned escape opportunity; she had imagined this plan countless times in her mind.

Therefore, she was willing to accept this perverted man's rape once more to make the act convincing.

In fact, after a long period of manipulation, she had already used a wire she had secretly obtained to unlock the handcuffs, shackles, and dog chain lock. Once Yang Yuanfan opened the cage, she might be able to deliver a fatal blow to this shameless man.

She had been waiting for this opportunity for a long time.

However, Yang Yuanfan showed no intention of opening the cage. He picked up an old washbasin from the ground and passed it through the steel bars of the cage.

"Poop here..." the doctor said calmly.

"No... I need to go to the toilet..." Ye Zi cried out.

"Heh heh... I've waited so many days just to see you poop. What am I supposed to watch if you go to the toilet!" Yang Yuanfan scoffed.

"Please... you can watch me however you want in the toilet... it's too... I can't poop here..."

Ye Zi feigned pain.

"Are you going to poop or not? If not, then forget it..." Yang Yuanfan pretended to take back the washbasin.

"If you poop on the table, you'll be sleeping in your own excrement tonight. Don't blame me..."

"No... give me the washbasin..." Ye Zi realized her plan was about to fail.

"Hmm, I'll give you fifteen minutes. Retrieve the basin in fifteen minutes..." Yang Yuanfan placed the basin in the iron cage and brought over a chair.

"Fifteen minutes isn't enough..." Ye Zi shouted.

Yang Yuanfan ignored her, sat down on the dusty chair with a newspaper as a seat, and glanced at his watch.

"Start the timer now!"

Ye Zi angrily kicked the basin, making a loud "clang."

Yang Yuanfan ignored the policewoman, preoccupied with his watch.

This man is utterly shameless.

Ye Zi cursed inwardly. Her plan had failed again, but she still had to deal with the pent-up physiological needs of the past few days.

But how could she...

Ye Zi glared fiercely at the perverted man outside the cage, considering the best angle to squat down.

The beautiful policewoman inside the cage was wearing a police uniform on top, but her lower body was completely naked, except for her high heels. She looked awkward and anxious.

Although the policewoman was extremely unwilling, she could no longer wait for the time to pass. It was quite a challenge to resolve the constipation she had accumulated over the past three days within fifteen minutes.

No matter the angle, she couldn't escape the man's gaze. Finally, the policewoman squatted down sideways, her buttocks straddling the sink.

This incredibly proud and beautiful policewoman was finally going to defecate in front of him, and Yang Yuanfan suppressed his excitement.

"Don't look..." Ye Zi suppressed her shame, her delicate eyebrows furrowed, her body trembling slightly, her anus heaving rapidly.

"Ah..." The policewoman turned her head away from the man's gaze, a torrent of fluid gushing out from within her.

The video recorder on the wall recorded the entire policewoman's defecation performance.

"Enjoy your lunch slowly..." The man, satisfied with the policewoman's performance, walked out of the laboratory.

This underground laboratory was built in the dungeon of the Hongluo Lake Manor on the outskirts of the city.

Yang Yuanfan opened several doors and retraced his steps, walking up a narrow stone staircase, arriving at the basement entrance five minutes later.

This entrance was hidden among the Taihu stone rockery on Hongluo Lake in the manor, and the basement was built beneath the lake's surface.

Yang Yuanfan pressed a mechanism to open the stone door to the exit; everything was perfectly disguised. He cautiously glanced around, slipped out, and then pressed a perfectly disguised latch. The stone gate closed before he emerged from the artificial hill.

The vast manor was deserted and eerily quiet. Yang Yuanfan walked through paths shaded by flowers and green leaves, turning left and right for about ten minutes before finally leaving the small island in Hongluo Lake and heading towards the parking garage.

He backed the car out of the garage, turned, and drove towards the manor gate.

Approaching the gate, Yang Yuanfan pointed the remote control outwards, and the black, classic gate opened automatically.

He stepped on the gas and drove off; a minute later, the gate closed automatically.

Yang Yuanfan was very familiar with this place; it was clear he frequented it.

Actually, this wasn't his home, but the residence of Dean Ma Qingcang. The

car turned directly onto the highway, and Yang Yuanfan sped up, completely unaware that a yellow Xiali taxi was following him at a distance.

