[Urban] My School Beauty Sister (Complete) - 34-36

Chapter 165 A Jerk, His Wife's Compromise

The next two weeks weren't peaceful either. People at school kept causing trouble for He Ming. He didn't know if he'd offended anyone, and he was too lazy to investigate. He just beat them all up. He didn't know if anyone complained, but despite all the fights, no teacher intervened, which saved him some trouble. He didn't care much; he hadn't started the trouble, and his beautiful foster mother certainly wouldn't blame him.

Besides that, he continued to walk Wang Yuxin home every afternoon as usual, even though he received no reward, he persisted relentlessly.

Wang Yuxin was indeed a femme fatale. Her reputation spread quickly after she arrived, and she was secretly considered one of the two most beautiful girls in the junior high, the other being Chunyu Man. They, along with three pretty senior girls from the senior high, were known as the five most beautiful girls in the school.

Of course, He Ming heard this from the three kids he'd beaten up. These idiots had no skills and loved gossiping.

Whenever He Ming heard the term "school beauty," he couldn't help but think of Chen Xuan. He had vaguely heard rumors back in high school that Chen Xuan had transferred there, and while there were several other school beauties before her, none could compare to her, so the honor naturally went to her alone.

He Ming still harbored feelings for Chen Xuan, but she was probably at university in the provincial capital, and he had no time to get to know her, which he deeply regretted.

He Ming knew fairly well which university Chen Xuan attended, as he hadn't yet fallen out with her. He knew when she filled out her college application, and when the admission results came, he immediately inquired: "Southern Aviation University," a top-tier university, supposedly leading to flight attendant positions, and conveniently located in the provincial capital.

Knowing Chen Xuan attended this university, He Ming had often fantasized about how stunning she would look in a flight attendant uniform, and while marveling at this, he also resolved that he would make this woman his own for life.

Of course, all of this was still a long way off for He Ming. Right now, he was annoyed by the flies buzzing around Chen Xuan. A big reputation wasn't a good thing; there would always be self-important people bothering him. He dealt with them all

, of course. Those who knew their place didn't suffer any physical pain, but those who were too pushy and didn't know their place were naturally dealt with by fists. He Ming frequently fought in public places like school and never came out on top. As a result, his classmates practically regarded him as a devil, and everyone feared him—except for Chunyu Man, of course.

Ever since this beautiful girl was molested, she often teased He Ming, such as sprinkling water on his chair or hiding his books somewhere else, which really gave him a headache.

Of course, you might ask how He Ming knew it was the class beauty who did it. It's actually quite simple: this girl wasn't too bad. Once he fell for it, she immediately admitted to doing it.

He Ming was both annoyed and pleased. Having beautiful girls come to him for revenge was a rare treat, so he made sure to take advantage of them every time. Over time, he touched almost every part of the class beauty's body, except for her private parts.

He Ming knew the other boys were envious and jealous, but who could he blame if he lacked the courage and ability?

This back-and-forth of teasing and touching had made them quite familiar, and their "relationship" had progressed significantly. If Wang Yuxin hadn't been there, He Ming would have already pursued her, but he knew it was best to restrain himself for now.

Besides, the factory business was a pleasant surprise for He Ming. He was making a net profit of 2.5 million yuan a month. If things continued this way, he could open another factory in a month or two, recruit dozens more brothers, and rapidly expand his power. Within a year, he would be a formidable force.

Besides what was happening around him, He Ming also heard from his brothers that the Tianchong Gang and the Liehuo Gang had completely fallen out, and the two groups were now locked in a fierce battle. The Eastern District was back to its previous state of turmoil.

He Ming knew this was because Mei Gui's method had worked; Ling Hao had recently approached him to thank him for the information and revealed that they had already taken action against the Liehuo Gang.

He Ming felt a sense of schadenfreude. First it was Lü Chuan, and now it was Duan Feng. Watching his enemies fall one by one, he secretly admired how effective this method of using others to do his dirty work was. Now he just needed to wait for Duan Feng to suffer the consequences. The

last major event was that Chen Xuan's mother, the former beautiful director of the Health Bureau, had been officially promoted to Vice Mayor of Jiangzhou City. Lü Zhenbing's position had been taken over by an official transferred from another region. This was undoubtedly a significant change, but it had nothing to do with He Ming. However, he was well aware that if he intended to use Wang Yuxin's father's situation as leverage to threaten Li Suya, the effect would be far less than before.

Another afternoon passed. He Ming accompanied Wang Yuxin to the entrance of the alleyway in her neighborhood, only to see her stop and turn around, saying, "Please, don't follow me anymore!"

He Ming didn't speak, nor did he offer any response. How could he give up so easily?

"Please stop bothering me. Do you know your behavior is disrupting my normal life?"

Wang Yuxin said expressionlessly, her tone softening slightly.

"If you don't forgive me, I'll follow you forever!"

He Ming said shamelessly.

"What do you want?"

Wang Yuxin pouted, tears welling up in her eyes.

"I'm sorry, Yuxin, I just want you to forgive me!"

He Ming apologized with some pity. He didn't want the girl to be hurt either, but he couldn't bear to give up on the girl who had once shielded him from harm.

"Forgive? We've broken up now, you have another girlfriend, what difference does forgiveness make!"

Wang Yuxin sobbed, but her face remained stubborn, as if trying to appear less vulnerable.

He Ming hesitated, unsure how to explain. Frankly, even if the girl believed him, he couldn't predict the consequences if his wife found out they were back together.

"I'm already fed up enough. Believe me, if you push me too far, I'll disappear from your sight forever!"

Wang Yu's tone was resolute, her eyes fixed on her former boyfriend, a look of inexplicable desolation and despair in them.

"Xiao Xin, please don't do anything foolish!"

He Ming knew this was no joke. Even if he were Wang Yu, such a series of blows would likely cause her to lose faith in life. Besides, she was just a girl; it was already remarkable that she could remain so calm. He pleaded earnestly.

"That depends on whether you give me any breathing room!"

Wang Yu smiled sadly, then turned and left, her steps heavy, her back revealing a loneliness and desolation completely out of place for her age.

Watching the girl's disappearing figure, He Ming sighed helplessly. He knew in his heart that even if he gained Wang Yuxin's forgiveness, their relationship could never return to what it was before. The most crucial issue was still dealing with that awful woman. However, he still wanted to use this method to make up for his guilt and fantasized that their relationship could improve. Perhaps then he could use this as a breakthrough to get closer to her and solve all the problems. But now it seemed that was just wishful thinking; this path was simply not viable.

He Ming stood there for a long time before turning and leaving dejectedly. For the next few hours, he racked his brains, feeling that if this dragged on, something bad would happen sooner or later. He feared that one day Wang Yuxin might be won over by someone else, and he might be cheated on.

“Xiao Xin, because your father left, your family lost its pillar, so your aunt has pinned all her hopes on you. That’s why she’s so against early relationships, and that’s why she made up that excuse to break us up!”

He Ming had planned more than once to tell Wang Yuxin this without his wife knowing. He was confident he could win her back, and then the two of them could secretly date without telling anyone. But he still felt the risks were too great, so he gave up on that idea.

He Ming thought and thought, and finally gritted his teeth. For now, he had to take a hard line. As long as he could find a way to get close to his wife, win her over, and then get her to lie to Wang Yuxin, everything would be fine. Surely she wouldn’t steal his man from his daughter then.

He Ming took out his phone and called his wife, but she still ignored him.

“If you don’t call me right now, I’ll tell Wang Yuxin everything!”

He Ming was getting angry too. He sent a text message, and a few minutes later, the phone rang.

"What do you mean? Don't you want the child anymore?"

The wife's voice was agitated, filled with uncertainty, clearly worried that her threat had lost its effect.

"I've thought it through. Go ahead and get an abortion. I'll pretend my sperm got shot onto the wall. Then I'll immediately tell Wang Yuxin everything. Anyway, she's not my girlfriend anymore. We'll see who suffers more then!"

He Ming's expression was ferocious; he was going all in.

"What exactly do you want?"

There was a moment of silence on the phone. The wife gave in. In her eyes, He Ming was just a middle school boy, probably capable of anything.

"The child in your belly is mine, but now I can't even see you. Isn't that a bit too much? I demand that you visit often. You can't refuse. You must accept the nutritional supplements you bring, not for you, but for the child!"

He Ming stated his demands.

"I can agree to your request, but you must call before you come to visit. I don't want Xiao Xin to see us together all the time. And you must promise not to bother her again!"

The wife, seemingly at a loss for what to do, agreed.

"No problem!"

He Ming agreed without hesitation. After what had happened, he didn't dare to provoke Wang Yuxin again. He needed to figure out how to deal with his mother first.

Finally creating an opportunity for them to be together, He Ming secretly wiped away a cold sweat. If the wife had gone for broke, he wouldn't have dared to go to hell to see the little life that had been murdered before it was even born.

Of course, He Ming was very confident before resorting to this tactic; otherwise, he wouldn't have been so reckless. As an orphan, he had learned to be cautious and thoughtful in his actions to ease his mother's worries. He was mature beyond his years, a result of the pressures of his circumstances.

Chapter 166 You're Ready to Molest My Daughter

He Ming had thought that with the opportunity to meet his wife, they could spend more time together. However, the reality was quite the opposite. She was constantly shuttling between school and home. Going to school was impossible; there wasn't time, and it wasn't appropriate. Going home was also impossible; every phone call revealed Wang Yuxin was home and it wasn't convenient.

He Ming was frustrated. He knew that Wang Yuxin, deeply hurt, wouldn't have the leisure to go out and play. It was perfectly normal for her to stay home after school. Even if she did go out sometimes, she was lying, and he wouldn't know.

He Ming felt he couldn't just wait idly; he had to find a way. After much thought, he decided to simply have his wife come out and meet him.

"Oh, right, she's divorced now, she shouldn't be treated like a wife anymore!"

He Ming subconsciously corrected his subconscious thoughts, dialed Wang Yuxin's mother's phone again, his tone very displeased: "It's been so many days, I haven't even seen you. You keep saying it's not appropriate. If you're really in a hurry, I'll just come to your door, whether she sees me or not!"

"Don't do anything rash. I said I would let you know as soon as I had the chance, but now she stays at home as soon as she gets out of school, I can't do anything about it!"

Shen Yuru certainly didn't want her daughter to see He Ming in her house, so she argued somewhat agitatedly.

"How about this, if we need to meet in the future, I'll ask you out!"

He Ming shamelessly proposed his idea, which was practically equivalent to a "date."

"Ask me out? It's just to deliver some things, is that really necessary? You can have someone else deliver them for you!"

Shen Yuru said very displeased, of course she didn't realize what the young man on the other end of the phone was up to.

"How can that be? Besides delivering some nutritional supplements, I also want to check on the child's situation regularly!"

He Ming's mind raced, and after finding a reasonable excuse, he said confidently.

"Okay, but it depends on whether I'm free!"

Shen Yuru gave in again, unknowingly finding herself at a disadvantage.

"Don't give me the runaround. If you keep calling every day saying you're busy like before, my patience is running out!"

He Ming warned anxiously, hanging up only after receiving a response.

The next afternoon, He Ming finally saw his former perfect wife, Shen Yuru. She was wearing a teacher's uniform, her figure still slender and sexy, with prominent breasts and a pert bottom, beautiful black stockings, a slender waist, and long, straight legs, all accentuated by black high heels—she was incredibly sexy.

He Ming had arranged to meet her at a coffee shop. He gestured for the beautiful young woman opposite him to sit down, his eyes involuntarily fixed on her flat stomach, which remained unchanged, probably because the pregnancy was still in its early stages.

"Just say what you want to say, I'm busy!"

Shen Yuru asked impatiently, showing no intention of sitting down.

"I finally managed to get you out here, and you're leaving before I even had a chance to ask about the child's condition?"

He Ming was somewhat displeased.

Shen Yuru hesitated, but seeing the young man across the table looking so composed and not seeming inclined to let her leave immediately, she had no choice but to sit down. In this subtle exchange, it was clear she was now completely at a disadvantage.

He Ming was somewhat smug; he hadn't expected his desperate gamble to have such an effect. Now it was as if he held leverage over her, and this beautiful young woman had no choice but to obey him. If this continued, there would be substantial progress sooner or later.

He Ming understood, of course, that this was all due to his change in attitude towards the child. In the future, if anything went wrong, he could immediately feign a desperate act, and the problem would be solved instantly. This was called momentum and mindset.

He Ming suddenly had a flash of inspiration: what if he used this method to bind Chen Xuan? He felt he could try it out; his thinking had been too narrow before. Both of them holding each other's nude photos, while neither wanted to completely break off relations, could at least use them to blackmail each other and tie each other down. Besides, he was a man, and Chen Xuan was definitely more nervous than him. Of course, this kind of confrontation was all about momentum and mentality!

Shen Yuru was very confused. She couldn't figure out how much responsibility the young man opposite her had, or how much he valued the child she was carrying, which put him in a completely passive position.

"How are you feeling?"

He Ming asked, putting on a serious expression as the sexy young woman sat down.

"Very good, don't worry about me!"

Shen Yuru replied coldly.

"Oh, have you been to the hospital for a checkup? Did the doctor advise you on what not to eat, or what's better to eat?"

He Ming displayed an extremely shameless attitude, not hoping to get any answers, just wanting to become familiar with her.

"Why are you, a boy, so long-winded?"

Shen Yuru couldn't stand it anymore and asked impatiently.

"I can't help it, you see, I often need to bring you things, and if I buy things that aren't usable, it'll just be a waste, so I have to ask clearly!"

He Ming responded smoothly, having already prepared his response.

"Do you think this is my first time being pregnant?"

Shen Yuru, of course, knew what it would be like if others overheard her talking about this with a boy who was more than half her age, so she forcefully suppressed her voice.

"Oh, then tell me, so I'll know when to buy things in the future!"

He Ming seemed completely oblivious to the beautiful young woman's terrible attitude, still shamelessly pressing for details.

Shen Yuru rolled her beautiful eyes, her expression quite interesting. After staring for a while, she gave up and briefly explained the foods she should avoid, finally saying, "That's fine now. Xiao Xin is waiting at home alone. I need to go back and cook for her!"

Knowing Wang Yuxin was home alone, He Ming didn't dare keep the stunning young woman any longer. He handed her the groceries and watched her leave the coffee shop.

He Ming was quite satisfied. Being able to say so much was an improvement. If he could just say a few more words on each date, the tense relationship would eventually break down. He could gradually get closer, then win her over, and achieve his goal.

Lost in this fantasy, the weekend arrived again. He Ming's gangster father-in-law found him again, meeting at the same teahouse as before. Although their relationship wasn't exactly harmonious, it was no longer as tense as before.

"He Ming, do you remember when I mentioned Ling Zhi's illness to you?"

Ling Hao took a sip of tea. Although he mentioned his daughter, his expression remained calm. This kind of unflappable demeanor was something that could only be formed through the trials of life, just like Chen Yanjun before. Such people might not seem intimidating on the surface, but their true actions could make ordinary people tremble. In short, they were not to be trifled with.

"Yes!"

He Ming nodded. He used to think that "exhibitionism" was just a derogatory term, referring to people with abnormal behavior. He didn't expect it to actually be a disease.

“I learned from the doctor that people who get this disease usually have psychological problems. I asked her about it several times, but there seemed to be a barrier between us, and she wouldn’t say anything. In the end, I got some information from Secretary Su’s daughter. It turns out that when Ling Zhi was in college, because she was too beautiful, the male classmates around her probably felt that they were not good enough for her, and no one dared to pursue her. Seeing the sisters in pairs, she gradually felt ignored. Over time, she developed the idea of using ‘exposure’ to attract attention. Unexpectedly, it became more and more out of control, and that’s why she got this disease.”

After Ling Hao finished speaking, he probably wanted to clear his daughter’s name, so he explained, “Actually, people who get ‘exposure’ just want to attract attention. It doesn’t mean that they are frivolous. So Ling Zhi is definitely not that kind of dirty girl.”

He Ming breathed a sigh of relief. If he married a woman who had been with thousands of men, no matter how beautiful she was, he would feel suffocated. But getting sick for this reason was truly unheard of.

“Later, I learned from her attending physician that people with this kind of psychological illness can only be treated with psychological stimulation; medication has very limited effects!”

Ling Hao then explained in detail, “To put it another way, to cure Ling Zhi’s illness, we must make her understand the serious consequences of such ‘exposed’ behavior. When her subconscious view of this behavior returns to a normal level, that’s when she’ll be cured! Remember what happened in the park not long ago? After that, she didn’t do anything ‘exposed’ for a long time, and even her daily attire became much more conservative, which is enough to prove that this is indeed the right approach!”

He Ming nodded; Ling Hao had said this when they first met.

“So, now that she’s your fiancée, you have to take responsibility for treating her illness. You don’t want to marry her and watch her flaunt her body everywhere, do you?”

Ling Hao changed the subject and asked.

“Of course! Just let me know if there’s anything I can do to help!”

He Ming naturally didn’t want that to happen, but he wasn’t a doctor; how could he treat her? Did he have to pay for it himself? But Ling Hao didn't seem like the kind of person who was short of money.

"I need you to be at my beck and call from now on, to act with me!"

Ling Hao stated his purpose.

"Act?"

He Ming was a little confused.

"It's the same kind of act as that day in the park. I'll have people follow Ling Zhi at all times. If she does anything revealing, I'll immediately notify you, and you go and molest her!"

Ling Hao explained.

"Huh?"

He Ming's mouth dropped open. Such a good thing had actually happened to him; no wonder he dreamt of stepping in dog poop last night.

“However, since you two already know each other and are engaged, even though she harbors some resentment towards you, I'm still worried the impact might not be too strong. So, I'll find a way to resolve this issue to achieve the best possible outcome!”

After saying this, Ling Hao added with concern, “But you must make sure the young man with you doesn't cause any trouble. Last time at the park, it was because of his sudden appearance that not only did it not achieve the desired effect, but I almost got recognized by Xiao Zhi!”

He Ming agreed. He knew Ling Hao was referring to Fu Feng. Through special arrangements, the bodyguard hadn't accompanied him on his last two meetings with Ling Hao. Facing this underworld boss father-in-law, putting on airs wouldn't make him feel superior; it would only make him look down on him.

But to be honest, He Ming was genuinely puzzled. How would Ling Hao resolve the issue of his daughter recognizing him? Would he lock her in a dark room, unable to see anything? That would lack any fun!

He Ming fantasized about how he would humiliate that arrogant woman!

Chapter 167 Torture Ling Zhi, Confined Room Abuse

For the next week, He Ming's anticipated opportunity to ravage Ling Zhi still hadn't arrived. He was itching with desire but helpless, constantly shuttling between home and school. As soon as school ended, he would try every means to call Shen Yuru and arrange to meet her. They met two or three more times, though there wasn't much progress. However, the beautiful young woman wasn't as hostile as before.

As for Wang Yuxin, since the confrontation that afternoon, He Ming didn't dare to cling to her anymore, but he would often follow her from a distance. How could he let go of their past affection? If he saw a certain boy appearing too frequently, he would find an opportunity to "talk" to him.

Wang Yuxin is now one of the school beauties of No. 3 Middle School. With her fame spreading far and wide, she naturally attracts many admirers. There are one or two of them every day, and they can only be described as relentless. As a result, He Ming has dealt with more than ten people in a week. In addition to the grudges he had previously acquired, three groups of people came to cause trouble on Friday alone. However, the result was naturally miserable. This is not because he is truly invulnerable, but because people seeking revenge at school are limited in number, usually only two, three, or four people. Naturally, they are no match for someone like him who has been trained.

