【Lilac】【Author: Unknown】

Author : Unknown Word Count
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********** ... She offered no resistance, simply accepting his groping. Damn it! If only she were still like she was a few years ago. Back then, she was thin, her breasts flat as an airport runway—utterly unremarkable. She had only ever seen her sister emerge disheveled from their father's room, and when they bathed together, she'd always noticed the bruises on her body, but she never knew what they were. It wasn't until two years ago, when her body suddenly grew taller and fuller, that she understood everything. How pathetic! Her first encounter was two years ago, when she was sixteen. It was a summer evening. Ruoxue, just home from school, walked from the sweltering heat into her air-conditioned home. She took a cold drink from the refrigerator and went upstairs to take a shower. Taiwanese summers are unbearably hot! She went into her room, quickly took off her clothes, and entered the bathroom. Whew! So refreshing! A few minutes later, as she was about to come out, she realized she had forgotten to bring in a change of clothes in her haste. "It's okay!" she thought. "I'm home anyway; I'll knock if anyone comes in." Oh no! She had even forgotten to lock the bedroom door. She stuck out her tongue! Why think so much? Being so afraid of everything in my own home! Shaking her head, she opened the bathroom door and went out. "Ah!" She turned around in a panic. It was her father! Why was he back so early? "Daddy, could you go out for a moment?" Xue'er asked awkwardly. There was no response behind her, only the sound of footsteps approaching. "Daddy?" Xue'er called out in confusion. He approached her step by step. That fleeting glance had made him realize that his little girl had grown up, capable of such allure. Even though it was just a glance, her full, rounded figure, slender waist, and skin so tender it seemed like it could be pinched to release moisture were already deeply etched in his heart. He gazed at her pert buttocks and perfectly curved back with fascination, secretly marveling. So beautiful! He had long known she could grow up to be this beautiful, because she had a mother as beautiful as an angel. It was just that her figure hadn't fully developed, which had worried him a little. But what he had just seen completely reassured him; she already possessed the qualities to seduce men. His investment would soon pay off. Xue'er felt increasingly uneasy. For some reason, her legs were completely out of her control. Although she could feel the burning gaze behind her, she couldn't run away, couldn't escape… "Xue'er." With a call, he hugged her from behind. "No!" She couldn't believe what she was facing. His lustful hands began to roam over her body. "No!" She struggled desperately. "Baby, be good!" No! She wasn't his baby! But how could a little girl's strength be a match for a mature man's? She was pushed down onto the carpet . "No !" she began to cry and plead. "Shh! Don't be afraid!" The man looked at her with a confused and lustful gaze, gently comforting her. His large hands kneaded her full, round breasts, his lips worshipping her delicate, girlish skin. She flailed her arms wildly, trying to drive him away, her legs kicking incessantly. But this only seemed to enrage him. He seized her hands with one hand, raising them high above her head, his knees parting her legs. He suckled at her even more prominent breasts, one hand reaching for forbidden territory, probing her hidden depths. "Qingxin, why do you always reject me?" he cried out wildly, his eyes glazed. His hands assaulted her tender body even more fiercely. "Ah!" she whimpered uncontrollably. No! She couldn't believe it! She couldn't believe such wanton moans were coming from her! "Waaah…" she sobbed sadly. "Baby, don't cry! You know I love you the most! See, you like it when I treat you like this, don't you?" He kissed the little one in his arms, speaking with smug satisfaction. Xue'er didn't speak, only wept softly. "Qingxin, be good! Don't cry! It breaks my heart to see you like this," he said gently. But to Ruoxue, it sounded strangely eerie. She wasn't Qingxin! He tentatively inserted two fingers, slowly withdrawing them. Ruoxue instinctively clamped them tightly, but only felt their presence more clearly. Xue'er blushed crimson, her body arching, even her toes curling. He grinned lewdly. His fingers, enveloped by her wet, tight vaginal walls, thrust even more recklessly. She arched her body, burning with desire. His continued, violent thrusts caused her vaginal walls to contract violently. She reached orgasm. The man withdrew his fingers, regaining his senses, looking at the woman panting heavily beneath him. He lightly played with her full breasts, cruelly saying, "This is your fate!" "Why? Why are you doing this to me?" Xue'er cried out. He simply looked at her, his eyes unfathomable. "Who is Qingxin?" Why was he treating her like Qingxin , toying with her ? She should at least know why she has to endure this .

"Don't mention that bitch to me!" His expression turned frantic and dangerous.

Bitch? But she clearly heard him say that she was the one he loved most?

Seeing the doubt in Ruoxue's eyes, he smiled sinisterly. "Want to know? Fine, I'll tell you.

That bitch named Qingxin is your mother, she used to be my fiancée, but then she ran off with a rich man.
Haha! What's even more ridiculous is that before I could even settle accounts with them, they both died in a car accident!

And you have to pay the price in her place!" After saying that, without waiting for Xue'er's reaction, he laughed wildly and walked out. After that horrible beast left, Mei Ruoxue rushed into the bathroom. The cold water washed over her body, but she felt nothing. Was she numb from grief? She

suddenly realized that she was dragging her heavy body out of the bathroom, her face pale. Pale as snow, her blank expression was heartbreaking. Ruoxue collapsed onto the large bed, her eyes vacant, staring blankly at the ceiling. How could things have turned out this way? She asked herself this question more than once. She had always known that the man named Mei Zhongju was not her biological father, and her sister, Mei Ruoyu, was not his child either. Both sisters were children he had adopted from an orphanage, a fact he had never hidden from them since they were young. She had naively believed that although he wasn't her biological father, everything he did seemed so kind and loving. He not only took them in, He provided for the sisters with a life of abundance and showed them great care , so she never felt saddened by her orphanhood. She genuinely loved and respected him as a father. But now everything had changed! She hated him! She hated even more her own cowardice and her inability to escape. She desperately wanted to die, but she tragically admitted that she lacked the courage to do so. She wanted to escape, but where could a sixteen-year-old girl go? Penniless and without any skills, was she destined to beg on the streets? Her most prized possession was her face; was she to be reduced to begging on the streets? Was she going to make a living by selling her body? What difference would that make from being here? She wanted to know why that man treated her this way. Was it simply to avenge her mother's betrayal? But that didn't make sense. Why did he give her such a comfortable life, send her to the best schools , buy her the best clothes and jewelry, instead of tormenting her from a young age? And another thing, although she was naive, she knew he hadn't truly taken her virginity. Why? She lay on the large bed, exhausted, lost in her own thoughts, unaware of when it got dark. With a creak, the door opened. Mei Ruoyu walked in. "Why didn't you turn on the light?" a languid female voice complained. With a snap, the room was brightly lit. A woman with a devilish figure and wavy hair appeared in the room. She glanced at her sister lying naked on the bed, then moved gracefully. "Heh. Looks like you've been trained by him too," she said, seeing Ruoxue covered in hickeys, her tone full of malicious schadenfreude. She remained lying there, unmoved by Mei Ruoyu's words. The sisters had never been close, but she hadn't expected her sister to say such things. "Oh, what's wrong? Are you sad and in pain? I was like that at first too, but you'll gradually come to enjoy this kind of sexual game between men and women, " she feigned, trying to comfort her. Seeing that Mei Ruoxue ignored her, she awkwardly walked out, muttering to herself, "What's with the saintly act? Who's more noble now? We're all just whores who've been played with." Even in the quiet room, Ruoxue heard her words clearly. She didn't argue or retort, but tears silently streamed down her cheeks. Yes, she was no longer a pure girl. But she would never become a slave to desire like her sister said! She vowed. A week of resistance passed peacefully . Just as Ruoxue began to doubt whether everything that happened that day was merely her imagination or that her father was drunk and incoherent, a terrible thing happened again, leaving her no longer able to deceive herself. Ruoxue had just gotten into bed when she heard the sound of a lock being opened. Damn it! she cursed. She had been locking herself to sleep for the past few days, but she had forgotten that her father had a spare key to her room. A dark figure groped his way in and then locked the door again. The person leaned forward, tentatively calling, "Ruoxue…" Ruoxue lay still, pretending to be asleep. The person didn't give up, a large hand reaching under the covers and groping around. "Ah," an uncontrollable gasp betrayed Ruoxue's secret. "You're being naughty," the man's voice was deep and dangerous. "What are you doing?" Ruoxue asked tremulously. "I just want to pamper you," the man said wickedly. "Get away, if you want to vent, I'll find someone else for you!" Ruoxue said, unable to bear it any longer. "That won't do," the man shook his head, feigning helplessness. By the soft moonlight filtering in, Xue'er saw the face of the beast she hated so much. She pushed him away with all her might and stumbled towards the door. The man, reacting quickly, reached out and pulled her into his arms. Xue'er struggled desperately, but his arms were like vises, immobilizing her. "You dare run?" the man whispered in her ear, his wicked tone sending a shiver down Xue'er's spine. His arms wrapped around her breasts from behind. Xue'er resisted fiercely, filled with shame. No, she couldn't let him do that beastly thing to her again! She arched her elbow and rammed it into the man's stomach. The man released her in pain. Xue'er seized the opportunity and ran towards the door. But she was grabbed again. He threw her roughly to the foot of the bed. Xue'er cried out in pain. "Looks like you won't learn your lesson unless I teach you a lesson." The man approached dangerously, step by step. He was clearly enraged. What was he going to do? Ruoxue watched in horror as he approached. He pulled out his belt. No! Xue'er cried out in her heart.