********** ... Just as she was feeling utterly bored, her Siemens phone on the table rang again. Han Binghong picked it up and saw it was another text message from Gao Jie, saying she had an urgent assignment and couldn't come over, and would call her again that evening. Since becoming the head of the Prevention of Duty-Related Crimes at the Provincial Higher People's Procuratorate, Gao Jie had been incredibly busy, and Han Binghong had seen her much less often. Han Binghong, being a legal professional, knew this wasn't unusual and wasn't surprised. After talking with Gao Jie that night, Han Binghong felt much more at ease, as if she had found a pillar of support. In such a dilemma, outsiders often see things most clearly, and Han Binghong also felt that Gao Jie had matured a lot in the past two years, thinking things through more thoroughly. Perhaps being in officialdom and seeing more of the world makes one's attitude towards life much more mature. That evening, Gao Jie texted again, saying she didn't have time and would have to arrange to meet again later. Han Binghong felt a little disappointed. The night passed without incident. Han Binghong lay awake in bed, unable to sleep. Zheng Yuntian still hadn't returned home. At this time when they should have stood together through thick and thin, he, as a man, was so evasive. Han Binghong felt a chill in her heart. Although she had initiated the divorce, everyone could see it was just a momentary outburst. If Zheng Yuntian truly loved her, he wouldn't have given up so easily. The woman, alone in her empty room, felt a sliver of despair. She began to doubt this man. At this moment, she was accompanied only by loneliness and isolation. In her heartache and despair, Han Binghong couldn't help but think of her son, far away in a foreign country. Looking at the family photo on the table, Liangliang, nestled between his parents, his bright eyes sparkling, was so adorable. Han Binghong's eyes gradually blurred with tears. The night was long. Han Binghong didn't know what tomorrow held, but she had a feeling she had reached a crossroads in her life. The next day, Han Binghong got up early. She decided to go see Gao Jie herself. After breakfast, Han Binghong changed her clothes. Just then, the phone rang. "Hello..." Han Binghong picked up the receiver. "Hello, are you Ms. Han Binghong?" a polite male voice asked. "Yes, that's me. May I ask who you are?" "My name is Zhuang Yi, and I'm a lawyer from Zhengdao Law Firm. I'm sorry to bother you, but I'm currently handling your divorce proceedings on behalf of your husband, Mr. Zheng Yuntian. He has already signed the divorce agreement and now he just wants your opinion..." "What?" Han Binghong could hardly believe her ears. "He...he actually went to process the divorce without even consulting me!" Han Binghong's heart sank as if into an ice cellar. "I'm not entirely sure about that, but I seem to recall Mr. Zheng saying that you were the one who initiated the divorce!" the man said. "This...it's impossible, I don't believe it." Han Binghong simply couldn't believe that Zheng Yuntian could be so heartless. "Well then, Ms. Han, if you have any questions, you can come to our law firm. If it's inconvenient for you, I can also come to your home..." "Okay, I'll go out now," Han Binghong said. "I'll wait for you in the law firm office. Here's my phone number; feel free to contact me anytime if you need anything." Han Binghong hung up the phone and hurried out, hailing a taxi straight to the 'Zhengdao' law firm. Having worked in the legal field for many years, she knew 'Zhengdao' was a very reputable law firm. Wanxiu Residential Area was only a twenty-minute drive from Diamond Plaza on Jingang Avenue, and Zhengdao Law Firm was located on the thirteenth floor of the Shengshi Building in Diamond Plaza. The Shengshi Building was situated in a bustling prime commercial area, with a trade center and chain stores on the ground floor, and commercial office space on the fifth floor and above. Han Binghong took the elevator to the thirteenth floor and saw people coming and going everywhere. "Hello, miss, how can I help you?" a female receptionist proactively asked. "Oh, is this Zhengdao Law Firm?" "Yes, turn left this way and walk 20 meters." The receptionist said politely. "I have an appointment with Attorney Zhuang Yi at the firm. Could you please show me the way?" "Sure, please, miss." The receptionist led Han Binghong to an office door and gently knocked. "Please come in..." The receptionist pushed open the door and went in. Han Binghong glanced at her and followed. Behind the desk sat a young man wearing glasses, dressed in a suit and tie, looking refined. "Attorney Zhuang, this young lady needs your help," the receptionist said. "Oh, you must be Miss Han. Please have a seat," the lawyer surnamed Zhuang said politely, standing up. Han Binghong nodded and sat down in the swivel chair opposite the desk. The receptionist poured a cup of hot tea for the guest and then politely withdrew. "Miss Han, I'm sorry to have asked you to come up in person. Let's get straight to the point. Here are all the necessary documents for the divorce proceedings. Your husband has already signed them. You can take a look first," Attorney Zhuang placed a document in front of Han Binghong. Han Binghong opened it and saw that it was indeed Zheng Yuntian's signature. She recognized the handwriting. "Why didn't he wait for me to be there to sign together?" Han Binghong asked.

“I’m not entirely sure about this. I asked Mr. Zheng if we should wait for your wife to arrive before signing together, but he said it wasn’t necessary. He said you two have already reached an agreement, and signing is just a formality. He was worried you might have doubts, so he had us record the signing. I’ll show it to you now.”

Han Binghong glanced quickly at the contents of the divorce agreement. Zheng Yuntian had actually relinquished all joint property, leaving everything, including their son Zheng Liang, to his wife.

Attorney Zhuang turned on the video recorder, and sure enough, on the screen was Zheng Yuntian. In this office, right where Han Binghong was sitting, he had signed the divorce agreement in Zhuang Yi’s presence.

Seeing her husband sign so resolutely, so decisively, Han Binghong’s heart grew colder and colder.

“Ms. Han also works in the legal field, so she should be very familiar with the procedures for this kind of case. I won’t explain further. If you still want to consider it, you don’t have to sign now; there’s still time.”

“Why? Why can he be so heartless?” Han Binghong knew that even she might not be able to sign the divorce agreement so calmly. After all, they had a deep bond as husband and wife. Was loyalty really that important to a man?

After returning from the law firm, Han Binghong dialed Zheng Yuntian’s mobile phone, only to find it was switched off. She called his workplace and was told he hadn’t been seen for several days.

Three days later, Han Binghong received confirmation that Zheng Yuntian had eloped abroad with a female colleague from his workplace!

When Han Binghong learned that the female colleague’s name was Wang Ningmei, she seemed to understand something.

Women are most vulnerable and sensitive at this time.

Han Binghong finally realized that this marriage was beyond repair.

The family was over, shattered. Han Binghong felt utterly exhausted. The usually strong woman collapsed, tears silently streaming down her face, soaking her pillow. The

Red

Snail Lake Manor was serene in the still of the night. Insects chirped from the flowerbeds, and moonlight spilled like water onto the gleaming windowsills.

The bedroom was decorated in a romantic and elegant ivory white, with a milky white ceiling light casting a soft glow into every corner, creating a warm and inviting atmosphere.

A European-style fireplace, a royal ivory bed and armchair, high-grade polished stone floors, and a magnificent Persian carpet—everything was so luxurious and elegant.

The fully drawn curtains fluttered gently, and the night breeze carried the faint fragrance of flowers from the garden into the room.

A stunningly beautiful woman sat at her dressing table, carefully tending to her appearance in front of the large mirror. If this were a painting, she would be the most revered queen in the entire palace.

Ma Qing, dressed in a bathrobe, leaned against the back of the ivory bed, flipping through a magazine.

It's an open secret at Ren Dong Hospital that head nurse Lin Ying is the mistress of hospital director Ma Qingzang. In the public eye, they're practically husband and wife, just waiting to walk down the aisle.

Indeed, Ma Qingzang has registered many of his assets under Lin Ying's name. His daily life, social schedule, affairs, and even the family finances are all managed by Lin Ying. While she's his head nurse at the hospital, she's essentially his personal secretary.

No one at the hospital knows when their affair began; they only know that Lin Ying transferred to Ren Dong Hospital shortly after Ma Qingzang became director. The age difference between them also surprises the hospital staff, leading them to suspect a special relationship.

Although Lin Ying's relationship with the director is extraordinary, she didn't become head nurse through Ma Qingzang's connections. She's a genuine nursing graduate with top-notch skills, excellent medical ethics, and a kind and gentle nature, deeply loved and respected by the nurses in her department.

The head nurse had already changed out of her white coat, wearing only a thin pink silk slip dress that subtly revealed her voluptuous figure, her curvaceous curves alluring and seductive. Her hair was loosely styled, revealing her smooth, beautiful neck, and her gaze at the mirror was captivatingly alluring.

"I heard some police officers came to the hospital today. What's going on?" Lin Ying asked casually, while tending to her skin.

