[Urban] Doting on My Sister-in-Law (Complete) - 22-24

Chapter 203 Hypnosis (Part Two)

"Master Fang, this was a decision he made after discussing it with me. It's definitely not just something a child would do for fun!"

Xia Jingmei immediately said.

"Xia, although I'm quite old, I'm not old-fashioned at all. I don't have many requirements for taking on disciples, but I'm also an ordinary person. I can't treat reputation as fleeting clouds. I don't want to just take on people of questionable character and ruin my reputation later. So, if you want to become my disciple, you have to give me a reason. If it's for some improper purpose, then let's just leave it at that and pretend nothing happened!"

Old Man Fang's expression became serious.

"It's like this, Xiaoming has lived in an orphanage for more than ten years. There are many children with mental illnesses there, so he wants to learn how to help these poor children!"

"Yes, life there is too hard. I want to help them as much as possible!"

The "mother and son" echoed each other.

"If it's just for such a benevolent purpose, of course I can't refuse. But you also know that I'm a hypnotist. I judge people by their hearts, not their words!"

Old Man Fang's words were quite profound.

He Ming and Xia Jingmei exchanged glances, neither understanding the old man's meaning.

"You saw it yourself that day. When someone is hypnotized, they answer any question I ask honestly. So, if you want to become my disciple, you only need to undergo one hypnosis session with me. Let me see if what you think and what you say are the same. If they are, I will accept you as my disciple. Of course, this involves personal privacy, so you can choose to give up now!"

the old man explained.

He Ming glanced at his beautiful adoptive mother, feeling hesitant. To be honest, while treating the children at the orphanage was part of his plan, it was clearly not as powerful as reclaiming his own image. If he revealed it under hypnosis, the consequences would be obvious, and his privacy would be completely exposed.

Xia Jingmei looked at He Ming anxiously, her expression suggesting she wanted her adopted son to agree quickly. Clearly, she was unaware of the evil deeds her seemingly well-behaved adopted son had committed.

Under the intense gazes of the three women, He Ming knew he was backed into a corner. He was caught between a rock and a hard place; if he refused, he would be seen as having a guilty conscience and be despised; if he accepted, he risked accidentally revealing his shameful secret, which would be disastrous.

After much hesitation, He Ming decided to take the risk. If he succeeded, everything would unfold exactly as he envisioned; if he failed…

“Okay, I accept your test, but let’s find a quiet place, alright?”

He Ming asked. He didn’t want his secret to be known by the two women in front of him if he failed. As for the old hypnotist, he didn’t seem like a gossip; he obviously wouldn’t spread other people’s secrets around.

“Alright, although a little hypnosis doesn’t require many conditions, protecting personal privacy is still very important!”

Since the hypnotist had such a great reputation, he naturally possessed high moral character in every aspect, and professional ethics were essential.

Immediately, He Ming followed the old man upstairs to the room, while the two women remained in the living room. The reason he dared to take the plunge was because he had read a little about hypnosis online. To avoid being hypnotized, one must constantly remind oneself not to be hypnotized and focus one's attention on things one can say—this is the so-called "anti-hypnosis."

Of course, anti-hypnosis methods might work for some novice hypnotists, but against a powerful figure like the old man, it was uncertain.

For the next few minutes, He Ming kept recalling his life in the orphanage, remembering the pitiful state of those mentally ill children. The effect was quite good; the images in his mind increased.

Upon entering the room, the old man had He Ming sit down, then calmly observed him without taking out any props.

He Ming was extremely uneasy, but he knew that there was no turning back now. So he desperately thought about his pitiful past, and then about the poor children in the orphanage.

"Alright, now close your eyes!"

the old man commanded.

He Ming closed his eyes as instructed, his heart pounding.

"Okay, now imagine you're going downstairs. It's dark, and you're walking down one step at a time..."

Old Fang's figure was light, gentle, and smooth, yet possessed a strange allure.

He Ming didn't want to be hypnotized, so naturally he wouldn't follow the old man's instructions. However, the bewitching voice completely drew his consciousness into the scene, causing him to involuntarily begin to fantasize, his consciousness gradually blurring.

He didn't know how much time had passed when several rounds of applause, like thunderclaps, jolted him awake. He found himself still sitting in his chair, with Old Fang standing beside him, his expression calm, revealing no emotion.

"Did I succeed? Or did I fail?"

He Ming wondered anxiously.

"Come down with me!"

Old Fang didn't say much more, simply calling out before turning and leaving. He Ming followed nervously.

"This disciple, I'll accept!"

These were the first words Old Fang spoke upon entering the living room.

He Ming was overjoyed; he knew he had succeeded.

For the next two days, he would go home every noon after school to study the basic theories of hypnosis with Old Man Fang. His life suddenly became richer, because he had always been very interested in this legendary thing. Moreover, he was getting closer and closer to his ulterior motive. The goddess he had lost would be under his control again. If he got her back this time, he would not allow any accidents to happen again.

Chapter 204 Walking with Beauty, Ling Zhi's Prank (Part 1)

What is hypnosis?

In fact, hypnosis is an act of "paralyzing" someone's surface consciousness with psychological suggestion. However, most practitioners have a certain purpose, so broadly speaking, it is an act of "communicating" by using psychological suggestion to bypass the surface consciousness. After that, the subject is left with only the subconscious, and the instinct to resist is very weak. You can change some of their thought patterns through suggestions such as voice, actions, and eye contact.

This was the hypnosis technique that Old Man Fang had introduced, very similar to what He Ming had seen online. It seemed that the basic theories, these seemingly mysterious things, were no longer a secret. Of course, he wouldn't underestimate these hypnosis masters. If everyone could learn it from just a few words, the world would be in chaos, and everyone could see into the secrets of others' minds.

"Hypnosis is divided into two parts: the initial hypnosis and the subsequent psychological suggestion. Of course, hypnosis also requires suggestions such as actions and words to be completed, so the whole process can be seen as a continuous process of suggestion. You must remember that what we are talking about here is 'suggestion,' not command. After the subject is hypnotized, if you forcibly command them to do something that their subconscious mind resists, there is a very high chance of failure. If it is for a legitimate purpose, it's fine, but if it is for profit and to invade someone's privacy without their consent, you might get your legs broken!"

Old Man Fang explained.

"Then why didn't Meng Lei resist at all when you asked her?"

He Ming was stunned for a moment, then asked unwillingly. He knew that if he wanted to get his photos back, it would definitely be Chen Xuan's mother who would object. Needless to say, this was something that was subconsciously resistant to.

"Hehe, I never said you can't give direct commands, but you need to have the corresponding skill level to hypnotize the subject deeply enough!"

Old Fang smiled smugly, implying that his skill level was already high enough.

"Oh!"

He Ming nodded, hope rekindling in his heart.

"Actually, some things only require suggestion. If one attempt doesn't achieve the goal, you can try three, five, or ten times. As the subject's subconscious gradually changes, the desired effect can be achieved. This is the process most hypnotists use to treat psychological illnesses!"

Old Fang said.

He Ming felt increasingly relieved.

Having understood these basic theories, He Ming began to truly learn this strange and mysterious art. A month passed, and he achieved some minor successes, such as being able to slightly hypnotize an ordinary person into a daze for a while. According to Old Fang—you're not stupid, but you're definitely not a genius either.

Winter break arrived, and He Ming had only learned the basics of hypnosis, but he was already eager to meet Chen Xuan again. After not seeing her for half a year, he was really worried that his former goddess might have found someone else.

He Ming was pondering how to lie to his beautiful foster mother when his underworld father-in-law called, asking him to accompany him to the provincial capital. This was exactly what he wanted. Since

Old Ling had spoken, Xia Jingmei naturally couldn't object, so she got up early to pack He Ming's luggage. Since the train tickets were for the evening, there wasn't much of a rush.

"He Ming, I won't stop you if you need to. Meng Lei's condition is almost completely cured. I won't be staying in Jiangzhou for long. You're studying now and can't travel around with me, so it'll be hard to find opportunities to learn hypnosis later!"

These were the words of Old Fang, who clearly didn't want to ruin his reputation with a half-baked apprentice.

"Don't worry, Grandpa Fang, I'll only be gone for a few days and will be back soon!"

He Ming naturally didn't want to delay, but he was worried about Chen Xuan and felt it best to go see her. As for not calling her "Master," it was awkward in this modern society.

"Hmm!"

Old Fang didn't say anything more.

Around 6 PM, He Ming set off with only a few belongings. He hadn't bought a ticket beforehand, as his future father-in-law had already bought one for him—a train ticket. Because of the recent school holidays and the return of many migrant workers to their hometowns, he hadn't been able to get a sleeper ticket, only a seat.

Jiangzhou City was quite far from the provincial capital, Guangnan City. The airport was under maintenance, temporarily closing its routes, and taking a bus would take a long time, making the train the most suitable mode of transport. However, since it wasn't a direct route, it would still take seven or eight hours.

He Ming was very excited. From childhood to adulthood, aside from a trip to the countryside with Liu Qinyue, he had never traveled far before, especially to ride a train, something he had never done before.

Arriving at the train station, He Ming met his future father-in-law, and surprisingly, also Ling Zhi, his nominal fiancée.

She was dressed relatively conservatively today—at least in my opinion; to the average person, it would be considered appropriate.

Her wavy hair was casually draped over her shoulders, her mature features exquisite with a hint of cold beauty. She wore a snow-white openwork sweater, her ample bosom alluring. Below her slender waist, a pair of bright red pencil pants perfectly outlined the curves of her hips and legs. The tight fabric felt like a second skin, highlighting her round, perky buttocks, perfectly shaped, firm, and full. Her long legs were straight and shapely, extremely seductive, and a pair of silver high heels on her jade-like feet made her tall figure appear even more slender, giving her an aura of awe.

Besides Ling Hao and his wife, there was also a man wearing sunglasses carrying large bags of luggage; undoubtedly, he was the errand boy.

When Ling Zhi saw He Ming, a look of disgust appeared on her face, and she turned her pretty face away as if she had seen a pile of dog excrement.

He Ming gave a disdainful cold smile, inwardly mocking her. What kind of expression would this woman have if she knew that she had been humiliated twice by someone she disliked?

"He Ming, you're here!"

Ling Hao looked at He Ming with a gentle smile, as if admiring a cherished antique. He was growing increasingly fond of this future son-in-law. So young, yet so courageous and insightful; such a person was destined for greatness, and given time, he would surely soar to great heights.

"Uncle Ling!"

He Ming quickly responded, genuinely respecting this influential figure—a respect he hadn't shown when their relationship was strained.

"Hehe, you don't need to bring any luggage. I'm here to let you familiarize yourself with our home. We have all the necessities; if you need anything, just buy it!"

Ling Hao said politely.

He Ming smiled awkwardly. Going there would obviously make him feel like a monkey being watched, like a prospective son-in-law. Just thinking about that atmosphere made him uncomfortable.

"What? He's staying at our house?"

Ling Zhi looked at her father with surprise.

"Yes, is there a problem?"

Ling Hao looked at his daughter, his expression clearly brooking no argument.

“You…”

Ling Zhi couldn’t find a good reason to sulk.

The three waited for a while, until almost seven o’clock, when Ling Hao suddenly took out his phone to answer a call. He then said apologetically to He Ming, “Uh, He Ming, you guys go ahead. The company suddenly called and said there’s something I need to take care of. It seems I’ll have to wait a couple of days. I’ll call the driver to pick you up when I get to Guangnan!”

“Uh…”

He Ming was a little stunned, not knowing what to say.

“Then forget it, I’ll leave in a couple of days too!”

Ling Zhi immediately agreed, clearly not wanting to be alone with He Ming.

“Nonsense, have you forgotten you have to go back to Guangnan for business?”

Ling Hao frowned and scolded.

Ling Zhi was stunned and didn’t say anything more.

Thinking about going out alone with this beautiful woman next to him, He Ming’s feelings were complicated. He was happy, but she obviously wouldn’t pay him any attention. He was unhappy, but he could at least feast his eyes on her and satisfy his vanity.

Chapter 205 Traveling with Beauty, Ling Zhi's Prank (Part Two)

It was time to depart. Old Man Ling handed the ticket to He Ming, while Ling Zhi took the two small bags from the errand boy behind her without a word and walked away first.

"Seize the opportunity to spend time together, remember to take good care of her!"

Old Man Ling whispered in He Ming's ear, a hint of cunning on his face.

"This so-called accidental solo journey, could it be something Old Man Ling deliberately orchestrated?"

He Ming wondered, but seeing Ling Zhi's figure gradually disappear, he had never taken a train before and didn't know the procedures, so he hurriedly followed.

Because he had never taken a train before, He Ming couldn't take the lead and followed behind. After having his luggage checked at the main gate, they entered the waiting hall, which was incredibly crowded.

He Ming stood in front of Ling Zhi; because of the crowd, the two were almost touching. However, because he was unfamiliar with the surroundings, he didn't dare to deliberately push too far apart, lest something go wrong and he become a laughingstock.

"Shall I help you carry your things?"

He Ming, carrying only a bag on his back and empty-handed, kindly offered a suggestion, wanting to be a gentleman.

In fact, Ling Zhi wasn't carrying much either; she had a small bag slung over her shoulder, with two small straps on each side, which didn't look too heavy, probably containing clothes or something.

"No need!"

Ling Zhi said coldly, then deliberately turned her face away.

He Ming, his warm face suddenly met with the beauty's cold backside, felt somewhat speechless. Normally, he would have turned and left long ago, but now…

Outside the glass window, a train gradually came to a stop, and the doors at the other end of the hall slowly opened, with waiting passengers pouring out and boarding the train.

He Ming followed Ling Zhi, and upon closer inspection, he realized that each carriage was numbered, which reassured him somewhat. Initially, he had worried that if his ticket wasn't with the woman beside him, finding a seat would be a problem.

He Ming's ticket indicated carriage eleven, seat twenty-two, so he headed towards carriage eleven. Unexpectedly, Ling Zhi had also boarded this carriage; it seemed their tickets were likely bought together.

Once on the train, He Ming followed Ling Zhi and quickly found seat number 22, only to find that the woman in front of him was sitting in the seat just outside number 22, which was seat 23.

He Ming wanted to ask the woman to let him in first, but the conductor required passengers to put their backpacks on the seats, so he had to put his backpack down first.

After putting his backpack down, He Ming wanted to ask the woman to move aside, but she had a nonchalant expression and looked out the window, completely ignoring him.

He Ming was a little annoyed and didn't want to ask for help, but passengers were arriving one after another, and the aisle was narrow. Standing like a wooden statue was impolite, and he was also uncomfortable. So, he brazenly said, "Please move aside, I'll go in. My seat is inside."

Ling Zhi didn't react at all, still looking indifferent. The two plastic bags she was carrying had no zippers, so she had just placed them on the table, making it impossible for the awkward man to step inside.

He Ming was somewhat annoyed. Ignoring the woman's thoughts, he pushed her bag into the table and stepped over her. Because the space between the table and chair was small, his "lower abdomen" was almost touching the beautiful woman's inviolable face.

Ling Zhi ignored He Ming, but suddenly felt she couldn't back down. She turned around, and her delicate nose was right next to the little lecher's... sensitive area. He Ming froze, stunned.

He Ming felt the contact on his sensitive area and was extremely embarrassed. He quickly sat down after stepping over. Even though he was angry with the woman, he felt awkward about taking advantage of her like that, and his gaze darted away.

Ling Zhi realized what was happening, her face flushed red, and she quickly pulled her bag away.

The two sat awkwardly for a moment. The carriage gradually quieted down, the passengers were all seated, and the train began to move. Surprisingly, the two chairs opposite them were empty.

Ling Zhi's expression was indifferent. She stood up and moved to the chair opposite her as if avoiding a fly. She took out snacks and her phone from her pocket, put on her headphones, listened to music, and ate sunflower seeds, not even glancing at He Ming.

He Ming had a temper; if someone treated him well, he would retaliate tenfold. If someone ignored him, even if they were a beautiful woman, he would look at them with the same disgust he felt for a sewer, which manifested as complete disregard.

The train gradually moved forward, and as dusk fell, He Ming was somewhat captivated by the pastoral scenery outside the window. However, as night descended, he had to turn his gaze back. Bored, he followed the woman opposite him and took out his phone to listen to music.

He Ming squinted, immersed in the world of music. He didn't know how much time had passed when the train stopped. He thought it was a stop, but the surrounding passengers didn't move, and neither did Ling Zhi. From the whispers of some people, he realized it was just a stop along the way.

A moment later, a man and a woman entered the carriage. The man appeared to be in his mid-twenties, tall and slightly overweight. Although he looked very strong and powerful, he had a rather refined face, which gave him a gentle air.

The woman, on the other hand, was quite striking. She looked to be around twenty years old, about 1.63 meters tall, with fair skin. Although she was slender and somewhat delicate, she was well-proportioned, with a beautiful face that was exquisitely pretty, giving her a petite and charming appearance.

She was definitely a beauty, but what attracted the most attention was her attire. Although the temperature was low on a winter night, and she was wearing a down jacket, she seemed a little out of breath, perhaps from rushing to catch the train. Sweat dampened a few strands of her bangs, her mouth was slightly open, and her cheeks were flushed, adding a touch of allure. The train car had air conditioning, and the temperature was just right, but it was clearly a bit hot for her. So, as she walked, she unzipped her jacket, revealing only a white t-shirt underneath—a low-cut one at that—revealing a large cleavage between her breasts, which drew frequent glances from the men around her. She was also wearing ultra-thin, tight-fitting capri pants that perfectly outlined the curves of her sexy hips and legs.

Even though there were plenty of beautiful women around, He Ming couldn't help but glance at her. Not wanting to be looked down upon by the woman opposite him, he quickly looked away, only observing her out of the corner of his eye.

The man examined the ticket, then pulled the beautiful woman beside him straight to Ling Zhi, comparing the ticket numbers. He was, of course, momentarily captivated by her stunning beauty.

Seeing each other, the two women were clearly jealous. The petite woman, seeing Ling Zhi in her seat, was visibly displeased, glancing warily at the man beside her every now and then.

"Excuse me, miss, could you please get up? This is our seat!"

The young man hesitated, seemingly not wanting to offend the beautiful woman, but with his female companion present, he spoke up nonetheless.

Ling Zhi's eyes were slightly closed, her ears were covered by earphones, and she didn't respond, probably not hearing him.

He Ming didn't say anything either; he watched with a spectator's mentality. Too arrogant a woman needs to be taught a lesson before she becomes more restrained.

"Miss!"

The young man reached out to pat Ling Zhi's shoulder, but then felt it inappropriate, so he raised his voice.

The beautiful woman who had been traveling with him wasn't so patient. She slammed her hand on Ling Zhi's chair and said, "This is our seat!"

Ling Zhi reacted, took off her headphones, glanced at the empty seat outside He Ming's chair, hesitated for a moment, and said, "Could someone please move over there?"

"Get up! You're hogging someone's chair and you still think you're polite!"

the woman snapped angrily.

In fact, Ling Zhi's words seemed unreasonable to those around them. Even if they weren't lovers, but siblings or something, it was impossible for them to separate and sit with strangers without reason. She probably genuinely didn't want to sit with He Ming, hence her unreasonable request.

He Ming couldn't help but want to laugh. No matter how beautiful or arrogant you are, this girl won't listen to you. Now you've got your comeuppance!