Of course, during this time, some people challenged him to fights, but He Ming had no interest in such challenges. He simply said, "I'm always ready to fight," which seemed rather shameless to others, who probably thought he had no help but fight himself.

However, for some reason, despite all the fights, no teacher bothered him. He didn't know if it was because they were afraid of his ferocity and no one dared to report him, or if his connections played a role, which saved him a lot of trouble.

He Ming had no intention of stopping. Even if he had to make enemies of all the boys in the school, he wouldn't let his ex-girlfriend be taken away by someone else.

Another weekend arrived, and when He Ming came in the morning, he found that Chunyu Man, who always teased him, was already there and was secretly glancing at him. His first reaction was that something was amiss, so he didn't dare to be careless and became secretly cautious.

When he got to his seat, he looked down at the chair. The school chairs were painted with a golden yellow paint, so if someone sprayed water on them, it would be impossible to see unless you looked closely. That was why he had been caught in the water spray earlier.

There was nothing on the chair, so He Ming sat down and checked it from side to side, but couldn't find anything wrong. A sense of unease crept in, so he glanced at the class beauty and school beauty, only to see her quickly avert her gaze. He became even more uneasy, checking again, but still finding nothing amiss. He thought to himself, "Something's fishy!"

While He Ming waited anxiously, the bell rang for morning reading. Most of the students entered the classroom, and it became quiet.

"Huh? What's this?"

Just then, the class beauty suddenly held up a pink letter and asked curiously. Although her voice wasn't loud, most of her classmates heard her.

Chunyu Man opened the letter and peered at it. Several classmates around her naturally peeked over as well.

"From the first day I met you, I was deeply attracted by your charm..."

two classmates whispered, the content clearly a love letter.

"He Ming!"

As the class read the last few lines, He Ming clearly heard his classmates utter his name, and then they all laughed in unison, "It's He Ming's love letter to Chunyu Man!"

Hearing this, the whole class laughed and looked at He Ming.

He Ming shook his head speechlessly. He knew he'd been tricked by that woman again. Wasn't this a classic case of belittling others to elevate oneself?

The story of He Ming writing a love letter to pursue the school beauty quickly became the talk of the class. He clearly felt that the looks from his classmates had lessened in fear and increased in mockery. He knew his image was completely ruined.

"Isn't it said that Chen Wei from the second year of high school has been pursuing Chunyu Man? Anyone who gets close to her gets beaten up!"

He Ming faintly heard these words, but he didn't pay much attention. If this caused Chen Wei to come after him, that would be one more thing. He already had enough enemies; one more wouldn't matter.

On Wednesday evening, He Ming finally received a call from Ling Hao. By then, he had finished his tutoring session, so he said goodbye to his beautiful adoptive mother and went out.

He Ming got into the van that Ling Hao had sent to pick him up in front of the Taoyuan District gate, and drove straight to an abandoned factory where he met his future father-in-law, a triad boss.

“I’ve had people watching Ling Zhi. Tonight, as soon as they saw her do that, they immediately had a few guys she didn’t recognize pretend to be thugs trying to rape her and brought her here. Now her limbs are tied up and her eyes are blindfolded. The foreplay is done. You can go in now. I don’t need to tell you what to do, right? But I want to say that in order to avoid any psychological trauma to her that might affect her future life, you’d better not have sex with her right now. Otherwise, do whatever you want with her. It would be good if you could give her a little pain. Don’t young people these days like watching Japanese adult films? You should know about ‘sex and sadomasochism,’ right? But during this time, just don’t let her recognize you!”

Ling Hao, with a large cigar in his mouth, pointed to a room and explained the situation. He was nearly sixty years old and spoke very openly, without any emotion, as if it wasn’t his daughter at all. He

Ming nodded, but he was incredibly excited. Such a good thing was delivered to his door. He must have done too many good deeds in his past life.

He Ming walked briskly into the room, closing the door behind him. In the dim light, he saw the familiar beauty in a corner, her hands and feet handcuffed to an iron frame behind her. Her long, slightly wavy hair hung loosely, and a narrow black cloth covered her delicate face. Although it obscured her beautiful eyes, it didn't detract too much from her beauty. Her shapely figure was fully revealed, wearing a white, tight-fitting pencil skirt. The very short skirt hugged her round, pert buttocks, almost bursting at the seams. Her smooth, long legs were completely exposed, voluptuous and sensual, smooth and rounded, without any embellishment. On her small, jade-like feet were chestnut-colored high-heeled sandals. Her snow-white skin and bright red nail polish created a striking contrast, exuding a fatal allure.

He Ming, watching her slightly swaying, tall, delicate body, approached with a look of lust.

"Let me go! Do you know who my father is?"

Ling Zhi heard He Ming's footsteps and threatened him, twisting her serpentine body. The handcuffs on her limbs rattled.

He Ming wanted to laugh, but knew he absolutely couldn't make a sound. So, unmoved, he walked closer, carefully examining the alluring body. Her two full breasts looked astonishing, pushing the fabric high and taut, revealing their incredible elasticity.

He Ming reached out and gently touched her smooth, white face, savoring the delicate softness of her skin and the intoxicating warmth.

"No, what are you doing?"

Ling Zhi struggled to move her head away, trying to avoid his lecherous hand.

He Ming leaned closer, sticking out his tongue and lightly licking the beauty's smooth face. The delicate touch filled his tongue, and the alluring fragrance filled his nostrils, a look of intoxication appearing on his face.

"No, my dad is the leader of the Tianchong Gang! If you dare do anything, he won't let you off!"

Ling Zhi struggled desperately. She probably never dreamed that all of this was arranged by her father.

Seeing her stubborn expression and recalling his previous arrogance towards her, He Ming felt a surge of violence. He suddenly reached out and grabbed the two full breasts of the beauty.

"Ah..."

Ling Zhi cried out in surprise, struggling violently, but her limbs were handcuffed and she couldn't move at all.

He Ming grabbed the two full breasts and gently kneaded them. Even through the thin layer of clothing, his fingers slid in without any resistance. He was surprised to find two nipples in his palms. This wanton beauty wasn't wearing a bra; she really was an exhibitionist.

Upon discovering this, He Ming felt his lower body rapidly engorged. He couldn't wait to reach down, grab Ling Zhi's super short skirt, and violently lift it up.

"No! Stop!"

Ling Zhi struggled to twist her body, shouting her protest. Although her fair wrists were red from being rubbed by the cold metal, it was no use in stopping Ran He. He Ming instantly lifted her skirt, pulling it all the way up to her breasts.

He Ming stared in astonishment at the body before him. Apart from her underwear, she wasn't even wearing panties; her entire body was now completely exposed.

Ling Zhi was 1.7 meters tall, alluring and slender, with a perfectly proportioned body, full breasts and hips, a slender waist and long legs. Her skin was as smooth as cream, except for a small black mole on her left lower abdomen, which contrasted with her fair skin

and added a touch of allure. Her large, plump breasts, though unsupported by any clothing, stood proudly erect, showing no signs of sagging.

Most striking was her vulva, completely hairless, like a young girl's private parts, pink and tender, with clearly visible pale pink labia majora, a dark slit in the middle, and a small clitoris peeking out at the top.

He Ming greedily reached out to Ling Zhi, grasping her trembling breasts that hung limply at her chest as she bent over. His large hands easily filled her warm, soft breasts, gently kneading them; the soft touch sent shivers down his spine.

"Let me go, you beast! My father will kill you if he finds out!"

Ling Zhi threatened as she struggled, a hint of fear unconsciously creeping onto the proud woman's face.

He Ming remained silent, using two fingers to pinch and pull hard on her right nipple, stretching it considerably. Ling Zhi cried out in pain, "Ouch! You bastard, let me go... you'll die a horrible death!"

He Ming squeezed the tender nipple between his knuckles and rubbed it forcefully for a while before releasing her. Ling Zhi's nipple turned purple and burned with pain. Humiliated like this, she finally shed tears and pleaded, "Please let me go! What do you want? I'll give you anything!"

He Ming wanted to say "I want to have sex with you," but he knew he couldn't say it aloud. His gaze shifted downwards, and he excitedly moved behind her, squatting down. Ling Zhi's limbs were bound and suspended, her legs spread wide apart, unable to move at all. She couldn't see anything, and a look of confusion appeared on her face. She probably thought that the person who had assaulted her had a change of heart and given up.

He Ming stared at her plump buttocks, his head getting closer and closer, wanting to get a better look.

Ling Zhi felt heavy breathing on her sensitive buttocks and immediately understood what was happening. She cried out in alarm, "No! What are you doing?"

He Ming chuckled lewdly, reaching out with both hands, his thick fingers vulgarly prying open her labia. Ling Zhi desperately twisted her buttocks, trying to get rid of those hateful fingers, cursing, "You beast!"

But no sooner had she finished cursing than she felt her hair being grabbed by another large hand, her head being violently lifted, and she cried out in pain, "It hurts!"

Enraged by the repeated curses, He Ming grabbed one of Ling Zhi's plump breasts and began to greedily knead it, even more frantically than before. He swallowed hard as he kneaded, his crotch bulging high.

He then pinched Ling Zhi's nipple, twisting it desperately while bringing his face close to hers, greedily licking it with his tongue.

"Ah, no..."

Numb, painful, and itchy, Ling Zhi desperately pulled her face away, trying to escape He Ming's indiscriminate kisses.

He Ming freed one hand, reaching down to cover her bare, pink vulva, rubbing and caressing it wantonly, occasionally gently pinching her erect clitoris and pulling it outwards.

"Ah, no, no..."

Ling Zhi's body convulsed, whether from pain or pleasure, it was unclear.

He Ming recklessly slid his fingers downwards, finding the small opening, and like a snake, relentlessly probing deeper, manipulating her most private organ like a toy.

"No, it hurts! I'm still a virgin! No!"

Ling Zhi screamed hysterically, sounding like a plea, a final pleas for her chastity.

He Ming was slightly taken aback, a surge of surprise instantly filling his mind. He had never imagined that this exhibitionist beauty was still a virgin. To verify, he squatted down again, parting Ling Zhi's two pink petals to reveal a narrow passage. Sure enough, he found a semi-transparent membrane obstructing his view.

Of course, He Ming couldn't possibly break his future wife's hymen with his fingers, so he used two thick, bony fingers to gently probe and manipulate inside her vagina, even scraping the sensitive flesh with his fingernails.

Ling Zhi, unable to bear this humiliation, couldn't help but sob uncontrollably, tears seeping from the black cloth covering her eyes.

He Ming felt a pang of sympathy, but considering the matter, he knew that if he didn't act ruthlessly now, she would become his wife, and if she were exposed in public, it would be a terrible loss.

He Ming ruthlessly raised his hand and slapped her white buttocks several times, the force not light, the sound echoing around.

"Ah..."

Ling Zhi sobbed, letting out a painful moan. Bright red finger marks quickly appeared on her plump buttocks.

He Ming came up behind Ling Zhi again, and with a touch, he spread her reddened buttocks apart a little more, revealing the deep cleft of her buttocks. Her pink anus contracted gently with her sobs, and a little honey-like fluid was already flowing from her snow-white vulva.

"Damn, so lewd!"

He Ming chuckled inwardly, then inserted his finger again, gently stirring it inside the tender flesh. After a while, he lingered, parting the pink petals again, seemingly wanting to confirm whether the hymen he had seen earlier was an illusion.

Inside the pink labia, the tender, pink, glistening flesh walls writhed, already smeared with glistening, lewd fluid.

Ling Zhi shuddered, crying out, "Let go...no!"

He Ming stared intently at the thin hymen, his lower body throbbing intensely, yet unable to release his pent-up desire, fantasizing about when he could finally break it.

With this thought, He Ming reluctantly leaned closer, extending his tongue to gently lick the tender flesh of Ling Zhi's vagina.

"No! It itches!"

Ling Zhi twisted her slender waist, her plump buttocks swaying from side to side, occasionally bumping against He Ming's face.

After licking for a while, He Ming looked at the pink anus, then extended his finger, without any foreplay, and thrust it inside.

"Ah, it hurts! No!"

Ling Zhi cried out, her entire body trembling.

He Ming felt a pleasurable sensation as his finger was gripped by the tender flesh inside, so he slowly began to move it in and out, while his other rough fingers pried open and kneaded her tender labia, roughly playing with her sensitive vagina and anus.

"Ugh..."

The gradually intensifying pleasure made Ling Zhi involuntarily let out a soft moan. Out of shame, she quickly shut her mouth, biting her labia tightly with her teeth. Her heart was bleeding, but she tried her best to endure it, not wanting to lose face in front of this lecherous man.

He Ming played with her for a while, then stood up and noticed a trace of blood flowing from Ling Zhi's lips. Her teeth had actually bitten her cherry lips raw from the effort of enduring it.

"Could she be thinking of biting her tongue and committing suicide?"

He Ming thought fearfully. He was already preparing to take off his clothes, so he quickly stripped off all his clothes. He wanted to use his t-shirt to stuff into the beauty's mouth, but it was too big. So, gritting his teeth, he grabbed his underwear and, without saying a word, pried open Ling Zhi's small mouth and stuffed it inside.

"Ugh..."

Ling Zhi shook her head desperately, but couldn't utter a single clear word. Tears had completely soaked the black cloth covering her face.

He Ming was completely relieved. He then raised his thick penis, took a few steps forward, parted the beauty's legs, and inserted it under her pink mons pubis. He then began to thrust back and forth. Since direct intercourse was not possible, this obviously did not count.

"Ugh..."

Ling Zhi shook her head desperately, probably thinking that she had lost her virginity.

He Ming reached back and grabbed the beauty's plump buttocks tightly, his lower body thrusting rapidly, his penis rubbing against her vulva, followed by the squeezing of her beautiful legs, just like making love.

Ling Zhi's pink vulva opened and closed repeatedly with the friction, her two pink petals fluttering like butterfly wings, her body's pleasure completely beyond her control, and visible lustful fluids began to flow out.

After a long time, He Ming finally trembled all over and ejaculated his thick semen completely onto the beauty's body.

He Ming pulled down Ling Zhi's short skirt; he didn't want to give others a good look after he left. Next was getting dressed, but he was a little embarrassed because his underwear was still in Ling Zhi's mouth. Seeing her half-dead appearance, he didn't dare to take it out immediately, so he simply put on his outer clothes and went out the door.

Chapter 168 Chunyu Man, You Femme Fatale!

He Ming returned home very late, lying in bed, but couldn't fall asleep. The image of the beautiful Ling Zhi begging at his feet kept flashing before his eyes, feeling incredibly satisfied. It was just a pity her father had ordered that they couldn't have sex directly; otherwise, he could release his pent-up desire, which would be even more exhilarating! He

Ming fantasized in his mind. Anyway, it probably wouldn't be just once. He'd search online for methods of torturing women, so he could use them to his heart's content, like wax dripping or bondage—these were well-known methods, though he'd only heard of them and never actually tried them!

He drifted off to sleep until dawn, then rushed to school. Amidst the teacher's nagging, a voice came from outside the classroom, interrupting the normal class.

"Teacher, I need to see Chen Ming!"

A male voice came from outside, sounding like a boy of about seventeen or eighteen.

He Ming even doubted if he'd heard correctly, because he had no recollection of that voice at all.

"Chen Ming? What do you want with him?"

It was a Chinese class, and the teacher, an elderly man in his fifties, was meticulous and clearly wouldn't give him permission so easily.

"Oh, I'm his brother, it's urgent!"

the boy replied without hesitation.

"My brother?"

He Ming was a little confused. Where did he get a brother?

The Chinese teacher had no way to doubt him, so he called out to the class, "Chen Ming, your brother wants to see you!"

Although they had been attending classes for several weeks, He Ming was the only new transfer student, making him quite special. All the teachers already had some impression of him, which was why the teacher hadn't asked such a silly question as "Who is Chen Ming?"

He Ming stood up, somewhat bewildered, and walked out of the classroom, wondering where this "brother" had come from.

Outside the classroom, a senior student in a school uniform stood at the door, his expression cold and unfriendly.

"Come with me!"

the boy beckoned, then walked to the side.

He Ming didn't move. Was he dreaming to be followed without explanation?

The boy took a few steps, then noticed He Ming wasn't following. He turned back and said, "If you don't want to disturb the teachers inside, come with me!"

He Ming was taken aback, but he understood what was going on. Someone was definitely looking for trouble again, using this method to find him during class when there were fewer people, making it easier to fight.

He wasn't afraid at all. Skill breeds daring, and after so many days of practice, he didn't take these inexperienced people seriously. Fine, he didn't want to cause any more trouble for the teachers, so he followed.

After leaving the teaching building, the older boy led him to a deserted corner. The expected large group of people didn't appear; only two men were waiting there, both smoking.

These two men were quite distinctive. One had long, dark red hair and was relatively short; the other had a long face, fair skin, distinct features, and a tall stature—a typical pretty boy.

"You're He Ming?"

The taller boy exhaled a puff of smoke and glanced at He Ming.

"It's me!"

He Ming looked around. This was indeed a good place to make a move; even if he got killed, there wouldn't be any witnesses.

"I heard you wrote a love letter to Chunyu Man!"

The boy glanced at him, his aura suddenly intensifying, like a tiger about to pounce.

He Ming was somewhat taken aback. He had only seen this kind of aura from underworld brothers who had been through life-and-death trials. It seemed this boy was no ordinary person, but he wasn't afraid at all. He smiled coldly: "Would you believe me if I said I didn't write it?"

"Whether you wrote it or not, I still have to advise you, you'd better stay away from her!"

The boy didn't expect He Ming's reply and paused for a moment before speaking.

"Why should I listen to you?"

He Ming smiled indifferently.

"Because I am Hu Wei!"

The boy exuded an aura of dominance.

"Hu Wei?"

He Ming felt the name sounded familiar. After thinking about it carefully, he realized that this was the high school student someone had been talking about a few days ago—the one who would beat anyone who pursued Chunyu Man. However, he hated being threatened, so he smirked and said, "Who does Hu Wei think he is? I don't know him!"

"Hmph, you're asking for it!"

The tall boy flicked his middle finger, and his cigarette flew towards He Ming like lightning.

He Ming turned his head to dodge, but saw the boy raise his leg and slash downwards at him with incredible speed and a slight whooshing sound.

He Ming hadn't expected his seemingly weak opponent to be so fierce. He had no chance to retaliate and had to dodge again.

"Bang!"

The boy's foot slammed into the white plastic pipe behind He Ming, making a loud bang. A large chunk of the pipe was instantly destroyed, and water began to gush out, demonstrating the force of the blow. The other two boys simply stood by, making no move, indicating that they thought their companion was enough to handle He Ming.

He Ming was somewhat taken aback. Although the plastic pipe wasn't hard, the damage it caused was enough to demonstrate the force and speed of the boy's kick. He was surprised and decided to take it seriously.

Taking advantage of the boy's momentary lapse in attention, He Ming swung his own leg at him, using about 60% of his strength.

The boy seemed to completely disregard He Ming, grabbing his shin with his right hand. However, he quickly paid the price for his rival's actions.

He did indeed grab He Ming's shin, but due to misjudging the force, his right hand was knocked backward.