Ma Qingcang, lying on the bed, coughed lightly. "Hmm… Dr. Lin Xuehua, who recently joined the hospital, and a nurse from the emergency department named Chen Xiaolu, disappeared without a trace. We don't know what happened, but it's alarmed the Public Security Bureau. They say it's related to a serial rape and murder case, and they've come to the hospital to investigate several times."

"A serial rape and murder case? No way, that seems to have happened more than half a year ago," Lin Ying said.

“It happened about six months ago, but the culprit hasn’t been caught yet. He might be active again recently. The police are worried that the two of them have fallen into the hands of this pervert…”

“What did the police say?”

“Nothing much. They just keep asking the same questions. The people in the hospital who had the most contact with them said there was nothing suspicious. There’s no news right now, so we can only tentatively classify them as missing persons. I’ve already asked the personnel department to cooperate with the police in their investigation. I hope they’re alright.” Ma Qingzang put down the magazine in his hand.

“Sigh, they’re both so beautiful. I’m really worried. This pervert is terrifying…” Lin Ying said.

“Alright, stop talking about them. Do you know what day it is in a few days?” Ma Qingzang looked at the charming head nurse.

Lin Ying smiled gently: “I remember! It’s your birthday. I’ve never forgotten it.”

“You’ve been so busy with things at the hospital lately. I was really afraid you’d forgotten. By the way, what activities are you planning to celebrate this year?” Ma Qingzang asked.

“It’s a secret for now!” Lin Ying giggled, her smile as radiant as a flower.

"Heh, still keeping it a secret from me?" Ma Qingzang took off his glasses and placed them on the bedside table, then got out of bed.

"Hmm, let me guess..." Ma Qingzang said as he walked behind the woman.

Lin Ying smiled without saying a word.

Ma Qingzang placed his hands on the woman's shoulders, looked at the sexy beauty in the mirror, brought his face close to Lin Ying's ear, inhaling the sweet fragrance, and said mysteriously, "You know what I want most..."

Everyone knows that Ma Qingzang wants a son!

"It's your own fault for not being able to have one, you can't blame me..." Lin Ying said reproachfully.

"Hehe, this time I'm 100% sure..." Ma Qingzang chuckled lewdly, his hands slowly sliding down to the head nurse's high breasts, those proud jade peaks so elastic.

"Mmm..." The woman's eyes were lightly closed.

Ma Qingzang gently kissed the beauty's earlobe, sucking on the jade-like earlobe, his hands tightening and loosening, squeezing a pair of ample breasts through the thin fabric.

Lin Ying, having just finished her bath, wasn't wearing a bra, only a sexy pair of thongs. Her mature body was faintly visible beneath the thin, almost invisible nightgown, making her even more alluring.

Ma Qingzang's hands didn't lessen, his lips already pressed against hers, inhaling her fragrant breath.

The head nurse's forehead flushed, her almond eyes sparkling with spring, her beauty captivating.

The man slowly helped her up from the chair, his fingers pinching and kneading her nipples.

"Ah..." the head nurse let out a soft moan from deep within her throat, her brows furrowing slightly.

Ma Qingzang's lower body pressed against her full buttocks, one of his hands already exploring her flower path, finding it already warm and moist.

"Hmm, already wet..." the man deliberately whispered in the head nurse's ear.

The dignified head nurse blushed, letting the man caress her, her desire slowly blossoming.

Ma Qingzang untied the belt around his nightgown, revealing he wasn't wearing underwear, his hard, erect penis pressing directly against her beautiful buttocks.

“Slut, come here, help me blow it up…” Ma Qingzang used vulgar language to provoke the head nurse.

Lin Ying's cheeks flushed red as she slowly turned around, squatted down, her beautiful eyes shimmering, and with a captivating allure, she raised her head, glancing at the man with infinite shyness. Her jade-like hand gently grasped the ugly penis and stroked it a few times, then slowly opened her mouth and carefully took the glans inside.

"Oh..." Ma Qingzang groaned with pleasure as his penis was enveloped in her warm mouth.

The head nurse held the old man's scrotum with one hand, gently kneading it, swallowing the penis as deeply as possible, then slowly withdrew, beginning the piston-like motion of her mouth and penis.

Ma Qingzang enjoyed the beauty's oral service, took a nurse's cap from the dressing table drawer, and put it on the head nurse's hair. He still preferred Lin Ying's angelic white-clad look; from above, Lin Ying's beautiful eyelashes fluttered, the nurse's cap rose and fell rhythmically, and the way her lips obscenely held his penis made his hardness increase even more.

"Hmm...delicious, isn't it..." Ma Qingzang pressed down on the beautiful woman's head, swaying his hips back and forth, pushing his penis in as far as possible.

The head nurse gave him a reproachful glance, her alluring demeanor captivating. Her tongue danced incessantly on the glans, her beautiful cheeks adorned with deep dimples that rose and fell with each thrust of his penis.

The old man's ugly penis throbbed, its black shaft glistening with saliva, the glans gently scraped by his teeth, causing Ma Qingzang to tremble occasionally.

"Come..." The man withdrew his penis and pulled the head nurse up.

Lin Ying turned around, her hands bracing against the edge of the dressing table, her full buttocks arching towards the man.

Ma Qingzang lifted the hem of his silk nightgown, his fully erect penis plunging into her pubic hair.

The head nurse's plump, round buttocks were incredibly elastic. Ma Qingzang grasped her breasts, his waist arching, and began his attack from behind.

Despite being nearly sixty, Ma Qingzang practiced Taoist sexual techniques, his sexual prowess as vigorous as a young man's, with complete control and unique skills. Lin Ying was frequently brought to multiple orgasms by him, experiencing ecstasy.

His fingers felt the nipples harden and stand erect, and the love juice in the secret passage increased. Ma Qingzang's thrusting rhythm gradually quickened.

"Mmm..." The head nurse, her body brimming with desire, glanced back, her slender waist swaying, matching the movements of the man behind her.

The bedroom was filled with the warmth of spring, but at that moment, a dark shadow suddenly flashed past the dark window.

The morning sun shone in the garden, and the dew on the flowers and leaves slowly disappeared.

Ma Qingzang had been tossing and turning all night, and the sun was high in the sky, yet he was still not awake.

Lin Ying got up early and was busy preparing breakfast in the kitchen, her face beaming with satisfaction.

"Time to get up..."

Ma Qingzang yawned, reluctantly being pulled up.

"Go rinse your mouth, or you'll be late," the head nurse said.

"Can I sleep a little longer..." Ma Qingzang murmured blankly with his eyes closed.

"No, who told you to be so reckless last night..." the head nurse insisted, forcefully pulling the sheets off the man.