Ling Zhi was annoyed, but seeing all the eyes around her, she didn't want to be stared at like a monkey. So, she stood up angrily and reluctantly sat down outside He Ming's chair.

"I want to sit inside!"

The girl opposite seemed to dislike Ling Zhi's sour face, so she made her request. After receiving permission, she sat down opposite He Ming, while the young man sat on the outside.

Most girls are the same; they like to eat snacks. Soon after, the girl opposite also took out some snacks and put them on the table, eating them non-stop.

He Ming finally understood the downside of having a seat. The train carriage wasn't large to begin with, with four chairs facing each other and a small table in the middle. The two people facing each other were very close, able to clearly see each other eating. The most awkward thing was that they were both strangers, and no one would offer to eat together.

He Ming wasn't very hungry, and the girl's food wasn't anything fancy, but the sight of her exposed breasts made his mouth water. Of course, what made him drool was the sight of her white breasts beneath her low-cut neckline. He understood the principle of not looking at what is improper, so he closed his eyes slightly, listening to the music and trying to appear like a gentleman.

In fact, no man could resist such temptation. He couldn't help but peek through his eyelids at the beautiful woman's ample bosom and the deep cleavage beneath her low neckline.

After a while, the woman seemed to find her thick coat cumbersome and too hot, so she simply took it off, making her inner beauty even more apparent.

He Ming involuntarily squinted

, observing the girl. The white t-shirt she wore underneath, while not oversized, had an exceptionally loose collar, the fabric barely hanging on her delicate shoulders, swaying precariously. As He Ming stared, the round-neck fabric on one of her shoulders began to slowly slide down, revealing more and more of her breasts. Besides the entire deep cleavage being exposed, almost half of her breasts were exposed, white and full, with a hint of pink showing. He was stunned.

The girl, oblivious, only subconsciously reached up and slightly pulled up her collar after her breasts were almost completely exposed. The friction of the fabric caused her breasts to jiggle slightly.

He Ming almost spat blood, thinking, "This is fucking insane!"

For the next few hours, He Ming pretended to be asleep, squinting and spying, watching the beautiful woman's t-shirt collar slide down and then be pulled up again, repeating this cycle.

However, the beautiful woman wasn't intentionally trying to seduce him. Of course, she wasn't completely unguarded. Occasionally, she would pull down her collar and glance at He Ming with a wary look. The man outside her didn't say anything, seemingly unaware that his female companion's clothes were somewhat disheveled, or perhaps feeling that it wasn't appropriate to publicly point it out.

"God, this is terrible!"

He Ming finally understood that for a man, the most frustrating thing is facing the temptation of a beautiful woman, yet being unable to fully ravage her.

Chapter 206 Traveling with Beauty, Ling Zhi's Prank (Part 3)

Time flew by and it was already two in the morning. About 80-90% of the people in the carriage were asleep, and the remaining 10% were in a half-asleep, half-awake state.

He Ming was an exception. Although he was also a little sleepy, something seemed to be stirring in his heart as soon as he closed his eyes, making it impossible for him to calm down. It was like being unable to adapt to a new environment and unfamiliar bed. His phone was long dead, so he couldn't use it to kill time, but he didn't need it. The beautiful woman across from him, constantly moving around and radiating light, was more attractive than anything else. So, although his body was slightly tired, he still retained a hint of excitement.

Now the beautiful woman had also fallen asleep, her head gently tilted against the shoulder of the young man outside. This way, she wouldn't notice that her collar had slipped down, which was a good opportunity for a certain lecherous man to feast his eyes.

The young man was also in a daze. He seemed very sleepy, but unfortunately, the train seat back was too steep. If he couldn't keep his back straight, his body would lean to one side. Moreover, there was a woman leaning on his shoulder, so it was worth trying to stay awake to support his body. Poor man.

If this could be considered pitiful, then He Ming was no exception. His nominal fiancée, whose proud eyes were always fixed on the sky, was also fast asleep, her body leaning against his shoulder.

He Ming was thankful that he had trained and his physical abilities far surpassed those of ordinary people; this burden was almost negligible. Although he had some prejudice against the woman on his shoulder, he was willing to make this small sacrifice, considering she was his nominal fiancée.

He Ming carefully calculated that they had set off around 2 PM, and they should be arriving in Guangnan City soon. His first trip had gone smoothly, which put him at ease. He then turned his attention back to the "disheveled" beauty opposite him.

"We're almost in Guangnan!"

a voice suddenly rang out, and the carriage became noisy. Ling Zhi also woke up, realizing that the man beside her hadn't shown any reaction, not even an apologetic look, but instead quickly moved away in disgust.

He Ming was unimpressed; he didn't expect to win a beauty's heart with such small favors.

The couple opposite them also woke up. The woman, seemingly feeling comfortable with someone to lean on and still very sleepy, coquettishly rested her head on the man's shoulder, uttered a few playful words, and quickly closed her eyes again.

He Ming felt a pang of jealousy. Why was this woman so indifferent to the same beautiful woman? If she were even slightly gentler, even slightly more charming, and simply leaned against his shoulder, he wouldn't be left with this situation of watching others with envy and resentment.

The carriage became lively, and He Ming was even more wide awake. Of course, the woman opposite him still frequently attracted his gaze to her chest.

"I said, if you want to look, look openly. Sneaking around like a thief is disgusting!"

Ling Zhi suddenly blurted out coldly.

He Ming was instantly stunned, his face flushed red, and he almost wanted to disappear into the ground. He cursed the damned woman in his heart.

The man opposite wasn't blind; he'd noticed his female companion's disheveled clothing long ago and was undoubtedly on high alert, his target being He Ming. However, he hadn't found any concrete evidence. Hearing someone say this, he felt he couldn't remain silent; otherwise, he wouldn't be a real man.

"Believe it or not, I'll gouge your eyes out!"

The man, probably seeing He Ming's young age and lack of physical strength, displayed an unbridled arrogance.

Ling Zhi coldly stared at He Ming, a mocking smile on her face.

"You try it then!"

He Ming was somewhat embarrassed and angry. Even though he was in the wrong, being threatened like this meant he couldn't back down and become a complete coward.

The man probably hadn't expected a young man who looked like he hadn't even grown any hair to be so defiant despite being in the wrong. He paused for a moment, then grabbed a bottle of red tea from the table and smashed it at He Ming.

He Ming tilted his head, and the bottle of cinnabar smashed against the train window with a loud thud. The sudden movement drew the attention of the surrounding passengers, and even the woman on top of the young man was startled awake, her face showing confusion and fear.

Having faced life and death several times in the past six months, He Ming knew a knife wound was nothing to him; he wasn't easily intimidated. He stood up and reached for the young man's collar.

The young man, equally enraged, stood up and tried to fight He Ming, showing no hesitation and seemingly confident he could defeat the smaller-than-his-owning man.

He Ming wasn't a shrew, resorting to haphazard grabbing and biting. He was trained; seeing the man clinging to him like a leech, he smiled coldly, grabbed the young man's wrist, and pulled him forward sharply. Because the gap between the small table and chair was too narrow, the man's legs couldn't move, and his body involuntarily fell forward.

He Ming immediately reached out with his other hand, grabbed the young man's hair with lightning speed, and forcefully slammed his head down.

"Bang!"

With a low thud, the young man's forehead made intimate contact with the table.

He Ming's hands seemed to possess the strength of a thousand pounds, and with a timely lift of his foot, he stepped on the young man's waist. A boy, noticeably thinner than the young man, forcefully pinned the robust young man to the narrow table, scattering things across the floor.

The young man struggled desperately but couldn't straighten up. His front half was pressed against the table, while his back dangled in the aisle, half-kneeling, as if a mountain was pressing down on him. No matter how much he struggled, he couldn't break free and stand up.

"You wanted to smash things, didn't you? If it's so fun, I'll try smashing some too!"

He Ming's hand, gripping the young man's hair, tightened, pulling his head up and then slamming it down, causing the young man's forehead to involuntarily slam against the table, producing a loud thud.

At this moment, Ling Zhi couldn't laugh anymore; her face turned pale, and she looked at the seemingly introverted young man with a hint of fear.

The surrounding passengers were also startled, staring blankly, no one daring to speak up.

In reality, He Ming, now confident in his abilities, wouldn't hold back, but he wasn't the impulsive and reckless type. His grip wasn't strong; the loud noise was because the table was plastic.

"Let him go! Stop hitting him!"

The beautiful woman snapped out of her daze and began desperately tearing at He Ming's hands.

"Give in? Want me to gouge out your eyes?"

He Ming stood like a rock, completely ignoring the woman, coldly asking the young man in his arms.

"Go to hell!"

the young man cursed, his body thrashing like a stranded whale.

"What happened?"

Just then, a female voice rang out, and a flight attendant walked over.

He Ming didn't want to escalate the situation, so he released the young man, standing there sheepishly, his face pale.

The young man straightened up and tried to grab He Ming again, but the flight attendant intervened and separated them. With the disheveled woman also intervening, the fight didn't continue.

"Please talk things out. What happened?"

the flight attendant asked again.

"This guy molested my girlfriend and beat me up! You… never mind, I doubt you can handle this. I'll call the police later!"

the young man said indignantly, but stopped halfway through, realizing a flight attendant couldn't really stand up for him.

"Sir, let it go. Let's sit down and resolve this calmly. If you call the police, it's the middle of the night, and their arrival will disrupt your journey and rest!"

the flight attendant said, her words carefully chosen to appeal to his emotions.

"Yes, let it go, it's so late!"

the beautiful woman added, her face pleading.

The young man stared at He Ming, his eyes filled with undisguised malice. After a moment, he remained silent and coldly sat down.

"Alright, we're almost at the final stop. When you leave, make sure you check your luggage!"

Seeing the commotion subside, the train attendant decided not to pursue the matter further, as it's better to avoid trouble. He quickly alerted those around him, restoring the atmosphere to normal.

"Hey kid, what's your name?"

As the train pulled into the station, the young man's cold voice rang out, clearly indicating he wasn't going to let the matter rest.

He Ming smiled disdainfully and said, "Jiangzhou City, He Ming. We'll meet again someday!"

He had been called "He Ming" for over ten years, while "Chen Ming" had only been used for a little over six months. Moreover, he hadn't yet fully integrated into the identity of the adopted son, so his answer was a natural reflex. He only realized his mistake after the words were out, but he couldn't be foolish enough to be forced to explain. Someone who didn't even know their own name would likely be looked down upon for being afraid and hiding something.

"Oh well, I've already gotten the better deal, so it's better to end it like this!"

He Ming thought to himself as he took off his backpack.

Chapter 207 Traveling with Beauty, Ling Zhi's Prank (Part 4)

The reason He Ming could be so ruthless was because he was annoyed. Why was he annoyed? There were two reasons: First, he was seduced by a beautiful woman but couldn't release his desire; second, even though there was a beautiful woman sitting next to him, she didn't give him a friendly look.

He Ming knew very well that if he didn't act a little ruthless, the woman next to him would think he was a coward and would give him a hard time at any time. He had never suffered such humiliation before.

The two walked out of the train station, and He Ming noticed that the woman next to him seemed to have changed. Although her attitude was still indifferent, she no longer had the disdainful look she had before. Whenever their eyes met, she would quickly look away, with a hint of fear mixed in.

He Ming smiled coldly to himself. This was the effect he wanted. Some people are just cheap. They don't accept respect and only respond to force, not gentleness.

Reaching the main road, Ling Zhi took out her phone and made a call. Judging from the conversation, she was calling the driver who was supposed to pick her up, explaining that the unexpected traffic jam had caused the delay.

He Ming, having nothing to do, looked around and found that this provincial capital wasn't much different from Jiangzhou, except there were more people, and even late at night, the traffic was still heavy.

After waiting a while, He Ming felt a chill. Guangnan City was at a much higher latitude than Jiangzhou, which was in the subtropics. It was the dead of winter, and the cold wind at midnight felt like a knife, something even someone with good physical constitution couldn't escape.

Ling Zhi was prepared; she quickly pulled out a white down jacket, gloves, and earmuffs from her pocket and put them on—a set of essential winter gear.

He Ming also gradually felt unbearably cold, so he hurriedly pulled out an outer garment prepared by his beautiful foster mother and put it on. However, he didn't have gloves or earmuffs, and the exposed areas were red from the cold.

"Wait here, I need to use the restroom!"

After standing for about twenty minutes, Ling Zhi suddenly spoke, then picked up her bag and walked to the side.

"Going to the restroom with a bag? Are you afraid I'll steal your things?"

He Ming thought somewhat displeased.

Twenty minutes passed, and He Ming was getting impatient. Why was this woman taking so long to use the restroom? Are all women like this?

Half an hour passed, and He Ming rubbed his hands together, breathing out warm air, growing increasingly impatient. He paced back and forth, his gaze fixed on the direction Ling Zhi had disappeared in, as if trying to see through the night.

An hour passed, and He Ming began to curse. His legs were numb and aching from pacing, and his ears were throbbing painfully. Only his hands, rubbing together, offered some temporary relief.

He Ming didn't have Ling Zhi's number. He wanted to turn around and leave, but he was afraid the woman wouldn't be able to find him when she came back, so he couldn't make up his mind. He finally sat down on a chair in a sheltered corner of the station, then pulled out two more layers of clothing and wrapped them around his head and hands, finally feeling a little warmer.

Another hour passed, and He Ming was already dozing in the cold wind when his phone suddenly rang, startling him. He jumped out with trembling hands and saw it was Xia Jingmei calling.

"Hello, Aunt Xia!"

He Ming stammered.

"Xiao Ming, have you arrived? What's wrong with your voice?"

Xia Jingmei's voice was clearly anxious.

"I arrived early, but Ling Zhi said she was going to the restroom and then disappeared!"

He Ming said with a hint of anger.

"Disappeared? Could something have delayed her? Just wait patiently!"

Xia Jingmei said thoughtfully.

"But I've been waiting for two hours already! I'm on the street, and it's so cold here, I can't stand it!"

He Ming complained.

"Two hours? How can it take so long?"

Xia Jingmei's tone was full of surprise. After a moment, she said, "Do you have her number? Call and ask!"

"I don't have her number!"

He Ming sighed helplessly.

"I don't either. It's this late, Xiao Xue and Chairman Ling are probably already asleep, and it's not good to disturb them. How about this, you find a hotel to stay in first, and we'll talk again when it's light!"

Xia Jingmei naturally wouldn't let her adopted son suffer, so she advised him.

"Okay!"

He Ming agreed, then stood up shakily and began searching for a hotel on both sides of the street, still angry. But when luck is on your side, even drinking cold water can be a problem. He looked at nearly ten hotels, but they were either empty or fully booked; the hotels in front of the station were always doing brisk business.

He Ming felt like he was about to collapse from the cold. Xia Jingmei called again halfway through, and to avoid worrying his adoptive mother, he could only brush her off, feeling somewhat touched: "She's probably worried about me, that's why she's still awake so late!"

After walking a long way, there were no more hotels in sight, mostly construction sites. He Ming was too cold to bear it any longer, so he decided to stop wasting his time. He walked back to the seat in the station, took out some clothes, put them on, checked his phone—it was already past three o'clock—and decided to just hold on, shivering and hoping for dawn.

The next morning, the little boy sat in the corner, his cheeks red from the cold, a smile on his lips. He was dead, frozen to death in the cold winter night. The sun rose, shining on his small body. The little boy sat there, several thick layers of clothing pressed under his hands—he wanted to warm himself.

Of course, this wasn't a fairy tale, not "The Little Boy Selling Clothes," so the above story was purely a pessimistic fantasy that occasionally rose in He Ming's despair, when he was so cold he was almost in tears.

The phone rang again, which was like heavenly music to He Ming's ears. He shivered as he pulled out his phone, forcing his voice to sound normal because it was his adoptive mother's number.

"Xiao Ming, where are you? Are you in a hotel?"

Xia Jingmei's voice was still worried.

"Yes!"

He Ming shivered. The morning temperature hadn't risen at all compared to the night before, and the plants in the flowerbeds along the street were covered with a thick layer of frost.

"Oh, which hotel is it? I've already called Chairman Ling's number, and he said he'll send someone to pick you up!"

Xia Jingmei asked.

"Just tell him to have the driver come directly to the station entrance to find me!"

He Ming, unable to bear it any longer, didn't want to say anything more and was busy basking in the cold morning sun.

"Okay, I've given your number to Chairman Ling, and he'll tell the driver who's picking you up. Just wait patiently there!"

Xia Jingmei instructed.

"Okay!"

He Ming wanted to say, "I'm patient, I'm incredibly patient," but he felt that it wasn't his beautiful foster mother's fault, so he forcibly suppressed his anger.

"Ling Zhi, if I find out you secretly ran away last night, see how I deal with you!"

He Ming hung up the phone, gritting his teeth as he thought.

More than ten minutes later, He Ming waited for the driver who was supposed to pick him up, and dragging his numb legs and his brain, already groggy from lack of rest, he got into the car.

"Didn't you get any rest last night?"

The driver greeted him warmly with a hint of inexplicable flattery on his face.

"Yes, were you the one who picked someone up from the train station last night?"

He Ming noticed that the car wasn't a taxi, but rather a luxury sedan. The driver was likely a family or private professional, so it was highly probable that this was the guy who said he was picking someone up last night. But he still wanted to confirm it himself.

"Yes, I picked up Miss. He said you went to see a friend!"

the driver said with a smile, unaware that someone in the back had turned green with embarrassment.

Without being asked, He Ming learned the truth, and he was so angry he almost exploded. His fists clenched tightly, and he thought fiercely, "Ling Zhi, you just wait!"

Chapter 208 Teasing the Sleeping Beauty (Part 1)

Because of the morning rush hour, the car moved slowly and stopped on the wide street, taking a full twenty minutes to travel only about one kilometer. He Ming felt like he was stuck in an endless quagmire. He finally managed to take a step forward, not knowing where he was going. He had originally planned to rest when he got to Ling Zhi's house, but now he really couldn't hold on any longer. The temperature inside the car was just right, much more comfortable than outside. The warm air made him drowsy, and the numbness in his hands and feet gradually disappeared. So, he unconsciously lost consciousness.

"Brother, wake up, wake up! Your phone is ringing!"

After an unknown amount of time, the driver's voice came. He Ming struggled to open his sore eyes and found that the surrounding environment had changed drastically. It was like the Taoyuan District of Jiangzhou City, with few high-rise buildings and plants dominating the landscape.

Somewhat groggy, He Ming pulled out his phone. It was Ling, the gang leader, calling. He answered.

"He Ming, have you arrived yet?"

"Oh, not yet!"

"Oh, when you arrive, if anyone asks your age, just say you're twenty, understand?"

"Okay!"

He Ming replied impatiently. This question again. What's wrong with being young? He wasn't living off someone else; did he have to care about what others thought?

"You don't know my family situation. Ling Zhi has a grandmother, over eighty years old. Although she's very kind and gentle, she still holds some feudalistic ideas. Do you understand what I mean?"

Seemingly sensing He Ming's displeasure, Ling Hao unexpectedly explained. It was rare to see a gangster boss patiently explaining things to someone.

"Okay, I understand!"

He Ming felt much better. He hung up and drifted off to sleep again.

"Brother, wake up, wake up!"

He Ming was woken up again by the driver's voice, feeling quite annoyed.

"We're here!"

the driver said gently to He Ming, though his attitude still felt somewhat obsequious.