He Ming's leg knocked away the boy's hand, striking him and sending him staggering back several steps against the wall. He steadied himself, looking pale and exhaling heavily.

He Ming was somewhat disappointed. He had thought he could find a sparring partner, but although this boy seemed a bit overconfident, his strength was indeed pitifully weak. At most, he only had a rudimentary grasp of techniques. With such physical abilities, he posed no threat whatsoever. This was a classic case of brute force overcoming all techniques.

The other two boys were somewhat surprised, but they still pounced on He Ming immediately.

He Ming grabbed the red-haired boy's fist, pulled him forward, and tripped him, sending him sprawling onto the dirty ground.

The other boy who had called him earlier made a rather unskilled move—a straight punch with poor speed and power. He Ming managed to block it, but instead, he struck first, kicking the boy in the stomach, causing him to squat down and groan.

Of the three boys, only Hu Wei, who had attacked first, had any real skill.

By this time, Hu Wei, who had been leaning against the wall, had caught his breath and rushed over, raising his leg to sweep at He Ming's head.

He Ming crouched down and, with a low sweeping leg, knocked Hu Wei's standing leg away, sending him sprawling to the ground with a dull thud.

At this moment, the long-haired boy who had fallen into the dirty water earlier had gotten up. Despite having no injuries to his hands, his face contorted with rage, he raised his leg and delivered a low, sweeping kick to He Ming.

He Ming grabbed the boy's ankle, pulled him forward, and then, with a quick sidestep, pinned his collar, dragging him aside like a chick. He lightly tripped the boy with his right foot, pinning him down on top of Hu Wei, who was struggling to get up. At the same time, he grabbed the other boy, who was clutching his stomach, creating a human pyramid of three. His hand pressed down on them like a thousand pounds, making it impossible for them to get up no matter how much they struggled.

"Want to try again?"

He Ming barked menacingly.

The three boys didn't answer, their eyes gleaming with malice as they struggled and glared at him.

"If you want revenge, I'm ready anytime!"

He Ming spat, straightened his collar, and strode away.

Back in the classroom, as he entered, his eyes were drawn to the beautiful school beauty. Seeing her stare directly into his large, bright eyes, he mouthed, "Chunyu Man, you're a femme fatale!"

The poor girl, not understanding lip movements, could only stare blankly.

Chapter 169 Beauty, Trap (Part 1)

The desperate struggle between the Fiery Fire Gang and the Heavenly Chong Gang didn't last long. The disparity in strength was too great, and their momentum quickly waned. In such a short time, it was rare to hear anyone in Jiangzhou calling themselves part of the Fiery Fire Gang.

He Ming was constantly thinking about talking to Duan Feng again, so he frequently inquired about these matters. It was much easier now than before, because the brothers in the factory were all involved in the underworld, and their information was widespread and timely.

He Ming was secretly pleased; it seemed that it wouldn't be long before he could once again ruthlessly punish Duan Feng like he had done with Lü Chuan. This method of using someone else to do his dirty work was indeed very effective.

While gloating over Duan Feng's misfortune, He Ming received a phone call from Mei Gui. She said someone from her hometown had bought some agricultural tools in the East District, but because they hadn't checked the prices beforehand, they were short several hundred yuan and were asking if he could help deliver them.

He Ming was naturally willing; helping his girlfriend filled him with enthusiasm. So he asked his beautiful adoptive mother for leave, saying he had an urgent matter to attend to, and then hailed a taxi straight to the East District.

He Ming encountered Mei Gui, who was dressed beautifully. Her long hair was casually tied up, revealing her delicate, fair face. She wore a pair of dazzling earrings on her exquisite earlobes, with a few strands of hair hanging down on either side, creating a cool and elegant look. She wore a pink, tight-fitting short dress that perfectly outlined her S-shaped curves. Her breasts were full, her waist was slender, and her hips had an amazing, undulating shape, instantly captivating onlookers. Her beautiful legs were almost completely bare, long and straight, and her milky skin seemed to radiate a holy light, dazzlingly white.

"Where is your fellow villager?"

He Ming asked, noticing that Mei Gui was alone.

“Oh, he’s waiting at the farm tool factory. I was worried you wouldn’t be able to find him, so I came here to pick you up!”

Mei Gui replied, hailing a taxi. Once inside, she continued, “It’s his first time in Jiangzhou, and he’s unfamiliar with the area. I met him in the East District earlier, but after clarifying the prices of the farm tools, I realized there was a difference of over a thousand yuan. I was in a rush and didn’t bring that much cash or credit card. Going back to get it would be too late, so I asked you to help me. Thank you so much, Ming-ge. I’ll pay you back when we get back!”

“Pay back what? Why are we talking so much?”

He Ming naturally wouldn’t be so petty. For a woman he liked, like Wang Yuxin, he could throw away tens of millions of yuan, let alone a thousand yuan.

The taxi sped along, and after half an hour, the surrounding tall buildings became fewer and fewer, and the lights grew dimmer. Outside the car window, dense shadows of trees rushed past. He Ming looked at the blurry scenery with a sense of novelty. He had never been to this place before; it was like a completely different world from the bustling city center, bringing a sense of peace that seemed to cleanse his soul.

The car stopped, and He Ming, led by Mei Gui, walked onto a dirt road beside the main road. After walking a hundred or two meters, there was a large factory building with its roller shutter door half-open, letting in a dim, yellow light.

"This is it!"

Mei Gui bowed and went inside first.

He Ming naturally followed. Once inside, he stopped and quickly looked around. In the dim light, the factory was spacious and empty, with no farm tools and hardly anyone around.

"Clang!"

He Ming was about to ask Mei Gui about the situation when he heard light footsteps behind him. He turned around and saw someone standing outside the factory, suddenly pulling down the roller shutter.

"This..."

He Ming felt something was off, his mind a little confused. He looked at Mei Gui with a questioning expression, but just then, a mocking laugh echoed in the empty factory.

"Haha..."

After a laugh that sounded vaguely familiar to He Ming, five or six people walked out of an open door. The one leading them was none other than Duan Feng!

"What's going on?"

He Ming asked Mei Gui in surprise.

"I'm sorry, Brother Ming, I lied to you!"

Mei Gui said in a barely audible voice, her head lowered, not looking directly at He Ming.

Hearing this answer, even if He Ming was stupid, he would understand. This woman must have deliberately tricked him into coming here, and the mastermind behind it all was naturally Duan Feng.

"What exactly happened? Why did you do this?"

He Ming was stunned for a long time, then grabbed Mei Gui's slender shoulders with both hands and shook her violently, his eyes bloodshot.

Mei Gui was like a puppet, unresponsive to He Ming's shaking, her face showing little remorse, only deep desolation and despair.

"Did Duan Feng force you to do this?"

He Ming really didn't want to believe that the woman he had been entangled with for so long would betray him, so he asked loudly, clinging to a sliver of hope.

"Stop barking!"

Mei Gui didn't answer, but Duan Feng spoke up. He didn't know when he had produced a gleaming watermelon knife, and with one hand he was lightly trimming his nails, saying impatiently, "Want to know what happened? Then let me tell you!"

He Ming looked at Duan Feng, waiting for him to continue. He could accept that Mei Gui had betrayed him under threat, but he absolutely could not accept that she would do such a thing for any other reason.

Upon glancing over, He Ming noticed something strange: among Duan Feng's group, a long-haired youth was bound, looking listless, and being held by another person. His face was covered in bruises and red marks, clearly indicating injuries.

"You're the one who told the Tianchong Gang about me distributing the goods midway, right?"

Duan Feng didn't immediately give a reason, but instead asked,

"So what if it is?"

At this point, He Ming felt there was no need to hide anything. The two had a deep-seated grudge, and judging from the current situation, he wouldn't be able to leave easily tonight.

"Then where did you hear this news?"

Duan Feng casually brandished the watermelon knife in his hand, continuing to press. Although his tone sounded calm, a murderous aura permeated the air.

He Ming remained silent. He still held a sliver of hope for the woman beside him and didn't want her to bear the responsibility.

“I know even if you don’t say it, it must be that woman next to you who told you!”

Duan Feng, seeing He Ming remain silent for so long, offered the answer, then continued, “I’ve been distributing the goods for a while now, but no one has known for so long because we’ve kept it well secret. Not to mention outsiders, in the entire gang, apart from a few of my trusted brothers, no one knows. So, guess how that woman next to you found out?”

He Ming frowned, looking at Mei Gui. He remembered that she had previously said she overheard it by chance because she was close to Duan Feng, but now Duan Feng was giving a different story, which was clearly contradictory.

Mei Gui remained silent, standing like a puppet, tears streaming down her face.

“Hahaha!”

Duan Feng suddenly burst into laughter, then said with a hint of mockery, “I’ll tell you, it was my good brother who told her!”

With that, he slapped the bound young man next to him hard across the face, the crisp sound echoing through the factory.

He Ming glanced at the young man and felt that he looked vaguely familiar. It seemed that he was the same young man who had been by Duan Feng's side when they met once.

"You must be gloating, but actually you're more pathetic than me!"

Duan Feng suddenly revealed a contemptuous sneer, his face contorted with rage. He slapped his palm with the back of his knife as he spoke, "Not long ago, someone leaked the news about my distribution of the spoils, so I secretly sent people to track and investigate all the brothers in the gang who knew about it. We didn't find the culprit, but I discovered something else: my good brother of yours has been secretly in contact with that woman next to you!

So I had this idiot arrested and tortured, but I got an unexpected bonus. It turns out he already knew that woman next to you, and they were even boyfriend and girlfriend.

Later, because I took a liking to Mei Gui, they had no choice but to find someone equally powerful to snatch her away from me, so they could elope together. And you, you're the useless piece of trash who was used!"

Duan Feng finished speaking and pointed at He Ming with a mocking expression.

He Ming stood there blankly for a long time, then turned to look at the woman who had always held a place in his heart. His voice trembled slightly as he asked, "Is what he said true?"

Chapter 170 Betrayed by a Woman, Paying Back with His Body (Part Two)

Mei Gui still didn't react, only staring at the long-haired youth who was tied up not far away with a desolate look in her eyes, her ruthlessness terrifying.

A bitter smile appeared on He Ming's face. His chest seemed to be filled with a heavy, turbid air that he couldn't exhale no matter what. It pressed down on his internal organs, causing him to breathe rapidly. The feeling of being betrayed by the woman he loved was truly unbearable, and he never wanted to experience it a second time.

"Mei Gui has never been willing to give her body to me completely. I'm afraid she's saving it for marriage, but for that kid!"

He Ming thought to himself with self-mockery. Looking at the beautiful woman beside him, he couldn't imagine that such a ruthless and cunning heart was hidden beneath that sexy and beautiful exterior. She hadn't shown the slightest flaw for so long, completely deceiving his feelings. She was truly a femme fatale!

Wei Jie's words still echoed in his ears. Indeed, everything had come too beautifully, so beautifully that it felt unreal!

"Damn it, if you had taken advantage of that idiot He Ming taking Mei Gui away and run away with him, I probably wouldn't even know who to seek revenge on now. I never expected that greed would be so insatiable, trying to bring me down. This just gave me time to find the murderer. Heaven has eyes! I've promoted you step by step to where you are now, and it's true what they say, what goes around comes around!" Duan Feng's expression was ferocious

as he moved the watermelon knife in his hand step by step toward the bound youth.

"No, don't hurt him!"

Mei Gui cried out fiercely and rushed forward.

He Ming took two steps forward, grabbed the woman's arm, and refused to let go no matter how much she struggled.

He Ming had made up his mind; he was determined to make this woman pay for her actions. He couldn't let her rush in like that. Otherwise, if she were captured, raped, or stabbed, he would have been used for nothing and wouldn't have gotten any interest back. Betrayed me? Then she'd pay with her body.

"Heh, quite the sentimental one!"

Duan Feng sneered, then moved the watermelon knife aside and turned to He Ming: "Hey He Ming, there's really no irreconcilable conflict between us. Seeing that you've been used, tonight you just need to kneel down and kowtow three times, then quietly watch me do what I do to that woman next to you. After it's over, I guarantee you'll leave unharmed!"

"Are you fucking dreaming and talking nonsense? How about you kowtow three times to me?"

He Ming was now emboldened by his newfound skill. There didn't seem to be many of them, so escaping wasn't impossible.

"Looks like you're going to take the punishment, kid. Third brother, fifth brother, go and cripple him!"

Duan Feng sneered, seemingly not taking He Ming seriously at all, and ordered his two henchmen.

He Ming had been surveying his surroundings since entering. The factory wasn't very large; besides the closed roller shutter at the back, the rest were small doors, some closed, some open. He had no idea which led to the back, and it was impossible to wait until a fight broke out to find it. So, the only way to escape was behind him.

"If you don't want to die, get to the back and see if the roller shutter is locked!"

He Ming pulled Mei Gui behind him and faced the two youths wielding watermelon knives.

The two youths didn't seem to take He Ming seriously; they didn't attack together. One of them stepped forward, raising his knife and slashing diagonally at him.

He Ming dodged, lunged forward, grabbed the youth's knife-wielding right hand with his right, and simultaneously kicked the man hard in the stomach with his right foot.

The young man never dreamed that a teenager could attack so swiftly. Before he could even react, his body was sent flying backward, crashing to the ground and gathering dust. The knife in his hand was already in He Ming's grasp.

The other young man hesitated for a moment, then lunged forward, his watermelon knife sweeping from left to right towards He Ming's waist. His movements were clearly much more swift than the first.

He Ming stepped back to dodge, only to see the young man slash downward again. He slightly sidestepped, narrowly avoiding the attack, and swung his watermelon knife horizontally, slicing through the young man's right hand, which was still too slow to raise due to inertia.

The young man screamed, the knife falling to the ground.

"The door is locked!"

Mei Gui's timid voice rang out at the same time.

He Ming didn't have time to see Duan Feng's reaction. He turned and rushed towards the roller shutter door, leaping high into the air, concentrating all his strength on the watermelon knife, and then thrusting it fiercely into the door.

"Whoosh!"

The sharp blade, propelled by immense force, pierced the roller shutter door without resistance. He Ming simultaneously pulled downwards sharply, creating a gap over a meter long in the blink of an eye.

"Trying to escape?"

Duan Feng's furious roar came from behind. He Ming turned to see the ruthless man already upon him, slashing at him with his blade.

Facing a master like Duan Feng, He Ming dared not be careless. Instinctively, he dodged to Mei Gui's side, simultaneously pulling her hand and quickly retreating.

He Ming understood perfectly well that his actions implied Mei Gui's continued importance to him, and that the man might turn his attention to this "burden" to control him. However, he had no better option. If this woman were captured, he wouldn't be able to leave peacefully either; he would still have to rescue her, which would be tantamount to being threatened with leverage. Therefore, he preferred to go through the trouble of protecting her now.

Duan Feng missed his first strike, then turned and attacked again. The blade, gleaming coldly, whistled through the air; its power and speed far surpassed those of the previous two.

He Ming, holding Mei Gui, had little room to dodge. He aimed his blade upwards, trapping Duan Feng's attack. A sharp pain shot through his hand, and he was secretly shocked by Duan Feng's immense strength.

Duan Feng didn't pull away. Instead, he slashed his watermelon knife, grazing He Ming's hand as he aimed for the knife-wielding arm.

He Ming was startled, but he had seen this move before. He immediately released his grip, and the watermelon knife, losing its support, fell downwards. At the same time, he released Mei Gui's left hand, accurately catching the falling knife and sweeping it horizontally towards Duan Feng's waist.

Duan Feng hastily dodged backwards, his face showing astonishment. He probably never imagined that the boy who couldn't even withstand a single move from him could now force him to retreat.

At this moment, Duan Feng's three henchmen all surrounded him, each looking fierce and menacing, like bloodthirsty monsters.

He Ming knew that the best way to deal with an attack was to shrink his target, preventing the enemy from attacking him all at once. Of course, he wasn't Sun Wukong and couldn't shrink his body, but he could reduce the attack range he was in.

He Ming grabbed Mei Gui and ran to a corner a few meters away, then turned his back and shouted, "Stay in the corner and don't move!"

Duan Feng and his men followed. Sure enough, because He Ming was in the triangular corner, they couldn't attack him from all sides; they had to face him head-on.

One of Duan Feng's men launched the first attack, taking two steps forward and delivering a slash to the head.

He Ming knew that to escape tonight, he had to take down these troublesome henchmen first; otherwise, he wouldn't be able to concentrate on dealing with Duan Feng. So, he focused intently, seizing every opportunity. He raised his knife to parry one of the men, then turned and slammed his left elbow into the young man's chest and abdomen. A muffled groan escaped, and the young man collapsed to the ground, convulsing and groaning.

Duan Feng arrived immediately, his knife sweeping towards He Ming.

He Ming stepped back to dodge, then lunged forward, slashing back with his own knife.

Duan Feng parried with his knife, simultaneously kicking He Ming in the stomach.

He Ming slightly sidestepped, grabbing Duan Feng's ankle, but then saw another young man raise his knife to strike, so he quickly reached out to block.

Just then, Duan Feng reacted, his watermelon knife sweeping towards He Ming's hand gripping his ankle.

He Ming blocked the young man's attack, but his arm was a step too slow to dodge and was struck by Duan Feng. After a sharp pain, a tingling, itchy sensation, like ants crawling on it, followed by blood. ( Chapter
171

, Betrayed by a Woman, Paying Back with His Body (Part 3))

He Ming quickly retreated. He could clearly feel the blood flowing down his arm. A quick glance out of the corner of his eye revealed the wound wasn't too large. He subconsciously moved his left hand and found the pain was still within tolerable limits, not significantly affecting his movement, which reassured him somewhat.

Seeing He Ming injured, Duan Feng didn't pursue. Instead, he signaled his men to temporarily halt their attack, a smug smile on his face, as if he were looking at a dead man.

"Stop resisting! Put down your knife and hand over Mei Gui, and I might spare your life!"

Duan Feng wasn't a fool. He had already seen through He Ming's skills. Although He Ming was injured, it was his left hand, and it didn't seem serious, so it wouldn't affect his fighting ability much. If they fought to the bitter end, their side would inevitably suffer more casualties. So he tried to persuade him to surrender again.

He Ming, of course, had no intention of surrendering. He was busy calculating in his mind. He knew he had to find a way to deal with those henchmen first, otherwise he wouldn't be able to face so many people at the same time, especially with the troublesome Duan Feng. So he decided to launch a surprise attack. He suddenly stepped forward and swung his knife at one of the young men.

The young man was stunned for a moment and reflexively raised his knife to block, but because the strength was too much, the watermelon knife in his hand was actually knocked away.

He Ming immediately followed up with another slash, knocking the young man whose knife he had knocked away to the ground. The movements were so fast that they were completed in the blink of an eye. At this moment, he didn't care about whether he was going to kill someone or not; after all, it was self-defense.

Although He Ming attacked the young man, his attention never left Duan Feng, the most dangerous opponent. Just as he finished his attack, Duan Feng lunged forward with a slash.

He Ming narrowly dodged, quickly retreating. Duan Feng followed closely, his face contorted with rage. Seeing his brothers wounded one by one filled him with fury. Determined not to give He Ming a chance to breathe, he pressed close, unleashing blow after blow.

He Ming dodged and parried, surprised by Duan Feng's strength. Duan Feng's power was no less than his own, and his techniques were precise and well-practiced.