Ma Qingzang regained his composure and had no choice but to obediently get out of bed.

After washing up, the two had breakfast together. After breakfast, Lin Ying helped the old man change into his work clothes, and they were about to leave together.

Lin Ying wore a light-colored short-sleeved suit, the well-fitting clothes outlining her charming curves, and a stylish leather bag was slung over her shoulder.

Ma Qingzang opened the rosewood door and was about to walk out.

Lin Ying suddenly exclaimed,

"Look, what's that?" The head nurse pointed to a cardboard box at the foot of the stone steps in front of the door.

Ma Qingzang also saw a beautifully wrapped gift box sitting there quietly.

Lin Ying went over and picked up the box.

"Oh, it's for you!" Lin Ying saw a note on the box that read "To be opened by Ma Qingzang."

"Open it and see," Ma Qingzang said.

Lin Ying then pulled the ribbon on the gift box.

"Ah..." Lin Ying suddenly screamed, and the cardboard box fell to the ground.

Ma Qingzang looked closely and saw that inside the box was a castrated man's penis!

The cut was a bloody mess, the blood had already congealed, but it was still very red, indicating that it had been cut off recently.

Ma Qingzang, who had wielded a scalpel for decades, wasn't afraid, but a sense of foreboding lingered in his heart.

"Look, there's another videotape," Lin Ying, still shaken, said, pointing to the box on the ground.

Ma Qingzang picked up the videotape, thought for a moment, and went straight back inside.

Lin Ying followed him back, and saw Ma Qingzang put the videotape into the player and turn on the television.

The screen was filled with static, and Ma Qingzang stared intently at the screen.

Suddenly, an image flashed on the television screen. * The following is a separate, unrelated excerpt :* "The Young Master's Peeping Eyes on Love, Springtime Arousal, Red Leaves First Dye, Flower Buds Bloom"

Author : tangdai Poem: An old firefly and a young woman ask about the watch's sorrow, how many times has the watch been kept or not; yesterday, the sky was filled with falling catkins, since then, the lady has been too lazy to climb the tower. It is said that during the Zhenguan era of the Tang Dynasty, everything was revived, the government was efficient and the people were harmonious, everyone lived in peace and prosperity, and in Chang'an, doors could be left unlocked at night, and lost items were not picked up on the road. Major cities like Chang'an and Luoyang were bustling with people, their streets teeming with people. The city offered a wide variety of goods, including many rare and exotic items from both foreign lands and within the country. Chang'an, the capital of the Tang Dynasty, was a prime example. Its towering buildings, densely packed with buildings, gleaming red bricks, and resplendent gold, were incredibly prosperous. Confucius said, "Food and sex are human nature." During the prosperous reign of Emperor Zhenguan of the Tang Dynasty, the people were well-fed and clothed. However, as the saying goes, "When people are well-fed, they think of lust," and thus, the Tang people were known for their licentiousness; elopement and adultery were commonplace. On the outskirts of Chang'an, there was a manor owned by a wealthy man named Tie Bingzhi, courtesy name Changwu. His grandfather had served as the provincial governor of Shanxi, and the family was very wealthy. Through the hard work of Bingzhi and his son, the Tie family had become the richest in the suburbs. Changwu had passed the imperial examination at a young age, and because of his strict family discipline, he did not have many wives and concubines like others. His first wife died young, and unable to bear the loneliness, he remarried the daughter of the head of Kunshan. She was twenty-three years old, with a face like a lotus, a waist like a willow, almond eyes, peach cheeks, eyebrows like distant spring mountains, and eyes like shimmering autumn water. Her lotus feet were narrow, her slender fingers delicate, her graceful figure indescribable in its charm. Truly, she possessed a beauty that could make fish sink and geese fall from the sky, a beauty that could shame the moon and flowers. Now, Bing's first wife had two sons and two daughters. His eldest son, Sheng, courtesy name Changgeng, was eight feet tall, thirty years old, tall and broad-shouldered, robust and strong, with a face like a silver basin. He was kind-hearted, had studied martial arts under a master, and was chivalrous and always ready to help those in need, earning him the nickname "Second Mengchang" (a legendary figure known for his chivalry and loyalty). He had some reputation in the martial arts world. He married Zhe Rong, the daughter of Wang Ji of Yangzhou, at his father's behest. The second son, Tieqin, courtesy name Guanyu, was only eighteen years old. He was exceptionally handsome and dashing, with outstanding talent. His eyebrows were like sword peaks, his eyes like bright stars, his nose like a hanging gall bladder, and his face like a jade wall. Even a reincarnation of Pan An could not compare, and a reborn Song Yu would sigh in admiration. In addition, he was tall and handsome, with a slender waist and slender arms, and possessed a wealth of literary knowledge. His demeanor was elegant, always refined, and he often wore a scholar's robe with a turban. Tieqin particularly favored white robes; a white-shirted young man was like a jade tree in the wind, a divine figure descended to earth, captivating countless young ladies and wives. Tieqin's temperament was like his brother's—kind and generous. In his early years, he received guidance from a high monk, and his martial arts skills were also outstanding. He was a man of both literary and martial talents. Tie Qin was playful by nature and clever. He often gathered with his fellow writers to compose poems and discuss literature. However, he did not achieve much fame or official rank. Therefore, although he was very learned, he was still a commoner. With his father and brothers still alive, he was happy and carefree.

In Chang'an, numerous wealthy merchants, high-ranking officials, and nobles desired to arrange marriages with him, but all refused. Tie Qin, with his high standards, was determined to choose a woman of both beauty and talent, someone with a discerning eye, to accompany him for life, so that his life would not have been in vain. His maid, Hongye, was the most charming; at eighteen, she was graceful and elegant, with extraordinary beauty. Tie Qin was often captivated by her, but being a learned and courteous gentleman, he did not stray from her.

Bingzhi also had two daughters. The elder, Tie Mei, was only sixteen, with slightly plump skin, a well-proportioned figure, cheeks like fresh lychees, and a delicate nose. Gentle and quiet, she was mild-mannered. She loved flowers and red, and mostly stayed indoors, disliking the outdoors; therefore, few in the neighborhood knew the true beauty of the eldest daughter of the Tie family.

Now, let's talk about the second daughter, Tie Xiao. She was born with slender shoulders and a narrow waist, a tall and graceful figure, an oval face, beautiful eyes and delicate eyebrows, and a bright, sparkling gaze. The second young lady, now of marriageable age, possessed a fiery and spirited nature, unlike her two older brothers and sister. She was fond of playing and spent her days outdoors, rarely seen.