He Ming shook his head vigorously, trying to shake off the lingering drowsiness, and got out of the car. The surroundings were shaded by green trees, and in front of him was a spacious flat area. At the end of the open space stood a huge villa. Although he was used to living in villas, he had never seen one of this scale before. It looked like a small castle, probably three times larger than the ones in Taoyuan District.

"The Ling family is truly extravagant!"

He Ming thought to himself, "The rich are different." Then, with the driver's help, he took his backpack out of the trunk.

"Oh, I'll take it, I'll take it!"

Just then, a woman around fifty years old came out of the villa, warmly taking the bundle. Judging from her attire, she was probably a maid.

He Ming was a little unaccustomed to such "high-class" treatment, but he couldn't refuse, so he followed behind empty-handed.

"Young master, you must not have had breakfast yet!" the woman,

who seemed to be a maid, asked warmly.

"Oh, no need to trouble yourself, I don't have much of an appetite, I just want to rest!"

He Ming felt a little awkward about being addressed like that, but he couldn't refute it. As he answered, he entered the villa. The space inside impressed him. The living room was large, with lush plants along the walls and many classical-looking landscape paintings on the walls. Besides that, there was furniture of various sizes. Towards the back of the hall, a spiral staircase led to the second floor, covered with a red carpet, resembling the design of the Republican era seen on television.

"Sister Cao, who's here?"

A thin, elderly woman sat on the sofa in the center of the hall, wearing a thick hat. A few strands of gray hair fell out, and her face was covered with crisscrossing wrinkles. She was probably over eighty years old, and her gray eyes clearly indicated poor eyesight.

"Oh, ma'am, your grandson-in-law has arrived!"

The maid put down her luggage and answered respectfully.

"Oh, it's Xiaozhi's boyfriend! Come, let me see him!"

The old woman tremblingly stretched out her hands, looking expectant, as if trying to grasp something.

"This is Miss Lingzhi's grandmother!"

Amidst the maid's somewhat awkward gaze, He Ming quietly walked over, then half-squatted down, grasped the somewhat withered hands, and called out, "Grandma!"

He Ming wasn't doing this to curry favor; it was purely out of respect for the elderly woman, because seeing this old woman reminded him of his own grandmother.

"Oh! This child is so good. He sounds so young. How old are you?"

The old lady took out one hand and gently stroked He Ming's hair and cheek, asking kindly.

"Oh, I'm twenty years old!"

He Ming was stunned, then lied as Ling Hao had instructed. He felt a little guilty for lying to such a kind old woman.

"Oh, you're very young! You're several years younger than my Xiao Zhi!"

The old lady was somewhat surprised, her expression clearly showing some concern, but she added with a smile, "But it's alright. It's a new society now. As long as you truly like it, who cares about so much!"

"Yes, Grandma, I came in such a hurry this time that I didn't have time to bring you any gifts!"

He Ming felt a little embarrassed.

"Hehe, it's alright. I'm satisfied as long as you have this thought!"

The old lady gently stroked the back of He Ming's hand.

Feeling the warmth from her rough palm, He Ming felt a sense of comfort. He never expected that there would be such a kind mother in the home of a gangster boss.

"Oh, right, child, you haven't had breakfast yet, have you? I'll ask Sister Cao to prepare some for you!"

the old lady suddenly said.

"Uh, no need, Grandma, I don't have an appetite!"

He Ming quickly stopped her.

"How can that be? Young people must eat regularly, otherwise they'll develop stomach problems in the future, which will be very painful!"

The old lady was clearly not going to let it go.

"It's like this, Grandma, we only arrived around three o'clock last night, and we didn't get enough rest, so we're very tired now and want to take a nap first."

He Ming had no choice but to explain truthfully.

"I see!"

The old lady gave up, pondered for a moment, and then said, "Sister Cao, take this child to Xiao Zhi's room to rest!"

"Isn't this old lady a bit old-fashioned? She should know that Ling Zhi and I aren't married yet!"

He Ming was slightly taken aback, very puzzled. Of course, he couldn't just ask her directly. Besides, he was also a little worried. If he went into Ling Zhi's room, wouldn't he be kicked out immediately? But thinking of the suffering he had endured last night, a cold smile appeared on his face.

"Okay!"

Cao Ma replied, then beckoned He Ming upstairs.

The villa was enormous, with three floors. He Ming couldn't guess how many rooms it had, but it looked like it could accommodate an entire class of students. The scale was truly astonishing.

Upstairs on the second floor, Cao Ma first showed He Ming the location of the bathroom, then brought him a set of pajamas, and pointed to Ling Zhi's room, saying, "Young master, Miss Ling Zhi is sleeping in there. Be careful when you go in, or you might bump into her!"

He Ming nodded, a mischievous smile unconsciously appearing on his face. Still fast asleep? That provided him with a perfect opportunity for revenge.

He Ming quickly showered in the bathroom, then looked in the mirror. It wasn't that he was narcissistic, but rather that he had been feeling slight discomfort in both ears. Upon closer inspection, he discovered many small bumps on them. Touching them, they were hard and painful; he had actually developed frostbite from the cold the previous night.

He Ming grew increasingly angry, so he put on his pajamas, left the bathroom, and walked to Ling Zhi's room. He gently pushed open the door and entered. At the same time, a warm breeze carrying a sweet fragrance wafted towards him. 12-03
Chapter 209 Teasing the Sleeping Beauty (Part Two)

Ling Zhi had a cold and aloof temperament, and her room was decorated differently from the usual cute little girl's room. Pink only occupied a small part—the quilt and sheets. Apart from that, the light green walls and the white ceiling, simple yet with a touch of tranquility, reflected her mature nature.

On the large bed, Ling Zhiyu lay sprawled, fast asleep in an extremely undignified posture. Although it was winter, the room was air-conditioned, so the temperature was comfortable. She wore a pink, semi-transparent nightgown, her sexy curves subtly revealed. Her two delicate, ivory-like arms were wrapped around a furry panda-shaped toy. Because the hem of the nightgown had ridden up, her two fair, jade-like legs were fully exposed, tightly clamped to the blanket. At the end, her full, round buttocks were exaggeratedly curved, and a glimpse of white lace panties could be seen—a truly alluring sight.

Perhaps because she had gone to bed too late the night before, Ling Zhiyu was sleeping very soundly, and with He Ming harboring wicked intentions and subconsciously minimizing his movements, she naturally couldn't notice.

He Ming was somewhat aroused. After a moment of hesitation, he quietly turned around, closed the door, and then walked forward to stand in front of the bed, staring intently at the sexy beauty. Several times he almost couldn't resist reaching out, but he forcefully suppressed the urge.

The rising desire ignited a fury within He Ming, a fury already consumed by the allure of her beauty. He certainly wouldn't give this delicate beauty a good beating. After a moment's thought, a wicked smile spread across his face. He bent down, grabbed a strand of her hair, and gently rummaged through her delicate ear.

"Ugh..."

Ling Zhi was fast asleep. At first, her body trembled slightly, but as her subconscious awakened, her beautiful face began to furrow, a tearful expression like that of a little girl. She then tucked her face down, half-hiding her ear under her large, round face.

Seeing this childlike expression on the proud and aloof woman's face, He Ming was momentarily stunned. When he came to his senses, an urge to burst into laughter almost overwhelmed him. He quickly covered his mouth, barely managing to calm himself. He then grabbed a few more strands of her hair and continued to tease Ling Zhi's delicate neck.

"Ugh..."

Ling Zhi slightly shrank her neck, unable to shake off the unbearable itching, so she stretched out her delicate arm and reflexively scratched her neck.

He Ming, of course, also quickly withdrew his hand, trying to avoid it, and covered his mouth with both hands, suffocating in pain.

He Ming didn't tease Ling Zhi anymore, because he was afraid of waking her up, which would ruin the fun. After careful consideration, he decided to try the hypnosis techniques he had learned.

To be honest, He Ming had only learned a little bit of hypnosis; he was a complete novice. He had never successfully hypnotized a person in a normal state. Logically, he should have been aware of his limitations, but that wasn't the case. He couldn't hypnotize people in a normal state, but that didn't mean he couldn't hypnotize someone in a semi-conscious state.

"A person in a semi-conscious state has very weak surface consciousness, basically only subconsciousness remains. In this state, even an ordinary person who doesn't know anything has a certain chance of hypnotizing them,"

this was what the old man Fang had said.

He Ming wanted to verify the truth of this statement, and having never successfully hypnotized someone before, he was eager to experience the thrill of hypnotizing someone himself. Thirdly, of course, he wanted to teach this woman who had caused him so much suffering a lesson.

He Ming adjusted his state, bent down, leaned close, and put his mouth to Ling Zhi's ear. He then said in a low, even voice, "It's blazing hot now, you feel very hot, very hot..."

With each "very hot," Ling Zhi... didn't move.

He Ming was somewhat disappointed. After all, even with such perfect timing and circumstances, success depended on his skill. It would be strange if a novice could succeed 100%.

He Ming looked at the sleeping beauty with reluctance, roused himself, and tried again, "It's blazing hot now, you feel all sweaty, very hot, very hot..."

Ling Zhi moved. She unconsciously rolled over and lay flat on her back, slipping her delicate hand inside the collar of her nightgown and haphazardly pulling the collar apart a few times.

He Ming stared intently, swallowing hard. He noticed that this beautiful woman wasn't wearing any underwear under her collar. With her clothes disheveled, most of her snow-white breasts were exposed, and between the two half-exposed treasures, a deep cleavage seemed capable of sucking his soul in.

Ling Zhi regained her composure, her breathing becoming even, and she remained motionless.

He Ming quickly stopped, afraid of waking the woman. To be honest, he wasn't sure if his hypnosis had worked or if Ling Zhi was just habitually turning over, but the latter seemed more likely.

Seeing the beautiful woman's half-exposed body, He Ming felt helpless. Lust and anger intertwined, and he disregarded everything, lowering himself and saying again in that deep voice, "Feel your lower body is very empty, very empty, very itchy, very itchy, very itchy..."

Under He Ming's somewhat frenzied gaze, Ling Zhi's curved eyelashes fluttered, and her bright eyes slowly opened, filled with a hint of confusion.

He Ming was the first to react, startled, but then remembered he was there to collect a debt, so why should he be afraid? He glared fiercely at the woman.

As her eyes gradually cleared, surprise and anger appeared on Ling Zhi's face. Her small mouth opened, it was unclear whether she wanted to scream or curse.

Before the woman could make a sound, He Ming roughly reached out and covered her red mouth, then jumped onto the bed, withdrew his hand, and ignoring Ling Zhi's screams, quickly flipped her body 180 degrees, making her crawl on the bed. He then pressed one hand against her warm, soft back, knelt on one knee at her flat lower back, and raised his large hand to slap her half-exposed buttocks.

"Ah, you scoundrel, what are you doing?"

Ling Zhi struggled and cursed, but no matter what she did, she couldn't break free.

"Slap! Slap!"

A crisp sound rang out in the room. He Ming slapped her while cursing, "You stinking woman, it's one thing to tease me on the train yesterday, but you actually abandoned me in the middle of the night! Do you know how freezing I was waiting for you last night? And you slept so comfortably!"

"Ah, help me, you filthy scoundrel!"

Ling Zhi was stunned for a moment, but the pain in her buttocks brought her back to her senses, and she cursed again.

He Ming continued slapping her, looking at the red marks covering her skin outside her panties, and cursed, "As your future man, I'm going to teach you a lesson. You're really something else!"

The two's somewhat crazy actions made a lot of noise, but it seemed that because the door was well soundproofed, no one outside came to ask.

The struggle beneath her gradually weakened, and He Ming stopped in confusion, only to hear intermittent sobs. He saw Ling Zhi burying her pretty face in the pillow, her fragrant shoulders trembling slightly.

Having vented his anger to the point of exhaustion, He Ming, a man of chivalry, couldn't bring himself to strike again. He turned and sat on the edge of the bed, his face darkening with suppressed rage. He felt no remorse; compared to the suffering he'd endured the previous night, these few blows were nothing.

"First time at my future father-in-law's house, and I beat my future wife until she cried... this..."

As his anger subsided, this thought kept replaying in He Ming's mind. A sudden, inexplicable urge to laugh stirred within him; he felt he was about to lose control. So, he pretended to storm out of the room, slamming the door shut. Seeing no one around, he suppressed his laughter and headed for the bathroom, ready to have a good laugh.

After a while in the bathroom, He Ming calmed down completely. A moment's thought made him uneasy. He wondered how Ling Zhi would react to his beating. If word got out, given her powerful underworld father, the consequences were unpredictable.

He Ming walked back to the room somewhat nervously and found Ling Zhi still lying on the bed, her posture unchanged. Ignoring her disheveled state and exposed skin, she was still sobbing softly, clearly heartbroken. The red marks on her exposed buttocks were even more striking.

Although He Ming felt a pang of tenderness, it didn't mean he would abandon his dignity as a man to humbly apologize when he was in the right. So, unsure of what to say, he looked around and noticed a computer in the corner with a high-backed chair in front of it. He went over and sat down, listening to the woman's soft sobs, which seemed like a lullaby. Sleepiness gradually crept in, and he drifted off to sleep without realizing it.

Chapter 210 Chen Xuan's Boyfriend (Part 1)

"Miss, Young Master, dinner's ready!"

In a daze, He Ming heard someone calling. He opened his eyes and looked around in confusion. The pale yellow clock on the wall had already struck twelve, and Ling Zhi was still lying on the large bed, her sleeping posture unchanged. Her exposed breasts were still so alluring, but she was unusually quiet.

He Ming was worried. He knew this woman was "sick," or rather, different from ordinary people. If she had a moment of weakness and something happened, he would not only lose a beautiful fiancée but also become a murderer.

Thinking this anxiously, He Ming quietly walked to the bedside and lowered his head to examine her closely. Unexpectedly, Ling Zhi's slightly closed beautiful eyes suddenly opened, like a zombie rising from the dead, almost scaring him out of his wits.

"Get out!"

After uttering a cold word, Ling Zhi turned her head away in disgust.

Feeling awkward and resentful, He Ming's slight guilt vanished. He took a set of laundry clothes from a bundle in the corner of the room, put them on, and went downstairs. When

He Ming entered the living room, he found the old lady still sitting quietly. No one was there to chat with her; only the sound of tableware clattering came from one of the rooms. She looked rather lonely; such is the pitiful state of old age.

"Grandma!"

He Ming greeted her as he approached.

"Oh, you're up. By the way, your name is He Ming, right? How about I call you Xiao Ming from now on?"

Someone struck up a conversation, and the old lady immediately beamed.

"Sure!"

He Ming replied calmly. Regardless of the family's attitude, he had no ill feelings towards this kind old woman, only a deep respect from the bottom of his heart.

"Xiao Ming, how was your rest? Are you settling in alright?"

the old lady asked with concern.

"Yes, I rested very well!"

He Ming answered against his will. It wasn't that he was a light sleeper, but rather that he had spent several hours curled up in a chair.

"That's good. Is this your first time in Guangnan? After you've eaten, I'll have Xiao Zhi show you around!"

the old lady said warmly.

"Hmm!"

He Ming smiled noncommittally. It would be a miracle if Ling Zhi agreed, but he hadn't forgotten his purpose in coming to Guangnan. Even without a guide, he decided to visit Chen Xuan at the Civil Aviation University.

He Ming secretly felt that he had to find out within the next few days whether Chen Xuan had a boyfriend. If she did, then the indecent photos he carried with him would become a powerful tool to break them up.

"Grandma, son-in-law, the food is ready. Hmm? Why hasn't Miss come down yet?"

Cao Ma came out from a side room and asked.

"Oh, she's still sleeping!"

Seeing Cao Ma's gaze clearly fixed on him, He Ming gave a vague answer.

"That child probably didn't sleep well last night, let her be!"

The old lady said considerately.

The three of them quickly sat down at the table, but before they could even take a couple of bites, Ling Zhi walked in. Her eyes were slightly swollen, and she forced a smile. Without looking at He Ming, she sweetly called out to the old lady, "Grandma!"

Looking at this woman, He Ming felt a pang of disappointment. He wished she would treat him with such gentleness.

"Oh, Xiao Zhi, you've rested well, haven't you? Sit down and eat!"

the old lady called out.

"Hmm!"

Ling Zhi responded and sat down, but her body trembled slightly, her buttocks shifting unnaturally. Her eyebrows furrowed, a hint of pain in her eyes, and she glanced at He Ming with cold eyes.

Seeing this, He Ming almost spat out his food. Even a fool would understand that Ling Zhi's unnatural posture was due to his large hand; that sexy little bottom was already covered in bruises. After finally

calming himself down, He Ming looked at the three people around him, wondering if such a large house only housed so many people. Where was Ling Zhi's mother?

"Xiao Zhi, this is Xiao Ming's first time in Guangnan. After lunch, since we have nothing else to do, why don't you show him around?"

After a while, the old lady instructed.

"Okay!"

Ling Zhi didn't hesitate and obediently nodded. He

Ming was somewhat surprised. He thought Ling Zhi would at least make up some excuse if she didn't refuse outright, but she agreed so readily. After thinking about it, there was only one reason: she respected the old lady.

"Let's go!"

After dinner, Ling Zhi, following the old lady's advice, called out to He Ming.

"I'm going upstairs for a bit!"

He Ming turned and ran upstairs. He couldn't go shopping without a penny; he still planned to buy something for the old lady.

As the two walked out of the villa, Ling Zhi suddenly turned hostile, saying, "Alright, go wherever you want, but you must be back for dinner by 7 PM sharp!"

Without waiting for He Ming's reply, she took out her keys and headed towards the bike shed.

He Ming was speechless, then walked outside. He wasn't stupid enough to wait there hoping Ling Zhi would pick him up.

He hadn't walked ten meters when a bright red convertible sped past him. Ling Zhi sat inside, wearing sunglasses, and didn't even glance at him.

"You stinky woman, what are you showing off for? It's just a car. If I were old enough, I could afford ten of them,"

He Ming thought angrily. Of course, he didn't know that the price of that car was equivalent to his entire factory.

He Ming walked several dozen meters to the main road, hailed a taxi, and without stating his destination, asked, "Driver, what's the name of the place I was standing in? It's my first time visiting a friend's house, and I want to know so I can get back later."

"Oh, that's the Ancient Capital Villa District. Brother, where are you going?"

the taxi driver replied cheerfully before inquiring.

"Oh, I'm going to the Southern Civil Aviation University!"

He Ming answered.

"Civil Aviation University? Do you study there?"

the driver asked with a hint of longing.

"No, my sister studies there!"

He Ming casually made up a lie.

"Oh, so you're studying flight attendant, right? Flight attendant is a dream job for many girls. Your sister is really lucky!"

the driver couldn't help but compliment.

He Ming smiled noncommittally.

About half an hour later, the car stopped in the bustling city center. He Ming paid and got out. Across the street was the gate of the Civil Aviation University. Looking through the gate, it was like a vast, small city, with tall buildings labeled with various names—teaching buildings, university shopping malls, apartments, and so on—the pale gold lettering visible from afar.

Although he knew he could freely enter and exit the university, He Ming was still a little uneasy, because he felt different from the people around him. He entered the gate with a sense of difficulty, like a thief, and only then did he breathe a sigh of relief.

Looking around, he saw handsome men and beautiful women everywhere. He Ming secretly sighed that "Civil Aviation" was truly a paradise.