Mei Gui, meanwhile, huddled tightly in a corner behind He Ming, her face pale. Being a woman, how could she not be terrified in such a situation? She dared not move an inch.

He Ming carefully dealt with Duan Feng. His initial choice proved correct; the young man he had kicked down earlier had recovered and was now surrounded by men, knife in hand. This meant that besides the man holding Mei Gui's "adulterer," he was now surrounded by four people. However, due to the confined space, only two could attack at a time; otherwise, he would have been hacked to death long ago.

While dealing with Duan Feng, He Ming also had to focus on the harassment from his flanks. After a long struggle, his stamina began to wane, and he felt a sense of dread. Was he going to die here tonight? He had no doubt that in this godforsaken place, Duan Feng would kill him without hesitation, without a trace.

Because Duan Feng was on guard, He Ming couldn't find a suitable opportunity to eliminate his men; the previous surprise attack was clearly no longer an option.

He Ming was unwilling to be dragged down like this. He decided to take a desperate gamble, seizing a moment of opportunity to target a young man on the other side. He lunged forward, deflecting the man's incoming knife, grabbing his arm and pulling him towards him. He held the knife to the man's neck, but he clearly underestimated Duan Feng's strength. His back, not having dodged quickly enough, was slashed again, the cold, sharp pain immediately shooting into his brain.

He Ming grabbed the hostage and quickly retreated, shouting, "Don't come any closer, or I'll kill him!"

Duan Feng and his men were stunned, not expecting He Ming to suddenly take a hostage.

Actually, He Ming had considered this method before, but he wasn't sure how much Duan Feng would value his brothers, so he decided to take a gamble first. Now, backed into a corner, he had no choice but to try. As

luck would have it, Duan Feng didn't pursue further, his eyes fixed on He Ming, threatening, "Do you dare kill him? Murder is punishable by death!"

"Heh, whatever. Anyway, if you keep attacking without regard for your brothers' lives, I probably won't be able to leave here tonight. Why not take a couple of people down with me before that happens?"

He Ming sneered, then shouted, "Get out of my way, or I'll chop him down right now!"

Duan Feng hesitated, his teeth grinding, clearly unable to make a decision. Letting a tiger return to the mountain—everyone knew the consequences.

"Damn it, I'll say it again, get out of my way!"

He Ming roared, pressing the blade closer, plunging it into the young man's neck. Blood immediately flowed out, and the young man screamed in panic, "No, don't kill me!"

"Get out of my way, let him go!"

Duan Feng waved his hand and retreated. The other brothers, though unwilling, had no choice but to obediently move aside.

"Go!"

He Ming called back to Mei Gui.

Who isn't afraid of death? Seeing a glimmer of hope for escape, Mei Gui stood up and followed He Ming.

"Tell your men to open the roller shutter!"

He Ming ordered again.

Duan Feng hesitated for a moment, then shouted outside, "Da Pao, open the door!"

The roller shutter slowly opened, and He Ming, not daring to be careless, led the hostage out.

"What about Brother Cheng?"

Seeing that they were about to leave, Mei Gui looked at the bound young man not far away and asked.

"Damn it, what does Brother Cheng have to do with me!"

He Ming was furious and shouted.

"No, I won't leave without saving him!"

Mei Gui stopped, seemingly determined to save her lover.

Duan Feng followed closely behind, a strange smile on his face, probably wanting to see how He Ming would handle the current situation. He held a cold watermelon knife in one hand, looking like he was waiting for the right moment to act, which was quite chilling.

"If I can leave here safely tonight, I'll show you what I'm made of, you stinking woman!"

He Ming thought through gritted teeth. Then, with his right hand holding the watermelon knife, he used it to strangle the young man in his arms. His free left hand grabbed Mei Gui's arm and pulled her away, then tightly embraced her slender waist.

"No, Brother Cheng, I won't go!"

Mei Gui struggled fiercely, but no matter how hard she tried, she couldn't break free from He Ming's iron-like grip. Although she had been cut, the injury wasn't serious, and his grip was still incredibly strong.

"Duan, you and your brothers stay inside. Don't come out, or don't blame me for being ruthless!"

He Ming commanded as he moved out. He was now very strong, and he dragged the hostage and Mei Gui out the door. Looking around, he saw only one person outside, so he moved confidently towards the street, shouting, "Duan Feng, you and your brothers had better stay here and not follow me. Once I'm safe, I'll release this bastard. Otherwise, you'll face the consequences!"

He Ming knew very well that if these people kept entangled like this, any opening would lead to devastating consequences. Mei Gui struggled in his arms, and the piercing pain in his arms and back made him furrow his brow.

Duan Feng, naturally unwilling to give up, unconsciously moved forward.

Enraged, He Ming pushed the knife further in, shouting, "Follow me any further, and

I'll kill you!" At the same time, the hostage in his arms screamed like a pig being slaughtered, "Ah, no, big brother, save me! I don't want to die!"

Hearing the screams, Duan Feng finally stopped, watching with resentment as He Ming moved further away.

The distance of a hundred or two meters felt like an eternity. Mei Gui's struggles made He Ming's movement extremely slow, essentially dragging two people at once. If he weren't strong enough, he wouldn't have been able to move an inch.

He Ming was furious. Once they were safe, he would teach this woman a lesson. Not only had she toyed with his feelings, but she had almost tricked him out of his life. He knew without a doubt that Duan Feng had captured the adulterer and then threatened Mei Gui to deceive him.

Finally reaching the main road, He Ming shouted at the young man he was holding hostage, "Hold down a taxi for me!"

The young man, unable to utter a word of protest, readily agreed. Taxis were scarce in the suburbs, and it took quite a while before one finally passed by. He quickly flagged it down. He Ming finally breathed a sigh of relief, as Duan Feng and his men were just a few dozen meters behind them.

Not wanting the taxi driver to be scared away, He Ming, seeing the car about to stop, reached down with his watermelon knife and lightly sliced the unfortunate hostage's leg. He then threw the knife away amidst a scream, shoved Mei Gui into the car, and got in himself. He immediately urged the driver, "Driver, hurry! Someone's robbing us!"

Hearing that someone was robbing them, the taxi driver didn't dare wait and immediately started the car. Behind them came the angry shouts of Duan Feng and his gang.

He Ming, with one arm around the struggling Mei Gui, let out a long sigh. He had never felt so close to death as he had tonight. As he relaxed, a sharp pain shot through his arm and back.

"No, I won't go! I have to save Brother Cheng!"

Mei Gui, oblivious to his own mortality, still clung to her beloved Brother Cheng.

He Ming had wanted to rest quietly for a while, but the woman beside him was incredibly annoying. His anger flared, and he slapped her across the face. The sound of car engines nearby didn't attract the taxi driver's attention.

Startled by the slap, Mei Gui paused for a moment, then seemed to realize her predicament. She began to sob softly, becoming much quieter.

"What happened?"

After a while, having driven quite a distance, the taxi driver asked, somewhat shaken. He was probably also wondering why He Ming would hit his companion.

"We came to visit a relative in the suburbs, but we were robbed! We barely escaped! They slashed us twice,"

He Ming readily lied.

"Shall we go to the hospital now?"

the driver kindly suggested.

"Yes, let's go to the nearest hospital!"

He Ming knew he had to treat his wounds first, otherwise he would bleed to death.

After a while, the car stopped. He Ming pulled Mei Gui out of the car. They were at a relatively large hospital. Realizing he would be alone while his woman was being treated, he took out his phone and called Zhang Qiang, asking him to bring a few men.

Because he had urged him on the phone, Zhang Qiang arrived in less than ten minutes. Seeing He Ming's condition, he cursed and demanded to know who had done it.

He Ming didn't have the energy to explain; he just wanted to keep an eye on Mei Gui and get her treated at the hospital.

More than an hour later, He Ming finally came out, his arms and back wrapped in gauze. Fortunately, the doctor said the wounds were not deep. He briefly explained what had happened to Zhang Qiang that night, and then, with Mei Gui, took a taxi straight to the West District. Before that, his beautiful adoptive mother had called several times to urge him to come.

Upon arriving in the West District, He Ming didn't return directly to Taoyuan District. Instead, he took Mei Gui to his factory and had his brothers "confine" the woman who had caused him such a miserable ordeal. Only then, exhausted, did he rush home. He had originally intended to teach that woman a lesson for betraying him, but due to excessive blood loss and the exertion of so much energy, he had no strength left. He gritted his teeth, vowing to "take good care" of her once he had recovered.

When He Ming arrived home, not wanting his beautiful foster mother to worry, he carefully concealed the bandages on his wounds, thus avoiding any trouble.

Because of his back injury, He Ming couldn't sleep well at night. If he accidentally rolled over and pressed on the wound while asleep, he would wake up in pain, his heart filled with resentment: "Duan Feng, I'll avenge this!"

Chapter 172 Betrayed by a Woman, Paying Off with His Body (Part 4)

The next morning, He Ming, fearing his beautiful foster mother would discover something, carefully checked his wound. To his dismay, blood was seeping from it, leaving a noticeable stain on the long-sleeved T-shirt he had borrowed from the factory brothers the night before. He had no choice but to change.

Changing clothes took He Ming almost ten minutes. The pain of being injured was truly unbearable; even the slightest movement would cause a sharp pain. Thinking of this, he hated Duan Feng to the core, secretly resolving to seek revenge once his injury healed.

Having learned his lesson, He Ming deeply understood the importance of personal strength, but because of his injury, he couldn't train for the time being, so he had to patiently wait.

To better conceal his injuries, He Ming put on a loose coat before leaving his room to wash up.

Strangely enough, he hadn't felt much pain for a while after being slashed, but after one night, the two wounds were excruciatingly painful. Even the slightest step or movement of his arm would cause a piercing pain; in this state, even holding a bowl was a problem.

He Ming grabbed the anti-inflammatory medicine prescribed by the doctor and went downstairs. Not daring to linger, he said goodbye to his beautiful foster mother and left for school. During the morning break, he made several calls to his colleagues at the factory to inquire about Mei Gui's condition, only to hear that the woman had become increasingly noisy and disruptive after discovering she was confined to her home, claiming she was going to rescue some "Brother Cheng."

He Ming was furious. If it weren't for his injuries preventing him from engaging in strenuous "exercise," he would have definitely taken the time to flip her onto the bed without hesitation.

At lunchtime, He Ming had plenty of free time, but he didn't plan to go to the factory to see Mei Gui. He didn't know what to say to this woman anymore, nor did he care to say anything. He just wanted to wait until he felt better and then take action to get his revenge.

"Xiao Ming, tell Aunt Xia, are you feeling unwell?"

At the dinner table, Xia Jingmei suddenly asked. She was very observant and quickly noticed that her adopted son's behavior was a little unnatural, so she asked worriedly.

He Ming was speechless. Although he had concealed it well when he came back last night, borrowing new clothes from his brothers at the factory and cleaning up the bloodstains, he was injured now, and his movements were naturally not as free as before. For example, his left hand was a little awkward because of the pain when he held the bowl while eating. He didn't expect that she would notice so quickly.

"It's okay, Aunt Xia, don't worry!"

He Ming smiled perfunctorily.

"Really?"

Xia Jingmei looked a little doubtful, then leaned over and covered He Ming's forehead with her soft, jade-like hand.

Looking at the pretty face so close to his, feeling the soft touch on his forehead, and smelling the intoxicating fragrance in his nostrils, He Ming couldn't help but feel a pang of emotion. How wonderful it would be if this gentle Aunt Xia were his biological mother.

To be honest, He Ming knew very well that if Xia Jingmei were his biological mother, nothing could have happened between them. However, having been an orphan since childhood, what he needed most was parental love, not romantic feelings. So, he preferred this scenario.

"If you feel unwell anywhere, be sure to tell Aunt Xia. You don't seem to be feeling well!"

Xia Jingmei withdrew her hand, reminding him with concern even though she didn't notice any fever.

"Okay!"

He Ming nodded, his heart churning. Every time he was reminded of his biological parents, he couldn't calm down for a long time.

The next few days weren't exactly peaceful. People from the school still occasionally caused trouble, but even with his injuries, dealing with these untrained individuals was manageable with just his two legs, so it didn't cause too much trouble.

Besides, He Ming still insisted on calling and dating his wife every day. Although he couldn't see her every time, he was quite content with the situation.

Being a teenager, He Ming's wound healed quickly. It started itching after two or three days, and within a week, the pain was almost gone. During this time, he only went to the hospital once to have the dressing changed.

Because the wound wasn't deep, it didn't need stitches, avoiding the hassle of removing stitches. He just needed to wait for full recovery before the bandages could be removed. However, He Ming couldn't wait that long. He was eager to do one thing: make Mei Gui pay for her actions.

He Ming, suppressing his resentment for so many days, went straight to the factory on Saturday morning.

Mei Gui had been confined for almost ten days, and He Ming's brothers had confiscated her phone. She looked extremely haggard, but her natural beauty didn't diminish her attractiveness. Instead, it added a touch of pitifulness to her beautiful and sexy appearance.

Having been locked up for so long, she was almost driven mad. As soon as she saw He Ming, she begged to be released.

"You want to leave? I'll grant your wish!"

He Ming sneered, then grabbed her delicate hand and dragged her outside.

Mei Gui was utterly terrified of being locked up and didn't have time to think much. Hearing that she could leave, she didn't struggle much. After

leaving the factory, He Ming hailed a taxi, then shoved Mei Gui into the car, demanding the driver take her to Taoyuan District. Because of work, her beautiful adoptive mother had already gone to work, and their spacious home was extremely quiet, so there was no fear of being disturbed—perfect for doing whatever she wanted.

"Where is Taoyuan District? What are we going there for?"

The excitement of leaving the factory gradually subsided, and Mei Gui began to feel restless. She seemed to finally realize her current situation; in fact, she was still essentially deprived of her freedom, and she certainly didn't know how the boy she had used and then betrayed would treat her.

He Ming's face was indifferent, and he said nothing. In fact, his anger was churning inside; if it weren't for the inappropriate time, he probably would have already taken action.

"No, let me go! I don't want to go to any Taoyuan District!"

Mei Gui seemed to realize the danger and began to shout, demanding the driver stop.

"Driver, ignore her, keep driving!"

He Ming ordered, then turned back and said, "If you don't want to suffer, shut up!"

Mei Gui seemed to remember the slap she received that night, and instinctively shut her mouth, daring not to make a sound again.

When they arrived at Taoyuan District, He Ming dragged the woman out of the car, then carried her into his home, upstairs, into her room, and threw her onto the bed.

"Do you know why I brought you here?"

He Ming said without any emotion.

Mei Gui shrank timidly to one side, her beautiful eyes filled with fear as she stared blankly.

"Being betrayed, you have to get some compensation, right?"

He Ming's face showed a mocking expression as his eyes began to scan Mei Gui's alluring body. This woman was truly a beauty. Although she looked fearful, her casually curled-up body revealed a curvaceous figure that aroused lust, especially her long, slender legs, which were incredibly sexy. The faint red rose tattoo on her fair instep was extremely sensual.

Mei Gui finally realized what was happening, her fear intensifying. She frantically tried to shrink into a corner of the room, nervously protesting, "What are you doing? Don't come any closer!"

He Ming grinned lewdly, his eyes fixed on the beautiful, sexy lamb in the corner, approaching step by step.

"Don't come any closer, or I'll kill myself!"

Mei Gui had nowhere to retreat. In her panic, she thought of threatening suicide.

"Go ahead and die! If I don't get the compensation I want, I won't mind going after your parents. If I remember correctly, your family lives in Guliu Village, Lishui Town!"

He Ming had anticipated this tactic and devised this despicable method to threaten her.

"No, please, please don't go after my parents!"

Mei Gui pleaded desperately, completely forgetting her fear.

"Whether you go after them or not depends on your cooperation!"

Seeing that he had achieved his desired effect, He Ming walked straight up to her and embraced her soft, delicate body. Although he had done the same thing countless times before, at this moment, he felt a strange pleasure—the pleasure of revenge.

Tears welled up in Mei Gui's eyes; she seemed lost in thought, clearly having given up struggling.

He Ming pinched the woman's fair and delicate chin, lifting her head. Seeing her tear-streaked face, his sense of revenge was further satisfied. He lowered his head, like a thirsty beast, and opened his mouth wide, completely covering her luscious lips. His tongue, like a venomous snake, shoved straight inside.

Mei Gui did not resist, seemingly agreeing to repay the debt with her body, letting the large snake writhe wildly inside her mouth.

He Ming's hands were not idle either. Through the thin dress, he began to caress the alluring body that, after putting on high heels, was several centimeters taller than him, swaying it, carefully feeling the stunning curves below, the soft, supple touch. He Ming held

the soft, warm body in his arms, sucking the saliva from the beauty's mouth, feeling Mei Gui's soft breasts rise and fall against his chest through the thin fabric, involuntarily raising his penis to rub against her lower body.

After a moment, He Ming couldn't resist gently lifting Mei Gui's smooth chin, gazing into her misty eyes.

Mei Gui felt He Ming's burning gaze, the hot touch on her inner thigh causing a blush to rise to her fair cheek. Her slightly parted, rosy lips moved rapidly, her full, firm breasts rubbing against He Ming's chest. He

Ming could no longer resist this intoxicating temptation. He lowered his head and pressed his lips to her trembling, soft lips, his tongue pressing firmly against her pearly white teeth. Mei Gui murmured softly, and despite her inner aversion, the physical pleasure gradually overwhelmed her reason, her jaw slowly opening.

He Ming's tongue swiftly slid into her fragrant mouth, chasing her smooth tongue, tasting her sweet saliva.

Mei Gui's cool, delicate body gradually warmed up, her exquisite nostrils exhaling a captivating breath. The mistiness in her bright eyes had faded, replaced by boundless allure. Reflexively, she extended her smooth tongue, intertwining it with He Ming's.

He Ming's left hand encircled Mei Gui's slender, fleshy waist, sliding down to her rounded buttocks, kneading the smooth flesh through her thin dress. His right hand slid from her beautifully shaped jawline across her cool neck, climbing to her full, supple breasts. Her soft, elastic breasts swayed in He Ming's caresses, changing into various enticing shapes.

He Ming's lips left Mei Gui's soft, red lips, licking her fair neck, occasionally tasting the salty flavor of her tears.

Mei Gui tilted her flushed face slightly, letting out a seductive moan in He Ming's ear.

A sweet scent wafted onto He Ming's face. His hands, kneading her breasts, moved downwards, past the smooth skin of her abdomen, and finally to the hem of her short skirt.

"No...don't..."

Mei Gui gasped, her small, white hands grabbing He Ming's hand as he tried to slip under her skirt and pulling him up forcefully. At this crucial moment, a sliver of reason finally surfaced in her.

He Ming tried to break free, but Mei Gui resolutely stopped him. Helpless, he stopped and asked coldly, "Are you really going to refuse? Then you'd better think it over carefully, or you'll regret it!"

Mei Gui was stunned for a moment. Clearly, He Ming's words had brought her back to reality. A hint of resentment rose on her face. Her small hands shyly pulled He Ming's hand to her soft breasts, her lips trembling as she pressed them against He Ming's. Her smooth, fragrant tongue darted out from her rosy lips, actively sliding across his lips.

He Ming was extremely pleased with himself. He captured Mei Gui's tender, fragrant tongue and sucked on it, his large hand slipping under her hem, roaming over her smooth buttocks. Then, his fingers slipped into her narrow, sexy panties from one side, slowly moving downwards along her buttocks.