He swung his belt and lashed her hard. Ruoxue quickly dodged.

But the man showed no mercy, striking her again and again.

"No, stop! Please, stop!"

The man's eyes were cold, a wicked smile playing on his lips.

"Spare me, I promise you. I'll agree to anything." She was terrified of being beaten.

The man stopped, satisfied, looking at her. That smile sent chills down Ruoxue's spine. The outcome: "You should have been obedient from the start
." The man smiled and walked over.

"Baby, take off your clothes so I can see how badly you're hurt."

Ruoxue silently followed his instructions. She shyly unbuttoned her pajamas, revealing her full breasts, barely contained by her bra. "Anything else?" The man was unsatisfied. Ruoxue endured the pain and got up,

pulling off her pajama bottoms . The man glared at her impatiently. Ruoxue bit her lip, enduring the embarrassment, her fingers stiffly taking off the last piece of clothing covering her—her bra and panties. Her rounded nipples hardened quickly from the sudden cold air, and under the man's burning gaze, Xue'er felt utterly ashamed and indignant. "Fine, now rub your breasts." What? Seemingly sensing her reluctance, the man threatened silently. Xue'er had no choice but to obey, her delicate hands cupping her heavy breasts and gently kneading them. Her full breasts trembled before the man's eyes, making his blood boil. "It seems you're still unwilling," the man concluded in a deep voice. Xue'er said in terror, "No, I didn't." She was terrified of his punishment. Yes, she knew he was punishing her, using humiliation to punish her disobedience. The man shook his index finger. "It seems I need to make sure you remember this lesson well." He carried her to the large full-length mirror in the bathroom and set her down, adjusting her position. "Look up," the man commanded. Xue'er dared not resist any longer. But what she saw before her eyes caused her mind to explode. Her private parts were laid bare in the mirror. "I'll show you how I enter you," the man laughed arrogantly. Ruoxue was utterly desperate. She closed her eyes. "Open your eyes! You have no choice but to see!" The man's domineering voice pulled Ruoxue back to her senses. Why was he being so cruel to her! The man gave a devilish smile and inserted his fingers into her body. With his other hand, he forced her head to look in the mirror. Her cheeks flushed as she watched his slender fingers repeatedly entering and exiting her flower valley in the mirror. The lust he radiated on her body contrasted sharply with the cold floor, the two stimuli merging within her , turning into gurgling streams flowing from her lower body. She hated her own wanton reaction at this moment. He continued to poke and prod her tender flower walls with his fingers, making her unable to control her wanton moans. "I knew you would like it," the man said smugly. No, I don't like it at all. She cried out in her heart. But her body seemed to be beyond her control, still shamelessly responding to him. She hated this powerlessness. Even her body betrayed her. Finally, the man withdrew his fingers, and Xue'er collapsed weakly back to the ground. He looked at her with adoring eyes, whispering as if to a lover, "Qingxin, you're finally back. You know, you used to respond to me so passionately beneath me. You were so beautiful in bed." The man fell into deep thought, as if recalling the past. Suddenly, he became agitated: "But why did you run off with someone else? Why? Just because he's richer ?" Looking at the naked body before him, he regained his composure: "It's alright, you're finally back, we can ." Seeing him go mad, Ruoxue cried out in terror, "You've got it wrong, I'm not Qingxin, I'm not my mother!" The man's gaze cleared, finally returning to normal. "That's right, you're not Qingxin. But you're just as lewd as your mother." No! She wasn't! "But I like it." He added. "Why didn't you want me?" Ruoxue asked the question that had been nagging at her. Judging from his infatuation with his mother, he should have taken her, right? "Your virginity is still useful to me." With that strange remark, he left, leaving Ruoxue bewildered. The harsh reality jolted Ruoxue back from her terrifying memories; the man on top of her was still there. She suppressed the waves of desire surging within her, trying her best not to respond. He would naturally leave when he got bored. For the past two years, she had endured his beastly ravaging from time to time, but she didn't know if she should be grateful that she hadn't been truly violated. However, she still felt dirty; that extra layer of virginity wouldn't make her feel any better. Finally, the man left satisfied. She assumed he had gone back to his room to "fight." When she returned home that evening, she saw he had brought back a girl, who seemed somewhat disoriented. But that was none of her business; she was barely able to protect herself, how could she have the energy to care whether someone else was being tormented by him? That girl must be having a terrible time. She doesn't believe he could satisfy his desires like that with her; it's a miracle he didn't increase them . He's probably venting on that girl right now. Speaking of which, that girl is really young, even younger than her, not even eighteen. Time to sleep, stop thinking about it! Early in the morning, after having breakfast with her father and sister, Xue'er and her sister boarded the RV to go to school. First stop was her school—St. Vivia High School, the most prestigious high school in Taipei, a private school. She was a third-year student. Then, the driver, Lao Liu, would take her sister to school; her sister was two years older and already in university. The car stopped at the school gate. Ruoxue straightened her skirt, took the schoolbag from the driver, and walked out with her back straight and head held high like a proud princess. She vaguely heard her sister's disdainful voice. Yes, she was pretending to be a lady, so what? She had already suffered so much abuse at home; couldn't she at least have ? Do you want to dress up like your sister, all flamboyant, and flit from one man's bed to another like a butterfly?

Should she hesitate?

No, she had her pride. If she had to let a man bully her, she hoped it would only be that one person.

She had no interest in being played by different men, even though, according to her sister, she was the one playing men.

But if she didn't respect her own body, how could others respect it?

Call it feigned purity, or whatever, she just wanted to protect herself. "Mei Ruoxue!" A

clear

, charming male voice stopped Ruoxue in her tracks as she walked towards the classroom.

Ruoxue turned around. It was him! The class monitor next door, also the student council president, the prince charming
adored Yuwen Xuan.