Since he knew nothing about the university, He Ming had to ask around. However, to his surprise, it didn't take much time to find out Chen Xuan's whereabouts. It seemed that very beautiful women were always popular, no matter where they were.

However, what annoyed He Ming was that everyone he asked, regardless of gender, wore a contemptuous expression, their faces clearly saying "a toad trying to eat swan meat."

He Ming was so frustrated he almost became an adult, but reason told him that as an outsider, doing this would only bring trouble upon himself.

"She's in the studio in the main building!"

This was the information He Ming had gathered. After asking for directions to the main building, he successfully found it.

He Ming climbed to the fifth floor and finally found the so-called studio. Looking through the window, he was momentarily stunned. In the huge space, there were thirty or forty girls standing densely packed together. These girls were all beauties, one in a hundred, in terms of both figure and appearance, giving one a feeling of being "dazzled by a sea of flowers."

However, He Ming quickly spotted Chen Xuan. Even among a sea of flowers, she was still a peony that outshone all others.

Chapter 211 Chen Xuan's Boyfriend (Part Two)

The dozens of girls in the hall were not only outstanding in appearance, but also all around 1.65 meters tall, which is considered swan-like among women. Moreover, their figures were curvaceous, making it look like a beauty pageant.

Chen Xuan, standing at around 1.7 meters tall, was one of the taller ones among them. Coupled with her stunning beauty and mature, curvaceous figure, she naturally stood out.

About six months later, He Ming saw this former goddess of his again, and his heart still fluttered with a complex mix of emotions: hope, amazement, inferiority, regret, and so on.

In front of dozens of girls stood a woman in her forties, of average looks but with a stunning figure. She stood with her hands on her hips, slowly and gracefully walking, calling out, "Don't just focus on my steps, look closely at the coordination of every part of my body!"

He Ming stared quietly at the familiar yet unfamiliar figure inside. In just a few months, Chen Xuan seemed to have undergone a complete transformation, appearing more mature than before. Her facial features were more defined, her beauty tinged with a cold elegance. She wore a white openwork sweater, the tight fabric outlining the graceful curves of her chest and slender waist, which swayed gently with her movements. She wore light yellow capri pants that perfectly accentuated her long legs, and her full hips swayed slightly from side to side with the gentle movement of her waist, making her incredibly alluring.

"Watch closely. Many leaders will be attending our school's anniversary celebration. You've been chosen as hostesses, so you naturally represent the school's image. If you mess it up, it won't just be yourselves who lose face, but the entire school!"

The middle-aged woman solemnly warned from above, her expression icy. It was fortunate she was a woman; if a man were facing so many beautiful women, let alone responding coldly, he probably wouldn't even be able to utter a complete sentence.

He Ming stood there for two or three minutes. Several girls noticed him and glanced over from time to time, creating a somewhat awkward atmosphere. He knew it was best not to disturb them at this time, so he stepped back and leaned against the other wall, waiting quietly.

Half an hour passed, and surprisingly, He Ming didn't feel bored. His mind was filled with memories of Chen Xuan, sometimes grinning foolishly, sometimes frowning—he was acting like a complete idiot. This must be what they call being in love on TV, of course, it was just a crush for him.

A full hour later, people began to arrive at the studio entrance, almost all men, peeking into the classroom. A few were around twenty years old, youthful and energetic, clean-cut and obviously university students; some were older, handsome and dashing, with an extraordinary air, clearly the kind of young and promising; while the majority were middle-aged, overweight, but dressed in suits, several carrying flowers.

He Ming didn't expect a father to give roses to his daughter, and a popular internet saying involuntarily came to mind—"All the good flowers are wasted on pigs."

As more and more people gathered, He Ming no longer had time to reminisce, so he could only stand and wait.

"Alright, that's enough for today!"

After about ten more minutes, the voice of the middle-aged woman who seemed to be a teacher finally came from inside. Immediately afterwards, the beautiful girls walked out of the classroom one after another, leaving in pairs with the men outside, whispering sweet nothings.

He Ming was genuinely a little uneasy, because he didn't know what the situation would be like if they met again. To be honest, if it weren't for fate playing tricks on him, how could he have offended the goddess he secretly loved?

He had to face it eventually. Chen Xuan came out a little behind, and because He Ming was somewhat hesitant, his movements were hesitant, his steps slow as if weighed down by a thousand pounds. However, before he could reach her, someone beat him to it.

It was a young man around twenty-one or twenty-two years old, with impeccable looks, a face like a jade sculpture, a height of 1.8 meters, a perfectly proportioned body, and neatly styled short hair. He wore a tracksuit casually, yet exuded an aristocratic air.

Such a man was definitely every woman's prince charming, not only in appearance but also in his composed demeanor, which those overweight men couldn't match. The boy's face held a hint of doting affection

as he reached out to smooth a few stray strands of hair from Chen Xuan's forehead. He said gently, "It must have been hard work!" Chen Xuan's face softened into a sweet, dependent expression as she shook her head, her eyes brimming with love. Seeing this handsome couple before him, and witnessing his goddess so meek and submissive in front of another man, He Ming's jealousy surged to his head. He knew that a proud woman like Chen Xuan would never allow anyone to be so close if it weren't for her boyfriend. The flames of anger overwhelmed his reason, and without thinking, he walked straight up to her, calling out, "Chen Xuan!" Chen Xuan turned around at the sound of his voice. Seeing He Ming, her face initially showed confusion, then anger, and finally anxiety. She asked nervously, "What are you doing here?" He Ming smiled coldly and replied, "I came to see you!" "Who is he?" the boy asked warily, his gaze turning icy. After practicing yoga for so long, and growing two or three centimeters taller, He Ming did indeed look like someone in his early twenties. Therefore, the young man's reaction was completely different from Lu Chuan's; he was very wary. "He's my brother!" Chen Xuan hurriedly said before He Ming could speak. "Brother? Why is your brother calling you by your name? And you've never mentioned him before!" The boy was clearly not easily fooled. "It's like this, we're half-siblings!" Anxiety was palpable; Chen Xuan frowned several times before finally finding a plausible excuse. "Oh!" The boy's face showed understanding, seemingly believing Chen Xuan's words. Half-siblings, after all, in a blended family, a strained relationship was understandable. He Ming quietly watched the two, a cold smile on his face, not revealing anything, because he wanted to see Chen Xuan's bewildered expression. "Yes, I'm his brother. And who are you?" He Ming's cold smile remained, asking knowingly. "Me? I'm your brother-in-law!" The boy chuckled smugly, then patted his chest and said, "Since you're Xiaoxuan's brother, you're my brother too. If you ever run into trouble, just come to me. With your brother-in-law here, I'll definitely clear it up for you!" He Ming smiled noncommittally, glancing at Chen Xuan. He saw the once-proud school goddess now looking away, and he felt even more smug. "Alright, since it's our first meeting, your brother-in-law will treat you to dinner. Just tell me what you want!" the boy said with a generous expression. Of course, judging from his designer tracksuit, it was clear his family was wealthy, and he had the right to be so generous. "Anything is fine!" He Ming still smiled coldly. He had decided that today he would keep these two in check. Watching that proud woman tremble with fear was the most satisfying thing in the world for him. "Okay, let's go!" the boy shouted, then put his arm around Chen Xuan's shoulder and walked out. Seeing the two so close, He Ming barely suppressed the urge to dismember his so-called "brother-in-law" on the spot. A sudden worry crept into his heart. He knew that before this, Chen Xuan had been a pure and innocent virgin. In just six months, the proud girl had already gotten a boyfriend. That was already surprising enough; if she had already lost her virginity, it would be a devastating blow. As the saying goes, you can be reckless when you like someone, but you absolutely cannot ignore everything else. Chapter 212 A Complete Breakup with Chen Xuan

Ever since his relationship with Chen Xuan, built on a foundation of coercion, broke down, He Ming had been constantly worried that someone else might suddenly come between them. Unfortunately, he couldn't anticipate this during the school year, so he only managed to salvage the situation during winter break.

Chen Xuan hadn't returned home yet, which suited He Ming perfectly. He rushed to Guangnan to secretly investigate whether she had a boyfriend at school—it was much better than waiting until she returned. Given their current tumultuous relationship, even contact was difficult, let alone delving into such personal matters.

Chen Xuan was stunningly beautiful, attracting attention wherever she went. She naturally had no shortage of suitors, including many wealthy and handsome men, such as Lü Chuan. However, she was inherently proud, and while her gaze towards men wasn't exactly contemptuous, it was undeniably cold. Therefore, no boy had managed to win her heart throughout her three years of high school.

He Ming assumed that with Chen Xuan's discerning eye, no boy should have been able to breach her defenses in just six months. He hadn't expected the reality to be so cruel. What clever methods had this girl used? She truly was a role model for everyone!

Of course, He Ming felt no admiration at this moment, only jealousy and hatred. He considered himself quite handsome, and during his time with Chen Xuan, he had treated her with utmost care, yet he still couldn't win her heart, which remained as firm as a rock. Now, she had fallen into someone else's arms in such a short time. How could he not be furious?

"Is this what they call destiny?"

He Ming thought to himself, but he was definitely not a kind-hearted man. Regardless of whether there was mutual love and a vow of life and death, what he wanted, he would get. Even if he couldn't get her heart, he would at least get her body!

Of course, before "breaking up the couple," He Ming had to understand one thing: Chen Xuan's innocence. If she was still a virgin, then this intruder was lucky and should quickly go to a temple to burn incense and pray for not being too hasty. If the two had already slept together, then sorry, the price could only be paid with blood.

"Huo Dong!"

The kid introduced himself midway through the meal, and He Ming felt a headache coming on, thinking, why not "Disaster"?

Led by Huo Dong, the three entered a very upscale-looking Chinese restaurant, where he ordered a huge table of dishes as if showing off. However, he was the only one who ate a lot, as the other two had no appetite at all. After

the meal, the three wandered aimlessly through the streets for a while. Chen Xuan, who had been nervously waiting, finally spoke up: "Huo Dong, you can go now. My brother and I have some things to take care of. We'll contact you again when we have time! "

Huo Dong, no longer suspicious, agreed and was about to leave when He Ming stopped him.

"I say, brother-in-law, you can't just not give me your contact information after meeting me once, can you? Are you afraid I'll pester you and make you spend a fortune?"

He Ming smiled coldly. In fact, he hadn't gotten what he wanted to know yet, so how could he let this kid leave like this? Where would he find him later?

"Oh, okay, I'll remember that!"

Huo Dong readily gave her his number.

Throughout the entire process, Chen Xuan's face was extremely ugly, utterly miserable. Being entangled with He Ming was truly making her feel like she was experiencing "ecstasy and death"! "

Tell me, what do you want?"

Huo Dong left, and the two stood under a mimosa tree on the street for less than a minute, engaging in a cold war before Chen Xuan couldn't hold back any longer and asked.

"I don't want anything!"

Seeing the woman's cold face, He Ming was somewhat displeased and started playing mind games, thinking, "You want to act tough, don't you? Keep acting tough, I have plenty of time!"

"I'm begging you, just tell me what you want?" Unable to bear the oppressive and eerie atmosphere, Chen

Xuan's tone finally softened. She clearly understood that although they both held leverage over each other, neither would break the rules unless absolutely necessary. Such a move would inevitably result in mutual destruction—no, for her, as a woman, it would be a lose-lose situation.

In other words, if He Ming used her indecent photos to ruin her current relationship, she could only swallow her anger and watch silently. Once things completely broke down, the losses she would suffer would be many times greater. Therefore, the best solution was to dissuade He Ming from this idea before it happened.

"I don't have any complicated motives, I just want you to leave that guy!"

He Ming said casually.

"Let's be frank. As you can see, I already have a boyfriend, and I don't like you at all. So please, don't bother me anymore!" "

Chen Xuan suppressed her anger and said coldly. She was so confident because she believed He Ming didn't want a complete falling out.

"What if I don't agree?"

He Ming's voice turned icy. With both sides holding leverage over each other, whoever had the upper hand in terms of momentum would win.

"What do you mean? Don't forget you also have leverage over me. Don't think you can be indifferent just because you're a boy. If you dare to act recklessly, I can find other ways to make your life miserable!"

Chen Xuan retorted sharply, showing no sign of backing down. Clearly, she was much more mature than before; she knew that nude photos weren't the only thing that could threaten someone in this world.

"Fine, then we'll wait and see who suffers more!" He

Ming scoffed, said no more, walked to the street, hailed a taxi, and left.

Sitting in the car, He Ming felt heavy-hearted, almost wanting to cry. No man in the world would willingly turn against his goddess!

Of course, He Ming didn't give up just like that; it was getting late, so he had to return to the ancient capital villa area. If he stood her up on his first visit, his image as a future son-in-law would be completely ruined.

He Ming was a very pragmatic person. He felt that society hadn't changed in thousands of years; it had always belonged only to the strong. The strong should have multiple wives and concubines, except that in most countries now the term "concubine" has been replaced by "mistress." The weak, on the other hand, were destined to be helpless, not to blame fate for injustice, but to blame their own incompetence. Of course, some rich second-generation heirs were an exception, but that was still... "They're lucky."

So, ever since he acquired his capital, He Ming secretly resolved never to be hung up on one tree again, no matter how beautiful or stunning that tree might be.

He Ming returned to the ancient capital district after 5 PM. He chatted with the old lady occasionally, and before he knew it, it was almost dinnertime. Just then, a figure walked in from outside.

He Ming looked closely and saw a middle-aged woman, probably over forty. She was very mature and charming, wearing an office lady uniform. She had a voluptuous figure, with very alluring breasts, buttocks, and hips. On her face, with slight wrinkles at the corners of her eyes, he could vaguely see a resemblance to Ling Zhi.

He Ming guessed this must be Ling Zhi's mother, because the old lady had been apologetically saying, "Child, are you hungry? Have some fruit to tide you over. Dinner is ready, but Ling Zhi's mother hasn't come home from work yet!"

"Mom, I'm home!"

The middle-aged woman greeted the old lady in a mature and gentle voice. "

Oh, you're back! Come and wash your hands and eat!"

the old lady called out.

"Hello, Auntie!"

He Ming quickly greeted her, determined not to leave a rude impression on his future mother-in-law.

This middle-aged woman could indeed be described as a beautiful mature woman, and her figure was also very alluring. However, He Ming's eyes did not have any lustful or wicked gaze. He did like women older than himself, but there was a limit. That limit was the threshold of forty years old. Once past that age, even if she was very beautiful, he wouldn't feel much for her. He would only feel a sense of respect for his elders. Even so, the woman's beautiful legs in black stockings, which were perfectly in shape, still made him glance at her slightly. Ling Zhi probably inherited that trait from there.

Chapter 213 A lone man and a lone woman in a room (Part 1)

The beautiful woman nodded politely in response and did not say much.

Sitting back down at the dining table, He Ming felt a little embarrassed. Because he had lost his temper with Chen Xuan, he had forgotten to buy a gift. As a son-in-law visiting his future father-in-law's house for the first time, this was obviously extremely impolite.

But what could he do now? He could only shamelessly freeload a meal first and make plans after the meal.

He Ming didn't know what his future mother-in-law's attitude towards him was, so he would occasionally steal glances at her at the dinner table, but he didn't notice anything unusual about her expression; she completely ignored him.

Ling Zhi, naturally, didn't give He Ming a friendly look, only showing a slight smile when talking to the old lady.

After dinner, He Ming was about to say goodbye and go out to buy something when his future mother-in-law called him back and led him to a corner outside the door.

"Your name is He Ming, right?"

The beautiful woman's expression was indifferent, revealing nothing of her true feelings.

"Yes, Auntie!"

He Ming replied respectfully.

"I know about what's going on between you and Ling Zhi, so I don't want to say anything insincere. Seeing how young you are, there are some things you probably don't understand. Two people can't be forced to be together; otherwise, even if they become a family, they won't be happy."

The beautiful woman's words clearly showed her disapproval of the marriage.

“Auntie, to tell you the truth, I initially took those photos of Ling Zhi out of desperation. I never intended to use them to blackmail her into being with me. But what can I do now? Even if I say I completely destroyed those photos, who will believe me? Do you even have that surname? Does Uncle Ling have that surname?”

He Ming certainly didn’t want to be misunderstood as someone who came up with such a despicable method out of lust. To be honest, who doesn’t like beautiful women? But for a man, dignity is obviously more important.

“Sigh, I know this matter has reached a dead end. With my husband’s temper, he absolutely will not allow his fatal weakness to be in someone else’s hands. It seems that this is the only way to go now. Although you two don’t have any feelings for each other yet, I hope you can use this time before the wedding to get to know Xiao Zhi well. Feelings can be cultivated slowly!”

Ling’s mother’s expression changed repeatedly, but her tone softened in the end. Obviously, she also felt that this matter was unsolvable.

“Hmm!”

He Ming nodded. Of course, he didn’t want to marry a beautiful shell.

"By the way, I heard you're also going to marry the daughter of the Jiangzhou Municipal Party Secretary. Two wives? That's ridiculous! To be honest, I'm very bothered by it. If I weren't forced into it, I would never allow such a thing to happen. But it's too late to say that now. But you have to remember, don't think that our family forced Ling Zhi on you just because of this. If you mistreat her in the future, don't blame us for not showing any mercy!"

Ling's mother added. As a woman, her mind was obviously more delicate, and she had thought of these details.

"Of course, I can swear I will never mistreat her!"

He Ming solemnly promised, unaware that not long ago, he had spanked her little bottom.

After some conversation, the two became much more familiar and established a relationship. In this villa, He Ming became much more natural. Next, he went out and bought some supplements for the elderly and a lot of fruit and other things to bring back. Of course, he knew that this wealthy family would not lack these things, but it represented his goodwill.

The family worked until nine o'clock in the evening, and the old lady wanted to rest. She even urged He Ming and Ling Zhi to rest quickly, which naturally puzzled everyone.

"By the way, is He Ming's room ready?"

Ling Zhi's mother hesitated for a moment and asked.

"Ready what? The two of them should have one room. There's no reason for them to sleep separately!"

The old lady was a little unhappy.

"Mom, they're not even married yet. It's not appropriate for them to share a room now!"

Ling Zhi's mother said.

"Yes, Grandma, let's sleep separately!"

Ling Zhi agreed.

"Separate what? It's like this. If I find out you're sleeping in a room by yourself, I'll be angry!"

The old lady said angrily, then stood up and slowly walked upstairs.

"Xiao Zhi, quickly help your grandma upstairs!"

Ling's mother hurriedly instructed. Because it was too late, the nanny had gone home, so naturally, only Ling Zhi could be called.

"The old lady is getting on in years and desperately needs a grandson. I don't object to you two sleeping in the same room, but before the wedding, I don't want you to do 'that kind of thing,' do you understand what I mean?"

With only the two of them left in the hall, Ling's mother seized the opportunity to speak.

"I understand!"

He Ming nodded. To be honest, even if he wanted to do that, Ling Zhi would never agree. He couldn't very well force himself on her

. Finally, it was time for bed. He Ming quickly showered and rushed into the room. To be honest, if he had been a step slower, he doubted he would have been able to get in.

He Ming lazily leaned against the bed, inhaling the intoxicating fragrance, somewhat lost in thought. He was a normal man, and although he knew that sharing a bed with Ling Zhi would be very difficult, he was willing to sleep on the floor to be in the same room as a beautiful woman. Of course, it would be best not to sleep together if possible, which required effort.