"Ugh...no..."

Mei Gui moaned softly, instinctively trying to reach out her small, white hand to stop him, but then she stopped midway and let her hand fall limply.

He Ming moved his fingers to her anus, gently stroking it, feeling the soft folds and slight wriggling. After a moment, he withdrew his fingers with satisfaction, wrapped them around her slender waist, and hugged her soft body tightly. He greedily sucked on her tender, fragrant tongue, kissing Mei Gui until she gasped softly, shyly responding to He Ming.

He Ming pushed Mei Gui down onto the bed, took off her dress, revealing her smooth, slender body clad only in her underwear.

Mei Gui lay flat on the bed, her soft breasts rising and falling slightly. Her long, jet-black hair cascaded beneath her, making

her skin appear as white as snow. She shifted her body shyly and nervously, her long, perfect legs rubbing together. A vibrant rose on the instep of one of her fair feet was particularly eye-catching and incredibly provocative. He Ming grasped her foot, gazing at her long, white thighs. His gaze followed her sensual thighs to her slightly raised mons pubis. In the instant she closed her legs, he caught a glimpse of the soft, alluring shape of her pink mons pubis peeking through her white lace panties.

He Ming shifted his gaze to her foot. The arch was slightly raised, the five toes from big to little perfectly formed, the sole clean, white, and smooth. He then grasped her delicate, pink foot and began to lick it, paying special attention to the vibrant rose.

"It tickles!" "

Mei Gui groaned softly, her voice filled with sorrow.

He Ming kissed her from her delicate, pink toes down to her small, exquisite ankles, and Mei Gui squinted, savoring the moment.

He Ming's kisses traveled up her graceful feet to her stunning face, then he reached out and embraced her smooth, white waist, his lips pressing against her red lips.

Mei Gui let out a soft moan, her small hands resting lightly on He Ming's chest.

He Ming greedily sucked on her soft lips..." His tongue teased her pearly teeth, slowly tantalizing her moist, delicate tongue tip.

A blush swept across her bright face, her eyes both shy and alluring. He Ming held the pure and sexy Mei Gui's slender and seductive body, his left hand kneading the firm, smooth skin of her full, rounded buttocks, his right hand encircling her slender waist.

Mei Gui lay beneath He Ming, his hot hands touching her smooth, slender waist. She trembled slightly, her arms involuntarily tightening around He Ming's back.

The thin lace bra couldn't conceal the full, elasticity of her skin. Her firm, soft breasts trembled slightly against He Ming's chest. A shy blush rose on her fair, jade-like face, and her clear eyes gleamed with desire. Her pretty face was flushed, and she didn't avoid He Ming's fiery gaze; she was clearly aroused.

He Ming's hands caressed her smooth, silky waist, then slipped under her breasts, touching them from below. He pushed the bra up and grasped her soft, hot breasts.

Mei Gui's body trembled slightly, and she murmured softly.

He Ming's hands continued to knead her breasts, his fingers teasing her tender nipples. Mei Gui breathed heavily, her eyes unfocused and hazy. Her arms draped softly over He Ming's waist, her full body supple and boneless, her breasts full of wonderful elasticity. Under He Ming's caresses, her nipples slowly hardened, and she couldn't help but let out a low moan.

He Ming pounced on the bed, his right hand pulling down the bra, which had already slipped down to her white neck, from her flushed head and then up to her full, round breasts.

Her alluring breasts were firm and perky, with lovely pink nipples that looked incredibly inviting.

He Ming lowered his head and wildly sucked on the two bright nipples, then kissed his way down to the inside of her delicate thighs. Her body grew hot, and He Ming took her soft little hands and placed them on her full breasts, caressing the delicate nipples. He

looked down at her tightly pressed, pink legs, the thin panties outlining the full contours of her mons pubis, the wet patch in the center of the panties slowly widening.

He Ming slowly pulled off her panties, and the private parts he had admired countless times appeared before his eyes again. Soft, dark pubic hair covered the slightly raised mons pubis, extending downwards to the pink vulva, becoming sparser on both sides, unable to conceal the delicate labia majora.

The delicate pink petals had quietly parted, and clear, lustful fluid slowly flowed out, making the skin even more lustrous. The wrinkled petals gently closed, covering the mysterious opening, and the tender clitoris, like a red bean, peeked out.

He Ming leaned closer, inhaling the intoxicating scent emanating from the vagina, and then began to kiss Mei Gui's tender private parts. Her sexy, red lips were parted, her long eyelashes trembled, and she moaned, "Ah...no...ah...it's dirty."

He Ming opened his mouth and took the smooth clitoris into his mouth, teasing it with the tip of his tongue. Then he parted the gently pressed labia minora, his tongue carrying the fresh scent of Mei Gui's body, sucking on her soft petals.

"Ah...it's so itchy...ah...I'm going to die...ah..."

He Ming used his tongue to roll her tender clitoris between his lips and suck it gently. Her slender waist arched, her round, white buttocks rose high, and her whole body trembled as she brought her vagina close to He Ming's lips, letting out a soft and sweet scream: "Ah...lick me...lick me harder...ah..."

A large amount of lustful fluid gushed from her pink and crystal-clear slit, wetting the soft downy hair and sticking to her tender white legs in clumps.

He Ming licked and sucked for a while, then got up and took off his clothes. He brought his huge penis to the beauty's pretty face and said, "Now it's your turn to suck it!"

Mei Gui's face was flushed with embarrassment. She couldn't refuse, and it wasn't the first time. So she reached out her slender and soft palm and grasped the throbbing penis. A shy blush rose on her pretty face, and her breathing became heavy, warmly spraying onto He Ming's penis.

He Ming gently pushed her head down, simultaneously thrusting his penis closer to her soft lips, saying, "Hurry up, don't dawdle!" He then pressed her long, smooth hair down further.

Mei Gui took a soft breath, lowered her head, her long hair cascading down, obscuring her pretty face. Her small, soft, moist, warm tongue gently licked the tip of his penis.

He Ming gritted his teeth, savoring the intoxicating sensation, saying, "Lick lower...lower still!"

Mei Gui had no choice but to move her tongue little by little, licking from the base of his penis all the way to the glans, then lingering from the base to the sensitive urethra, her sexy red lips gently touching and kissing the shaft.

He Ming let out heavy breaths and groans, his buttocks muscles contracting uncontrollably, his penis thrusting blindly, almost exploding from her skillful tongue's ministrations. He longed to immediately plunge into her tight, hot vagina to release his passion, so he commanded, "Take it in."

Mei Gui's shyness gradually subsided. She breathed softly, her delicate tongue licking the penis, making the glans wet. Her slender hands slowly caressed it, her gentle fingers lightly enveloping the glans. She leaned down, her warm breath brushing against the glans. Then, the penis touched her soft oral mucosa. Her wet, slippery tongue licked back and forth at the urethral opening. Suddenly, the glans was tightly enveloped by her warm, moist oral mucosa, with a suction-like force. Her soft, thin tongue, moist with saliva, curled around the penis, her red lips rubbing the shaft, pushing it towards the base until the tip of the glans touched the hot mucosa of her throat.

Only then did Mei Gui slowly release the wet shaft, leaving only the glans in her mouth, which she licked with relish, her tongue gently teasing it.

Just as He Ming was about to thrust in, she slumped down and swallowed most of his penis into her mouth, like a child sucking on a lollipop, swallowing faster and faster. Her hands gripped the base of his penis, stroking it, her long, smooth hair trembling in waves. His penis thrust in and out of her

cherry-like mouth, pleasure shooting through her spine. He Ming gasped for breath, pressing his hand down on her head, causing her to gag. Tears welled in her large, alluring eyes.

Seeing her pitiful state, He Ming withdrew his penis and placed it between her full breasts, creating a deep, snow-white cleavage—his intentions were obvious.

Mei Gui shyly cupped her breasts, clamping his penis between them, and began to rub them together.

The feeling of being tightly enveloped by those warm, soft breasts was different from oral sex; the smooth breasts were hot, and his penis was surrounded by two soft, fleshy mounds, the pressure causing her breasts to ripple.

He Ming thrust his penis in and out of the deep cleavage between Mei Gui's firm, full breasts. Her skin was smooth as satin, radiating a holy glow.

He Ming began to thrust in and out in response, the tip of his thick penis occasionally brushing against the woman's chin. She gently licked the glans that peeked out from her cleavage.

He Ming pushed his penis higher and higher, making it easier for her lips to kiss the glans.

He Ming withdrew his penis, slowly parted her snow-white legs, and carefully examined her vagina. Against the backdrop of soft hair, her thin labia were pink and delicate, with strands of clear, lustful fluid slowly flowing out.

He Ming placed his hands under her waist, making her vagina protrude. He lifted her slender legs and wrapped them around his waist, leaning down to kiss her. The glans touched her soft labia, slightly parting the closed petals.

Mei Gui clearly felt the direct contact of their genitals, let out a soft "ah," her face flushed, bit her lower lip, closed her eyes, her breathing became rapid, and her soft body stiffened slightly.

He Ming slowly rubbed his penis against her vagina, gently blowing air into her ear. Thinking that this was the woman's first time, his heart softened, and he wanted to stimulate her desire as much as possible to reduce her pain. His penis was covered with her vaginal fluid, squeezing and rubbing against her tender flesh.

Mei Gui couldn't help but breathe rapidly, the vaginal fluid making it even more glistening, her beautiful legs tightly clamping He Ming's waist.

He Ming soaked his penis in her vaginal fluid, sliding it along her wet slit, deliberately asking her, "Are you going in? Is it here? It seems... it seems to be a little lower... no, too low! A little higher... no... it seems... just here..."

He Ming teased her while suppressing a laugh, each time he touched her tender and sensitive opening, deliberately veering away after just a slight incline. Each time this happened, Mei Gui could be heard making seductive nasal sounds.

Under He Ming's constant teasing, Mei Gui involuntarily raised her smooth, white buttocks, searching for He Ming's penis. Taking advantage of her raised buttocks, He Ming gently thrust his penis in, the glans parting her delicate petals and entering her narrow, hot vagina.

"Ah!"

She let out a soft moan, wrapping her arms tightly around He Ming's neck, her beautiful legs coiling around his waist.

He Ming continued forward, his glans, well-lubricated, pushing aside her writhing, narrow layers of flesh. There was slight resistance at the hymen, but with a little effort, it passed smoothly, his penis slowly plunging in under the sucking of her undulating vaginal flesh. What a wonderful vagina!

An intense pleasure of being filled and the tearing sensation of being deflowered simultaneously assaulted Mei Gui. Her delicate eyebrows furrowed tightly, and glistening tears welled from beneath her long eyelashes.

He Ming kissed away her tears, letting his penis remain inside her: "Does it hurt?"

"Ugh...you're bullying me..."

The resentment and pain in her heart found an outlet, and Mei Gui began to sob.

He Ming said nothing, lowering his head to suckle her beautiful nipples, stroking her smooth thighs, trying to arouse her desire and alleviate her pain.

Under He Ming's kisses and caresses, and the teasing stimulation of his throbbing penis inside her vagina, Mei Gui's desire, slightly diminished by the pain, rekindled. She moaned softly, her juices flowing down her white thighs.

He Ming began to slowly thrust in and out. She gasped, moaning, "Mmm...mmm...mmm."

He Ming gradually increased the force of his thrusts, rhythmically alternating between nine shallow and one deep stroke.

This method was very effective on virgins; having just lost her virginity, she couldn't withstand such a fierce and violent attack. The few shallow thrusts satisfied her need for physical friction while also arousing her desire for deeper penetration. Just then, the deep thrust pushed her to the peak of pleasure. Soon, the pain of Mei Gui's deflowering was overwhelmed by the rising tide of pleasure. She clung tightly to He Ming, her long, smooth black hair cascading onto the pillow, her snow-white skin flushed a rosy red, and fine beads of sweat appeared on her delicate nose. She let out a dreamlike moan, "Mmm...mmm..."

He Ming's penis was tightly enveloped by her vagina, each thrust bringing indescribable pleasure! His penis swelled under the tight embrace of her soft flesh, and he couldn't help but begin to thrust wildly.

Mei Gui was experiencing this ecstatic sensation for the first time, and couldn't help but cry out loudly, "Ah...mmm...so...comfortable!" He Ming began to thrust into her quickly and fiercely.

Mei Gui moaned and twisted her slender waist. He Ming hoisted her long, beautiful legs onto his shoulders, his penis forcing open her tender, moist labia and pounding against her. Milky white vaginal fluid mixed with traces of virgin blood splattered from their point of contact.

Mei Gui's body convulsed under He Ming's all-out thrusting, clinging tightly to him and moaning seductively in his ear, "Ah...ah, I...I'm flying...ah!"

During her climax, a torrent of vaginal fluid gushed out, sending shivers of pleasure through his glans. Her delicate, soft vaginal flesh clung tightly to his shaft, but He Ming endured this intoxicating embrace, continuing to thrust within Mei Gui's warm, tight vagina.

Mei Gui breathed weakly, her beautiful eyebrows slightly furrowed. After her climax, a look of pain returned to her face, but her breathing quickly returned, and alluring moans escaped her lips.

He Ming continued to kiss her earlobe, gently moving his penis back and forth at the entrance of her wet vagina.

A moment later, he buried his face in her breasts, kissing her beautiful, pink nipples, which were soft and delicate, tasting sweet in his mouth.

He Ming licked and sucked on Mei Gui's adorable nipples, his glans feeling the wetness and slipperiness of her sensitive vagina. He tried several times to easily penetrate, but each time he only took a small taste and quickly withdrew, making He Ming impatient.

Mei Gui lay limply, her smooth legs wrapped around He Ming's, sighing and moaning, "Mmm...you...can you be a little harder?"

He Ming was more than happy to oblige, holding her slender waist tightly, slightly increasing the speed, and thrusting deeply into her, hitting her clitoris solidly.

Her eyes were as alluring as spring water, her nose was covered in fine sweat, and clear, sticky vaginal fluid flowed down her snow-white thighs. She moaned, "So comfortable...too deep...ah!"

Mei Gui cried out softly and delicately, stimulated by these deep thrusts. She couldn't help but spread her thighs wider, her hands tightly wrapped around He Ming's waist.

He Ming thrust deeply into her tight vagina, his hands lifting her round, upturned buttocks, making her mons pubis even more prominent. Her thigh muscles were taut, supporting He Ming's vigorous thrusts. The insertion of his penis slightly concave her vagina, and the rapid withdrawal brought out drops of vaginal fluid, splashing onto the sheets.

"Ah...ah...so...so comfortable...ah," Mei Gui moaned wantonly. The sounds of skin colliding and genitals rubbing together created a symphony of debauchery. Mei Gui clung tightly to He Ming, her smooth legs rubbing against his body in rhythm with her movements, her soft hands pressing against his taut buttocks. Her eyes were half-open, a deep, shimmering light flowing within them, her long, thick eyelashes fluttering. Her brows were slightly furrowed, but her face held a joyful, amorous expression, her rosy lips appearing vibrant and delicate. His

penis, saturated with vaginal fluid, fiercely attacked Mei Gui's snow-white, tender body; she could no longer utter complete sentences.

"Ah...ah...slower..." she moaned incoherently, her fingers gripping He Ming's back tightly. Her full breasts pressed against He Ming's chest with each thrust.

He Ming lifted her smooth, muscular buttocks, raising her mons pubis high, thrusting against her moist uterus. His penis felt the contractions of her narrow vagina, sucking at his shaft.

Mei Gui, experiencing forbidden fruit for the first time, was very sensitive. Orgasm came quickly, her beautiful body trembling. Uncontrollable shivers accompanied the intense pleasure as she released herself. She arched her snow-white neck, her black hair cascading down like water, her fingers digging into He Ming's muscles, hysterically crying out, "Don't stop...don't stop...ah, it's coming...ah!"

He Ming thrust forcefully, pushing his penis deep into her vagina, sending her to even greater heights.

Mei Gui's trembling body went limp, her hands that had been tightly wrapped around He Ming now resting softly on his body. He Ming slowed down, his penis gently touching her trembling clitoris, still throbbing with the afterglow of her arousal. Mei Gui closed her eyes, slowly calming her breathing. Her small hands gently caressed He Ming's nipples and muscles, her body subtly undulating in response to his tender thrusts. The

continuous friction against his penis created a pleasurable sensation, the lubrication making it feel as if it were soaking in warm water. He gently asked, "Does it feel good?"

Mei Gui had completely forgotten everything, nodding breathlessly.

"Do you like...do you like me?"

He Ming continued.

"Of course!"

Mei Gui answered without hesitation.

He Ming, of course, didn't take her words seriously in this situation. He turned Mei Gui's hot, soft body over.

Mei Gui's snow-white buttocks were raised high as she lay limply on the bed, her hair disheveled. Her pretty oval face was pale from exhaustion, and a faint blush remained on her face from the recent climax. Her eyes were half-open, her small mouth slightly parted, and she was moaning softly through her nose.

He Ming held her smooth, silky buttocks, his penis thrusting into her wet vagina again… During the passionate thrusting just now, Mei Gui had experienced two orgasms, her sticky, clear vaginal fluid spraying all over the sheets.

He Ming's penis slowly pumped in and out of her vagina, enjoying the intense, spasmodic sucking sensation, admiring Mei Gui's beautiful back. Her back was as smooth as silk, her round breasts, slender waist, and round, firm buttocks connected perfectly, without an ounce of excess fat.

Stroking her smooth, upturned buttocks, he gently parted her buttocks, revealing her tightly closed anus and vagina being penetrated and withdrawn by He Ming. She was incredibly wet, constantly flowing, allowing He Ming to thrust smoothly within her tight passage.i=43> He Ming gently and slowly thrust in and out, then with a powerful stroke, he deeply struck her clitoris.

She let out a satisfied moan, swaying her round, white buttocks to meet He Ming's thrusts.

He Ming leaned down, grasped her full, round breasts, and thrust forcefully, breathing heavily in her ear, his glans pressing tightly against her clitoris, gently swirling and grinding.

Mei Gui suddenly bit her lip, tilted her chin back, and her round, white buttocks gently circled in the direction of He Ming's grinding, moaning wantonly, "Mmm...so good...mmm...don't stop, mmm."

Her slender and alluring body became hot, and He Ming kissed her earlobe. She turned her face to kiss He Ming, their tongues intertwining tightly, their sweet, moist breath spraying onto He Ming's face.

He Ming's hard penis thrust in and out of her narrow, moist vagina, forcefully pushing his penis deep into her uterus, the glans rubbing against the tender walls of her vagina.

Mei Gui's pretty face was flushed with desire, her soft moans mingling as she swayed her slender waist. Her fair buttocks rose and fell with He Ming's thrusts, welcoming the intense impact. A trickle of vaginal fluid flowed out continuously, the hot penis searing the vaginal walls, the engorged glans pounding against her clitoris. The intense stimulation sent shivers of pleasure through Mei Gui, who moaned softly, twisting her waist and thrusting her fair, round buttocks back repeatedly, letting the penis rub against the tender flesh inside her vagina. Her vaginal canal contracted rapidly and frequently, sucking at the penis.

Her mouth was slightly open, her long hair hanging down, her small mouth emitting unconscious and irregular breaths as she writhed and clenched beneath He Ming, her perineal muscles spasming in waves.