He was elegant, charismatic, and refined, with a star-like presence in every gesture.

He was truly a star on campus; rumors circulated that he was multi-talented, that he came from a prominent family, and that his
parents were both famous diplomats.

There were so many legends about him that even Ruoxue was intrigued.

After all, it wasn't easy for a student who transferred to this school in his second year to gain the praise and love of the entire school

and become the student council president in just one year.

"Is something wrong?" Ruoxue asked疑惑地. Although she had a good impression of this popular student council president,
she had never thought of taking the initiative to approach him. They had never interacted before, and she didn't know why he had stopped her.

"Something wrong." The boy paused, then shouted loudly, "Mei Ruoxue, I like you! Let's date!"

Ruoxue opened her mouth in surprise, and blushes instantly bloomed on her cheeks. He...he...he actually
confessed to her in front of so many people.

Feeling the gazes of the students passing by, Ruoxue was too shy to know what to do.

Yuwen Xuan walked up to her and whispered in her ear, "I'll wait for you by the flower wall at lunchtime."
Then he walked away gracefully.

Ruoxue carefully carried her lunchbox to the flower wall—the perfect dating
spot .

She kept looking around, like a young woman preparing for a secret rendezvous with her lover.

"Ah!" An arm suddenly appeared and wrapped around her waist, startling Xue'er.

"It's me." The slightly deep voice sounded quite cheerful.

Seeing who it was, Xue'er said sweetly, "What are you doing? Trying to scare me to death?"

The boy smiled brightly and said, "How could I bear to?"

Xue'er was too shy to speak, simply lowering her head.

Yuwen Xuan looked down at the little ostrich in his arms and said excitedly, "I'm so glad you came. And, do you
want to suffocate yourself?"

Xue'er then realized she was still in his arms, her head resting against his chest. She hurriedly pulled away,
looking up to see "What a pity" clearly written in his eyes.

"I came just..." Xue'er couldn't finish her sentence.

"Just what?" he pressed.

"Just..."

"Don't reject me." He reached out and covered her parted red lips, his deep affection clearly revealed in his eyes.

Ruoxue was intoxicated by his affectionate gaze, unable to pull herself away.

"Why me?" she murmured in a daze.

He deserved better; she knew she wasn't good enough for him.

"You're so special, I spotted you in the crowd at first glance. You're like a beautiful, elegant
lily , quietly exuding your own unique fragrance." His affectionate words made Ruoxue
want to cry.

"I'm not as good as you say," Ruoxue shook her head, saying painfully.

"But this lily isn't happy. She always stands alone in the center of the crowd, surrounded by many people, yet she
can't escape the erosion of loneliness.

She's withering away day by day, so I want to protect her, is that alright?" Yuwen Xuan gazed deeply at
the delicate beauty.

"Let me protect you, okay? Protect your heart and you." He reached out and placed his hand on her chest, without
any lust, only a sincere desire to care for and cherish her.

Was it alright? Could he protect her? Ruoxue kept asking herself.

Perhaps he could. After all, having someone support her was better than fighting alone; she had endured too much suffering
, almost exceeding her limits.

Perhaps he really could protect her; after all, he was much stronger than her. He would help her escape
that home, that person, that nightmare!

"Okay, let's date."

"Really?" The boy was overjoyed and hugged Ruoxue tightly.

"I will protect you!" This was his promise.

The brief period of happiness

was the happiest time of Ruoxue's life.

Their figures could be seen everywhere on campus. But their favorite time was their lunch
date by the flower wall.

"Ruoxue." Yuwen Xuan called out happily.

"Xuan." Xue'er walked happily towards him sitting on the grass.

"You look so beautiful today." Xue'er was wearing a pure white dress today, which made her flawless skin and
beautiful figure even more charming.

"Really?" Xue'er turned around to show him, but suddenly lost her footing and fell into his arms.

Ruoxue struggled to get up.

"Don't move!" A pained male voice sounded.

"What's wrong?" Xue'er was puzzled, but still obediently stopped moving.

Xue'er's beautiful face and slightly pouting red lips were alluring to him. He pulled her closer and gently pressed his lips to hers.

Xue'er shyly closed her eyes, brought her lips closer, and offered her first kiss. The boy tentatively pried open her
lips with his tongue, and Xue'er opened her mouth slightly.

After being granted a reprieve, the boy went straight in, entwining and playing with her delicate tongue. Xue'er wanted to dodge, but
the boy domineeringly refused her retreat, forcing her tongue out to fight. The girl finally surrendered and fell into
the boy's arms.

Xue'er lay on top of him, breathing in the fresh air. Her awkward and naive reaction greatly pleased
him.

"Xue'er." He stroked her hair and gently murmured her name.

"Hmm?" she responded meaninglessly.

"You are so beautiful now. But can you tell me why you were so melancholy before?" As soon as he finished
speaking , he clearly felt the body in his arms stiffen.

"Xuan..." Xue'er's eyes showed pain, and she cried out sadly.

"Is it still not possible? Am I like everyone else, unable to enter your heart?" Yuwen Xuan
hugged , his voice filled with helplessness and frustration.

He wasn't blaming her, but rather feeling sorry for her! What kind of suffering had she endured to make her so sorrowful? He
was angry at his own powerlessness, unable even to share her worries.

"Don't be like this, Xuan!" Xue'er didn't want to see him so distressed.

"Actually, it's nothing serious," Xue'er said, feigning ease, "It's just my family.
I'm an orphan, and my adoptive father isn't very good to me." She spoke with a guilty conscience. She didn't dare tell him the truth yet;
she was afraid he would despise her. After all, their relationship wasn't very stable, and she couldn't take that risk! Over
the days they'd spent together, her feelings for him had deepened. She had become too dependent on him, and she couldn't bear
the consequences of leaving him.

"Xue'er," he said tenderly, holding her tightly. He didn't know about her background.

"Promise me you won't leave me, okay?" Xue'er pleaded weakly.

"I won't leave you," he vowed solemnly. Although her understated explanation didn't
satisfy him, he would wait, wait until she was willing to open up and tell him everything.

"Kiss me." She craved his comfort.

No one could resist such a seductive request from their beloved. He kissed her, passionately, to prove
she was still in his arms.

They kissed wildly, both feeling a little uncertain and apprehensive.

Happiness was already shrouded in shadow. The next morning , "