He Ming lay in bed with a wicked expectation, fantasizing. However, more than an hour passed, and it was almost eleven o'clock, but Ling Zhi still hadn't come in.

"Did she find a room to sleep in herself?"

He Ming was somewhat surprised. He hadn't expected that Ling Zhi would disobey her grandmother because she disliked him.

Feeling a bit bored, he turned off the light and was about to lie down when he heard a knock on the door, followed by his grandmother's voice: "Xiao Zhi, Xiao Zhi, Xiao Ming, Xiao Ming!"

"Grandma, what can I do for you?"

He Ming answered.

"Are you and Xiao Zhi inside?"

the grandmother asked.

"This old lady must be able to check!"

He Ming's mind raced, then he feigned nonchalance and said, "No, she's probably still taking a bath!"

"Taking a bath? Why is she taking a bath so late? The bathroom light is off! That brat, she must have secretly found a room to sleep in!"

The grandmother's nagging faded into the distance.

He Ming couldn't help but want to laugh; he wanted to see how Ling Zhi would explain herself and how she would handle the situation.

"Get in here! You've really grown wings and don't listen to your grandma anymore. Are you trying to drive me crazy?"

About ten minutes later, the old lady's voice came from outside the door again. Although the door was well soundproofed, it was still quite clear in the quiet environment.

The door opened, and Ling Zhi walked in, frowning and pouting. She was wearing a white nightgown, her long hair slightly disheveled, looking like she had just woken up—clearly, she had been forcibly pulled out of bed by the old lady.

"Xiao Ming, if she dares to leave this room again while sleeping, you tell Grandma, and I'll break her legs!"

The old lady seemed kind and gentle, but when she got angry, her furious expression was quite intimidating.

"Okay!"

He Ming nodded blankly.

The old lady closed the door with satisfaction, and her nagging faded into the distance.

He Ming was somewhat taken aback. This old lady, with her deeply ingrained feudal ideas, would never allow her granddaughter and fiancé to live together before their wedding. There was only one explanation: the old lady was truly desperate for a great-grandchild.

"This is my bed. You'd better get off now!"

Ling Zhi stood in front of the bed, surveyed it for a moment, and then gave the order without any politeness.

He Ming was furious, wanting to lash out but holding back. Then, he shamelessly said, "I won't roll down, what are you going to do about it?"

"You..."

Ling Zhi gritted her teeth, her expression as if she wanted to tear He Ming apart. A woman is indeed helpless when faced with a rogue; she definitely couldn't win by fighting, and reasoning with him was pointless.

"Hmph!"

Ling Zhi suddenly gave a cold laugh, her bright eyes darting around. She reached out her jade-like hand and gently untied the thin belt of her nightgown. As the fabric slid down, her inner beauty was instantly exposed.

Chapter 214 A lone man and woman in a room (Part 2)

Ling Zhi was wearing a white lace lingerie set. Although the material was surprisingly minimal, the design was anything but monotonous. It was exquisite and beautiful. Her full breasts stood tall, making the two small pieces of fabric sway precariously. Two pink nipples could be faintly seen, and in the middle was a bottomless cleavage, as deep as a spatial rift. Her slender waist could be encircled by one hand, and her abdomen was flat and smooth. Her ivory-like skin seemed to have a layer of radiance flowing through it. Her extremely full and perky buttocks were extremely charming. The semi-circular arcs on the left and right sides formed a perfect peach shape. The narrow panties barely covered the woman's most private parts. Although they were slightly transparent, no other colors could be seen, which showed that she was a novice.

In addition, her long and slender jade legs were straight and powerful, with extremely graceful curves. The legs are the most sexy part of a woman's body. With such perfection, how could they not arouse a man's lust?

He Ming felt dizzy from the sight. He was incredibly virile in bed, and felt restless if he didn't release his pent-up desire for even a day. He hadn't done it for the past two days, and now he felt his manhood rapidly harden, creating a large tent under his pajamas.

"What are you looking at? You've seen it before!"

Even though Ling Zhi had a penchant for exhibitionism, her face couldn't help but flush when she caught a glimpse of his manhood.

Startled by the sharp rebuke, He Ming blushed. Now that his personal dignity was at stake, he forcibly averted his gaze and pulled the blanket over himself.

Ling Zhi pretended to be nonchalant, walked to one side of the bed, and, since there was only one blanket, impolitely pulled half of it over her alluring body.

He Ming was truly going crazy. With just a slight glance through the gap in the blanket, he could see her alluring, undulating body, her smooth skin emitting a captivating fragrance and a woman's unique aura. How could a grown man like him remain calm?

Ling Zhi, her back to He Ming, offered her 90% exposed back to the young man for him to take advantage of. Her delicate hands gripped the corner of the blanket, her slightly stiff body revealing a depth of emotion that was not as composed as before.

He Ming felt a surge of lust rushing to his head. He knew that if he didn't find release tonight, he wouldn't be able to sleep. However, facing a nearly naked beauty, he felt somewhat at a loss.

"Click!"

It was the sound of a light switch turning on, plunging the room into darkness. Ling Zhi had turned off the light.

Unable to see in the dark, He Ming initially behaved himself, but as time passed, remembering how he had played with the alluring body beside him several times before, his restlessness grew stronger. He began to toss and turn, his limbs becoming increasingly unruly. Occasionally, he would touch that voluptuous body, sending a jolt of electricity through his heart.

"I'm warning you, don't get any funny ideas. My mom said if you dare force me to do 'that' before we're officially married, that's rape. We'll fight to the death then!"

Ling Zhi naturally wouldn't give her a friendly look.

"Damn it, you reap what you sow!"

He Ming couldn't help but mutter to himself. He was new here and had to be careful with everything he did. Offending his future mother-in-law meant he wouldn't have a good life once they were family.

He Ming knew very well that a large part of his discomfort was due to the woman's seduction; she seemed to have him cornered and knew he wouldn't dare do anything to her.

After pondering for a long time, he suddenly had an idea. Even if he couldn't actually go all out, scaring the woman and venting his anger wouldn't be a bad idea.

Thinking this, He Ming suddenly moved his body, and in the darkness, he wrapped his arms and legs around the woman's smooth waist from the front, restraining Ling Zhi. Then, he leaned in and launched into a series of passionate kisses.

"Help! No!"

Ling Zhi struggled violently, her voice trembling with fear. She clearly thought He Ming was about to get serious, but the room was too soundproof. In the dead of night, everyone outside was asleep, and even a hysterical scream wouldn't be heard.

He Ming, feeling smug, suddenly felt his arm touch something wet, followed by a sharp pain. He sensed that a woman had bitten him hard.

He Ming quickly pulled away, clutching his wound, and yelled, "You bit me? Are you a dog?"

Ling Zhi stopped struggling and shouting. She turned on the bedside lamp with a "click," then sat up. Her expression wasn't angry; she reached out and pulled back the covers, then leaned over to examine He Ming's instep.

"What are you doing?"

He Ming, vaguely guessing what was happening, quickly withdrew his foot, feeling uneasy.

"Tell me the truth. Was it you who kidnapped and molested me in Jiangzhou?"

Ling Zhi, her long hair disheveled, questioned coldly.

"What are you talking about? I don't know!"

He Ming denied it outright. He didn't want all his efforts with that old man Ling to go to waste.

"Don't play dumb. I remember your scent clearly, and that scar on your right instep that hasn't completely faded. Is there such a coincidence? It's clearly you doing this to get revenge on me!"

Ling Zhi said aggressively. A woman's nose is just that sensitive.

He Ming felt he couldn't refute her, stammering and unable to find any excuse.

"I'm calling my dad right now. You're finished!"

Ling Zhi looked like she had gotten her revenge, getting out of bed to get her phone.

"No need to call. Your dad ordered me to do this!"

He Ming shook his head shamelessly, looking lazy, as if to say that this had nothing to do with him, and that he was forced to take advantage of her.

"You think I'll believe you just because you say that? Dream on!"

Ling Zhi rolled her eyes dismissively, then picked up her phone and dialed Ling Hao's number.

"Go ahead and call!"

He Ming shook his head indifferently, the row of bluish teeth marks on his arm even oozing blood; the waves of pain had long since extinguished his lust.

Just five minutes later, Ling Zhi hung up the phone, then slumped onto the bed as if in a daze, muttering to herself, "How could this happen?"

Clearly, those nightmarish experiences were deeply etched into her mind. Knowing that it was all orchestrated by her own father, and in collusion with her mortal enemy, how could she feel any better?

He Ming was about to watch the spectacle unfold when he noticed Ling Zhi softly sobbing. Her slender, pale shoulders trembled slightly, making her look pitiful. For him, who couldn't bear to see a woman cry, this only amplified her pity. Suppressing his anger, he calmly said, "Actually, your father was doing this for your own good, that's why he came up with this plan!"

"Why did he do this to me? Why you? Why you, you bastard?"

Ling Zhi covered her face, muttering to herself.

He Ming was speechless. He understood that when a woman knew her body had been practically defiled by a thorn in her side, the resentment and pain she felt were indescribable.

He Ming couldn't find a good reason to comfort her, so he sullenly leaned against the headboard, watching the woman weep softly, his mood truly terrible.

Just as He Ming was drifting off to sleep, he noticed Ling Zhi get up from the bed and walk towards the door in her underwear.

"Where are you going?"

He Ming was startled, afraid that the woman might do something foolish in her despair.

Ling Zhi didn't answer, opened the door, and walked out.

He Ming had no choice but to get up and follow her. Once outside the room, he saw Ling Zhi heading straight to the end of the corridor, so he quickly caught up.

Ling Zhi reached the end, opened a door, and went inside. Because He Ming was worried about something happening, he followed closely. Just as the door closed, the light from the corridor allowed him to see the room. In the center of the room was a large bed, and Ling's mother, still groggy from being disturbed, was looking up. He felt somewhat relieved.

He Ming walked back, and just as he reached the door, he heard the sound of a door opening and closing behind him. Turning around, he saw Ling's mother storming in, launching into a tirade, essentially defending Ling Zhi and accusing her future son-in-law of mistreating her daughter.

He Ming couldn't argue back, feeling incredibly frustrated. After his future mother-in-law finished her tirade, he returned to his room, feeling utterly dejected. He knew he couldn't stay in this villa any longer.

Chapter 215 "Nude Photos" Break Up the Couple

The next morning, He Ming got up before dawn. After washing up, he packed his luggage, slung his bag over his shoulder, and left his room. When he arrived at the living room, the housekeeper was already cooking. In a bad mood, he didn't greet her and left the luxurious villa on his own.

He Ming originally wanted to say goodbye to the old lady, but thinking that she was in her fifties, it would be impolite to disturb her sweet dreams so early in the morning, so he gave up on that idea.

Although it was still early, the main road was already bustling with traffic. He took a taxi and let the driver, Wang Nan, drive. He had already planned to stay nearby first, and then return to Jiangzhou after finishing one last thing.

He Ming rented a room at a hotel near Nan University, had lunch, and then took a one-hour nap. After resting up, he got up, packed his things, and took out his phone to call his self-important "brother-in-law," saying that they should meet at a nearby restaurant.

After hanging up the phone, He Ming left the hotel, walked a few dozen meters down the street, and entered a restaurant—in fact, he had just glanced at the restaurant's name that morning.

He Ming was determined to break up Chen Xuan and Huo Dong. He understood that Chen Xuan's current tough stance was only because she loved her current boyfriend too much and was putting on a brave face; in reality, she was probably very insecure.

He Ming was willing to go all out to get Chen Xuan, and he absolutely couldn't bear to watch his goddess fall into someone else's arms. He was a very possessive person; if the woman he loved didn't belong to him, she wouldn't belong to anyone else.

He Ming knew that if he were proficient in hypnosis, he wouldn't be in this situation, but unfortunately, he wasn't a genius and had to take things one step at a time. He had to use his brain and his own methods to solve the problems he faced.

His brother-in-law had invited him, and as the future brother-in-law, Huo Dong naturally couldn't refuse. He appeared at the restaurant a little over ten minutes later, and as soon as he sat down, he started chattering away, completely unaware that a bolt from the blue was about to strike him.

"Brother-in-law, you know my sister is very beautiful. She was the goddess of all the boys in middle school. There were countless men with your looks who pursued her. If you were to say who wasn't interested in her, there are only three types: transvestites, gay men, and women!"

He Ming blurted out abruptly, his expression completely calm.

"I know that. She was also the campus beauty after entering Nanjing University. It took me a lot of effort to win her over. Don't worry, I'll definitely take good care of her!"

Huo Dong thought his brother-in-law was subtly reminding him, so he confidently assured him.

"Hehe, that's not what I meant. Beautiful women have too many suitors; it's not safe. If you want her to stay with you, there's only one way: get her body first!"

After going around in circles, He Ming finally got back to the point.

Huo Dong's voice stopped abruptly, looking at his future "brother-in-law" with some surprise. Why did these words sound so awkward?

"To be honest, I think you're a good candidate for my brother-in-law, so I hope you can win her over as soon as possible!"

He Ming said with a forced smile, but a dangerous glint flashed in his eyes.

"Yeah, I know. Although your sister isn't a casual girl, I'll definitely find a way to win her over quickly. I've decided you're my brother-in-law!"

Huo Dong thought He Ming was doing this for his own good,

and was immediately overjoyed, his face lewd as he patted his future "brother-in-law's" shoulder. He Ming breathed a sigh of relief. Now that this issue was clear, it was time to lay his cards on the table, and he didn't need to hold back anymore.

"Heh, although I think the chances of you marrying Chen Xuan are almost zero, even if that happens, I'll never become your brother-in-law!"

He Ming said with a cold smile and a hint of sarcasm.

“Chen Ming, although you two are half-siblings, I can see your sister doesn’t hold any grudges against you. As family, I still hope you can get along well!”

Huo Dong assumed his future brother-in-law’s sudden change in tone was due to a strained relationship between the “siblings.”

“I think you’ve misunderstood me. To be frank, I’m not her brother at all, I’m her ex-boyfriend!”

He Ming smiled disdainfully, a hint of pity in his eyes.

“This is no joke!”

Huo Dong’s face paled, his voice trembling.

“Hmph, I’ve laid it out here. Believe it or not, do you know why she lied to you and said I was her brother?”

He Ming posed a question, then took out his phone, found Chen Xuan’s indecent photos, and held them up to Huo Dong’s face, saying, “It’s because of this!”

Huo Dong was initially confused, but when he saw the photos clearly, his face turned deathly pale. He didn’t even have the urge to snatch them, only stammering, “This…this…”

"Well, okay, I'll be kind enough to answer all your questions. First, you need to understand clearly that I'm not Chen Xuan's brother. My original surname was He. I don't want to emphasize that again. As for whether it's true or not, you can ask Chen Xuan yourself. Second, I'm Chen Xuan's ex-boyfriend, so it's perfectly normal for me to have these photos. That's why she hid the truth from you." He

Ming patiently explained the situation, feeling incredibly agitated seeing his "brother-in-law," who had been so confident just minutes before, now looking like a lost soul.

"Then what's your purpose in telling me all this?"

Huo Dong finally mustered a bit of energy and asked.

"To be honest, I only broke up with her out of necessity, so I advise you to leave her!"

He Ming glanced at Huo Dong sideways. Doing what he wanted and causing others headaches was a wonderful feeling.

"What if I don't agree?"

Huo Dong pondered for a long time, then a fierce look suddenly appeared on his face.

"Heh, don't be naive. You think this is my first time doing something like this? Only a newbie wouldn't have any backup plans. If you think silencing me will solve anything, then go ahead and try!

I guarantee that if I don't hear from you for three days, these photos... no, no, no, photos a hundred times more exciting and numerous than these will immediately appear online, making countless losers look at Chen Xuan's beautiful body and do those wicked things in the dead of night!"

He Ming wasn't new to this kind of thing, and he understood the first thought of ordinary people in this situation. So he had to repeat the warnings he had given many times before.

Huo Dong frowned and remained silent for a long time before slumping into his chair.

"You decide for yourself. If you become a couple with her, then facing these photos in my hands, not for a day, not for a year, but for a lifetime, do you think it's better for me to extort a large sum of money from you, or to ruin your future 'wife's' reputation?"

He Ming sneered repeatedly, remaining extremely calm.

"Hmph!" Huo

Dong's expression shifted rapidly. After a long while, he snorted coldly, stood up, and, no longer in the mood for harsh words, hurriedly left like a stray dog.

He Ming curled his lip, leisurely finished his meal, and then returned to his hotel. Although it seemed he had severely damaged Chen Xuan's relationship, he wouldn't feel at ease returning to Jiangzhou City until he personally witnessed their relationship break down.

He Ming lay listlessly in the hotel for several hours. Around four in the afternoon, his phone rang. As soon as he answered, Chen Xuan's furious question came through: "He Ming, did you say something to Huo Dong?"

"No!"

He Ming feigned ignorance.

"I'm warning you again, if you dare to ruin my relationship with him, I'll fight you to the death!" "

Chen Xuan spoke with a crazed tone.

He Ming's jealousy flared instantly. How could he remain calm when Chen Xuan treated him like this for another man? He said, "Since that's the case, I'll be blunt. Your husband in this life can only be one person, and that's me!"

"Hmph!"

Chen Xuan hesitated for a long time, unable to find any truly hurtful words, then snorted and hung up the phone.

He Ming smiled coldly. It seemed Chen Xuan had sensed something was amiss, but Huo Dong was clearly still undecided and hadn't brought it up directly.

"Looks like I'll have to wait and see to see the real show!"

He Ming thought to himself. Chapter 216
Class Reunion, Men Compare Luck (Part 1)

He Ming idly stayed until evening. Although he felt some resentment towards Ling Zhi's mother and daughter, he was also annoyed that none of them had called to inquire about the situation. Shouldn't people at least have some manners?

Actually, he didn't know that his abrupt departure wasn't unnoticed. On the contrary, the old lady had been nagging him ever since she learned of the situation, showing that she still cared deeply about her future grandson-in-law.

Besides, the most troubled was Ling Zhi. It wasn't because she was reluctant to part with him or because of etiquette, but because she needed He Ming's cooperation to do something.

Ling Zhi knew it was the Spring Festival travel rush. If He Ming wanted to take the train back to Jiangzhou, he couldn't possibly leave that day; he would need to stay for at least a few more days unless he changed to a bus. So there was a good chance that this little rascal was still in Guangnan.

Ling Zhi understood that whatever her plans were, the most important thing now was... Ling Zhi wanted to find out He Ming's itinerary. Was he temporarily staying because he couldn't buy a train ticket for that day, as she suspected, or had he already left by bus?

Thinking this through, Ling Zhi decided against directly calling her young man, so she devised a roundabout way.

First, she called her father, Ling Hao, in Jiangzhou, asking him to inquire about the boy's whereabouts. As for what had happened, she simply said there had been a quarrel, He Ming had gone out that morning and hadn't returned, refusing to answer her calls, so she asked her father to inquire. Ling

Hao was well aware of the relationship between his daughter and future son-in-law, so he didn't blame Ling Zhi too much and did as she asked.

Meanwhile, He Ming was still sprawled out in his hotel room when his phone rang. He rushed out to see it was his future father-in-law calling. Although he was in a bad mood, he didn't dare to be too rude to this important figure, so he answered.