Bingzhi initially thought, "She's young and wild; I can't bear to restrain her." But as she grew older, he realized he couldn't correct her, so he let her be, hoping she wouldn't cause trouble. The second young lady did resemble her brother in one way: chivalrous and sociable, with friends from all corners of the world. Having also practiced martial arts with her brother in her youth, she was quite skilled.

Seeing his family thriving and his wealth abundant, Bingzhi lived a carefree life, spending his leisure time playing chess with his young wife, drinking wine, or enjoying family time in the garden.

It was mid-spring, a time of vibrant flowers, green willows, and red peach blossoms. After a long rain, butterflies fluttered, and orioles sang sweetly—a truly delightful spring scene.

Tieqin, accompanied by his poet friends and literary companions, went out for a spring outing, enjoying a day of fun before returning home on horseback. The sky was clear, the moon shone brightly in the trees, and a cool breeze blew gently. Although it was already evening, birds sang and horses flew about, and the fragrance of peach blossoms wafted on the wind. Tie Qin's mood brightened, the day's fatigue vanished, and he returned home satisfied.

The Second Young Master Tie reached the city gate, which was not yet closed, so he slowly entered the city. The moonlight was bright, and the road was not very dark. Upon arriving at his residence, he was greeted by a gatekeeper who served him along the way.

The Second Young Master returned to his study and sat down. His maid, Hongye, brought hot water, removed his socks and shoes, and washed his feet. Then she gently massaged Tie Qin's joints and acupoints, making him feel completely relaxed and comfortable.

A servant lit a silver lamp, and the servants prepared the evening meal. The family sat together, each servant beside them. After the meal,

the Second Young Master sat quietly in his study, instructing a servant to prepare tea and burn incense for quiet contemplation. Tie Qin, nearing twenty, was full of vigor and knowledgeable about matters of love, but due to strict family upbringing, he had not yet indulged in sexual relations.

In the spring, when human desires were at their peak, how could a man of such spirit not harbor improper thoughts?

Tie Qin felt restless and uneasy. He wandered out of his room, passing through the flowerbeds and along the corridors. All his family members were fast asleep, and the room was quiet. The moon shone like a silver box, illuminating everything; all was still. Tie Qin approached his elder brother's room and saw that the candles were still lit. He then heard laughter and chatter, which greatly surprised him. He stopped and poked a hole in the window paper with his finger to peek inside.

Inside, the room was brightly lit, filled with the atmosphere of spring. His elder brother, Tie Sheng, and his sister-in-law, Zhe Rong, were both naked and engaged in passionate lovemaking on the bed. The two were deeply engrossed in their lovemaking.

The second young master watched his elder brother and sister-in-law play for a while, then heard the elder brother, Tie Sheng, say, "Sweetheart, let's go play on the bench." Zhe Rong nodded, and her brother then carried her to the bench, lifted her legs, and placed them on his shoulders. He saw that his brother's penis was thick, dark, and fully inserted into his sister-in-law's vagina. Zhe Rong's pubic hair was sparse, red, tender, and plump.

Tie Sheng aimed at her flower bud and thrust straight to its core, pumping in and out a hundred or two times. Zhe Rong's vaginal fluids gushed out, making a smacking sound. Then he heard Zhe Rong say to her brother, "Stop? I don't know why, but it feels like insect bites, so itchy and uncomfortable. Let's finish quickly!"

As Zhe Rong spoke, her lower body responded, embracing her husband with both hands, her jade body completely pressed against him, her golden lotus feet half-fallen, her pretty eyes slanted, her soft voice low and seductive, clearly aroused. This made the elder brother lose his senses, pressing against her flower bud, thrusting hard dozens of times, and he ejaculated without realizing it. He then got up and pulled out his penis.

The second young master, Tie Qin, watched from outside, his face flushed and his mind racing. Unable to contain himself, his manhood, as hard as a locust tree, throbbed and sprang to life.

He thought, "If I could have a woman as beautiful as my sister-in-law, and experience her pleasures, I would have lived a worthwhile life. Seeing their blissful state, the act of lovemaking would surely be intoxicating." He held his manhood firmly and continued to look inside.

He saw his brother embracing his sister-in-law, kissing her, touching her breasts, and caressing her vulva. He then placed one of her white jade legs on his shoulder, pinching her lotus feet and saying, "I don't love anything else about you, I only love your little feet, they're so interesting!"

His lust reignited, he thrust his manhood into her vulva, then carried her to the bedside, laid her down on the couch, spread her legs, and began to fondle her again, making soft, smacking noises.

When he reached fifty, Zhe Rong's vulva opened wide, and her lustful fluids surged forth like a spring tide.

As she reached the point of climax, she cried out, "My good husband, you've made me so happy! You've already ravaged my cunt, what am I to do?" Though she moaned, she secretly thought, "My husband's penis is so big, please don't let it go soft, keep it hard, that's when it'll be truly pleasurable." She saw him tightly embracing Tie Sheng, her lower body eagerly receiving his penis, and she added to the pleasure with her moans.

Encouraged by the woman's encouragement, Tie Sheng's penis grew even more vigorous. He thought to himself, "Her beauty is warm and moist inside, with budding flesh and tender flesh that seems to be biting and nibbling like a swallow carrying a flower. Today I must have a good time to show my heroic nature."

Meanwhile, the second young master, watching from outside the window, was thoroughly enjoying himself, his spirits high, almost unable to control himself. Fearing he would make a sound and attract his brother and sister-in-law's attention, he slowly and lazily returned to his room and lay down fully clothed. He spent the night lost in thought, unable to sleep, his mind filled with thoughts of lovemaking. He finally drifted off to sleep at dawn.

Tie Qin groggily awoke to the sight of dawn, his penis still unyielding, erect and bulging against his trousers like a drum. Though the bedchamber was warm, the absence of his beloved made the night unbearable.

Tie Qin secretly thought, "Hongye, a beautiful maid, is someone I've always treated well. If I summon her today, she'll surely agree." He was delighted. Just as

he was about to call Hongye into the room, the door opened, and Hongye, carrying a basin of water and a towel, entered. Seeing the young master still in bed, she called out, "Please wash your face, young master."

Tie Qin, still half-asleep, had slightly red eyes. Hongye earnestly asked, "Young master, did you sleep well last night?

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Seeing the young master's silence and shriveled expression, as if he were ill, and noticing the swelling in his lower body, he immediately understood the situation. His face flushed red, his eyes darting around, and he turned to leave.

The young master hastily jumped off the bed and grabbed her, saying, "Sister! Where are you going? I have something to discuss with you!"