Ruoxue , your birthday is in a few days," Mei Zhongju said casually. "Mm," Xue'er nodded. She couldn't fathom his thoughts. "I'm planning to throw you a party at home. After all, your eighteenth birthday is a very important day. What do you think?" he asked like a loving father. "Great!" Ruoxue replied. She didn't feel she had any right to choose. She was becoming increasingly accustomed to not disobeying him. "Then let's decide. Invite all your close friends over," he mentioned . "Mm," she obediently agreed, but inwardly she thought ironically: what close friends did she have? The only person closest to her was him—Yuwen Xuan, but she absolutely couldn't invite him. "Then hurry up and finish drafting the guest list." A knock sounded at the door, and Xue'er went to open it. It was the weekend, and she hadn't gone out, hiding in her bedroom. She didn't dare see Yuwen Xuan because her father was home today, and she didn't want to arouse his suspicion. She couldn't let her father know about Yuwen Xuan's existence. "Xue'er." Mei Zhongju slipped into the bedroom and quickly locked the door. "Is something wrong?" "Nothing, just wanted to see if you've finished drafting the guest list?" "Yes, I have." She handed him the paper with names written on it. "Here." There were only a few names on the list, a few . He quickly glanced at it, his eyes lowered, seemingly lost in thought. "Is there a problem?" Xue'er asked anxiously. "No." He smiled and said. "My darling Xue'er, let me pamper you. I've neglected you too much this week ." He spoke in a tone befitting a lover. He placed her on the writing desk, unbuttoned her blouse, pushed up her bra, revealing her pert, round breasts. He bit down on her nipple, and she cried out in pain. He was angry! Xue'er sensed it through his actions. But what was he angry about? She hadn't resisted ! Her pain instantly pleased him. He ripped off her already soaked panties and began exploring her secret garden, teasing her with his fingers until she begged for mercy. Unable to contain her desire, she arched her back, clamping his fingers between her legs, rubbing against him, moaning, twisting her alluring body, surrendering to his desire. This level of pampering from the man was almost unsatisfying for her. "Little vixen, your body is so sensitive," he exclaimed, panting heavily. He was truly afraid that he might lose control and seduce this little slut he had personally trained. She was gradually being controlled by desire. "Xue'er, your birthday is in two days, how should we celebrate?" As soon as Monday morning classes ended , Yuwen Xuan came to find Ruoxue excitedly. "Xuan..." Ruoxue looked hesitant. "What's wrong?" He pulled her close, looking down into her eyes. " My father is going to throw me a birthday party, just family, so..." She avoided his gaze and lowered her head. "So it's inconvenient for me to go?" "Yes." Ruoxue nodded slightly. "Silly girl, what does it matter?" He looked at the little woman in front of him with amusement. She looked up at him, puzzled. "It's a real pity you didn't have time for me the other day, but I can celebrate your birthday for you today!" "Today?" Xue'er's eyes widened. "Yes, today—no, now." As soon as he finished speaking, he took Xue'er's hand and walked towards . "Xuan! We have class this afternoon!" Ruoxue hesitated, but still followed him closely. "Let's skip class!" He winked at her. "Pfft!" Xue'er chuckled, giving in. "I never thought the student council president would skip class like that!" Ruoxue teased him. "Even more unexpected is that the school's most renowned gifted student is skipping class with him," he retorted. They smiled at each other, their eyes sparkling with affection. They walked out the main gate openly, using the excuse that "the student council president has important business to attend to." The young couple strolled hand-in-hand down the bustling street, but… "Xuan, aren't we being a bit too conspicuous?" Ruoxue pointed to their St. Vivia High School uniforms. "A little," he said nonchalantly. "Yuwen Xuan!" Ruoxue glared at him. "Okay, okay!" He raised his hands in surrender. "Then let's go buy some clothes first," Ruoxue nodded in agreement. He feigned distress, saying, "Sigh, I thought my girlfriend was a gentle lady, but she 's actually a tigress. Did I make the wrong choice?"

"Yuwen Xuan, you're asking for it!" He actually dared to call her a tigress.

Of course, Yuwen Xuan ran after her. The two of them chased each other through the streets like children, Ruoxue
no longer caring about whether her uniform was too conspicuous.

Yuwen Xuan still took Ruoxue to a clothing store.

"Xue'er, try this on." Yuwen Xuan pointed to a pink off-shoulder dress.

"Okay." She liked the dress too.

Ruoxue changed and slowly walked out.

Yuwen Xuan stared intently at his little lover.

"How is it?" she asked anxiously, fidgeting with her dress. Girls are all very concerned about their image in their lovers' eyes
.

"My little princess, you're so beautiful. I want to hide you away so no one else can see your beauty,"
Yuwen Xuan said emotionally.

The pink dress made her skin look as white as snow, and the fitted cut made her girlish, voluptuous figure
even more charming. The pearls embellished on the dress perfectly matched her temperament—gentle and beautiful, without being ostentatious.

Xue'er's cheeks flushed with joy.

"Miss, I'll take this one."

"Okay, this dress really suits you. Will you be paying by card or cash?" the counter lady asked solicitously.

"Card is fine." Ruoxue was about to step forward when Yuwen Xuan stopped her.

"Consider this dress a gift from me. I'll pay."

"Xuan!"

"I insist!"

Ruoxue had no choice but to give in.

They then chose a suit for Yuwen Xuan before leaving.

The two entered the Valentino Hotel in Tianmu and sat down at a quiet table.

Ruoxue gazed at him with fascination. Yuwen Xuan was tall and slender, over 180 cm, a natural clothes hanger who
looked good in anything. Now, wearing a white suit, he appeared even more handsome and extraordinary, his godlike aura
drawing the attention of every woman they passed.

"My little princess has ordered!" he teasingly tapped her forehead.

Ruoxue was finally pulled out of her reverie. When she realized she had been staring at him in a daze, her face
turned as red as a tomato.

"I've never been here before, you can order."

"Okay, then I'll order for you. But you make me think I'm really so beautiful that you
could get full just looking at me." He said mischievously.

"Narcissist!" Ruoxue glared at him affectionately.

He looked at Xue'er's charming appearance with affection, and sighed in his heart: his Xue'er looks best when she smiles, just like
now.

He secretly vowed to make her happy like this all the time, and to keep her away from all sadness and pain.

During this meal, their feelings for each other deepened.

Unbearable (Part 1)

Yuwen Xuan and Xue'er walked back to school together, and after waiting for her family's driver to pick her up, they went home.

"Daddy, Mommy, I'm back." Yuwen Xuan greeted his parents sitting in the living room.

"Xuan, you're back." Liu Yining looked at her son with affection.

"Xuan, come with us to a banquet the day after tomorrow night." Yuwen Cheng nodded to his son and said.

"Okay." He thought for a moment that Xue'er couldn't accompany him that day, and he didn't have anything special to do, so he readily
agreed to his father's request.

"What kind of banquet is it?" Liu Yining asked her husband curiously.

"The president of Fang Shuo Biochemical Technology Company sent an invitation today, but I don't know the specifics
." Yu Wencheng

said
, "The president of Fang Shuo and we've never had much contact before?" A woman's gossipy nature made Madam Yuwen
pry .

"But since he invited us, we should of course give him face." Yuwen Cheng hugged his beloved wife and
said patiently.

"That's true. It's just a little strange." She pouted.

"And the invitation also says 'Please bring your son,' which is even stranger." He was just saying it casually,
but his wife became interested.

"Really? Could it be a son-in-law selection banquet? I heard that the president of Fang Shuo has two daughters!" Yuwen
Cheng looked at his wife's excited eyes with amusement.

"Xuan?" Liu Yining turned to look in the direction her son had been, but there was no one there. He must have been overwhelmed by his
parents ' affection and retreated to his room.

Yuwen Xuan followed his parents out of the car and into the magnificent, bustling hall.

The host, seeing the newcomers, hurriedly came forward to greet them.

"It is truly an honor to have Mr. and Mrs. Yuwen grace our humble abode with their presence." "

President Mei, you are too kind," Yuwen Cheng greeted him.

"Today is my daughter's birthday, and I invited you all here to also strengthen our friendships."

Mrs. Yuwen winked at her husband smugly, as if to say, "See? I told you this was a son-in-law selection
banquet."

"Xiaoyu, come and help me greet her. This is my eldest daughter, Xiaoyu. Excuse me, I must
excuse ."

Yuwen Xuan curiously sized up the alluring woman before him, her figure graceful and captivating.

Hearing his father talking to President Mei, the woman before him must also be surnamed Mei, and
what a coincidence that she shares a birthday with Xue'er!

However, he still preferred his pretty young girlfriend and wasn't interested in this sexy and charming woman.

He misunderstood the conversation earlier, or perhaps someone deliberately misled his judgment.

Mei Zhongju went upstairs and casually called over a servant.

"Tell the second young lady to come to my study. By the way, she's still in her bedroom."