"He Ming, where are you? Xiao Zhi said you went out this morning and haven't come home yet!" " Because you didn't answer her calls, so I asked her to check!"

Ling Hao, unaware of the situation, spoke calmly, as if he were dealing with two children's squabble. Of course, he had no idea that his beloved wife was involved.

"Ling Zhi called me?"

He Ming smiled coldly to himself, not intending to argue further, and said, "Uncle Ling, I need to take care of some personal matters in Jiangzhou City. I'll need a few days, and staying at your house all the time might disturb Grandma, so I'm staying here temporarily!" He

Ming naturally didn't reveal the truth or complain. He didn't believe his future father-in-law would stand up for him and give his wife and daughter a good scolding. Of course, even if he did, he didn't want to make things unpleasant for everyone. After all, they were going to be family, and it was best to save face for each other, especially since he wasn't entirely without responsibility.

"You know your relationship with Xiao Zhi. Don't take a few words to heart. As a man, you have to fight for feelings. I won't say more. If anything comes up, go back after you've finished. I heard from Xiao Zhi that the old lady is very reluctant to see you leave. If you're going to leave, you should at least say goodbye!" "

Ling Hao advised him with the air of someone who'd been through it all.

He Ming responded and hung up the phone, feeling a little puzzled. Why was Ling Zhi inquiring about his whereabouts? Even with the old lady's connections, it shouldn't be this serious. Did she need his help with something?

Ling Zhi quickly received a call from her father and secretly breathed a sigh of relief. But then came a fierce struggle. She really didn't want to lower her dignity to beg that annoying little man, but what could she do now? Should she make a scene like she did two years ago and lose all face?

Torn between these two dilemmas, she couldn't sleep!

The next day, He Ming went to school as usual and secretly observed Chen Xuan from the shadows. He noticed that Huo Dong wasn't with her and felt a little smug.

At noon, the phone rang. He Ming saw it was Ling Zhi calling. He wanted to hang up, but then thought that if this woman really needed his help, it might be a good opportunity to save face, so he answered.

"Hello, where are you now?"

Ling Zhi's voice was gentler than ever before.

He Ming was secretly pleased. He didn't think this woman had suddenly fallen for him. It seemed there was only one answer: his guess was correct. So he said coldly, "Where I am is none of your business. Anyway, I don't seem to be a popular person!"

"You should come back. Grandma often talks about you!" There

was a moment of silence on the other end of the line before Ling Zhi's voice came through.

He Ming smiled coldly and said, "If it's because Grandma misses me, there's no need. I'm leaving in a few days, so I'll come back and say goodbye!" "

Okay, what happened that night was all my fault. I apologize on behalf of my mother. If you have time, I hope we can talk right away!"

Ling Zhi suppressed her anger and said with a hint of pleading after a moment.

He Ming was overjoyed. He knew that, strictly speaking, Ling Zhi had no responsibility for what happened that night, yet she was now apologizing. His anger subsided considerably, but he wondered what could have made this proud woman lower her head.

"Okay, give me an address, I'll come out now!"

Unable to suppress his curiosity, and wanting to teach Ling Zhi a lesson, He Ming agreed.

"Okay, let's meet at the Cozy Cafe on Guangming Pedestrian Street!"

Ling Zhi said and hung up.

He Ming wasn't in a hurry. To show that this meeting was out of pity for Ling Zhi, he lay down for another twenty minutes before changing his clothes and leaving the hotel. Half an hour later, he took a taxi to the cafe and met his anxious fiancée.

"Sit down!"

Ling Zhi invited, her tone strangely gentle.

He Ming felt a little uncomfortable and pulled out a chair to sit down.

"I apologize again for what happened last night. I hope you won't take it to heart!"

Ling Zhi ordered a coffee from the waiter and apologized sincerely once more. She wore a black, super-short, pencil-length bodycon dress that perfectly accentuated her curvaceous figure. Combined with her cold, beautiful face and noble demeanor, she was practically a perfect goddess. It was almost unbelievable that such a woman would apologize to a boy who hadn't even grown up yet.

"Alright, just say what's on your mind!"

He Ming understood the importance of knowing when to stop, so he spoke up.

"I want you to come with me to a class reunion tonight!"

Ling Zhi replied calmly.

"A class reunion?"

He Ming was somewhat taken aback, thinking that this woman was a bit silly. What did her class reunion have to do with him? He'd never heard of anyone bringing a partner to a class reunion.

“Okay, let me explain the situation to you in detail!”

Ling Zhi clearly understood that her request seemed somewhat unreasonable, so she said, “When I was in college, I had a really strained relationship with a female classmate. Right after graduation, she found a rich and handsome guy, and every year since then, she’s had her husband organize all the arrangements for the annual class reunion, and she brags about it lavishly, mainly to target me. That’s why I want you to come with me this time. I’ve made myself clear, you should understand, right?”

“You want me to go and show off, to overshadow her husband?”

He Ming asked uncertainly.

“That’s exactly what I mean!”

Ling Zhi nodded.

“Why did you choose me?”

He Ming was silent for a while before asking. He was very self-aware; he was just a nouveau riche middle school graduate. He could try to compete in fighting or wealth, but when it came to manners, he had no chance.

“Because you’re my future husband!”

Ling Zhi didn’t explain further, just said coldly. Clearly, she understood that her love life was probably no longer in her own hands!

Chapter 217 Class Reunion, Men Compare Abilities (Part Two)

God is fair. Although men bear greater pressure, they are also given more rights to be respected.

A man who rises to prominence through his own abilities, transforming from a nobody into a tycoon, even if he's a nouveau riche, is still an object of envy.

But as a woman, no matter how capable you are, without a happy marriage and a considerate and capable husband, you are still incomplete in the eyes of others, still worthy of pity.

This is Ling Zhi's helplessness. Of course, choosing He Ming was only a helpless move for her. This kind of little man, if you take him out, he looks somewhat immature, and if you say he's elegant, he's not at all. Any male friend she knows is much better than him. But now she still has to make this choice because she understands that, barring any unforeseen circumstances, she can only belong to this little man for the rest of her life. If she just finds someone to impersonate him now, then when she gets married, people will probably think that her love is not going well. Showing affection now is just a performance, and dating later will be a laughing stock.

Actually, He Ming had initially planned to listen to Ling Zhi's specific request first. If it was too difficult, he would decisively refuse. After all, their relationship was already so bad, and neither owed the other anything. But after hearing the phrase "because you are my future husband," he completely lost all interest. Now, he wouldn't even hesitate to go through fire and water for her. Men are just like that, concerned about their pride.

"But her husband is only attending under the pretext of organizing the event. It wouldn't be

appropriate for someone like me, who has no connection to the event, to go along, would it?" He Ming asked with some distress. If he showed up uninvited, even without doing anything, people would probably think he was deliberately showing off. No matter how well he performed, he would still be looked down upon from the start. That's what they call first impressions.

"Don't worry, I've already thought of a reason. This time, our gathering is at a large KTV. Just say you're from out of town and are staying with relatives in Guangnan. You just happened to be there for my classmate reunion, so you're just dropping by!"

Ling Zhi said. The reason did sound a bit forced, but who would bother to investigate such an irrelevant matter at that moment?

"Okay, but I've never done anything like this before. Don't blame me if I mess it up!"

Knowing he had a backup plan, He Ming prepared for the worst.

"No problem, something's better than nothing, better bad than nothing!"

Ling Zhi scoffed.

Hearing the woman's awkward words, He Ming really wanted to give her the middle finger.

Next, He Ming went shopping with Ling Zhi. In her words, he looked like a tasteless country bumpkin, not even a proper country bumpkin. Going around like this, there was no point in trying; telling the truth would just be seen as bragging.

"A country bumpkin is a pile of shit, I'd rather be a country bumpkin!"

He Ming thought to himself.

A few hours later, He Ming and Ling Zhi walked out of a clothing store. He could be described as "looking presentable." He was wearing a well-fitting black suit, a symbol of a successful man. At over 1.7 meters tall, he was already quite tall, and this suit made him look even more mature. He looked exactly like a high-level white-collar worker who had just graduated from university. In addition, he was already good-looking, and with his perfect appearance, he deserved at least an eight out of ten.

"Hmm, although she still looks a bit childish overall, she's not too bad compared to that guy!"

This was Ling Zhi's assessment. Clearly, this rich and beautiful woman was used to seeing all sorts of handsome men and had very high standards.

He Ming didn't argue much. If men in this world relied on their looks, all those pretty women could go see Buddha.

"Oh no, it's almost six o'clock! The party is at eight, and it'll take almost two hours to get to the party location in the city center. I don't have time to change at all. Am I supposed to go dressed like this?"

Ling Zhi said with a pained expression.

"It's okay, you look great!"

He Ming looked Ling Zhi up and down before saying this. He wasn't exaggerating; beautiful women look good in anything, unless their clothes are dirty.

"Really? That's good!"

Ling Zhi was naturally surprised by He Ming's praise, and a hint of pride, mixed with a faint happiness, appeared on her face. Although their relationship wasn't good, in ancient times, their situation was considered "arranged by their parents."

He Ming followed Ling Zhi into her luxurious sports car and onto the main road. As dusk approached, the city lights outside were dazzling, but the atmosphere inside the car was calm. Since she needed his help, the woman's expression was unusually gentle, and the faint fragrance emanating from her created a warm and inviting feeling. He couldn't help but imagine how blissful it would be to spend time peacefully with Ling Zhi on ordinary days.

After about two hours of driving, they finally arrived at their destination. He Ming followed Ling Zhi into a karaoke bar and found the private room for a gathering. The door was open, and he could hear the lively atmosphere from inside.

He Ming followed Ling Zhi inside and found it spacious, with more than ten people seated. One person was belting out a song in front of a screen, and the table in the middle was already piled high with food.

Ling Zhi's arrival was met with a warm welcome, and inevitably, He Ming was mentioned. Upon learning his identity, the women didn't react with surprise, but most of the men wore expressions of envy and jealousy.

"Hey bro, how did you manage to win Ling Zhi's heart? You know, she was one of the campus beauties in college, and I've never heard of her having a boyfriend!"

No sooner had he sat down than a tall, thin man with glasses asked warmly.

"Nothing much, probably just fate!"

He Ming didn't bother to explain further, giving a casual reply. His eyes quickly scanned his surroundings, but when he saw a figure in the corner, he froze on the spot.

The world is so big, and I'm so small. He Ming had always believed that there weren't many coincidences in life; some people or things, once missed, are gone forever, becoming memories for a lifetime. But seeing this figure, he had to believe the saying, "Fate brings people together even from a thousand miles away." This figure was none other than Fu's wife—Yu Wen.

"This woman is Ling Zhi's classmate. So, her child must be at most two or three years old. Looks like I misjudged her!"

He Ming thought to himself, after all, the child was wrapped in gauze and covered with a blanket, making it difficult to gauge the child's age.

As He Ming glanced at them from time to time, Yu Wen also stole a look, a hint of curiosity in her eyes, but she didn't give them a friendly look. In her opinion, this was clearly not fate; "enemies meeting on a narrow road" would be a more apt description.

"The one I'm talking about who I don't get along with is the prettiest woman in the corner. I'll remind you when her man appears, and you'll have to act accordingly!"

Ling Zhi, sitting next to He Ming, leaned over and whispered instructions.

"Damn, this is too much of a coincidence!"

He Ming couldn't help but curse inwardly. Was he destined to be enemies with this beautiful woman for the rest of his life?

After waiting for about half an hour, no one else showed up. The people present asked each other, each giving the message that they couldn't attend for some reason, and then the gathering began with sighs.

Yes, all good things must come to an end. After graduating from university, everyone is busy with their own lives, making it difficult to reunite. Former classmates are like faded scenery, perhaps only fleeting passersby in our lives. Many years later, when you are about to take your last breath, they may reappear in your mind, bringing only regrets that can never be made up for.

Chapter 218 Class Reunion, Men Compare Abilities (Part 3)

He Ming looked around but couldn't find the man surnamed Fu. He couldn't help but feel a little puzzled. A few minutes after the gathering started, he finally saw this guy arrive late.

"This is that woman's husband!"

Ling Zhi said in a low voice.

He Ming smiled coldly and didn't say anything. This is a small world, do you need to introduce us?

For some reason, the man surnamed Fu's face seemed a little solemn, which was not appropriate for this atmosphere. When others greeted him, he only forced a smile, his eyes wandering. It took him a long time to notice He Ming, and his brows furrowed slightly.

With all the main characters present, Ling Zhi began her move. She extended her jade-like arm, gently taking He Ming's hand, leaning her entire body against him, deliberately displaying a faint look of happiness on her face. This scene naturally drew envious glances from the men present.

Feeling the soft touch on his arm, He Ming found it undeniably erotic, but only if there was an outlet for that release; otherwise, it would quickly become torture, like delicious barbecue that, if overindulged, would cause internal heat.

Seeing Ling Zhi's actions, Yu Wen's face revealed an incomprehensible, complex expression, seemingly mixed with hesitation, fear, and sorrow, but without a trace of jealousy or hatred.

He Ming felt somewhat puzzled. According to Ling Zhi, this woman should immediately act even more affectionate with her husband as a form of retaliation; why was she behaving so abnormally?

"Could this be related to the indecent video I sent?"

This thought vaguely surfaced in He Ming's mind.

He was right. An indecent video had caused a huge uproar in the Fu family. Since the culprit hadn't been found yet, the family, after much deliberation, decided the most reliable solution was for Fu and Yu Wen to divorce. Even the deepest relationship couldn't withstand such turmoil; cracks were gradually appearing. This explained the couple's unusual behavior tonight.

Faced with such blatant provocation, Yu Wen initially hesitated to retaliate. However, as time passed, she could no longer remain calm. She brazenly stood up, put her arm around her husband's, and pulled him to the sofa, then nestled against him like a little bird.

Fu wasn't stupid. Although he was initially slightly taken aback, seeing his wife and Ling Zhi gazing at each other "affectionately," he understood. He couldn't possibly back down now, as it concerned his pride, so he reluctantly cooperated.

A group of people chatted amongst themselves. Initially, they sang karaoke, and the guy surnamed Fu had a pretty good voice, earning rounds of applause. Emboldened by this display, he became somewhat arrogant, practically forgetting he was being dragged along by his wife. His gaze kept drifting towards He Ming, his provocation obvious.

Having gained the upper hand, Yu Wen looked smug and frequently winked at Ling Zhi.

Ling Zhi was getting annoyed, so she asked He Ming, "Are you even up to it? If you sing terribly, forget it. I can't bear the embarrassment!" He Ming

was secretly pleased. He wasn't confident in other areas, but when it came to singing, he was confident he could compete even against those incredibly talented ethnic singers. So, without any hesitation, he picked up the microphone and belted out a song, immediately eliciting loud applause and cheers from the surrounding crowd.

Ling Zhi looked at He Ming with some delight. She never dreamed that this little rascal actually had some talent in this area. Now he had managed to win back some points for her, so it seemed he wasn't entirely useless.

The Fu couple's faces were ashen; they had only been smug for a few seconds before being slapped hard across the face.

At this kind of gathering, of course, people would offer each other drinks. The man surnamed Fu probably wanted to win back some points, so he took the initiative to raise his glass to He Ming, becoming the most enthusiastic drinker in the room.

To be honest, if He Ming had been drinking with someone back in the orphanage, it would have been suicidal. But after these past few months of training with his brothers, he was a completely different person. While not abnormally strong, he could easily handle a few bottles of beer.

The two men clinked glasses repeatedly with forced smiles. As time went on, the man surnamed Fu's rate of toasting clearly slowed down. He was obviously starting to feel uneasy; if he were to get drunk first, it would be incredibly embarrassing.

Next, some people started talking about their experiences over the past year. Those who had been lucky enough to have a bit of luck boasted about it, acting as if they owned the world.

"Hey, Brother Chen, where are you working?"

After spending some time together and learning each other's names, the man surnamed Fu, with his powerful background, naturally wanted to use that to put pressure on He Ming.

"Not really, I just own a few factories!"

He Ming said casually.

"Oh, you're really young and accomplished. I remember we happened to meet last year in Jiangzhou. You weren't as tall as you are now then, only about fourteen or fifteen years old. As far as I know, minors can't register trademarks!"

Yu Wen suddenly said coldly.

"Huh? You must be a full-time housewife. You don't even know you can have an adult register for you? Heh, marrying a rich husband is so wonderful, you don't have to worry about anything!"

He Ming said, feigning envy, but what he really meant was, "You're just a freeloader."

Yu Wen was speechless, her face filled with embarrassment. She knew, of course, that she could hire someone to register on her behalf, but she simply didn't believe that He Ming, a minor, had the financial means to open a factory. Even if his parents were wealthy, they wouldn't throw millions down the drain on their child, so she assumed it was mindless boasting. She had intended to use this question to refute him, but instead, she found herself speechless.

Ling Zhi's eyes gleamed brighter and brighter; she was beginning to hold onto hope for He Ming, thinking that it was truly hard to say who would win tonight!

After several humiliations, Fu's face fell completely, looking as if he had lost his parents. He just kept his head down and drank in silence.

"Ling Zhi, no wonder you didn't have many boyfriends in college. So you liked younger men. That makes sense. A woman's youth only lasts a few years. In the future, when you're old and faded, your husband will become more and more mature and charming. You're so farsighted!"

Yu Wen, unwilling to accept defeat, remained silent for a moment before suddenly speaking. Although she said a lot of flattering things, they sounded unpleasant to

the ear. She was clearly implying that Ling Zhi was an old cow eating young grass! "Hehe, actually, feelings have nothing to do with age. It's mainly about being attracted to each other. Of course, this includes appearance. Maybe it's because I look younger that I caught the eye of such a handsome young man!"

Ling Zhi smiled coldly, spouting profound truths. It seemed like self-deprecation, but it was actually a veiled sarcasm. Yu Wen only married an older man because she looked older.

Once again rebuffed, Yu Wen's expression was practically one of tears. However, she was clearly still unwilling to give up, and after a while, she said again, "Hehe, a husband who's young is indeed good, but if he's too 'young,' it's not good. A woman needs nourishment to be happy!"

He Ming was somewhat angry at being subtly implied to his lack of sexual prowess, but given the sensitive topic and the fact that the other person was a woman, he found it difficult to speak up, ultimately due to his thin skin.

"Hehe, don't worry about that. I can't speak for other aspects of my boyfriend, but his sexual prowess is many times better than some men in their twenties!"

Ling Zhi deliberately glanced at the man surnamed Fu, her meaning clear.

"Hehe, who knows? I know that as a girlfriend, I have to give my boyfriend face in public!"

Having suffered such an insult, how could Yu Wen swallow her anger? Clearly, she was unwilling to compromise easily on this issue. The man surnamed Fu also frowned; no man would easily compromise on such a matter.

"What? Do you need him to prove it?"

Ling Zhi was somewhat stunned.

“That’s not necessarily a bad thing!”

Yu Wen interjected.

He Ming was genuinely embarrassed now. How could he prove something like this?

“Then how do you suggest we prove it?”

Ling Zhi’s dark eyes darted around a few times before she threw the question at him.

“There are too many people now. After the party ends, you can follow me!”

Yu Wen pondered for a long time before saying.

“Forget it!”

The man surnamed Fu clearly realized that things had become absurd, so he patted his wife’s leg and tried to persuade her.

Yu Wen didn’t say much and impatiently brushed her husband’s hand away.