Hongye deliberately said, "Young master, let go. If someone sees us pulling like this, wouldn't I be utterly ashamed?"

In truth, Hongye had long harbored feelings for the young master because of his handsome appearance and dignified bearing. Seeing his burning desire, she thought to herself, "If you were to favor me and take me as your concubine, it would be the greatest fortune of my life." So she half-heartedly resisted.

The young master pulled Hongye close, inserted his hand into her crotch, and began to caress her genitals. A little lubrication had already flowed from there. When the young master probed with his finger, Hongye trembled all over, her body jerking as she threw herself onto him. Seeing her aroused, the young master carried her to the bed and began to untie her skirt and trousers.

All that could be seen was the thing between Hongye's legs opening and closing excitedly, like a fresh peach, snow-white with a touch of pink, and some milky white fluid overflowing from her vulva, smelling slightly like a young girl's fragrance, with sparse pubic hair clinging to the area around her vulva, which was quite interesting.

Seeing this, the young master's desire surged like a tidal wave, overwhelming him. Unable to restrain himself, he parted her thighs and thrust in, swallowing half of his member with a "thud." Hongye cried out in pain, "Ouch!" She hurriedly pushed him away, her brows furrowed, and said, "Young master, it hurts a bit. Can you take it slow?"

The second young master saw that his penis was only halfway in, and that Hongye's jade-like face was covered in sweat and her cherry lips were crooked, clearly in great pain. He felt pity for her and tenderly caressed her, gently teasing her. Hongye initially felt some pain inside, but also some itchiness. She opened her lips and said, "Young master, it itches!" Upon hearing this, the young master also felt that Hongye's vagina was moist and warm, and unconsciously thrust again, penetrating her completely.

The red leaf's silver screen shattered, causing both itching and pain. A mixture of red and white fluid flowed from her vulva. The young master, in the throes of passion, paused and thrust dozens more times. The red leaf's interior was already swollen with the young master's flesh. He, like a fish in water, thrust and pumped vigorously, about two hundred times, creating a wet, gurgling sound, like a cow swallowing water. The red leaf stopped crying out in pain, panting heavily, her waist swaying wildly, her legs clenched tightly, her flower core dancing

wildly, ejaculating in waves. The young master, his passion raging, thrust and pounced, relentlessly targeting her flower core. The red leaf savored the experience. Seeing the sun rise through the gauze window, he pressed his fingertips against her flower core, releasing a torrent of fluid. Both cried out in pleasure. After

a short rest, the red leaf rose and wiped away the fluid. The two became even closer.

A poem testifies to this:

"The long pole rises horizontally, shattering the ice of the secluded pool; Chirp, chirp, chirp, the boat sails to the flower's heart.

There is no intention to pick lotus, nor to gather water chestnuts; The true taste here will only grow purer in the days to come."

Now that the second young master is sensible, who knows what earth-shattering things he will do next? To find out what happens next, please listen to the next chapter.

Chapter Two: Springtime in the House, Young Lady's Unique

Poem:

Deep within the curtained hall, the long, quiet night stretches on after I lie down.

The life of a goddess is but a dream, the young lady's dwelling is without a lover.

The wind and waves do not believe the water chestnut branch is weak, who taught the moon and dew to make the leaves fragrant?

I know that longing is futile, yet my melancholy is a kind of pure madness.

Leaving aside the second young master and his maid Hongye sharing the spring, let's talk about the second young lady, Tieqiao. Truly, her name reflects her appearance; she is incredibly beautiful. The second young lady's face is exquisite, like jade and a flower, exceptionally elegant. Her hair was styled in a graceful, slanted style, her mane adorned with flowers, her eyebrows like two spring mountains, her face like a lotus emerging from water, her cherry-red lips complemented by delicate pearl-like hairpins, her ten fingers like bamboo shoots, her waist slender as a willow, her bound feet narrow and bound, her movements exuding a graceful charm.

Although the second young lady was incomparably beautiful and lively, she was also quite fiery. Having been spoiled since childhood due to the early death of her first wife, she had developed a fearless personality. Having also learned martial arts from her brother, she was unlike the typical lady; she disliked the secluded life of a young lady and preferred sticks, swords, and spears, always ready to fight for justice. Because she spent her days with a group of men, her name was widely known. Mentioning "Female Mengchang" immediately identified her as the second young lady of Tie Bing. Because of her kind and generous nature, she had also gotten herself into many troublesome situations. But please bear with me, sir, as I will tell you the story in detail.

On a summer evening, the second young lady hurried along the woods at the east end of the village. The trees were dense, their thick shade blocking out the sun; even with a golden horse suspended in mid-air, the woods were still dark, and at dusk, it was pitch black. But the second young lady was skilled in martial arts, and she was returning home in high spirits, so what was there to fear? It turned out that she had been invited to a friend's birthday banquet that day, where she had shared many camaraderie with heroes and warriors. In high spirits, she had drunk a few extra cups of wine, and, still basking in the glow of the wine, had returned home under the moonlight, enjoying the cool breeze and the croaking of frogs.

Just as she emerged from the woods, she suddenly heard a scream behind her, a scream like that of a ghost, sending chills down her spine. However, being naturally chivalrous, the second young lady turned back into the woods to find the source of the strange sound. The dark woods were now as still as water, without a sound.

Finding nothing amiss, the second young lady turned and headed home. Unexpectedly, a gust of wind blew from behind, and something suddenly attacked. The second young lady dodged left and right, and loudly asked, "What kind of thief dares to lay a hand on your second aunt, Tie Qiao?"

The shadowy figure did not reply, but instead tried to grab Tie Qiao with a "grappling hand." Tie Qiao was quite capable; she dodged and weaved, throwing punches and palms, kicking and stepping, fighting the shadowy figure for dozens of rounds. However, being a young woman, and with the effects of alcohol taking hold, she felt dizzy and her limbs were gradually weakening. Seeing this, the shadowy figure became even faster, trying to capture Tie Qiao. Although Tie Qiao resisted the shadowy figure with all her might, she eventually succumbed to exhaustion and fell into his clutches.

Seeing that he had subdued Tie Qiao, the shadowy figure was overjoyed. He untied Tie Qiao's clothes and was about to reach for the young lady's breasts when he suddenly heard a shout from behind: "You lecherous thief, how dare you bully my little sister! Take this!"

Seeing the newcomer's agility, the shadowy figure dropped his prey and focused all his attention on the newcomer. The newcomer was dressed in flowing white robes, a paper fan in a turban, and looked like a frail scholar.