Mei Gui, lying beneath He Ming, gradually learned to control the rhythm and speed. He Ming let the contracting, moist vagina soothe his penis, the hot clitoris touching the glans. He Ming couldn't resist kneading Mei Gui's fair, round buttocks, a tingling sensation spreading through his penis.

Mei Gui kept moaning softly in He Ming's ear, "Ah...oh...I...so good...ah...good!"

After a moment, He Ming helped Mei Gui up, sat down himself, and made her sit facing him, thrusting his penis in and out. His glans was tightly surrounded by her sticky, wet, and hot vaginal cavity.

Mei Gui gripped He Ming's shoulders tightly, her round, plump buttocks slowly rising and falling, her wet and tight vagina contracting and clenching around his penis. Until the glans touched her tender clitoris, she let out a low moan, "Ah...so full...so swollen."

He Ming's penis thrust in and out of Mei Gui's wet and erotic vagina, slowly raising her buttocks. His penis, covered in her vaginal fluid, rubbed against her soft vaginal flesh as he slowly withdrew, then suddenly put her down when he reached the glans, splitting open the layers of writhing vaginal flesh and thrusting in.

Mei Gui almost collapsed onto He Ming, her breath coming softly into his ear. Each time He Ming thrust deeply, she convulsively clung to him, biting her lip and letting out a soft, seductive moan.

His penis, accompanied by soft "tsk tsk" sounds, powerfully and deeply entered and exited her narrow vagina. Mei Gui's warm, slippery vaginal fluid overflowed, lubricating He Ming's penis; the tight, hot, and slippery sensation was incredibly pleasurable.

After a hundred or so thrusts, He Ming pounced on her, forcefully spreading her long, shapely thighs, his penis plunging deep into her soft vagina.

Mei Gui became wanton, moaning sweetly, "Mmm...mmm...I...I feel so good...you're fucking me to death," her fingers gripping He Ming's strong back as if electrocuted.

He Ming thrust harder into her well-lubricated vagina. Her tender, wet folds trembled and contracted, her vaginal fluid soaking her thighs with the intense thrusting. He vigorously kneaded her round, hemispherical, and incredibly elastic breasts.

Mei Gui was brought to orgasm by him, her juices staining her snow-white, pert buttocks. She trembled beneath He Ming's body, her pearly teeth biting her thin red lips tightly, her hands gripping He Ming's back, her round, pert buttocks thrusting. She gasped, "Faster...faster...deeper...ah...I'm going to heaven!" Her long, slender legs tightly encircled He Ming's waist, her sharp nails digging into his flesh, as she whispered wanton moans in He Ming's ear, "Don't stop! Mmm...please...don't stop...mmm."

Her vagina contracted and convulsed in waves, each thrust bringing He Ming immense pleasure. The urge to ejaculate and completely conquer her made He Ming grit his teeth, using his last strength to thrust into her. Suddenly, she threw herself into He Ming's arms, biting his shoulder hard, her small red lips moaning with pleasure. The pain lessened He Ming's desire to ejaculate, but he continued thrusting into her. Her tender vagina contracted, the powerful suction drawing his penis

in, making her feel like she was dying of pleasure. Mei Gui, with her wet mouth open, whispered seductively in He Ming's ear, "I...I'm coming...give me...ah..." Her body convulsed briefly, her flower spurting out warm, lustful fluid that drenched his glans.

He Ming held her limp body tightly, his penis throbbing and pulsating as it clung to her warm, soft vaginal flesh. Her hot, tender vaginal flesh gripped his penis tightly, the tip of his penis touching her cervix.

He Ming played with her round, beautiful breasts, Mei Gui's attention focused on the overwhelming pleasure. She twisted her incredibly flexible waist, trying her best to cooperate with He Ming's thrusts, answering him dreamily, "Mmm...you bad boy...mmm...mmm."

He Ming's penis swelled even more, thrusting in and out hard.

Mei Gui let out an uncontrollable moan, "Ah...ah...don't stop!"

He Ming panted heavily, thrusting faster. Mei Gui's hands clung tightly to his back, her soft, hot mouth constantly whimpering. Her hair was already damp with sweat, and her small nose was covered with fine beads of perspiration. Her thighs were raised high, and her juices flowed continuously.

He Ming kissed her luscious nipples, thrusting fiercely. Amid Mei Gui's long moans of "Ah...ah no...coming...don't move," he powerfully ejaculated streams of thick, milky semen into her uterus, sending her to another climax.

She lay obediently in He Ming's arms, gently kissing his eyebrows, nose, and lips. He Ming lay on top of her, his penis rubbing gently inside her wet vagina.

Chapter 173 Betrayed by a Woman, Repaying with Flesh and Body (Part 5)

To be fair, He Ming's abilities in that area were truly extraordinary. Mei Gui was a virgin, and being forced, she shouldn't have felt anything, yet he had turned her into a wanton slut, agreeing to anything she asked, completely forgetting basic shame.

Of course, He Ming didn't believe that anything she agreed to in that situation was from her own heart, and naturally, he wasn't smug about it. Just as he calmed down, the naked beauty beside him began to sob softly.

He Ming felt a pang of pity, but it wasn't enough to quell his anger. So, without a word, he got up, dressed, and intended to leave. However, he thought that if his beautiful foster mother returned and saw the woman there, it would be troublesome. So, he ordered, "Get up, put on your clothes!"

Mei Gui didn't respond, continuing to sob softly, immersed in the sorrow of losing her virginity.

"Damn it, get up! Stop crying and whining, don't think this is over. You'll have to pay for what you owe me with your whole life. You'd better behave, or I'll send someone over to your house right now!"

He Ming was furious. This woman had ruined him so much, and now she was throwing a tantrum. If he didn't show some temper, would he even be a man?

Upon hearing that her family was going to be involved, Mei Gui obediently got up, sobbing. However, because of the strain on her lower body, her eyebrows furrowed slightly from time to time, making her look extremely pitiful.

"The bathroom is in the restroom at the end of the hallway!"

He Ming kindly reminded her, seeing the various bodily fluid stains on the woman's body, which were quite unsightly.

Most women are clean, so Mei Gui naturally wouldn't put her clothes on like that. She gently got up, using her clothes to slightly cover her body, and timidly went to take a shower.

"What exactly do you want?"

Mei Gui asked He Ming after showering and getting dressed, her voice pleading, completely devoid of her previous defiant spirit."If you don't want anything, you can leave!" He Ming said calmly.

Mei Gui was slightly taken aback, a look of surprise on her face. She clearly didn't believe she could leave so easily.

"Don't be too happy yet. I told you this isn't over. You betrayed me, and you'll pay for it with your whole life. You're destined to be my woman for life, so I advise you to go back to working at the KTV in Chaoyang Lane. From now on, you'll be at my beck and call. If you dare to run away, or think you can simply end it all with death, then think twice about your parents and relatives!"

He Ming knew he couldn't keep Mei Gui locked up forever, but it would be a pity to give up this beauty like this. So he threatened her, he had to find a way to keep this woman by his side.

Mei Gui looked somewhat desolate, hesitant to speak, but couldn't think of anything to say, and took a step to leave.

"By the way, don't even think about going back to your so-called Brother Cheng. Even if Duan Feng hadn't killed him that night, I would have found a way to make him disappear!"

Although He Ming's words were a threat, they were not just empty words. That idiot had teamed up with Mei Gui to use him, and this revenge had to be taken.

"No, I will never go to him again, please, please don't hurt him!"

Mei Gui's expression suddenly became agitated as she grabbed He Ming's arm and pleaded.

"That depends on your performance!"

He Ming smiled coldly; he didn't promise anything.

In the following days, He Ming ordered his men to inquire about the whereabouts of the so-called "Brother Cheng." Although they didn't get any specific information, they did learn some details about the man.

"Brother Cheng, his full name is Shi Cheng. He's been in the Tianchong Gang for almost twenty years, practically growing up there. He's always been close to Duan Feng, practically a confidant. But we don't know where he's been these past few days; we really can't find out his whereabouts."

This was information obtained by one of the factory's brothers through some underworld connections.

He Ming naturally knew what had happened. He guessed that the idiot had probably been killed by Duan Feng. Although he felt no sympathy whatsoever, if that were the case, he would feel a little regretful, because this debt would never be recovered.

He Ming naturally didn't give up. He continued to have his brothers keep an eye on things. In addition, he also tested Mei Gui, calling her every day to inquire about her, and sometimes even launching surprise attacks. To be honest, he was a little worried that this woman might do something he didn't want to see, but in fact, all of this was unnecessary.

Now, Mei Gui looked at He Ming with some fear in her eyes and was very obedient. Even when doing *that* kind of thing, she wouldn't refuse at all, but she just acted somewhat mechanically.

He Ming was naturally not satisfied, but he believed that as long as he had time, he would definitely be able to win this woman's heart.

Chapter 174 Mother and Daughter in Danger (Part 1)

He Ming would never forget the great loss he had suffered and was determined to get it back himself. However, he knew that everything required thinking and he couldn't just confront things head-on. Not to mention that Duan Feng was already quite skilled, it was still unknown how much strength the Blazing Fire Gang still had. Therefore, he had to find a suitable opportunity. Furthermore, his injuries had not fully healed, so it was not advisable for him to act.

Shen Yuru has been emotionally and physically exhausted lately. First, her husband forced her to sell her body for the sake of the factory, then she became pregnant unexpectedly, then discovered that her daughter's boyfriend was the father of her unborn child, and then came the divorce. She felt like the world was ending.

She considered suicide, but couldn't bear to leave her obedient daughter, so she endured it all. She thought her husband's departure would be temporary and life would settle down, but things were far more complicated than she imagined.

Some of the affected sellers and those who had been poisoned, upon hearing that the manager of the "Kangfu Food Factory" was no longer the head of the household, cursed their bad luck and left. However, some were incredibly persistent, insisting that it was a scheme orchestrated by their husbands, and that they would reconcile once things calmed down.

Shen Yuru found it somewhat ridiculous. How could she and her husband, after so many years of marriage, divorce over financial reasons? But no matter how she explained, they wouldn't stop, and she couldn't do anything about it. They would come to her door every few days to cause trouble, which was incredibly annoying.

Although divorced, Shen Yuru swore that if she had the means to compensate those people, she would not hesitate to give them money in exchange for a peaceful life.

This poor young woman had thought more than once about seeking help from the boy she had a relationship with, but the resentment in her heart prevented her from bowing her head. She truly didn't know how long this kind of life would continue. Moreover, her lively and adorable daughter had been hurt emotionally by the lie she had fabricated, and now her personality had drastically changed; she was taciturn, and her temper had worsened considerably, often arguing back. Sometimes, she really didn't know if what she was doing was right or wrong.

Besides this, there was another thing that made her somewhat desperate about the future: her pregnancy symptoms were getting stronger and stronger. Even if she could hide it for a while, what would people think once her figure changed? A single woman getting pregnant could lie to her daughter that it was a seed sown while her father was alive, but what about others? Gossip would surely swarm in. Whenever

she thought of these worries, Shen Yuru would unconsciously shed tears. She really wanted to find a strong arm to lean on!

For He Ming now, he rarely went directly to Shen Yuru's house, so he naturally didn't understand that the mother and daughter were still facing difficulties. He had always naively believed that since they were divorced, there was no need or responsibility to take responsibility for the things done by the former head of the family. He thought that the individuals or businesses that suffered losses should know that they had no basis to claim compensation, so he had no worries at all.

On Tuesday morning, the first thing He Ming noticed when he arrived at school was that Wang Yuxin was nowhere to be seen until morning self-study. Although he no longer dared to follow the girl all the time, he still made sure to observe her whereabouts from a distance every day, because he was really afraid that someone would interfere during this time.

He Ming felt that this was very abnormal. Wang Yuxin was an excellent student and had been his classmate for two years. Except for two occasions when she was sick, she had never skipped class without a reason.

"Could she be sick?"

He Ming thought to himself, and couldn't help but worry. So, ignoring the Chinese teacher sitting upright behind the lectern, he quietly called Shen Yuru, but after several attempts, the phone was switched off.

This unprecedented abnormality truly panicked He Ming. His mind started racing with wild thoughts. He remembered that in the first year of junior high, a boy in the next class had a gas leak that tragically killed his entire family of three. It was only because this boy hadn't come to school for two days without asking for leave that they were alerted and discovered; otherwise, the bodies might have remained undetected even after they had decomposed.

"Perhaps she was delayed because of something,"

He Ming tried to reassure himself. After the grueling twenty-minute morning reading session, he rushed to Class 1 to check, only to find that Wang Yuxin was still absent. He inquired about the situation, but no one knew why.

He Ming's heart was now pounding. The more he thought about it, the more uneasy he felt. So, he simply picked up the phone and called his homeroom teacher to ask for sick leave, then quickly left the school, hailed a taxi, and rushed to Wang Yuxin's house.

Panting, He Ming rushed to Wang Yuxin's door and knocked, but heard no response. Nervous, he continued knocking and calling out, "Xiao Xin, are you home?"

After a few moments, the door opened, and He Ming froze, for a completely unfamiliar man stood inside.

"Come in!"

the man said coldly without saying much, then reached out and pulled He Ming's arm, stepping aside.

Not knowing the man's identity, He Ming didn't resist and instinctively entered. The scene inside, however, left him speechless.

There were six people in the hall, including Shen Yuru and her mother. They were each held tightly to one end of the sofa by two men, unable to move. Tears streamed down their similarly beautiful faces, making them look pitiful.

"This family sold me toxic fake soy sauce, causing me a loss of 500,000 yuan. I heard you could pay, so I invited you in to verify its authenticity!"

one of the men said to He Ming, though a hint of doubt flashed in his eyes, clearly not believing that such a young boy could produce such a large sum of money.

"I've heard about this too, but the factory was originally owned by the male owner. They're divorced now, so why are you here demanding compensation?"

Although He Ming was angry, he hadn't yet grasped the situation, so he tried to stall for time, using the opportunity to look around.

"Haha, don't think I'm stupid. Marriage and divorce are just a matter of a piece of paper, and can be done anytime, anywhere. Trying to avoid it this way is just a pipe dream!"

The man laughed smugly, thinking himself clever, and then said sternly, "I can't find Director Wang now, so naturally I have to ask the mother and daughter. But now they say you can give it, so there's no need to waste any more words. I'm not some vicious person. Give me the money and I'll release them immediately, otherwise don't blame me for being ruthless!"

He Ming was even more puzzled. Didn't that Father Wang say he would leave the million to these poor mother and daughter? How come he can't even come up with 500,000 now? Chapter
175

Mother and Daughter in Danger (Part 2)

"Don't fucking think about any crooked ideas. Give me the money now, or I won't mind giving you a hard time!"

The man saw He Ming's thoughtful expression and thought he was thinking of some way to deal with it, so he interrupted him.

"He Ming, just give them this money first, consider it a loan!"

Shen Yuru's face rarely showed a pleading expression. She was wearing a classroom uniform, her alluring figure, long stockings, and shiny black high heels accentuated her curves. Being restrained by two large men, she looked remarkably like a character from a Japanese adult film, a sight that stirred the imagination.

Wang Yuxin also looked at He Ming, her usual coldness replaced by a pleading expression.

He Ming didn't immediately agree, not because he was reluctant to part with the money. In his eyes, no amount of money could compare to the safety of his mother and daughter. However, despite this, he wasn't so heartless as to disregard money. He wanted to avoid reckless spending as much as possible, so he wanted to delay and see if a suitable opportunity arose.

“Even if I wanted to give it to you, I don’t have that much money on me right now, and I can’t take it out!”

He Ming wasn’t a superman. Even unarmed, it would be extremely difficult to take down five adult men face-to-face, let alone with Shen Yuru and her mother as hostages. So, while speaking, he carefully observed and controlled the four men, who, perhaps because they weren’t using any weapons against two weak women, relaxed a little.

“Do you have a computer?”

The man thought for a moment, then asked Shen Yuru.

Seeing He Ming agree, Shen Yuru nodded subconsciously, her eyes showing some apology and embarrassment. Thinking about it, she usually treated this young man so well, yet at this crucial moment, she was begging him. Who would be so shameless?

“Alright, go to the computer now and transfer the money to me!”

the man ordered He Ming, then turned to Shen Yuru and asked, “Where’s the computer?”

“In that room!”

Shen Yuru pointed with her finger.

“Let’s go!”

the man said to He Ming.

"Wait!"

He Ming felt they couldn't remain passive. If they didn't find a way to gain some leverage, even if they forced a fight, the safety of Shen Yuru and her daughter wouldn't be guaranteed.

"What?"

The man hadn't expected He Ming to refuse, and his expression became wary.

"I can transfer the money, but you must agree to one condition!"

He Ming's tone was firm, brooking no argument.

"What condition? Don't go too far!"

The man frowned and thought for a moment, probably assuming that a kid like He Ming wouldn't be too cunning, so he reluctantly agreed.

"You must release them first!"

He Ming pointed at Shen Yuru and her daughter.

"Impossible!"

The man instinctively spoke up.

“Don’t rush to refuse. I have no idea what kind of people you are. I need to ensure our safety as much as possible. What if you still do something after I transfer the money? Besides, even if I only release the two of them, I’m still in your hands. What tricks can you play? Surely you six aren’t afraid of a young boy like me?”

He Ming explained patiently, his tone a mix of sarcasm and provocation.

The man hesitated for a moment, glancing at his men with a hint of pleading.

“You’re here for money, right? Unless you already have ulterior motives? If that’s the case, it doesn’t matter whether you give us money or not. Do whatever you want to us. It’ll all be the same in the end!”

He Ming continued to provoke him. He wouldn’t lose anything if he failed. He could just act first, grab the unfortunate guy next to him as a hostage to ensure the safety of the mother and child. If they really agreed, he wouldn’t hesitate to take action.

The man hesitated for a moment, clearly prioritizing money. His tone softened, and he frowned, saying, "I can release them for now, but how can I guarantee they won't call the police or seek help after they leave?"

"How about this," He Ming said after a moment's thought. "Just let them into a room and lock the door from the inside."

Without the mother and daughter as a constraint, he was more confident of victory against the five men.

"Lock them in a room?"

The man relaxed considerably; this was much safer than letting them out. He ordered his men to release Shen Yuru and her daughter and search their phones.

"Lock the door from the inside!"

The men, probably worried about potential phones or extras in other rooms, locked the mother and daughter in the bathroom. He Ming instructed them.

"Be careful!"

Shen Yuru gritted her teeth, enduring the pain, but still warned them. Wang Yuxin also looked at her former boyfriend with concern.

"Don't worry, just remember to lock the door!"

Seeing this, He Ming was overjoyed, feeling the risk was worthwhile.

"Stop talking nonsense, I've agreed to the conditions, hurry up and transfer the money. If you dare to play me, don't blame me for being ruthless!"

the man urged, knowing that the worst thing you could do in something like this, which was tantamount to robbery, was to dawdle.

Watching the mother and daughter enter the bathroom and close the door, He Ming breathed a sigh of relief. Hearing the man's annoying voice behind him, he didn't rush to cause trouble. The living room was too spacious; if they all rushed at him at once, it would be difficult to deal with.

Shen Yuru knew that the computer was in Wang Yuxin's room. He Ming followed the man, pushed open the door, and went inside.

The doorway wasn't wide, so people had to pass through one by one. He Ming was the second one to enter. He had barely taken two steps when he suddenly turned around and punched the shortest, most unlucky of the five men behind him right in the face.