He Ming suddenly felt a little uneasy. He didn’t know how this woman was going to prove her sexual prowess. Of course, he didn’t expect her to personally demonstrate it with her beautiful body.

Chapter 219 Class Reunion, Men Compare Sexual Abilities (Part 4)

Around 11 p.m., the party finally ended. Yu Wen refused to give up and forcibly pulled He Ming and Ling Zhi to her side.

"Honey, I'm a little cold!"

Ling Zhi said, hugging her chest with her arms. This wasn't just acting; wearing a super short dress and no outer garment in the middle of the night, the cold wind outside the karaoke bar was truly biting.

He Ming wasn't dressed thickly, but he had to maintain a certain air of sophistication, so he took off his suit jacket and draped it over Ling Zhi. Since she was only wearing a shirt underneath, she naturally felt the chill. Even with his good physique, he was struggling to stay warm and just wanted to get somewhere sheltered from the cold.

Yu Wen watched with a hint of jealousy, but she had clearly come prepared. She was also wearing a bright red super short pencil skirt, revealing her stunning curves. Although the fabric was thin and clingy, she wore a chiffon blouse over it, showing off her long, slender legs. She also wore sexy black stockings, which perfectly accentuated her devilish curves. She was alluring and graceful, no less so than Ling Zhi, no wonder she had the ability to compete.

With this stylish outfit that offered both warmth and elegance, she couldn't possibly pretend to be cold and ask her husband to take off his coat.

"I say let's forget it!"

Mr. Fu shook his head, a headache forming. Women are emotional creatures, men are rational creatures—this was perfectly evident in this situation.

"Forget it? Don't you have any confidence in beating him?"

Yu Wen said bluntly.

"You're being unreasonable!"

Mr. Fu was speechless, simply turning his head away.

"So how exactly are you planning to compete? If you go too far, I won't cooperate!"

Ling Zhi frowned. She was still a virgin, and she was a little reserved about this kind of thing.

"It's simple, we'll find a place for you two to do it once, and my husband and I will do it once!"

Yu Wen's lips curled slightly. She knew very well that if she lost in this kind of thing, she would never be able to hold her head up again. She never thought that a kid like He Ming, who hadn't even grown up yet, could compete with her husband in terms of stamina.

"Uh..."

Ling Zhi was stunned on the spot. Her relationship with He Ming was practically in name only, and their feelings weren't good either. Was she really going to give up her virginity just to save face?

He Ming, on the other hand, was the opposite. If things really went as planned, wouldn't he be able to rightfully have Ling Zhi's body?

"What? You're scared? Then just admit defeat!"

Yu Wen saw Ling Zhi's expression and a smug look appeared on her face.

"Scared? Scared? I'm just thinking about something. If we're all in the same room at the same time, I won't do it. I don't want your husband to see me naked. But if we're not in the same room, who knows how long the other person will last? I'll just say a time!"

Ling Zhi said what she couldn't accept about this game.

“How about this, we’ll do it in two separate rooms, one in front and one behind. I’ll be there when you’re doing it, and you’ll be there when we’re doing it, okay?”

Yu Wen suggested a compromise. After all, a man being seen by a woman won’t get pregnant.

“No, I don’t agree!”

It was the man surnamed Fu who spoke up, unusually resolute despite his usual taciturn nature.

“Honey, you’re a man, you don’t need to worry about anything. Letting her see is already a favor to her!”

Yu Wen said, as if coaxing a child.

“I said no, and that’s final. This is ridiculous!”

Fu was clearly a highly educated man, and coming from a prominent family, he definitely had some bottom line. It wasn’t surprising that he would refuse such an absurd idea.

“Are you going or not?”

Yu Wen was clearly getting angry. Couples need to respect each other, and even more so in front of outsiders.

“Do I need to say it again? I’m not going!”

Fu was clearly determined!

“Fine, if you won’t go, I’ll go alone!”

A resolute look appeared on Yu Wen’s face.

"Fine, go ahead, I'm not keeping you company!"

The man surnamed Fu said, turning and leaving.

Yu Wen stared blankly, her face filled with deep sorrow. If there weren't outsiders present, no one would doubt that she was about to burst into tears.

He Ming stared in disbelief at the scene, never expecting his opponents to have internal strife. He felt a pang of sympathy for Yu Wen.

"What, are we still going to compete?"

Ling Zhi asked sarcastically.

"Of course we're competing, let's go!"

Yu Wen didn't explain anything, her face grim as she walked away.

"I say, how can she compete alone?"

He Ming whispered to Ling Zhi.

"How should I know?"

Ling Zhi shook her head, then quietly warned, "If we really have to do 'that' later, you can only come behind me, understand?"

"Understood, understood!"

He Ming couldn't help but reveal a lewd smile.

"Fine, consider it my reward for asking for your help!"

Ling Zhi shook her head helplessly.

He Ming couldn't help but grumble inwardly. He hadn't expected to get close to Ling Zhi again under these circumstances. His only purpose was to vent his anger. Of course, it would be foolish not to take advantage of a good deal, and he wouldn't harbor any resentment just because he was being used.

After walking along the street for ten minutes, the three entered a hotel, checked into a room, and went upstairs under the strange gaze of the receptionist.

Once in the room, Yu Wen turned and sat on the large bed, taking off her outer clothes and smoothing the hem of her short skirt. Her two slender, jade-like legs were crossed, revealing the graceful curves of her entire body. A bright red dress accentuated her milky-smooth skin, making her look alluring and sexy, a veritable vampire queen.

"Your husband isn't here, so how are we going to compete?"

Ling Zhi asked impatiently, seeing her arch-rival flaunting her charm.

"My husband and I usually do it for an hour each time. I'll be watching from here now. You guys start. If it exceeds an hour, I'll admit defeat!"

Yu Wen said lazily.

"An hour?"

Ling Zhi's face showed disbelief, while He Ming didn't react much; such a long time was at most his normal performance level.

"I'm talking about the time it takes to get to the main event, not including any foreplay!"

Yu Wen sneered, adding.

"You're really good at bragging. Now, whatever you say is fine. Empty words can't be proven, but how can you make us believe you?"

Ling Zhi smiled disdainfully. Although she was a virgin, she had seen plenty of adult films. Even those Western hunks couldn't last an hour for the main event!

"You don't believe me? Anyway, I can't prove it. If you're scared and afraid of making a fool of yourselves, then just leave!"

Yu Wen's eyes darted around, and she actually used reverse psychology.

"You..."

Ling Zhi was actually stopped by her. If she left like this, she would obviously be seen as a coward; if she stayed, she would fall right into her trap.

"Don't worry, an hour is no problem for me!"

He Ming said softly when he saw Ling Zhi's dilemma. For him, as long as he performed normally, it was not a problem at all; it was just a bit physically demanding.

"But...this..."

Ling Zhi hesitated. To be honest, normally she would never let He Ming touch her, even though she knew they had already been intimate.

"What? If it doesn't work out, let's leave. It's over now, and I don't have time to waste here with you!"

Yu Wen thought she had the upper hand and continued to use her provocation.

"Come on!"

Ling Zhi gritted her teeth, grabbed He Ming, and kissed him with her red lips.

Although he had never been "watched" while doing this before, the thought of the other person being a beautiful woman made He Ming feel a little awkward, but more than that, he felt a strange excitement. The thought of holding a beautiful woman in his arms made him even more excited, so he hugged Ling Zhi and began to respond passionately.

Yu Wen gently swayed her long, sexy legs, her face calm as she watched everything, as if it had nothing to do with her, like a spectator watching a film.

Seeing the two getting intimate and moving closer to the bed, Yu Wen stood up and made room for them.

He Ming pressed Ling Zhi down on the bed, then completely removed her clothes. His eyes were fixed on Ling Zhi's full breasts, her two jade-like peaks white and tender. He grinned wickedly, taking her round, thick, and elastic breasts in his hands and kneading them firmly. His fingers pinched and played with her delicate, pink, and firm nipples.

Ling Zhi's skin was white, smooth, and supple, her alluring breasts mature and full, beautiful and sexy. Because she was a virgin, she seemed incredibly restrained, probably not wanting to be looked down upon by her nemesis, so she could only stiffly cooperate with He Ming.

He Ming kneaded her soft, white breasts until they were deformed. Her alluring breasts were fair and delicate, with high, firm, and soft peaks that felt wonderful to the touch. The skin was incredibly smooth and tender, and the firm, elastic breasts were so delicate they couldn't be filled with just one hand—indescribable.

A blush gradually rose to Ling Zhi's face. She breathed softly, twisting her supple body, occasionally brushing against He Ming's fully erect penis, fueling his lust. He had practically forgotten there was a woman standing beside him.

He Ming stroked Ling Zhi's smooth, white thighs, then slipped his hand inside her, teasing her luscious labia and pale pink clitoris.

Ling Zhi's body trembled violently. She tried to stop him but forcefully suppressed her urge. Her entire body trembled slightly, her high, round breasts swaying gently.

While kissing her alluring, snow-white breasts, He Ming teased her delicate labia with his fingers, then probed shallowly into her moist, hot opening.

Ling Zhi bit her lower lip, her cheeks flushed crimson. He Ming leaned in to kiss her sweet cherry lips, sucking her moist, smooth tongue into his mouth to savor it, while his hands grasped and kneaded her tender, full breasts forcefully.

Ling Zhi's fair and alluring breasts stood tall and firm. He Ming freely kneaded and stroked her incredibly soft, white breasts, rubbing her pink nipples, until her fair, round, full breasts were completely deformed from his caresses.

He Ming released Ling Zhi's full breasts, embraced her alluring waist, and lecherously gazed at her fair, bare private parts and slender, white feet, all exuding a deep allure.

He Ming lowered his head and kissed Ling Zhi's snow-white neck. Ling Zhi awkwardly used her fair arms to cover her sexy and alluring breasts. He Ming grabbed her pink arms and spread them to her sides, causing her alluring and sexy full breasts to bounce and be exposed again. Ling Zhi's mature and sexy body had fair and delicate skin, smooth and tender, full and rounded breasts, a slender waist with a curved curve, and long and shapely thighs. Her perfect figure was flawless.

He Ming admired Ling Zhi's pink private parts below her flat abdomen. The pink petals were clearly visible, and the mysterious flesh cave was completely covered. She shyly squeezed her fair thighs together and reflexively reached out to touch her exposed lower body.

He Ming spread her alluring thighs apart, grabbed her fair arms and put them behind her back. With her fair legs spread, He Ming's hands freely caressed Ling Zhi's beautiful fair body and full breasts, while his other hand reached between her thighs and teased her delicate petals. Ling Zhi's sexy body was fair and delicate, her full and rounded breasts beautifully curved, soft yet firm to the touch, feeling wonderful.

Then, He Ming moved his head closer to Ling Zhi's round, fair breasts, grabbing her arms and squeezing out her alluring white breasts and delicate pink nipples. He opened his mouth and sucked on the tender nipples, savoring their sweet fragrance.

Ling Zhi moaned softly; she had rarely experienced such ecstasy. Her body trembled, and her legs were already wet.

Suddenly, she glanced at Yu Wen beside her, seemingly not wanting to be looked down upon. Suddenly, as if injected with adrenaline, she flipped over, pinning He Ming beneath her. Her small hands pressed against the young man's shoulders, her soft, fragrant tongue gently swirling inside his ear.

He Ming closed his eyes, enjoying the warm, moist sensation of saliva moistening his earlobe. Suddenly, a slight pain shot through his earlobe. Ling Zhi gently bit his earlobe, her fragrant lips roaming around his throat, sucking and nibbling. He Ming swallowed hard.

Ling Zhi quickly stripped He Ming naked, burying her head in his chest, her teeth biting his nipples, her tongue gently nibbling and frantically licking in sync. He Ming's nipples swelled and hardened. Ling Zhi's tongue continued its downward movement, her head buried between He Ming's legs, her eyes slightly closed, her tongue moving freely. A wisp of heat, carried by Ling Zhi's moving tongue and her warm saliva, permeated his entire body. He Ming's buttocks tightened, his whole body trembling slightly as he tried to suppress his emotions.

Ling Zhi, without any restraint, moved her tongue to He Ming's scrotum, then sucked on his testicles with her sweet, cherry-like lips. As her lips parted, He Ming's testicles contracted and relaxed with her movements. Seeing this erotic scene, He Ming took a deep breath. Ling Zhi's soft, weak hands gently pressed He Ming down, her tongue, like a nimble snake, darting deep into He Ming's groin. A slight tingling sensation spread throughout his body. He Ming half-bent over, his hand reaching towards Ling Zhi's crotch. Her round, fleshy buttocks fell into his palm. Ling Zhi nimbly dodged away, her hand moving lightly, her small mouth slightly open, emitting a sound that was both a soft moan and a soft groan. He Ming looked at Ling Zhi's slightly protruding cheeks and her rosy face; she was truly beautiful and wanton.

Ling Zhi's boneless, soft hands gently caressed He Ming's penis. He Ming's right hand reached to Ling Zhi's chest; her round breasts were soft, smooth, and her skin was as delicate as jade. He Ming pinched her tender nipples with his fingers and gently twisted them. Ling Zhi's pink nipples stood erect under He Ming's teasing. He Ming rubbed her firm, full breasts, immersed in the rich aroma of flesh. Ling Zhi took his penis into her cherry-like mouth, her soft lips tightly enveloping the glans as she thrust downwards, rhythmically sucking on the entire penis. Her thin lips pressed tightly against his penis. Although her oral skills were still somewhat clumsy, she knew what she was doing and was very gentle. He Ming kneaded her soft, supple breasts, and Ling Zhi gradually increased the speed of her sucking and swallowing, occasionally letting out plaintive moans from deep in her throat. With the rhythm of her mouth caressing him, He Ming also raised his buttocks.

Ling Zhi's saliva dripped from the corner of her mouth as she gently stroked He Ming's penis, looking up at him coquettishly, "Husband, it's so big!"

He Ming paused for a moment, then grinned lewdly and replied, "Wife, you're so alluring. How could it not be big? How could I satisfy my little darling like you?"

Ling Zhi rolled her eyes at He Ming, lowered her lovely face, opened her lips, and her fragrant tongue enveloped his penis, penetrating it again. Saliva dripped from the corner of her mouth down his penis.

Yu Wen's face was no longer calm. The erotic scene made her heart race, and He Ming's enormous penis shocked her greatly. She was quite surprised, her small hands gently gripping the hem of her clothes, feeling fragrant sweat seeping out.

He Ming's right hand tightly embraced Ling Zhi's mature and sexy body around the waist, changing her position so that her plump buttocks faced him, his right fingertips gently penetrating her vagina.

"Mmm," Ling Zhi moaned sweetly, increasing the pressure of her mouth as she worked the base of his penis. Her tongue swirled and licked the head of his penis. The alluring sexiness drove He Ming to ecstasy. Her charming and beautiful body had round, firm breasts, a slender waist that could be grasped with one hand, a flat abdomen, and round, high, and elastic buttocks. Her thighs were straight and well-proportioned, and her full mons pubis was incredibly white and tender, without a single hair, revealing a pink slit. Her labia were thick and juicy, and her full and charming body exuded a captivating sexiness.

He Ming placed his fingers on her mons pubis, gently rubbing her clitoris. His left hand pinched her firm breasts, and Ling Zhi's face showed a comfortable expression. He Ming inserted his right hand's ten fingers shallowly into her vagina, moving them back and forth. His left hand, from the outside in, lightly scraped his breasts in circles with the tips of his nails until he reached the pink nipples. His index and ring fingers pinched the areolas, and his middle finger gently rubbed the erect nipples.

"Mmm...right...right there...oh...harder...ah...ah..."

Ling Zhi moaned softly, her face flushed. It was unclear whether she was just playing along or genuinely overwhelmed by pleasure: "Ah...so good...ah...I want to make love with you...ah..."

The lewd expression and wanton moans on her elegant and beautiful face made He Ming's penis harden even more.

Ling Zhi was aroused by He Ming, her face flushed like a peach blossom, exceptionally beautiful. Her mature and voluptuous body nestled into He Ming's arms, panting as she frantically pressed him onto the bed, holding him tightly. Her starry eyes were half-closed, her cheeks flushed, and her red lips parted slightly as she slipped her tongue into the young man's mouth. He Ming sucked on Ling Zhi's wet tongue with all his might. Ling Zhi turned and lay face down on the bed, her round buttocks raised high and swaying, her thighs spread wide.

"Fuck me...fuck me...I want it so badly..."

Ling Zhi said seductively.

He Ming pulled her small hand to stroke his penis and said, "Wife, if you want it, do it yourself."

Ling Zhi, her face flushed and panting, rubbed the glans against her pink anus, her juices flowing freely. She blushed and pouted seductively, "You bad man...you're teasing me on purpose...come on..."

He Ming chuckled wickedly, knowing that proper foreplay was essential for penetration, otherwise it wouldn't be enjoyable for her. He bent down and parted her plump buttocks, clearly exposing her narrow cleft. Beneath her pink anus, her thick labia majora and thin labia minora were revealed. He Ming first used his right fingers to knead her clitoris, stroking the surrounding pubic bone. His fingers then traced the red, tender flesh, moving up and down before inserting into her vagina, rotating and probing. A tingling pleasure surged between her thighs, her fingers glistening with wetness.

Ling Zhi, involuntarily convulsing with pleasure, gripped the sheets tightly, her body trembling, a mixture of shyness, excitement, and indescribable bliss.

"Ah...no...hum...hum...no..."

He Ming used his wet, slippery tongue to lick her sticky vulva, gently biting and pulling at her pearly clitoris. His fingers continued to explore inside her vulva. Ling Zhi could hardly bear such lewd caresses. She was aroused and her desire surged. Her vulva felt especially numb, and she writhed her sexy body, panting softly.

"Please stop licking...I...I can't take it..."

she pleaded, her cherry lips trembling. Her body trembled with sweat, and her vulva was overflowing with lustful fluid. He Ming swallowed her fluid, licked her vulva with the tip of his tongue, rubbed her clitoris with the tip of his nose, and sucked and gently bit her tender labia with his lips. His left hand caressed and kneaded her soft, full breasts, while his right hand caressed her thighs. Ling Zhi was aroused by He Ming, her whole body tingling with lust, and she was panting heavily.

"Husband...I...I can't take it...Ouch..."

Ling Zhi's cheeks flushed, her eyes were languid, and she raised her round buttocks. He Ming grabbed her slender waist and pressed her down, making her pink buttocks rise even higher, making her hairy, plump mons pubis even more prominent and alluring.

He Ming deliberately teased her, holding his penis and pressing the glans against her labia, gently rubbing it along the moist, tender flesh around her vulva.

Ling Zhi was unbearably itchy from the rubbing, her desire overflowing. She closed her alluring eyes in embarrassment and cried out in a wanton voice, "Ah...no...don't rub anymore...I...I can't take it...it's so...so itchy...hurry...hurry and put it in...I can't take it anymore...hum...my flesh hole is dripping with lustful fluid."

Stimulated by her charming and lewd behavior and words, He Ming reached out and touched the wet lustful fluid, then smeared it on her pink chrysanthemum bud. He then lowered his head and spat, leaning forward and pressing the tip of his penis against it, tentatively pushing it in gently. Ling Zhi held onto the bed with both hands, standing with her body bent over, her buttocks raised high, her brows slightly furrowed, seemingly a little uncomfortable, but her dazed expression dominated the rest of her look.