The shadowy figure sneered, "Where did this poor wretch come from? Daring to ruin my good time, get out of my way, or I'll smash the ink out of your belly!"

The scholar waved his fan: "You scoundrel, you're dead today!"

With that, he leaped into the shadowy figure's arms and began to fight. Seeing the white-robed figure's superior skill, the shadowy figure feigned an attack and scrambled away.

Only then did the second young lady realize that the person who had saved her was her second brother. She couldn't help but pout and say, "Second brother, why did you only come now? I was almost bullied by a thug!"

Tie Qin chuckled and said, "Good girl, I was worried you were drunk, so I searched all the way here and just happened to save you. Let's see if you dare to be careless again."

Tie Qiao blushed at her brother's teasing and said, "Second brother, please don't tell Father about what happened today, so he won't worry."

Tie Qin laughed again, "You wild girl, when did you learn to care about Father?" He then helped Tie Qiao straighten her clothes, and the two went home together.

Back at the mansion, Tie Qiao, though still shaken, was a martial artist and her composure was relatively stable. Moreover, Tie Qin hadn't told their father, so she acted as usual. The whole family sat together, ate their supper, and then went to their rooms.

Remembering the near-miss, Tie Qiao was deeply grateful to her second brother and lightly stepped to his room. Just as she was about to knock on the door and enter, she heard a faint candlelight inside, along with the voices of a man and a woman. Tie Qiao thought to herself, "How strange." She wanted to see what was going on.

Through a small crack in the window, she saw Hongye sitting naked on a bench, and her second brother, also naked, standing in front of the bench, whispering sweet nothings to Hongye: "Hongye, your honeyed slit is really interesting, so tight and tender. When my penis enters, it feels like it's being bitten, it's so pleasurable!"

Hongye blushed, overwhelmed with shyness, and said, "Thank you for your kindness, young master. My lowly body already belongs to you. I hope you will cherish me. Just don't be cold to me, and I will be content."

Tie Qin said again, "Jiaojiao, since that's the case! Tonight is too short, why don't we go to Wushan together?" Hongye

nodded slightly, and her second brother then took Hongye's golden lotus feet and held them to his waist, thrusting his hard member between his legs. The second brother's body was as smooth as jade, while his member was dark in color, with a purplish-red tip about the size of an egg. Looking at Hongye's vulva, the tender purplish-red flesh resembled a freshly peeled ripe peach. His penis slid into Hongye's vagina, initially with some difficulty. Hongye frowned slightly and couldn't help but say, "My darling, please be gentle, it hurts so much."

Upon hearing this, Tieqin slowly thrust in and out, feeling a tingling sensation throughout his body. He leaned forward, pressing his face against Hongye's chest, and opened his mouth, sucking incessantly on the pink buds at the tips of her beautiful breasts. Those bright red breasts were vibrant and alluring, full of life and fragrance.

The second young master thrust in and out, and Hongye's two pink and tender breasts, like ripe peaches full of juice, trembled slightly in the wind. Tieqin's penis stood erect, thrusting in and out slowly, gently penetrating hundreds of times. Hongye's passion was high, and she flowed with lustful fluids to moisten her flower chamber. The two gradually felt the lubrication, and then rushed in, pressing their penises against the flower's core, grinding and drilling hard.

Hongye cried out urgently, "Young master, I have already hit the flower's core, hurry up and thrust so that I can die!" Tieqin was passionate and eager, so he thrust with all his might. His penis was large and long, and it hit the flower's core every time, making Hongye's whole body numb, her hair disheveled, and she panted heavily. Her breath wafted onto Tieqin's jade face, and her legs trembled tightly. They indulged in their lovemaking, and drops of celestial dew dripped into the heart of her virgin flower bud, falling like petals.

Now, after seeing the spring scenery, the second young lady, Tie Qiao, couldn't help but feel her heart stirred. Now that she was of marriageable age and had some understanding of human affairs, seeing spring scenery again today, she couldn't help but feel itchy with desire, her body burning with heat.

Tie Qiao then took off her undergarments, caressed her breasts, and became even more unbearable. She stroked her tender breasts and rubbed them hard.

The tip of his jade head was already hard. Squeezing it with his fingers, he felt a tremor in his heart, a surge of pleasure welling up inside him, and an intense itching sensation within. He freed another hand and reached between her pink thighs and jade vulva. Her plump vulva was already overflowing with lustful fluids, her peach petals were swollen and erect, and her delicate stamens were bulging and protruding. He could see her clitoris standing proudly erect. He gently stroked her swollen clitoris, and another wave of pleasure washed over him. He scratched her clitoris, and after a long while, a wave of tingling pleasure followed. He then probed the depths of her honeyed crevice with his fingers, thrusting in and out. In an instant, his lust erupted, like fireworks blazing in the sky. He thrust deeper and deeper, and although he wanted to stop, his hand moved involuntarily, adding another finger and continuing to frantically manipulate her. Thinking of his second brother's handsome appearance, he couldn't help but cry out, arching his body like a shrimp until he was drenched in fragrant sweat, his undergarment completely soaked, and his jade fluids had been released four or five times.

Meanwhile, the people in the room were not finished; their battle raged on, their eyes gleaming. Hongye bent down, her hands gripping the stool, Tieqin standing behind her. His arms circled from under her armpits to her breasts, carefully exploring her firm, white mounds. A moment later, he thrust his large penis into her vagina, pumping and rubbing. His shaft moved between her thighs, reaching her very core, making a squelching sound inside her. Hongye felt utterly weak and overwhelmed with pleasure, moaning and groaning, crying out, "So good, so fun!"

Seeing this, Tieqin's lust intensified, and... While thrusting vigorously, he asked, "Darling, why is it so interesting?"

Hongye replied, "I have never experienced anything good since I was a child. Today I know the pleasure of this. Even if I die from being fucked, I will have no regrets! Darling, fuck me as much as you want. It's only comfortable when you crush my flower heart!" Seeing Hongye's lustful desire, Tieqin became even more vigorous. He thrust his body and began to fuck her hard, his strength like a tiger. He thrust his entire length out and pulled her hundreds of times. The beautiful water in her vulva made a rapid, urgent sound, like a sudden mountain torrent, about to burst forth.

Hongye felt something gently biting and crawling inside her, sometimes slowly, sometimes quickly, causing intense heat and itching. She felt restless, her vaginal muscles contracting, clenching his penis, and she pleaded sweetly, "My dear brother, why aren't you feeding me anymore? I still want more! My pussy is so itchy!"