The man, in excruciating pain, instinctively reached to cover his face, but before he could even make the movement, a large foot slammed into his chest. The force sent the unfortunate fellow stumbling backward, knocking the men behind him back.

At that moment, the leader of the group in front of He Ming realized something was wrong and turned around, only to be met with He Ming's menacing face. Before he could react, he was punched in the cheek and staggered to the side.

He Ming didn't pursue, because the remaining three men outside were rushing in. If they all got inside, it would be very disadvantageous for him. So he turned and punched the leader of the group.

The man, seemingly acting on instinct, reflexively dodged He Ming's head-on attack. However, his luck wouldn't last.

Seeing his initial strike miss, He Ming swiftly swung his arm, striking the man squarely in the neck—a very vulnerable spot. A muffled groan escaped his lips, and he collapsed limply.

Including the unfortunate fellow He Ming had attacked first, two men were now incapacitated, leaving three opponents.

He Ming kept a close eye on the leader behind him, the one whose cheek he had struck. That blow wasn't enough to incapacitate him; the man recovered, grabbed a bottle of insecticide, and charged forward in a few strides.

He Ming, no longer concerned with the two outside the door, dodged the man's bottle, then retreated to the side. Glancing left and right, he spotted a broom and, without thinking, grabbed it.

The two men outside rushed in and, along with the leader, surrounded He Ming. However, seeing the long broom in his hand, they dared not charge forward recklessly. As

the saying goes, "an inch longer, an inch stronger," and He Ming, not only physically stronger than the average person, also had the advantage of his weapon. Dealing with three untrained men simultaneously was a piece of cake. He had little patience for a standoff and began a relentless chase, smashing and pounding the remaining three men until they had nowhere to hide. He pursued them from the room to the living room, then to the kitchen, leaving them bruised and battered, begging for mercy before finally stopping.

"Get the hell out of here! You know the Tianchong Gang, right? If you want revenge, think twice before you try,"

He Ming warned dismissively.

The five men dared not disobey and, supporting each other, staggered away.

Looking at the chaotic state of the house, He Ming shook his head helplessly. As he relaxed, he suddenly felt a slight pain in his arms and back, likely from the reopening of his wounds caused by the strenuous activity.

He slightly lifted his sleeve to look at his arm; there was a faint trace of blood seeping out from under the gauze, but he didn't pay much attention. He turned and walked to the bathroom door, letting Shen Yuru and her mother open it.

Chapter 176 Marry Me? I'm Old Enough to Be Your Mother

"Where are they?"

Shen Yuru came out first, looking at He Ming with slight worry for a while, then at the messy room, and asked in confusion.

Wang Yuxin didn't speak, but her expression was extremely complicated, and she also looked at He Ming with a hint of worry. The mother and daughter must have heard the commotion earlier.

"They're gone!"

He Ming shrugged, pretending to be indifferent, but he wasn't completely calm inside. Facing four or five adult men alone, and they were attacking without mercy, he might not see the sun rise tomorrow. Who would remain indifferent?

"Gone?"

Shen Yuru looked incredulous.

"Yeah, I beat them up, and they ran away!"

He Ming himself felt a little unconvincing, as if he were bragging, and a smile involuntarily appeared on his face.

"You, a teenager, chased away six adult men?"

Shen Yuru looked utterly incredulous, and even Wang Yuxin rolled her beautiful eyes dismissively.

"Uh, believe it or not!"

He Ming was stunned for a few seconds, knowing there was no way to explain it, so he could only shake his head helplessly, turn around and look at the mess in the living room, saying apologetically, "The men ran away, but I'm really sorry for making such a mess of the living room!"

"It's alright... wait, you're injured!"

Shen Yuru said half a sentence, then suddenly exclaimed, her beautiful eyes widening as she stared intently at He Ming.

"Injured?"

He Ming looked him up and down, puzzled.

"Your back is bleeding!"

Shen Yuru reminded him, her expression anxious. Wang Yuxin also looked at He Ming's back with concern. Although the two were no longer in a romantic relationship, it was impossible for them to forget their past so quickly. Besides, it was perfectly normal to show some concern for a pure benefactor.

"Oh, it's nothing!"

He Ming knew the wound must have reopened, so he smiled indifferently. Jiangzhou, located in the subtropics, still hadn't completely cooled down even in early October, so after the bandages were removed, he usually only wore a T-shirt. The slight bleeding was clearly visible.

"How can it be nothing? You're bleeding! I don't even know how big or small the wound is. Take off your clothes and let me see!"

Shen Yuru said firmly, then looked at her daughter and said, "There's some Yunnan Baiyao and Band-Aids in the drawer in the room. Go get them!"

Wang Yuxin didn't say anything and quietly went into the room. She must be feeling a mix of emotions right now.

"Forget it, no need to trouble yourself!"

He Ming touched his nose. Shen Yuru's usual coldness was unusually warm, which was quite a surprise.

"Hehe, even if the injury isn't serious, your T-shirt has such clear bloodstains. Are you really going to go out like this? Changing your clothes won't help if you don't treat the wound!"

Shen Yuru smiled slightly. Since that incident not long ago, she had never shown He Ming such an expression.

Looking at that beautiful, gentle smile, He Ming felt a little dizzy and extremely excited. It seemed that taking this risk was completely worthwhile.

He Ming naturally knew that Shen Yuru was right. If there really was blood behind him, he certainly couldn't just go out like that, so he had no choice but to sit down on the sofa.

After a moment, Wang Yuxin came out with the medicine, handed it to her mother, and then stood quietly to the side watching, occasionally stealing glances at He Ming, her expression still so complicated.

"Take off your clothes!"

Shen Yuru instructed, taking the medicine.

"Here?"

He Ming felt really embarrassed. Two beautiful women, one tall and one short, were standing in front of him, yet he still had to take off his clothes. People are so strange; the relationship determines the distance between hearts, which in turn determines the limits of actual actions. If it were before, he certainly wouldn't have been so hesitant.

"Uh... what's wrong with applying some medicine? It's not like you have to take your clothes off completely. What are you being so coy about, you're a boy!"

Shen Yuru paused for a moment, suppressing her laughter.

He Ming felt a little embarrassed, but since the other person didn't mind, it wouldn't be right for a man to act like a woman. So he slowly took off his t-shirt, and the fabric rubbed against his wounds, which actually hurt a bit.

Without the cover of the long-sleeved t-shirt, two scabbed wounds were revealed on He Ming's body: one on his back was over ten centimeters long, and the one on his arm was nearly ten centimeters long.

"My God!"

Shen Yuru stared in shock, involuntarily letting out a gasp. Wang Yuxin stared intently, her mouth agape.

"You...you didn't get this today, did you? How did it get so bad?"

It took Shen Yuru a while to recover, the shock still lingering on her face.

"It's nothing, not deep. I accidentally hurt myself a while ago!"

He Ming naturally wouldn't be upfront, brushing it off casually.

"By the way, Yuxin, were you scared?"

A strange look appeared on Shen Yuru's face. Suddenly remembering her daughter, she looked up and asked.

Wang Yuxin shook her head, saying nothing. She hadn't uttered a single word since He Ming came in.

"Then hurry up and wash your face, then go to class. I'll call the teacher and explain the situation!"

Shen Yuru was a teacher herself, and of course she wouldn't allow her daughter to simply take a morning off because of this.

"Okay!"

Wang Yuxin nodded, then turned and went into the bathroom.

"This wound reopened, didn't it?"

Shen Yuru wasn't stupid; she could guess that.

He Ming didn't agree, just chuckled and said it was fine.

"If it weren't for you today, I really don't know what would have happened!"

Shen Yuru said, still shaken, as she applied Yunnan Baiyao to her wound. She then asked suspiciously, "Did you give them the 500,000?"

"No, if I had, why would we have fought?"

He Ming wanted Shen Yuru to feel indebted, but the mother and daughter were already struggling; if they were suddenly owed 500,000, how could they possibly survive?

"Don't lie to me! If I gave it to them, consider it a loan, and I'll definitely pay it back!"

Even seeing the wound reopen, Shen Yuru still couldn't completely believe that a fifteen or sixteen-year-old boy had chased away five adult men.

"I won't lie to you, but I have a question I really want to ask!"

He Ming said, somewhat puzzled, feeling her slender, smooth fingers gently touching his back, making him feel a little itchy.

"What?"

Shen Yuru answered instinctively, her slender fingers deftly applying the bandage.

"Didn't Uncle Wang say he left you a million? How did it turn out like this?"

He Ming never thought Shen Yuru was stingy; he just wanted to know what had happened so he could help.

"A million?"

Shen Yuru was slightly taken aback, then said, "No!"

He Ming's eyes widened, and he immediately understood what had happened. That man must have run off with the money, yet he had the nerve to talk so sweetly in front of him, pretending to be responsible—it was utterly despicable.

"What exactly happened?"

Shen Yuru stopped what she was doing and pressed for an answer.

"Xiao Xin is at home. I'll tell you after she leaves!"

He Ming's mind raced. He wasn't sure if Shen Yuru still had feelings for her ex-husband, so he decided to take this opportunity to tell the truth and sabotage their relationship.

Shen Yuru didn't say anything more, quietly tending to He Ming's wounds. Her expression darkened; being deceived by her husband, no matter the reason, was a terrible thing.

Wang Yuxin came out, picked up her bag, greeted her mother, gave He Ming a complicated look, and left.

After treating her wound, Shen Yuru got up, took out her phone, and called a teacher at the No. 1 Middle School to give a small lie about her daughter's absence. Then she sat down, looked at He Ming, and said, "Now you can tell me!"

"Uncle Wang told me that because of the previous incident, the family was experiencing financial difficulties, and he was worried that you and your daughter would be struggling financially after the divorce. So he asked me to testify that he planned to threaten the director of Jiangzhou TV station with rape charges to extort one million yuan in compensation, which he would then give to you.

Director Wang was probably afraid that the matter would escalate and affect his reputation, so he did give Uncle Wang one million yuan. I thought he had already given it to you!"

He Ming explained.

After listening, Shen Yuru seemed to have lost her soul, her eyes somewhat vacant. Clearly, this was a significant blow to her.

"Sigh, how could Uncle Wang do this? The factory incident has already affected you and your daughter. Since he received some compensation, even if not all of it, he should at least leave you some. Now he's just run away, leaving you and Xiaoxin with a complete mess!"

He Ming added fuel to the fire.

Shen Yuru remained silent, sitting quietly with a somewhat pale expression.

He Ming, as if possessed, suddenly reached out and grasped Shen Yuru's hand, then said, "Let me take care of you from now on, okay?"

Shen Yuru trembled slightly, regaining her composure. Her eyes, slightly misty, looked at He Ming with a flustered expression. She quickly withdrew her hand, stammering, "I don't know what you're talking about!"

"What I mean is, I want to marry you. We already have a child!"

He Ming persisted, patiently explaining.

"Are you joking? I'm old enough to be your mother!"

Shen Yuru's expression gradually calmed, and she refused.

"What's age in this world? Aren't there many examples of old men marrying young girls?"

He Ming retorted.

"Forget it, let's not talk about this anymore, or I'll get angry!"

Shen Yuru decided not to pursue the matter further, her expression turning cold as she turned her pretty face away.

He Ming didn't press further. He knew that haste makes waste, and some things had to be done step by step. Shen Yuru's attitude towards him had improved significantly; if he persisted, he would eventually win her over.

"You can't wear that dress anymore, I'll find one of your Uncle Wang's for you!"

Shen Yuru suddenly said after sitting for a while, then turned and went into the house, returning a moment later with a white t-shirt.

He Ming thanked her and put it on.

"Aren't you going to class?"

Shen Yuru asked.

"Uh, I got to school this morning and found that Xiao Xin hadn't gone. I called you but no one answered, so I was worried and asked my teacher for sick leave. I'm going to come check on her, so I can go back anytime,"

He Ming replied. He had finally gotten a chance to be alone with the beautiful young woman; how could he be in such a hurry to leave? Developing their relationship was the priority.

"No wonder you arrived so conveniently!"

Shen Yuru nodded, then said apologetically, "Xiaoxin and I were just about to leave when those guys suddenly barged in and threatened us, saying we either had to pay money or reveal Xiaoxin's father's whereabouts, or they would assault us. The situation was urgent, and you just happened to arrive. I had no choice but to tell them you could give them money, which dragged you into this mess. I'm so sorry!"

"It's alright. I'd be willing to die for you!"

He Ming said sincerely.

"Here we go again!"

Shen Yuru shook her head helplessly, then glanced at the messy hall and sighed, "Sit down and rest. I'll tidy up. It's such a mess. I was planning to rush to the school, but it seems I don't have time."

He Ming wasn't in a hurry to leave. He hadn't had a quiet moment in this house in a long time; it symbolized a significant improvement in their relationship. He felt like a true member of the family, and that feeling was wonderful.

Chapter 177 Rural Springtime (Part 1)

Since that day, He Ming had clearly felt that Shen Yuru's attitude towards him had improved considerably. She wasn't as cold as before and often initiated conversations, which made him very happy. He secretly felt that his adventure that day had been well worth it.

Of course, He Ming knew that some people were vindictive. Offending those guys, if he didn't take some serious action, might implicate his mother and daughter. So, he found out their details and sent his men, posing as members of the Tianchong Gang, to secretly visit them one by one.

On Friday, He Ming received a call from Liu Qinyue, asking if he was free for the weekend to accompany her back to her hometown for two days.

He Ming was naturally surprised by this request, but having never left Jiangzhou City before, he was excited at the thought of going out and agreed without asking why.

The next morning, He Ming asked his adoptive mother for leave, saying he was going to visit a classmate in the suburbs that weekend and wouldn't be back until the next day.

Xia Jingmei was quite lenient, carefully asking about the details and giving him a thorough safety reminder before letting him go, repeatedly reminding him to keep his phone on.

He Ming dressed very formally; this trip was to meet his future in-laws, so he couldn't be casual and had to leave a good impression.

Around nine o'clock, He Ming encountered Liu Qinyue. She was dressed stunningly beautifully, her long, flowing hair cascading down her back. Exquisite bloodstone earrings accentuated her fair complexion. A pristine white dress adorned her mature figure, highlighting her full breasts, flat stomach, and rounded hips, creating a perfect S-curve. The knee-length skirt revealed slender, straight legs, and her jade-like skin was translucent and smooth. Silver high heels completed her look, making her appear like a princess from a fairytale, noble and beautiful.

The two boarded a long-distance bus. Liu Qinyue explained that her parents had recently visited and, upon learning of her divorce, insisted on finding her a husband immediately, leaving no room for discussion.

Liu Qinyue naturally refused, leading to a heated argument between the three of them.

"I'm already twenty-eight this year. My parents have long hoped I would find a good husband, but I've consistently disappointed them. I feel truly sorry for them!"

Liu Qinyue touched her smooth forehead, her face tinged with sadness.

He Ming gently pulled her into his arms and said, "I'm sorry, I'm not old enough, and my child is still in school. Otherwise, I would have married you without hesitation. Give me some time!"

"Actually, whether we get married or not isn't that urgent. The most important thing is for them to know that I've found my place!"

Liu Qinyue smiled and continued, "That's why I asked you to come with me to my hometown this time. You can lie and say you're eighteen. I don't want people saying I seduced an old man and a minor!"

Although Liu Qinyue's tone was light, a trace of sadness involuntarily appeared on her face.

"Don't worry, I know what to do, but I'm just afraid they won't believe me!"

He Ming tightened his embrace around the woman, saying with some concern.

"Hehe, with your physique, if you didn't tell people your real age, no one would guess you're a minor!"

Liu Qinyue said with a coquettish laugh. She wasn't just trying to comfort herself; He Ming's height of 1.7 meters was definitely considered tall among his peers, and in this southern region, he was comparable to many adults. Plus, he had become stronger through exercise over the past few months, and the childishness on his face had faded, making him look almost like a "mature teenager" in his early twenties.

"Haha, that's good!"

He Ming was very happy; this trip could be considered a formal establishment of their relationship.

"Uh, pretending to be a son-in-law, you should know how to handle that, right?"

Liu Qinyue asked worriedly.

"Of course, it's just flattering the elders, I know what to say and what not to say!"

He Ming smiled smugly, but instantly realized there was something wrong with Liu Qinyue's words. He tightened his grip on the beauty in his arms slightly, displeased, and said, "What do you mean by 'pretending'? At most, it's like you're not yet married. Are you planning to find another man?"

"What do you mean 'not yet married'? You're really overconfident. When did I agree to marry you?"

Liu Qinyue giggled, teasing him.

He Ming's heart skipped a beat. Although he knew Liu Qinyue was most likely joking, he was still a little apprehensive without a concrete promise. So, he pretended to be angry and withdrew his hand, saying, "In that case, I won't go with you!"

"So stingy! I promise you!"

Liu Qinyue paused for a moment, then said reproachfully.

"Promise me what?"

He Ming was secretly pleased, but didn't show it immediately. He wanted Liu Qinyue to finish her sentence.

"How can you be so mean? There are so many people in this car, it's not good if they hear us!"

Liu Qinyue was somewhat displeased.

He Ming remained silent, arms crossed, staring intently ahead.

"I agree to marry you!"

After about half an hour of this standoff, Liu Qinyue, unable to resist, leaned closer, her luscious lips near the young man's earlobe, and whispered.

He Ming felt a tickle in his ear, and a captivating fragrance filled his nostrils. Hearing the woman's words, he was overjoyed and immediately embraced her alluring body.

Liu Qinyue's hometown was a small village dozens of kilometers away from Jiangzhou City, a two- or three-hour drive.

Upon getting off the bus, He Ming found it to be a very small town, surrounded by low, flat houses, and filled with dust. The air quality was even worse than in Jiangzhou City. If he hadn't been an orphan accustomed to a hard life since childhood, he probably wouldn't have been able to adapt so easily to the big city.

"I need to buy some things, we have to transfer later!"

He Ming, who thought they had arrived, had to face reality again after hearing Liu Qinyue's words. So, following his future wife, he bought a lot of things. Since it was a meeting with his future in-laws, how could he be stingy?

Next, the two boarded another, rather dilapidated-looking bus.

The bus set off again, but this time it wasn't as easy as before. It had entered a dirt road, making the ride extremely bumpy. Dust billowed out as the wheels rolled over it, seeping in through the window cracks. Trying to close the windows was futile; the entire carriage was filled with the pungent smell of tobacco and gasoline, making it almost nauseating. It was a difficult choice.

He Ming was an orphan who had been very poor, living on the margins of society. Therefore, he had no prejudice against the simply dressed farmers around him, except for smoking in this enclosed space.

Fortunately, the journey only lasted less than an hour before Liu Qinyue announced they were getting off. He Ming practically fled, leaping off the bus and greedily inhaling the fresh air. The scenery was infinitely better than the previous small town, with lush greenery everywhere, a sight that instantly soothed his soul.

"What's wrong? Have you never ridden in a vehicle like this before?"

Liu Qinyue couldn't help but giggle, seeing He Ming's somewhat disheveled state.

He Ming smiled sheepishly, secretly marveling at the beauty's nonchalant demeanor; she must have developed a resistance from years of such ordeals.

With the help of the driver, the two dragged their belongings out of the trunk. Then, Liu Qinyue led the way onto a small path.

Looking at the lush, unidentified plants around them and smelling the refreshing air, He Ming felt a surge of energy, as if he had gone from hell to heaven, a truly uplifting experience.

"Since we're going to walk, why are you wearing high heels? Do you want me to carry you?"