He Ming held her tightly from behind, his hands gripping her firm, full buttocks. His penis slowly penetrated between her high, rounded buttocks, spreading open her tender, red anus.

Ling Zhi's slightly parted lips emitted intermittent moans: "Oh... gently... please be gentle..."

Yu Wen stood to the side, her face showing surprise. She hadn't expected the couple on the bed to enjoy anal sex. What a heavy taste! It made her heart spasm, and her legs seemed to become wet.

He Ming gradually increased the force of his thrusts, his hands kneading her swaying breasts downwards. Ling Zhi's brows furrowed slightly, her expression somewhat pained. Her long hair danced wildly as she shook her head, accompanied by soul-stirring moans. Her soft body lay on the bed, her fair thighs trembling, her red lips emitting a low moan, her wet vagina spasming and writhing, secreting a large amount of vaginal fluid.

Finally, He Ming's thick penis slid smoothly into the tender pink orifice. Ling Zhi's orifice wasn't her first, so although it was tight, it wasn't awkward at all; the sensation was incredibly pleasurable. The walls were warm and tight, and they even contracted automatically.

Ling Zhi's brows furrowed as she cried out softly, her delicate orifice tightly gripping his penis, making He Ming feel incredibly good.

"Ah, it's killing me...it hurts...thrust...ah...so good...so big...so thick...it's so wonderful..."

Ling Zhi cried out lasciviously, her eyes slightly closed, her cherry lips slightly parted, looking completely intoxicated. It was unclear whether she was deliberately acting or genuinely experiencing such intense pleasure.

He Ming gently thrust in and out, the delicate mucous membrane at the entrance of Ling Zhi's orifice as soft as her cherry lips on her pink face, sucking on the glans.

"Good wife, your little asshole is so warm; it feels so good to go in,"

He Ming praised.

Ling Zhi's face flushed red with embarrassment, and she cried out coquettishly, "You bad boy... you took advantage of me and then shamed me so rudely... you really got the benefit and then acted innocent... I really... I really hate you..."

"Hehe, what do you hate me for?"

He Ming stopped thrusting and let the head of his penis press against the inside, deliberately asking.

"Hurry up and insert it...it feels so...so uncomfortable...hurry...move faster...how could I hate you..."

Ling Zhi's fair, round buttocks swayed and thrust backward repeatedly. She gripped the sheets tightly, making her buttocks bulge even more. Her cherry-like lips groaned urgently, her full, fair breasts bounced and trembled, and she was sweating profusely, panting softly: "Ah...you rascal...it feels so good...so beautiful...harder..."

Ling Zhi's lewd and charming moans and seductive expression stimulated He Ming to grip her slender legs tightly and thrust hard. His glans hit the depths of her fleshy hole with each stroke, and the tender red flesh inside turned inside and out with each thrust of his penis. Her juices flowed down her round buttocks, soaking the sheets. He Ming rotated his glans, grinding it against the tender flesh inside her fleshy hole, making Ling Zhi pant softly, her eyes filled with desire, her tender flesh tightly sucking on his glans.

"Oh...so good...so pleasurable...I want to hold you...kiss you...quickly..."

He Ming released Ling Zhi's pink legs, pulled out his penis, pressed her down on his body, and thrust hard, aiming at Ling Zhi's vaginal opening and penetrating to the hilt.

"Oh...it's all the way in...so good..."

Ling Zhi moaned lasciviously. He Ming held Ling Zhi tightly, his chest pressing against her firm, elastic breasts, his penis thrusting and pumping hard into her warm, tight vagina, each thrust penetrating deeply, making Ling Zhi's clitoris tremble wildly. She opened and closed her mouth, licking the glans, her eyes half-closed in pleasure, her face flushed, and her body covered in fragrant sweat. Her hands and feet tightly wrapped around He Ming's waist, desperately pressing against his buttocks, while she thrust her hips upwards, making her anus tightly grip his penis without leaving any gap, moaning lasciviously: "Oh...He Ming...so...so good...you're making me feel so good...more...more hard...so good..."

He Ming's glans ... As the thrusts pounded against her fleshy opening, Ling Zhi's arms and legs tightened around him, her round buttocks arching wildly to match the pumping motions. Her eyes were filled with seductive gasps as she gasped, "Oh...it feels so good...it's amazing...so thick...oh...I can't take it anymore...ah..."

Suddenly, Ling Zhi opened her cherry-like mouth and bit He Ming's shoulder, her fleshy opening gushing forth with a torrent of fluid. She cried out in a wanton

voice, "Ah...ah...it feels so good..." He Ming stroked her beautiful body, kissing her cherry lips. His penis stopped thrusting, pressing against her fleshy opening, feeling the exquisite, tender flesh writhing and entwining in ecstasy. He gently asked, "My dear wife, are you comfortable?"

"Mmm, so comfortable." Ling Zhi's face flushed with a blush of spring, her expression a shy yet alluring charm. A satisfied smile played on her lips as she gently pushed He Ming's shoulder away, rising from beneath him. She glanced triumphantly at Yu Wen, her alluring eyes fixed on He Ming's penis, which had led her to a state of blissful ecstasy. She couldn't help but grasp his penis and caress it tenderly. In a soft, seductive voice, she murmured, "So big, it almost killed me."

He Ming's penis, kneaded by her warm, smooth hands, grew even harder and more erect. Ling Zhi exclaimed, "Why

is it so hard again?" "Want more?"

He Ming grinned mischievously, embracing Ling Zhi's body and kissing her tightly.

"Stop talking nonsense, hurry up, I don't care about this kind of time!"

Seeing the two being affectionate during a break, Yu Wen felt a surge of jealousy and urged them on.

He Ming and Ling Zhi exchanged a glance, then He Ming pulled her alluring body close, making her sit on his lap with her round buttocks facing him. He pulled her delicate hand to grasp his penis, kneading her soft, white breasts.

Ling Zhi grasped his penis and said, "It's so big...it's scary...I'm afraid to put it in..."

Her shy and timid appearance was truly captivating.

"Come on, just slowly put it in, didn't we already try it?" He Ming said lecherously. Ling Zhi

gave He Ming a seductive look, hooked her left arm around his neck, and with her right hand, slowly guided his penis into her still slightly open anus. He Ming held her soft, round buttocks tightly with both hands, pressing down and thrusting his hips upwards, "plop," penetrating deep inside.

"It's so full... Ouch..."

she cried out softly, her mouth agape, her arms tightly wrapped around He Ming's neck, her delicate feet gripping his waist, her round hips swaying, her vaginal opening rapidly rotating and grinding.

He Ming kneaded her trembling, round breasts with both hands, sucking on her tender nipples alternately, lifting his buttocks upwards.

"Ouch... So comfortable... Oh... Oh... So satisfying... Ah... Ah... Faster... Push higher... Push deeper..."

Ling Zhi cried out lasciviously, her round hips moving up and down, her small hands tightly wrapped around He Ming's back, her full, soft breasts pressed against his chest, her soft, round hips rotating, causing the tender flesh inside her vagina to grind against his glans. Her delicate anus tightly held his penis, her head shaking violently, her glossy black hair flying, her face flushed, covered in fragrant sweat, her eyes tightly closed, her cherry lips parting and closing.

"Ah...so good...oh...I can't hold back...ah...I'm going to...I'm going to lose it..."

Ling Zhi's lustful fluids flowed out like a flood, but He Ming didn't stop. He Ming rolled over and pressed Ling Zhi onto the bed, his penis thrusting hard into her vagina.

"Ouch...have mercy...I can't take it...enough...I...I can't take it anymore..."

As a virgin, Ling Zhi had obviously underestimated the time, and was already begging for mercy. But now, not only would Yu Wen laugh at her, but even He Ming, who hadn't yet ejaculated, wouldn't allow it.

Unable to break free, Ling Zhi could only passively sway her round buttocks, raising her vagina to welcome He Ming's thrusts, moaning, "Oh...oh...so good...so...so comfortable...oh...be gentle...don't move...it's so sore...I really can't take it anymore..."

"Then what am I going to do? You're done with your pleasure and you're not going to care about me anymore? Oh right, there are people around."

He Ming continued to thrust his hard penis against her still spasming vagina, deliberately reminding her.

"Okay, be gentle, be gentle!"

Ling Zhi pleaded.

"Don't worry, I'll be gentle."

He Ming subconsciously slowed down.

Ling Zhi frowned and closed her eyes, murmuring, "Mmm... I... feel so good... it hurts... mmm..." She

managed to squeeze out intermittent moans through her clenched teeth, it was unclear whether she wanted to refuse or crave, but He Ming was in the heat of the moment and didn't care. He Ming held her raised thighs and thrust rapidly, the tight muscles of her rectum and anus gripping his penis, giving him pleasure, the intense friction between his penis and the intestinal wall causing the temperature at their point of contact to rise.

"So good... so good..."

A new wave of climax gradually came, Ling Zhi ignored the discomfort and moaned weakly again.

He Ming lifted her white, tender buttocks, soaked with her juices. Ling Zhi braced herself on the bed, her anus pulsating with He Ming's penis. Her face was lewd, and she cried out loudly

, her hair disheveled, "You're going to fuck me to death... fuck me to death..." He Ming enjoyed the warm, tight feeling in her rectum. He squeezed Ling Zhi's full breasts, and she let out a sexy moan, twisting her hips with her eyes closed. He Ming lifted her thighs and stood up, burying his penis deep into her rectum. Ling Zhi felt her anus being stretched flat. She pressed her hands behind He Ming's head, turned her head, and asked for a kiss. Her suspended, upturned buttocks swayed seductively. He Ming took her red lips and sucked on her fragrant tongue. He Ming continued to thrust, and Ling Zhi felt more and more comfortable, moaning continuously.

Ling Zhi gripped He Ming's buttocks tightly with both hands, pressing down forcefully and thrusting her hips upwards violently. The intense contractions inside her vagina seemed to threaten to snap his penis. He Ming immediately thrust his penis all the way in, feeling the glans penetrate her vaginal mucosa, the urethral opening grinding against the deepest point. Hot fluid gushed from her vulva, staining her bare mons pubis with a lascivious glow.

Ling Zhi cried out in a wanton, seductive voice, "Ah...ah...I can't take it anymore...it's so numb...so numb..."

Her face was as radiant as if painted with rouge, her phoenix eyes glistening with moisture, her straight, beautiful nose glistening with sweat, her nostrils flaring, her breath sweet as orchids. Her smooth, beautiful legs, wrapped around He Ming's waist, trembled and twitched, her soft mons pubis pressed tightly against He Ming's pubic bone, her vaginal opening contracting intensely, the moist vulva biting and sucking at the glans.

He Ming hugged her slightly upturned, firm buttocks tightly. Her hands pressed against his buttocks, her protruding mons pubis pressing against the pubic bone where his penis was fully inserted. Her thick pubic hair rubbed against his, and she thrust her breasts forward, presenting her white, tender breasts to him. Her pink nipples trembled as she approached his mouth.

He Ming opened his mouth and sucked on her delicate nipples. Ling Zhi's vaginal opening sucked on his glans, and her alluring legs wrapped tightly around his waist. She gasped, "No...no...it feels so good..."

Ling Zhi said no, but she kept thrusting her buttocks, her vaginal opening swallowing and releasing his penis, her vaginal fluids gushing out from the base of her buttocks, wave after wave of orgasm.

She hugged He Ming tightly, pressing her face against his, and whispered, biting his tongue, "You're so strong...it's so itchy...it's coming again...ah..."

He Ming's penis couldn't bear the contraction and sucking of her tight, moist vagina. Her fair and alluring legs tightly wrapped around He Ming's waist, her vaginal walls gripping his glans again, and her vaginal fluids gushed out, spraying onto his penis. Their slender bodies were tightly entwined, unwilling to separate.

Just then, He Ming's gaze inadvertently fell on Yu Wen, and he saw that she was already blushing, her jade-like hand unconsciously moving under her short skirt, gently rubbing herself.

He Ming put Ling Zhi down and thrust his penis into her vagina in a side-lying position. His gaze, however, drifted to Yu Wen, who was sitting on the bed. This woman was about two or three centimeters shorter than Ling Zhi, but she was more voluptuous and exuded a mature charm. This was the difference between a virgin and a young woman. Her long hair reached her waist, and she had a pair of large, clear, dark eyes, soft, full red lips, and a delicate, pretty nose on her flawless oval face. In addition, she had beautiful, smooth cheeks, fair skin, large eyes, and a sexy body with high breasts, round, perky buttocks, a flat stomach, and extremely long, beautiful legs, all of which exuded temptation.

He Ming's eyes were fixed on Yu Wen's sexy body. He thought about how exciting it would be to have a threesome with her, but that was obviously impossible. So he brazenly stared at the woman's sexy legs, increasing the force of his thrusts, making Ling Zhi moan even more lewdly, stimulating Yu Wen. His gaze slid down Yu Wen's smooth, white thighs to her delicate feet in white high-heeled strappy sandals. Yu Wen's sandals had two thin straps that crossed the instep, and her sexy toes were slender and white. She sat on the sofa opposite He Ming, gently rubbing her private parts in front of his gaze.

A bright red, tight-fitting short dress clearly revealed her full, jade-like breasts. Beneath the short dress, her slender legs in cotton stockings crossed alluringly. He Ming couldn't help but glance down the curve of her smooth, rounded thighs to her groin. He saw a patch of snow-white skin at the base of her thighs, with her swollen mons pubis faintly visible. She looked at He Ming, then lowered her left leg, which was folded over her right leg, and then placed her right leg over her left. As she crossed her legs, He Ming caught a glimpse of her tight panties under her dress, which were so thin they were almost transparent. He could vaguely see a clump of dark pubic hair.

Her large, alluring eyes, seemingly both coquettish and reproachful, stared at He Ming, deliberately displaying a seductive expression. He Ming's gaze swept over her long, captivating legs, finally landing on her right leg, which was crossed over her left. The swaying

of her jade-like foot made He Ming dizzy. Yu Wen wore light blue strappy sandals with high, thin heels, making her feet appear incredibly delicate. Her white toes peeked out from the tips of the shoes, her neatly manicured toenails painted with pink nail polish, shimmering like ten tiny flower petals, exuding a captivating sexiness. Her ankles were slender and tender, her heels rosy and clean; he longed to reach out and caress them.

Because He Ming's attention was entirely focused on Yu Wen, he forgot to thrust his penis into Ling Zhi's tight, fleshy hole. Ling Zhi, recovering from the intense pleasure, glanced back at He Ming and found his eyes fixed on Yu Wen. Feeling somewhat annoyed, she pinched the young man's arm with her delicate finger.

"Ah!"

He Ming cried out in pain, ejaculating at the point of penetration. He quickly roused himself and pulled out the beauty beneath him.

"No, you're only going in from behind, how can that count!"

Seeing that almost an hour had passed, Yu Wen became somewhat agitated and loudly questioned.

"Isn't it all the same?"

Ling Zhi was annoyed by Yu Wen's unreasonable behavior.

"How can it be the same? A woman's front is obviously more pleasurable for a man than her back. You're only doing it from behind, which is clearly cheating."

Yu Wen said righteously.

"Then what can we do? It's been so long, and I just don't like it from the front!"

Ling Zhi hadn't lost her senses during her orgasm and was still aware that her body couldn't be completely given to a man with whom she had no emotional connection.

"Don't like it from the front?"

Yu Wen felt she couldn't understand this statement.

"Yes, is that not allowed?"

Ling Zhi retorted angrily.

"It's okay, then let me do it for you!"

Yu Wen smiled coldly, then walked forward with alluring steps, bent down and hugged He Ming, bringing her bright red lips to his mouth.

"What are you doing?"

He Ming stared in astonishment, practically forgetting how to react. Ling Zhi, however, only paused for half a second before angrily pushing and pulling Yu Wen. She didn't want her nominal fiancé to have a relationship with another woman.

"What, are you scared? Scared that this kid's true abilities will be exposed?"

Yu Wen sneered.

"Scared? What am I scared of?"

Knowing it was a provocation, Ling Zhi still willingly fell for it.

"If you're not scared, why are you stopping me from doing it with him? I'm a woman and I'm not scared, so why are you worried about your husband getting the short end of the stick?"

Yu Wen laughed disdainfully.

"He Ming, fuck her to death!"

Ling Zhi struggled fiercely for a long time before gritting her teeth and resolutely saying.

He Ming felt even happier than if he had won five million or fifty million. He happily responded, then rolled over and pinned Yu Wen down, sealing her rosy lips with a kiss. Her mouth immediately opened, and He Ming's tongue slipped into her mouth. Yu Wen cooperated, welcoming him with her smooth, fragrant tongue, sliding it inside his mouth. Her full, round breasts pressed tightly against He Ming's chest, and her long, slender legs wrapped tightly around his, gently twisting her graceful body.

Yu Wen's fragrant tongue swirled in He Ming's mouth, murmuring soft "mmm" sounds. He Ming sucked on her sweet saliva, licking her warm, soft tongue. Following her shapely, firm calves, he saw her tender thighs, covered in thin cotton socks, long and sexy. Slightly parted, they revealed the fair skin at the base of her thighs, and a dark patch in the center of her semi-transparent lace panties.

He Ming stroked her smooth, beautiful legs that were wrapped around him, and whispered in her ear, "Since you've come to me willingly, I'll let you experience my prowess!"

"Alright, come on then. I said foreplay doesn't count. You still have twenty minutes for the main event. If you can keep going, I'll admit you're better than my husband!"

Yu Wen lowered her alluring long legs, teasingly biting He Ming's ear, her face revealing a seductive expression, she was practically a vixen.

He Ming smiled slightly, his left hand lifting Yu Wen's slender calf to his waist, untying the straps of her sandals, and holding her delicate jade feet in his hands, feeling the warmth of her flesh through the soft cotton socks.

Then, he pulled down the socks, revealing smooth, flawless white ankles and perfectly proportioned toes. He Ming pinched her toes and gently tickled the soles of her feet, her soft, delicate feet gently pulling back to lightly touch and rub against He Ming's penis.

He Ming reached out and grasped Yu Wen's other delicate foot, clad in a light blue high-heeled sandal. The foot appeared slender against the light blue strappy sandal, with rounded toes and a long, almost piercing, nail on her big toe. He Ming's hand grasped her smooth, delicate foot, but suddenly she pulled it back, removing the sandal. He Ming's right hand slowly caressed Yu Wen's beautiful leg, gently rubbing against the sock-covered skin, tracing back and forth from the instep to the calf to the thigh.

Yu Wen moaned softly. He Ming held Yu Wen's foot, kissing and licking it. Yu Wen's toes curled up, offering the instep to He Ming's mouth, her big toe teasing his face. He Ming bit Yu Wen's toes, savoring the alluring scent. The sock was soaked with his saliva. He Ming licked and kissed Yu Wen's slender calf through the sock, up to her knee, then down to the inner thigh.

Yu Wen moaned softly, spreading her alluring legs wide. The top of her two-piece cotton stockings revealed her delicate, fair skin, and her semi-transparent lace panties clung to her pale thighs, wrapping around her mons pubis. Thick, dark pubic hair peeked out from the narrow cuffs. He Ming kissed the inside of her thighs, sucking on her smooth, tender skin, then licked towards her delicate vulva. Yu Wen's alluring legs were covered in He Ming's saliva.

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