Hearing Hongye's plea for pleasure, Tieqin thought, "Hongye is quite the fiery one. Why not use stillness to control movement, let her throw herself into my arms, and then she'll know my pleasure. Wouldn't that be wonderful?"

He then said, "Hongye, my dear, I'm tired too. Let me relax... " "Enough with the breath!" Hongye felt an unbearable itch inside her body. How could she wait any longer? She hurriedly reached down to her crotch and began to vigorously rub her clitoris, howling as she did so. But this did not relieve the itch or arouse her. So she pushed her buttocks back and swallowed Tieqin's thick penis whole. Then she lunged forward and spat it all out. Her pink and tender flesh turned inside out as the penis went in and out. Red and white vaginal fluids flowed down her legs, making a splashing sound, just like a child gently blowing on boiling water in a jade cup.

Hongye thought to herself, "If Young Master's penis isn't withdrawn, all the benefits will be lost." She was about to ask for more pleasure when she heard a "squeak" as Tieqin thrust his entire penis inside. Due to the excessive force, his penis throbbed with a dull ache and an intense itching. Hongye staggered, then steadied herself on the stool, saying, "Dear Brother, fuck me again."

Tieqin wrapped his arms around Hongye's slender waist, his purplish-red head thrusting wildly into her vulva, making her tremble and writhe inside and out, her vulva feeling like it was about to burst. Hongye bit her lip, enduring the pain. After a while, she felt a tingling sensation inside, swaying like a willow in the wind. She lifted her thighs and jaws, fully embracing him. One was like a thirsty dragon finding water, his pleasure urgent and unstoppable; the other was like a tiger pouncing on a sheep, full of wild energy.

Hongye's face was flushed, her bright eyes half-open, her mouth unable to speak, she gasped for breath, wishing

only for the phallus to penetrate deeply and shatter her flower core to relieve her torment. Tie Qiao, watching from outside, felt his eyes swell with lust, his desire uncontrollable. He squeezed his legs together and inserted his fingers into her vulva, suddenly feeling a cool sensation below, a large wet patch, a thin stream of honey-like fluid flowing down his thighs. Touching his vulva again, he found it already moistened by the fluid, uneven in size, like a swamp.

Meanwhile, Tie Qin and Hongye, one bold and unrestrained, the other yielding and yielding, engaged in a frenzied thrusting, more than two thousand times, before finally stopping. Tie Qin said, "My dear, let's change positions."

Hongye replied, "As you command, young master!"

With that, Hongye turned her jade-like body, lying supine on the stool, her hands reaching back to hug it tightly. Tie Qin supported her jade legs, and her glistening, amethyst-like vulva opened wide, opening and closing like a baby suckling, or an old clam inhaling or a wooden fish exhaling water. The young master, holding the shaft, aimed and thrust in all the way, followed by a series of powerful thrusts, making her vulva squelch. Tie Qin then lifted one of Hongye's golden lotuses onto his shoulder, their legs intertwined, his penis moving back and forth, each thrust hitting her clitoris, making Hongye feel unbearably happy, her beautiful eyes half-closed. Hongye cried out

, panting, gazing at the young master with a dazed look, her eyes filled with tenderness and sweet affection, though she didn't say anything. Tie Qin also felt a little tired, resting his head on Hongye's face for a moment to catch his breath. Hongye felt a tingling sensation in her flower core, her chest soaked with fragrant sweat, and her yin essence gushing forth. However, the young man's burning desire was overwhelming. He arched his vulva again, secretly exerting force, his honeyed lips tightly gripping his penis. Unbeknownst to him, Tieqin unleashed another frenzied thrusting, leaving Hongye limp, her body trembling, her hands clutching her breasts, her vulva wide open, as if she had already died.

Tieqin had been fucking her for less than two hours, his bones and muscles already numb. Finally, he released his primordial essence in one gulp, spraying it all over her flower core. Hongye's body was filled with hot, sweet fluids, her soul soaring. She hugged the young master tightly, releasing him again and again, exhausting all the pleasure she had ever known. After their lovemaking, the two wiped themselves clean and fell asleep in each other's arms.

Having finished what had happened in the room, the second young lady quickly returned to her own room. Removing her bodice, she revealed her plump, alluring body. Her vulva, slightly protruding like a baby's tender mouth, had a delicate, glistening slit at the opening. Her lips trembled and quivered, glistening with honeyed fluid. Her jade orifice was slightly open, buzzing softly, utterly alluring.

The second young lady, unable to contain her excitement, unknowingly released her yin essence several times. Remembering her brother's union with Hongye, she still couldn't resist. Her eyes burned, her mouth parched. In her haste, she grabbed a flower sword. The handle, crafted from ox horn, was smooth and shiny, thick and long like a man's magnificent penis. The young lady jerked her hand back and inserted the head of the sword into her own vulva. With the lubrication of her own fluids, even though she was a virgin, penetration was not difficult.

Tie Qiao gripped the handle firmly with both hands and began thrusting vigorously, imagining it was her second brother's thick, dark penis. She increased the force of her thrusts, aiming precisely at the opening of her vagina. In a short time, she thrust five or six hundred times, her eyes tightly closed, moaning softly, experiencing unparalleled pleasure.

The handle itself entered, with just the right amount of pressure, each time hitting the itchy spot. Tie Qiao felt her whole body go numb and soft, her body arching like a jade bow. After another two hundred thrusts, she felt her strength waning. She paused briefly, but the itching inside her vagina returned, so she continued thrusting forcefully at the opening , finding pleasure in it.

The beautiful second young lady had mistaken the handle of the flower sword for a man's penis, her beautiful eyes closed, forgetting the world, focusing only on thrusting forcefully, fully enjoying the pleasure, waiting for the next peak.

Meanwhile, Tie Qiao found it increasingly enjoyable with each thrust, and with even more force, she pounded and pounded like a pestle, causing the woman's juices to spray wildly and splatter all over her hands. She kept moaning, "How wonderful, how pleasurable!"

Suddenly, the pretty young lady felt a blur before her eyes, and she seemed to be in her second brother's arms, his thick, dark penis fully inserted into her flower. She felt a tingling, pleasurable sensation from deep within her lower abdomen to her vulva; the pleasure was indescribable.

She also felt a warm, slippery sensation between her legs, knowing that her yin essence had been released and her lust was waning. She then fell asleep fully clothed. The events of the next day are left unsaid, but a poem testifies to it: "

The virgin glimpsed the way of yin and yang, her desire stirred, she teased herself; her slender fingers were not as strong as yang, ultimately needing the hilt of a sword to achieve satisfaction."

To know what happens next, please read the next chapter.

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