"Father, what do you want? Isn't the banquet downstairs about to start?" Ruoxue, who had just been getting dressed,
was puzzled by being suddenly called over.

"I missed you. Come here!" he commanded domineeringly.

Ruoxue walked forward helplessly. How pathetic! When could she escape this life of being
treated humiliated at will?

She thought of Yuwen Xuan; she really hoped he could save her!

He placed her on the large desk, reached behind her, and pulled down the zipper. The soft fabric
slid down her smooth body to the floor.

His gaze burned as he stared at her bare breasts. "Little darling, you're not wearing a bra!" His tone was full
of admiration.

"It's a low-cut dress, there's no way around it..." She
gasped for breath .

"Ah..." A wanton sound escaped uncontrollably from her rose-red lips.

(Part 2)

"Yuwen Xuan, could you do me a favor?" Ruoyu's alluring eyes flashed at him.

"I'd be happy to," Yuwen Xuan said gentlemanly.

"Get me that cloak on the second floor, it's in the first room at the top of the stairs." Ruoyu smiled gratefully at him
.

"Sure."

"It's a dressing room, no one's inside, just go in without knocking." Ruoyu kindly said.

"I know. Wait here for me, I'll be right down." Yuwen Xuan finished speaking and disappeared down
the stairs.

Mei Ruoyu's eyes sharpened, becoming both wicked and seductive. She stared in the direction he disappeared, a suspicious
curve forming at the corners of her lips.

If you looked into the depths of her eyes, you could see a hint of pity, a hint of mockery, a hint of sorrow, and a
devastating despair.

With a "click," the door opened.

Time seemed to freeze there.

Yuwen Xuan stood blankly at the door, his face filled with shock, disbelief, and finally, resentment and
humiliation . His handsome features were distorted by the sight before him.

His horrifying gaze was fixed on the two people in front of him.

Ruoxue was sitting naked on the desk facing the door, her legs wide open, her hair disheveled, her cheeks
flushed, her lips swollen, and her eyes glazed over—a woman being loved by a man.

The man stood between her legs, one large hand rhythmically kneading her breasts, while the other hand—damn it—
was inside her private parts.

No one could remain irrational at the sight of their girlfriend making love.

The sound of the door opening snapped Xue'er out of her daze, but she desperately wanted to avoid being so awake—
to see the pain, frenzy, and disgust in Yuwen Xuan's eyes.

He finally knew the truth; he despised her just as she had feared!

The man casually turned around, looking at the stunned boy, a triumphant and victorious smile on his face.

"You..." The boy, who had never experienced such humiliation, didn't know what to say.

"Xuan!" Ruoxue climbed off the table and staggered to him. "Let me explain!"

"What's the point of explaining now!" the boy said angrily.

"You said your father treated you badly, but in my opinion, he's been damnably too good to you, good enough to
have sex with you!" Yuwen Xuan couldn't control his emotions anymore, trying to hurt
her with the harshest words, as if that could soothe his own pain.

"Xuan!" Ruoxue fell to her knees from the blow, crying and grabbing Yuwen Xuan's leg.

He shoved her away. Ruoxue fell to the ground in pain.

Damn bitch! Her naked, unseemly appearance aroused his deep desire!
Yuwen Xuan cursed inwardly.

"Shameless bitch, you actually did such a thing with your own father!" He looked at her with contempt
.

"He's not..." My father. Xue'er cried, unable to form a coherent sentence.

"How dare you shamelessly stay with me! I won't use someone else's used junk!"
His pride as a chosen one made such humiliation unbearable.

His cruel words pierced Ruoxue's heart, causing it to contract painfully.

"Don't do this!" she cried silently in her heart.

"Don't abandon me! You promised to protect me!" Ruoxue's vision went black, and she fainted.

A flicker of heartache flashed in Yuwen Xuan's eyes, but his anger had already clouded his judgment.

He coldly said, "Your self-inflicted injury won't work. From now on, we'll never see each other again!"

He left without looking back.

The room was deathly silent, except for the unconscious Ruoxue and Mei Zhongju, who wore a smug, triumphant smile.

He gently picked Ruoxue up and carried her back to her room.

"My little darling, I'm the only one who's ever been good to you. So, forget about that person!" He kissed her delicate
face.

Darkness enveloped her.

When Ruoxue awoke, it was already evening the next day.

She hurriedly dressed and ran out of the house.

She wanted to find Yuwen Xuan and explain everything. She wanted to tell him that this wasn't her choice!

She was forced by her beastly adoptive father; she didn't want it to be this way!

He would understand! He would sympathize with her plight and pity her! Ruoxue cried out in her heart.

He had promised to protect her!

She ran all the way to Yuwen Xuan's house.

"Who are you?" Liu Yining asked, tilting her head in confusion.

"Hello, Auntie, I'm looking for Yuwen Xuan." Ruoxue was anxious but still polite.

"Oh, you're Xuan's classmate. Come in first! I'll go get him!" Liu Yining
had a .

"Thank you, Auntie."

"What are you doing here?" Yuwen Xuan, who had just come down the stairs and saw Ruoxue, said in a deep voice.

"Xuan!" As soon as Ruoxue saw Yuwen Xuan, tears immediately streamed down her cheeks.

Even though Yuwen Xuan still felt pity for her, he couldn't overcome the humiliation in his heart.

He blurted out, "You still have the nerve to come to my house? Do you think I'd let you continue to manipulate me?"

His disdainful gaze gradually cooled Xue'er's excitement. She asked resentfully, "I'll only ask you
one question : are you willing to listen to my explanation?"

He sneered, "No need. I won't be fooled by you like a fool anymore! Besides, I don't need to
listen to any explanations from a woman like you!" "

A woman like me?" Ruoxue shrieked.

"That's right, a filthy woman like you!" His words, driven by rage and irrationality, completely crushed Ruoxue.

A filthy woman? So that was his assessment of her. She thought she was a pure and
elegant lily in his heart, wasn't she?

She thought bitterly. How could a man's feelings change so quickly!

How could the man who once swore to cherish her have hurt her so utterly?

"I understand. Don't worry, I'll never bother you again!" Xue'er raised her head, gave
him a deep look, and then straightened her back and left.

Since he doesn't want her anymore, what can she do? Should she kneel on the ground and beg him? Is
love obtained through such begging still equal?

Is it still pure love? She won't, and cannot, do something so undignified! Love cannot
rob a person of their dignity!

She walked proudly out of his house, and with her, out of his world!

Yuwen Xuan stared at his outstretched hand as Ruoxue left, his expression complex, unable to recover for a long time
.

Perhaps subconsciously he wanted to keep her, but youthful arrogance and pride had cost him his
lover—forever!

Ruoxue walked out of his house in a daze.

She was so lost! She felt so cold all around her! Where should she go? Home?

No! Was that still her home? But if she didn't go home, where else could she go?

"Sister! What's wrong?" A little boy's voice, going through puberty, rang out.

The somewhat jarring voice pulled Ruoxue back to reality.

"Nothing." Ruoxue looked at the cute little boy blocking her way. The boy was about twelve or thirteen years old,
with a bright, sunny smile.

"Nothing." Ruoxue looked at the cute little boy blocking her way. The boy was about twelve or thirteen years old,
with a bright, sunny smile.

"Sister, are you unwell? Why are you so pale?" the boy asked, frowning.

Such a sad expression was really inappropriate on such an angelic face.

Ruoxue shook her head: "Sister is just in a bad mood."

Yes! She was just in a bad mood! It was just a breakup, what's the big deal!

Without him, her life would still go on. She comforted herself.

"Oh! Is that so!" The little boy's brows relaxed. "But, sister, you're really beautiful!"

Ruoxue chuckled. For some reason, the boy's childish words made her feel much better, and she didn't
feel so cold anymore.

"Sister, will you marry me?" the little boy said earnestly.

"Heh! You're still too young, and sister is already old." Ruoxue answered not very seriously. Yes! Her heart
was old.

"How could that be? Sister is prettier than any girl in my class!"

he said disapprovingly, then scratched his head: "I'm young now, but I can marry you when I grow up
!"

Ruoxue didn't respond and walked away.

Why did it suddenly become so cold again! Ruoxue rubbed her arms, thinking strangely.

It's probably because it's getting late! She shook her head, trying not to think about it, and simply walked away step by step.

The sun shone on her, casting a long shadow that inexplicably brought tears to one's eyes.

The little boy looked in the direction Ruoxue had disappeared, then looked back at his house, wondering:
How did this older sister end up coming out of his house? Ruoxue, lost in thought, walked back home.

"You're back!" Mei Zhongju, unusually, didn't ask about Ruoxue's whereabouts.

"Yes," she replied weakly.

"I'll take you back to your room."

Ruoxue followed him noncommittally; she was too tired to refuse him.

"I'll send you abroad next week," he suddenly blurted out.

Ruoxue merely blinked, offering no further reaction.

She smiled bitterly to herself. Her father's decisions never left her room to refuse. And this time, it suited her
perfectly ; she didn't want to stay in Taiwan anymore.

"Ruoxue, I have high expectations for you. I hope you get your master's degree within four years."

It was more of an order than a hope. She found herself habitually contradicting him in her mind.

"As for the school, I've already applied for it for you. You're studying business administration," he paused, then continued
.

"Okay."

"Alright, since you've agreed, pack your things as soon as possible."

"Are you coming with me?" she asked hopelessly.

"No! I have a company to take care of."

His answer truly surprised her. Wasn't he afraid she'd run away from him?

"But I'll send someone with you, just in case you need any help."

Saying he'd accompany her was more like monitoring her. Ruoxue felt a surge of irony. But she didn't believe he'd send
someone to monitor her 24/7!

As long as she acquired survival skills, she'd seize the opportunity to escape!

America wasn't his territory; even if he was capable, he couldn't possibly dig her out of such a large place as America
.

She secretly plotted.

He curled his lips into a smile, as if he knew her little scheme perfectly well.

"Ruoxue, you're leaving tomorrow. I want to give you something. Come to my room with me!"

Ruoxue followed him inside without suspicion.

"Ah!" she cried out in pain.

Ruoxue felt a needle prick her arm.

"What's this?" she asked, rubbing her arm. "What did you do to me?"

"Just to prevent you from escaping."

Ruoxue glared at him.

"It's a slow-acting poison. As long as you inject the antidote every two months, it'll be fine. But if
you exceed that period, your skin will slowly peel off—until you die!" His sinister tone sent chills down her spine.

"You…" Ruoxue's

eyes reddened with anger. "So don't even think about escaping! Haha! Little girl, you can't beat me! Haha!"

Ruoxue glared desperately at the maniacally laughing demon.

"I even had the scientists at the company specially develop this for you." He said with a malicious smile.

This damned demon!

She was utterly desperate! Was it really impossible for her to escape his clutches in this lifetime? She collapsed to the ground,
her eyes blankly staring at the beast that had taken her body.

"Take me! Why don't you want me anymore!" she cried out in anguish.

Anyway, the man she loved had already abandoned her, and she didn't care who defiled her body.

Since she was destined to be this way, let her utterly succumb!

"Not yet, my little darling! You're my treasure, and you have other, more important uses. I can't ruin your purity
yet ," he said with a wicked smile.

"Take me!" She writhed wildly beneath him, her vaginal walls clamping tightly around his fingers.

"You think I don't want to possess your tender body? This body, more delicate than a flower, makes me crave it so
painfully ," he said with a hint of regret. "But it's not time yet!"

He withdrew his finger and licked the nectar on it: "Remember, such a beautiful body can't be defiled by
anyone !"

"Otherwise, you might not get the antidote," he said softly.

Ruoxue knew his threat was always a promise.

It seemed she had lost even her freedom of indulgence; the ownership of her body no longer belonged to her.

How tragic! Four years after

returning home , Mei Ruoxue stepped onto the land she had left four years earlier at Chiang Kai-shek Airport. She walked expressionlessly, completely ignoring the admiring glances from the men around her. Her tight top accentuated her full, alluring breasts, making every passing man drool and yearn for a passionate encounter with her. Her shapely buttocks under her narrow skirt were irresistible, and her long, beautiful legs aroused countless desires. She looked at the ugly sights around her through her large sunglasses, her eyes filled with disdain. She knew she had the assets to seduce men. She thought sarcastically. Dragging her simple luggage, she took a taxi to a hotel. That home, she never wanted to go back to. "Ding-a-ling," the doorbell rang. Mei Ruoxue, who had just finished showering, was wearing a bathrobe and busy drying her hair. Was it him? She felt a little helpless; she hadn't expected him to be so impatient, not even allowing her a day of rest. Ruoxue took a deep breath and walked towards the door; a tough battle was ahead. "My little darling!" Mei Zhongju greeted her joyfully as soon as he entered, his mouth immediately patting her. "Father!" she called out stiffly. "Alright!" He released her temporarily. Now that she was back, why would he worry about not having time to be close to her? However, there was an important matter to resolve. "Why don't you go home?" he asked in a deep voice. Had the little girl grown up and started to rebel against him? He was slightly displeased. "It's inconvenient. I don't plan to go back home; I'm staying in a hotel for the next few days. I'll start looking for a place tomorrow." She ignored him and continued speaking. "That won't do, my dear daughter! I'll miss you!" he said, feigning a loving father's tone. "We both know what happened, so you don't need to pretend," she said impatiently. "Looks like you've really grown up!" Daring to defy me now? The next sentence was what he didn't say aloud. Mei Zhongju's eyes narrowed, a dangerous glint in them. He strode forward, his strong arms gripping her slender waist, pulling her into his embrace. His large hand gently stroked her delicate neck, as if considering something. He leaned down and breathed softly into her ear. "Little darling, do you want to test how strong your neck is ?" Ruoxue had no doubt that he had the urge to strangle her at that moment. "I don't think you will." "Why?" he asked, feigning confusion. "Because you still need me to do things for you." This was something Ruoxue had come to understand over the years. She guessed he must have some scheme, and regardless of what that scheme was, he needed her to carry it out. And he probably kept her virginity for this reason. "A clever girl," a faint smile appeared on his lips. He released his grip on her. "Since you're so cooperative, I'll just tell you directly." He took out a stack of . "I want you to marry the man in these documents." Ruoxue took the documents, looking at him in confusion: "Marry him?" What kind of task was this? And she couldn't believe the old man would let her go so easily. "That's right. Your first task is to find a way to marry this man, while also facilitating the cooperation between Fang Shuo and the Wu Group. I also want you to get into Wu Group's financial holding company. I'll give you the next tasks later." He looked at her meaningfully. She was so beautiful, and now she looked exactly like Qingxin. "What are you going to do?" She looked at him anxiously as he approached. Ruoxue nervously stepped back, but forgot to look behind her, and accidentally fell onto the bed. "Ah!" She swallowed nervously. She thought he would let her go because he needed her help, but she didn't expect him to be like this. "Don't be nervous, I'm just taking a little treat first. Besides, it's been so long, you have no idea how much I've missed you," he said tenderly. Although he had been with countless women over the years, the thought of her charming appearance still ignited his desire. When he made love with other women, he would fantasize about the woman beneath him looking like her. Mei Zhongju's lips slid across her neck, his large hand untying the sash of her bathrobe. He savored the scent of her fair, snow-white skin. "So fragrant!" Her delicate body beneath the bathrobe was completely exposed to his eyes. "Let me go!" Ruoxue pleaded, crying softly. However, this sweet tone did not make him let go; instead, it aroused his deeper desire. He covered her, and Ruoxue was already limp as a puddle. Xue'er's soft, boneless hands pressed against his chest, still struggling desperately. However, that weak strength was mistaken for an invitation. Mei Zhongju's lewd gaze lingered on the jade-like body lying beneath him, his hands impatiently conquering her. He cupped her breasts, squeezing, kneading, and swaying them. Ruoxue seemed under a spell, powerless to resist, just as she had been each time he violated her. She could only submit to his humiliation. A melody began to play… Mei Zhongju cursed as he withdrew from her. After finishing his phone call, just as Ruoxue thought he was coming back, he said, "Let's call it a day. You just got back, you must be tired. I'm leaving." He lightly kissed her lips and left gracefully. After he left, Ruoxue quickly pulled her already wide-open bathrobe together. Overwhelmed with shame, she covered her face and wept. "Why?" she cried, hanging precariously on the bed. Why couldn't she escape him? Why was she powerless to resist when he teased her? Could she never escape the shadows of the past? In America, everyone saw her as a strong and independent woman, but in his presence, she was always that timid, defenseless little girl. Her facade of strength and indifference crumbled before him. She hated him!

To escape his clutches as soon as possible, her only way out was to complete the task he had given her. Ruoxue
picked up the documents that had fallen to the floor when they were in bed.

"Wu Xiuhuang, is it?" Ruoxue murmured the man's name on the document.

Her beautiful eyes swept over it and suddenly saw a line of text that was specially marked. "This man is devoted to virgins."

Ruoxue smiled sadly. So this was the reason why "he" insisted on not having her.
Should thank him then?

Wu Xiuhuang, the man who was about to become her husband. She had to come up with a plan, how to take the initiative to approach him.

Taking the initiative

After staying in the hotel for several days, Ruoxue finally decided to go out for a stroll.

To be honest, she really couldn't think of a good way to approach Wu Xiuhuang.

Moreover, according to her research, Wu Xiuhuang was extremely intelligent and not someone who could be easily played with.

Besides, she would have to reveal her purpose for approaching him sooner or later, so she felt it was better to be straightforward with him
.

She drove the BMW that her father had someone deliver to her to a Western restaurant in Tianmu. The steak here was her
favorite.

After parking her car, she strolled into the restaurant.

The atmosphere was as good as ever!

In a good mood, she went to her usual window seat.

After ordering, she quietly admired the scenery outside. Suddenly, out of the corner of her eye, she caught
a figure walking in from the entrance.

What a coincidence! Why not seize the day? She might as well make her move today.

Wu Xiuhuang's imposing figure attracted many curious glances as soon as he entered the restaurant. But a beautiful
figure by the window caught his eye.

Only this woman in the restaurant didn't look at him.

His eyes instantly flashed with the surprise and fierceness of someone spotting prey.

In comparison, Lei Zimu beside him seemed much less impressive.

The waiter brought the food, and Ruoxue whispered a few words.

Afterward, she began to slowly enjoy her lunch.

Wu Xiuhuang and Lei Zimu finished their lunch and went to the counter to pay.

"Sir, the lady by the window says she wants to pay your bill," the waiter said.

Wu Xiuhuang looked in Ruoxue's direction and saw her raise her wine glass high, toasting him.

"Zimu, you go first, I need to go thank that lady." He then strode over.

Lei Zimu narrowed his eyes. Although he knew the lady was there for Wu Xiuhuang, he still felt
a slight pang of jealousy.

Especially when he saw Ruoxue's captivating beauty, his resentment towards Wu Xiuhuang intensified. Why did all
the women only see Wu Xiuhuang?

"Miss, may I sit down?" Even as he asked, Wu Xiuhuang had already pulled out a chair.

He had just been about to pay for her meal, seeing she hadn't finished, but she had beaten him to it.

It seemed she was interested in him too, which pleased him greatly.

"What do you think?" Ruoxue gently swirled the red wine in her glass, her eyes gazing at him with a seductive look.

"Then I'll sit down." His wild eyes remained fixed on her.

Ruoxue put down her wine glass and elegantly wiped her mouth with a napkin.

She pursed her lips, her languid voice escaping her lips: "Mr. Wu, are you here to thank me for the treat?"

"You know me?" His eyes casually swept across her face, trying to guess her intentions.

"Don't be so defensive. I'm just here to discuss a business deal with you." Ruoxue chuckled, her silvery voice captivating
.

"Oh?" He leaned back comfortably in his chair. However, Ruoxue could sense
the power .

"I want to marry you," she said directly.

A hint of admiration flashed in Wu Xiuhuang's eyes. Countless women had such thoughts, but this was the first time someone
had said it so directly to him. For that alone, he would give her extra points.

Seeing his suspicion, Ruoxue smiled and said, "I am Mei Zhongju's daughter from Fangshuo Biochemical Technology Company."

"I thought Mei Zhongju's daughter married Lu Songxian of Dingfeng Gold Industry." He raised an eyebrow.

"I'm his youngest daughter, Mei Ruoxue. I just returned from America a few days ago. No wonder you don't know me."
Ruoxue shook her head.

"Continue." Wu Xiuhuang became interested in the woman in front of him. Anyway, he was already thirty-three years old, so getting
married for fun wouldn't be a problem.

Of course, the premise was that the conditions had to be attractive to him.

"You and I both know that the Wu Group started in the construction industry, and now it has expanded into the electronics field,
and also has a financial holding company. Currently, it is about to enter the field of biotechnology."

Wu Xiuhuang nodded, signaling her to continue.

"Although the Wu Group's main business is the construction industry, it can only rank second, because the leader
is Dongsheng Group. I'm sure you are very dissatisfied."

Wu Xiuhuang stared at Ruoxue for a while, and had to admit that she was right. Being always on
top of Dongsheng Group had always been a source of resentment for them. However—"I thought Dongsheng Group's leading position in the field of biotechnology was
also a thorn in Fang Shuo's side?"

How perceptive! Ruoxue cheered for him in her heart.

"That's right. So it's not hard to understand why Fang Shuo approached the Wu family. I believe that
cooperation would benefit both sides.

Undoubtedly, Fang Shuo Biochemical is the best biochemical technology company besides Dong Sheng Biochemical. If you want to
enter this industry, we will provide the best assistance." Ruoxue stared intently at him. "So both of our companies will
benefit, right?"

Wu Xiuhuang sat up, leaned forward, and looked directly into Ruoxue's eyes. The two were so close that they could feel each other
's breath.

"That's right. Only by combining the strength of our two companies can we possibly compete with Dong Sheng. And you can have another
wife . What's wrong with that?"

Ruoxue said, her face flushed. "Anything else?" As he spoke, his lips deliberately
brushed against hers from time to time.

"Of course, you can also have another capable assistant. I can help out at your company. I have a
Master's degree in Business Administration."

After Ruoxue finished speaking, she playfully stuck out her tongue and gently licked his lips.

"Looks like the conditions are pretty good."

After he finished speaking, he quickly lifted her head and sucked hard on her elastic red lips. His nimble tongue
had already explored her mouth, teasing her slightly inexperienced and stiff little tongue.

Ruoxue couldn't wait to respond to his kiss, and her arms wrapped around his neck to hug him.

After a long while, the two slowly separated.

"Oh no!" Ruoxue realized they were in a restaurant, and she had actually kissed him
across .

He looked at her flushed cheeks with amusement, but his eyes held a wanton and unconventional expression.

"So inexperienced!" He stroked her delicate face.

"If we cooperate, you can have my first time," Ruoxue teasingly whispered in his ear.

Wu Xiuhuang's eyes lit up.

"Really?"

Ruoxue smiled mysteriously, "You'll have a chance to verify."

"Okay. Give me a day, and I'll give you an answer."

Although not satisfied, Ruoxue could only nod.

"I hope it will be a satisfactory answer."

After leaving her phone number, Ruoxue gracefully left. After a day of painful torment

for her first time , Ruoxue's phone finally rang. "Hello?" Ruoxue tried her best to control her voice, hoping it wouldn't sound too shaky. "It's me." The deep, sexy voice on the other end of the phone made her heart race even faster. "Xiuhuang?" Hearing Ruoxue call his name so intimately, Wu Xiuhuang on the other end of the phone chuckled silently. "Xue'er, where are you now? I'll come find you." "So you agree?" Ruoxue's beautiful lips curved into a captivating smile. "Of course. I'll come over and discuss the specific details of the cooperation with you." "Okay." After telling him where she was staying at the hotel, Ruoxue hung up the phone. Ruoxue squealed with excitement. This time she could finally escape that man! After dressing properly, Ruoxue went downstairs. Seeing him at the door, Ruoxue quickly went to greet him. He was wearing an Armani suit, which made him look even more dashing and charming. His perfect physique, handsome face, and those wild and captivating eyes were all things that would make any woman's heart flutter. "You've finally come." Xue'er's red lips curved into a smile, her expression coquettish. She put her arm around his waist, and Wu Xiuhuang also pulled Xue'er into his arms. The two walked into the hotel hand in hand. "I haven't had dinner yet, come eat with me first." He lightly kissed her fragrant lips. "Okay!" Ruoxue had no objection. "Since you're not eating, can't you at least have a drink with me?" He looked at her with alluring eyes. She ordered the waiter to bring another glass. "Wishing us a pleasant collaboration." She looked at him with a grin. "A pleasant collaboration!" He shook his head, echoing her. "Ruoxue." After dinner, he softly called her name. "Hmm?" Ruoxue looked at him with hazy eyes. She had never been a good drinker, and she felt a little dizzy . "I need to inspect the goods." Wu Xiuhuang's eyes revealed a deep meaning. "What?" She didn't react for a moment. "I need to personally inspect my bride." Xue'er blushed. Even if she was slow to understand, she understood what he meant. "Um..." "Let's go upstairs." He pulled her up and headed towards the elevator. As soon as the elevator doors closed, he immediately pounced on her, kissing her passionately. Xue'er used all her strength to barely press the floor button. "No..." In the blink of an eye, he had already unbuttoned her shirt, and his wild lips assaulted her breasts. "Not here..." Ruoxue struggled. He pulled away, his eyes glazing wildly at her. "Ding," the elevator arrived. Wu Xiuhuang scooped her up in his arms. "Which room?" he asked in a low, husky voice. Ruoxue was panting and unable to speak, so she could only take out her room key and hand it to him. Wu Xiuhuang opened the door, carried Xue'er straight to the bed, and put her down. He turned to close the door. When he returned, Xue'er saw that he had already taken off his suit jacket. He yanked off his tie, and the exposed, muscular chest made Ruoxue's mouth water. "Xiuhuang," Ruoxue sat up, her red lips softly murmuring his name. Her soft little hands climbed up his chest, unbuttoned his shirt, and impatiently tossed it to the ground . He chuckled at her impatience. Suddenly, his expression froze. The little woman was already on his chest, playing the two bulges on his chest. "Baby, you're so naughty!" He pushed her down onto the bed. Ruoxue's hazy, watery eyes met his lustful gaze, and suddenly a shiver ran through her. He quickly tore off her top and skillfully unhooked her lace bra. Her two round, full breasts bounced out. Ruoxue's breathing quickened under his gaze, her breasts trembling violently, instantly intensifying the fire of desire in his eyes . "You charming little vixen!" he cursed. Wu Xiuhuang continued to pull off her skirt and eagerly tore her panties. Ruoxue shyly tried to cover her private parts with her hands. But he grabbed her small hands. "Good girl, you can't deprive me of my pleasure." Ruoxue nodded, signaling him to let go. Sure enough, from then on, she obediently did not resist his actions. He first brazenly swept his eyes over her entire body with a beast-like gaze. His large hand suddenly covered her full, snowy breasts, beginning to wickedly knead the budding flower. His other hand freely explored her secret garden. He used his knee to spread her legs apart, his fingers deftly probing between them, parting the delicate folds, and seizing the small, round clitoris. The fingertips pinching the clitoris skillfully kneaded it, creating a strange pleasure within her. She arched her body uncontrollably, tilting her head back, yearning for more. She couldn't help but let out soft gasps, which turned into wanton moans when his fingers suddenly changed to thrusting. He looked at her proudly erect nipples, feeling her tightly gripping his long fingers, and said lewdly, "Baby, you're really too sensitive." But he liked it! "Ah... Xiuhuang..." she cried out her desire. She had a fear of dying, yet she also wanted to succumb to it all. This seemed to be the magic of sex! He suddenly withdrew his fingers. "Xiuhuang..." she cried out in a sob. Her lower body felt incredibly empty; she longed to be filled by him once more.

"Don't rush, baby. I can't hold back any longer either. I'll give it to you right now." Wu Xiuhuang stepped back, hurriedly
taking off his suit pants and underwear.

"Xiuhuang...give it to me..." She writhed restlessly on the bed, her flower already overflowing with spring water.

Suddenly, her eyes widened as she looked at the huge thing slowly approaching her.

"Oh my god! It's so big!" She swallowed hard.

Impossible! Such a big thing going into her body, it's too terrifying!

Although Ruoxue had already been trained by Mei Zhongju, this was the first time she had seen a man's erect penis.

Wu Xiuhuang looked at her terrified expression with amusement.

"You can do it!" Her shock satisfied his male vanity.

"No...don't..." she pleaded in panic.

Wu Xiuhuang just smiled wickedly.

He entered between her legs, cupped her firm buttocks, and slowly aimed his burning heat at her flower,
thrusting his waist and penetrating her wet and lubricated tenderness, until he encountered the expected resistance.

"Ah..." Xue'er cried out in pain.

She hadn't known doing this would hurt so much!

With the slightest movement, her layers of flesh gripped his manhood tightly.

Xue'er clutched his arm in pain, her fingertips digging into his muscles.

He breathed heavily, his self-control crumbling instantly. He suddenly thrust, his burning manhood penetrating her completely.

"Ah...ah..." Xue'er's hips swayed with each thrust, her red lips unconsciously emitting soft
moans.

"You're so tight," he growled.

"Faster..." Xue'er cried out.

"As you wish." He quickened his pace, thrusting forcefully, taking her into a dazzling sensual palace.

"Ah..."

With a simultaneous cry, he released his pent-up desire, the heat almost scalding her delicate
flower path .

That night, they reached the peak of passion together several times.

The next morning,

"I'm leaving," Ruoxue said, opening her eyes to find Wu Xiuhuang already dressed.

He walked to the bedside, bent down, and kissed her delicate nose.

"You made me very happy last night,"

Ruoxue said shyly, remaining silent. The thought of their passionate lovemaking last night made her blush from head
to toe.

"It seems having a wife is really good; at least I don't have to use condoms and can be so intimate with you," he
teased her.

She glared at him.

"Okay, I really have to go now. Please arrange a time with your father to discuss the wedding date."

To be continued...

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