He Ming said worriedly, watching the path disappear into the endless sea of plants. In fact, all the things they had bought were now weighing him down.

"I'm not being vain. Should I wear sneakers with these clothes? That would look terrible, so tacky, and make me a laughingstock. It's okay, it's only a ten-minute walk!"

Liu Qinyue shook her head nonchalantly. Luckily, it was late autumn, and there hadn't been any rain; the ground was dry and flat. If it had rained, wearing high heels would have made walking extremely difficult.

He Ming shook his head speechlessly. It seemed women really were creatures who prioritized style over warmth and practicality over comfort.

Like a sudden burst of light after a short while, the dense, seemingly endless swarm of trees along the path receded, revealing a wide, open space in the distance. Within this space lay a spacious depression filled with terraced fields of varying sizes, bare except for piles of straw, indicating the harvest was complete. Farmhouses were scattered about, unlike the crowded conditions of the city.

"My home is over there!"

Liu Qinyue exclaimed, her face beaming with childlike excitement as she pointed to a farmhouse.

"Oh!"

He Ming smiled too. It was his first time in such a place, and he was indeed filled with curiosity, but the thought of meeting his future in-laws made him a little nervous.

Chapter 178 Rural Spring Scenery (Part Two)

Liu Qinyue's house was similar to the surrounding houses, consisting of a main house and two two-story side houses enclosing a courtyard. Although it was fairly spacious, the earthen walls lacked plaster, giving it a somewhat old appearance—at least to He Ming, who was used to city life.

Of course, He Ming observed all of this from the outside. Since Liu Qinyue didn't have a key and no one was home, she could only wait at the door.

"My parents went to work, wait a bit, they'll be here soon!"

Liu Qinyue took out her phone to ask, then casually sat down on the haystack by the door. He Ming also sat down on the ground, looking around with curiosity. He had only ever seen this kind of rural scenery on television. It

was truly the countryside; even in this season, apart from the empty fields, everything was still lush and green, and the air was so pure that a deep breath could dispel all fatigue. He Ming secretly thought how wonderful it would be to live in a place like this forever. Of course, he didn't know the hardships of farmers, otherwise he would never have thought that way.

He waited for a long time, and every now and then someone would pass by the door, greet Liu Qinyue, and then look at He Ming with questioning eyes.

Because they weren't familiar with each other, He Ming didn't know how to speak, and just smiled in response.

"Oh! Isn't this Xiaoyue? What? You're back!"

A short, plump peasant woman, probably around fifty years old, stopped and said in an inappropriately surprised voice.

"Yes, Aunt Zhang, where are you going?"

Liu Qinyue greeted her politely.

"Oh, going to find some pig feed. What are you doing sitting at the door? Why don't you come in?"

Aunt Zhang asked, puzzled.

"Hehe, I don't have my keys with me, and I don't know where my parents have gone to work!"

Liu Qinyue said apologetically.

"I don't know either. Why don't you come to my house and wait? Your brother Guo is home!"

Aunt Zhang invited warmly.

"No, we'll wait here. They'll be back soon!"

Liu Qinyue politely declined, a slight change in her expression that He Ming noticed clearly.

"Huh? Who's this young man? I've never seen him before. Is he your colleague?"

The short, plump woman didn't intend to leave. She stared at He Ming for a moment and then asked.

He Ming was somewhat displeased. This woman was so annoying! But being boyfriend and girlfriend wasn't anything shameful, so he said, "No, I'm her boyfriend!"

"Boyfriend? That's strange. Didn't you just marry a rich man? What's wrong?"

The short, plump woman was determined to pry, not caring whether her words would offend him.

"Divorced!"

Liu Qinyue's face darkened. She didn't intend to say more, simply uttering those two words.

He Ming frowned. Why was this woman so inconsiderate, relentlessly interrogating him about his private affairs?

Seemingly sensing their displeasure, the short, plump woman smiled awkwardly and said, "Hehe, it's good you're divorced. You're both so young, it's much more suitable!"

"Don't mind her, Aunt Zhang is just that kind of person!"

Liu Qinyue said apologetically after the short, plump woman left. After all, she was now essentially the "host" and naturally needed to explain.

"It's alright!"

He Ming smiled slightly, but his mood was quite soured by the woman's words. This wasn't a matter of personality; it was entirely related to upbringing. Anyone with common sense knows it's inappropriate to pry into someone's private affairs.

After about twenty minutes, Liu Qinyue's parents finally returned. He Ming had met them once at the wedding, so upon seeing them from afar, he stood up and went to greet them with his future wife.

The two elders looked at He Ming with some surprise, but anyone with common sense would understand what was going on with a young woman bringing a strange man home, so they didn't ask any questions, opened the door, and invited him in.

He Ming carried the large bags and small packages inside. The house wasn't well-maintained, but it was very clean and tidy, possessing a unique charm compared to high-rise buildings.

"Didn't I tell you not to buy so much stuff?"

Liu's mother said reproachfully. Rural people are reluctant to spend an extra penny.

"Hehe, he bought all of this, I couldn't stop him!"

Liu Qinyue glanced at He Ming. Since she was determined to follow this young man, she naturally had to say something to him.

He Ming nodded repeatedly with a silly grin, "It's alright, it's alright!"

Although the two elders didn't say anything more, there were some smiles on their faces.

After entering the main room, the four of them sat down. Liu Qinyue poured He Ming a glass of water and they started chatting.

"Dad, this is what He Ming bought for you. Mom, this is for you!"

Liu Qinyue picked up two bags and handed them to her parents. The two elders immediately beamed with joy and praised He Ming for his thoughtfulness.

He Ming smiled foolishly, feeling flattered. He had bought those things after asking Liu Qinyue; they were clothes, cigarettes, and alcohol, not worth much money. Receiving such praise made him feel it was well worth it.

After a while, Liu's mother stood up and called her daughter out, leaving only He Ming and his future father-in-law in the main room.

"Young man, where are you from?"

After spending some time together, Mr. Liu had clearly grown fond of He Ming and asked with a slight smile.

"Jiangzhou City!"

He Ming replied casually.

"The city center?"

Mr. Liu asked uncertainly, but after receiving an affirmative answer, his smile deepened. He then asked, "You seem quite young, how old are you?"

"Twenty!"

He Ming paused, then replied without batting an eye. If it weren't for wanting to agree with Liu Qinyue, he would have said he was two years older.

"Twenty?"

Mr. Liu frowned slightly, looking thoughtful, then asked uncertainly, "Oh, still in school? Or already working?" "I am

still in school, but because my father passed away, he left me a factory to manage, so it's kind of a job!"

He Ming said, half-jokingly, trying to show off.

"A factory? What kind of factory? Is it big?"

Mr. Liu suddenly became interested and pressed for details.

"Oh, it's a food factory, a fairly large one, with forty or fifty employees!"

He Ming chuckled, trying to appear nonchalant.

"Forty or fifty employees, that's not bad. How's business?"

Mr. Liu nodded and continued to ask.

"Oh, it's alright, I can probably make a million or two a month!"

He Ming continued, pretending not to care, but his boasting made him want to laugh.

"A million or two?"

Mr. Liu was slightly taken aback, his face showing surprise.

"Yes, it's not much, but it's enough to live comfortably."

He Ming pretended not to understand Mr. Liu's meaning and continued to speak nonchalantly, showing how indifferent he was to such a small amount of money. He did this to prove to his future father-in-law that he would regret not marrying his daughter to him, and also to show that providing Liu Qinyue with a good life was no problem for him.

"That's right, that's right!"

Mr. Liu responded repeatedly, pretending to be calm, but the smile that gradually appeared on his face lingered for a long time.

After chatting for a while, Mr. Liu suddenly called to Mrs. Liu, who had returned to the house, "We'll catch a sheep to slaughter later. Go and call my second and third brothers to help!"

"Okay!"

Mrs. Liu smiled. In fact, she had the same expression when she returned after calling Liu Qinyue out earlier, clearly understanding the situation.

"No need to trouble yourself, Uncle!"

He Ming quickly stopped her. He had always been a quiet person and disliked the noisy, bustling atmosphere of a market. Although he was a true city dweller, his introverted personality, developed from being an orphan, shaped his dislikes.

"Hehe, how can a city person like you get used to our simple country food? We've come all this way, are you just going to go back like this? We'd feel bad if you didn't suggest it!"

Mr. Liu said with a smile. The mother and daughter echoed his sentiments, and He Ming, unable to refuse, had to comply.

Gradually, more people arrived, men and women alike, all busy preparing for the meal. It seemed like they were going to cook for more than just one or two tables.

To cultivate a positive image in his future in-laws' eyes, He Ming naturally couldn't slack off. He helped out inside and out, doing everything within his power, which earned him countless smiles.

"That's Xiaoyue's boyfriend!"

"What? Didn't she just get married recently?"

"I heard they divorced!"

"..."

He Ming heard these whispered discussions several times. He didn't know who had spread the news, but as long as no one spoke maliciously, he didn't care.

"Little Yueyue, so naughty! Divorced in three days, married in two, doesn't refuse old men or children, you're the most carefree and romantic."

Just as everyone was busy chatting, several children suddenly burst in and shouted in unison.

This commotion instantly silenced the entire courtyard.

Chapter 179 Rural Spring Scenery (Part 3)

The awkward silence made everyone present somewhat uncomfortable, involuntarily shifting their gaze to Liu Qinyue, while also glancing at Liu's parents and He Mingsheng from time to time.

"You little brats, don't yell like that, or I'll break your legs!"

One of the men reacted quickly, shouting at the group of children. Those around them also tried to stop them. This kind of thing could be serious or minor; if the parties involved took it seriously, it could severely damage neighborly relations.

Liu Qinyue's expression became quite complex. The forced smile on her face quickly vanished, and she walked sadly into a nearby house. Her father's expression immediately turned cold, like frost in March.

Of course, He Ming wasn't so patient. These children, the oldest around ten and the youngest five or six, were clearly still too young to understand. How could they know such things? Someone must have instigated them. Insulting Liu Qinyue in front of so many people was tantamount to slapping his parents and her boyfriend in the face. If he let it go like this, how could he ever hold his head high in front of these villagers again? He would definitely be seen as someone who could be bullied by everyone.

Although He Ming was furious inside, he tried to maintain a calm expression. He took some candy from the house, went down to the yard, and approached a little boy.

"Brother, the child is just being silly, please don't take it too seriously!"

A woman quickly shielded the little boy beside her, and a middle-aged man also approached, his expression somewhat unfriendly. It seemed he would retaliate if He Ming made a move. Those around them had been secretly observing the Liu family and He Ming, and this action naturally attracted attention, drawing many glances.

"Don't worry, why would I blame a child? I just wanted to give him some candy!"

He Ming smiled slightly; he wasn't lying. Even in anger, he wouldn't lose his temper and wouldn't take it out on these innocent children.

The middle-aged man and woman exchanged puzzled glances, wondering what He Ming was up to.

"Little brother, little brother, that song you sang earlier was really nice! Tell me, who taught you? I want to learn too. Tell me, and I'll give you this candy!"

He Ming spread out his hand, handing over a large handful of candy.

The little boy stood timidly behind the middle-aged woman, his fingers smacking in his mouth. Perhaps because he was a stranger, although his large, watery eyes were fixed on the candy, he didn't speak.

"Tell me, who taught you? Who gave you permission to say that!"

the man suddenly spoke, glaring angrily at the little boy.

He Ming roughly guessed that the man and woman were probably the child's parents. It seemed the father was a rather shrewd person; if someone used his child to offend the neighbors, and he foolishly acted out of localism, letting his son cover it up, then in the end, all the blame would fall on him—it wouldn't be worth it.

"Uncle Xiao Guo taught us!"

the little boy said timidly, a little scared.

"Little brother, little brother, who is Uncle Xiao Guo? Can you take me to see him? Here's some candy for you!"

He Ming suppressed his impending anger and continued to coax him.

The child still didn't say anything, probably out of shyness; tears were already welling up in his large eyes.

He Ming felt somewhat helpless and looked up at the man, hoping he would continue to help question the child, but instead saw a somewhat unnatural face, filled with fear.

He Ming was puzzled. Just now, this man seemed to be acting selfishly, but his attitude changed so suddenly.

"Never mind, He Ming!"

At this moment, Liu's father walked over and patted He Ming's shoulder.

"It's alright, Uncle Liu, I'll take responsibility for anything. Just tell me who this Uncle Xiao Guo is!"

He Ming wasn't going to tolerate this. He was determined to make Li Wei a force to be reckoned with, to let everyone know that this outsider son-in-law was not someone to be trifled with, and that the Liu family was not someone to be trifled with.

"Who is Xiao Guo? Who taught these kids this kind of thing? If you have the guts, step forward!"

Seeing Liu's father's hesitant manner, He Ming shouted at the people around him. For a newcomer from out of town, this was indeed quite domineering.

"Haha, what a bunch of scoundrels! Daring to take responsibility for their actions, are you even a man?"

He Ming guessed that Xiao Guo might be here, so he thought of this impending law.

"Hmph, you're an outsider, yet you're so arrogant. Aren't you afraid of being beaten to death?"

A very shrill female voice suddenly rang out.

He Ming frowned slightly. He found the voice very familiar. Looking in the direction of the voice, he recognized it as the annoying woman he and Liu Qinyue had encountered while waiting at the door.

"What, you're not happy about it? I said that Xiao Guo who insulted my girlfriend, what's it to you?"

There's a saying that a good man doesn't argue with a woman, but it depends on the woman. With shameless women, there's no need to be polite.

"You're just a little bastard from out of town, yet you're so domineering. Didn't your parents raise you properly?"

The woman was clearly arguing unreasonably, unaware that this was exactly what an orphan like He Ming hated most.

He Ming's face immediately turned cold. He didn't say anything more, took two steps forward, and slapped the woman hard across the face.

"Ugh, you're going to kill me! Kill me then! Come on, I'll fight you to the death!"

The middle-aged woman froze for a few seconds, then started screaming hysterically, grabbing and pulling at He Ming.

He Ming, disgusted by the woman's attempts to dodge, couldn't dodge any longer. In a fit of impatience, he slapped her like dust, making her scream like a madwoman.

"Xiao Ming, that's enough, that's enough!"

The two elders of the Liu family tried to stop He Ming. Seemingly hearing the commotion, Liu Qinyue also came out and intervened.

He Ming felt that after this commotion, his authority was basically established. If no one was willing to reveal who "Xiao Guo" was, he could let it go. Of course, his actions were also for another reason: he vaguely remembered that the woman had mentioned "Brother Guo" when she invited them to her house. Perhaps it was the same person, and forcing him to reveal himself was a viable method.

"You little bastard, you wait! I'll go get my son to deal with you!"

The woman, her hair disheveled from the beating, screamed like a madwoman. Because the surrounding villagers stopped her, she couldn't hit He Ming anymore, so she cursed viciously and headed for the door.

"Xiao Ming, you'd better find somewhere to hide!"

Liu's father suddenly said, his expression panicked.

"Hide what? Do you think I'm afraid of anyone?!"

He Ming was also furious and wouldn't listen to any advice. If he backed down now, all his previous efforts would be wasted.

"Brother Ming, what happened? Why did you get into a fight with Aunt Zhang?"

Liu Qinyue didn't know the cause of the incident, so she asked.

"I cursed the person who insulted you, and she insulted me for no reason. By the way, wasn't that Xiao Guo the one who called you 'Brother Guo' at the door earlier?"

He Ming asked after answering.

Liu Qinyue stammered and didn't answer, looking somewhat troubled, as if she didn't know what to say.

He Ming smiled coldly. He knew that was very likely the case, so he didn't say anything, walked to the side, picked up a stick to start a fire, and prepared to fight. He thought to himself, it would be even better if that bastard really came to the door. Since he and that woman were family, judging from their ages, they were probably mother and son.

"Ming-ge, you'd better hide. I know you don't need to be afraid of him with your family's wealth, but you don't have any help now

. That Yang Guo often hangs out with shady people and doesn't know his own strength when he attacks." Liu Qinyue urged him worriedly. She knew He Ming's family's wealth, but this wasn't a competition of who was richer.

"Don't worry, just stay away. If he dares to insult you, I'll make him leave lying down."

He Ming remained unmoved. The Liu family of three couldn't do anything about him and could only watch anxiously. The people around them stopped what they were doing and watched quietly.

About ten minutes later, two people entered through the gate. One was the woman He Ming had beaten earlier, and the other was a young man in his thirties with a buzz cut. Although he wasn't tall, he was very strong, with bronze skin and bulging muscles visible under his short-sleeved t-shirt. What was most chilling was that he was carrying a gleaming kitchen knife.

"Xiao Guo, that little bastard beat me up!"

The middle-aged woman hadn't learned her lesson and was still swearing.

"You dare hit my mother? You're asking for trouble!"

The young man pointed a kitchen knife at He Ming. Seeing the tense situation, the surrounding people quickly retreated, fearing they would be caught in the crossfire.

"Did you teach those kids what they were saying?"

He Ming didn't answer, but instead asked. At this point, the Liu family elders tried to smooth things over, and Liu Qinyue pleaded for He Ming, but the young man remained unresponsive.

"That's right, I taught them. Come and bite me then!"

The young man laughed arrogantly, but his laughter was quickly cut short as He Ming attacked. Without a word, he swung his stick and began to

beat him mercilessly. The young man looked burly, but he hadn't trained at all; he relied solely on brute force. Against an ordinary opponent, he might have been overwhelmed, but he was unlucky to have encountered the trained He Ming.

He Ming didn't look particularly muscular, but his physical condition was excellent. Furthermore, he had learned some basic martial arts techniques, and his attacks and dodges were precise and skillful, handling the situation with ease. He didn't even let the young man touch his clothes.

The Liu family of three wanted to intervene, but they couldn't get close and could only watch helplessly.

The dull thuds of stick hitting flesh echoed. After about four or five minutes, the young man stopped. His ferocity had vanished; he had been hit countless times, his face was covered in scratches, and blood was dripping from his nose. The

surrounding people were dumbfounded. They had never imagined that such a brute could emerge unscathed; attributing it to luck was far too strong.

"Xiao Guo, how are you?"

The middle-aged woman didn't have time to curse He Ming anymore, constantly checking her son's injuries.

"Not satisfied? Come on then!"

He Ming, seeing the young man's fierce eyes, pointed his stick at him.

"You motherfucker, you just wait! Give me your name and address if you dare!"

The young man seemed somewhat frightened and stopped hitting him, only threatening him.

"He Ming, Jiangzhou City. I'm available anytime you need to find me!"

He Ming didn't give a specific location. He wasn't afraid, but he was worried that his beautiful adoptive mother would be implicated.

"Jiangzhou City? That's great! You know the Tianchong Gang, right? I'm a member of the Tianchong Gang

. You'd better kneel down and beg for mercy now, or I'll wipe out your whole family!" The young man was overjoyed and said arrogantly.

"Oh, wipe out my whole family? What a big mouth! You'll have to ask your gang leader, Ling Hao, if he agrees!"

He Ming smiled, took out his phone, and called Ling Hao.

"Yang Guo? Never heard of him. Do you know who he's with?"

Ling Hao was somewhat displeased. The Tianchong Gang was so big; he naturally wouldn't know some small fry.

"Who's your big brother?"

He Ming asked the young man.

"Heh, trying to scare me? You think you can get away with this?"

The young man smiled disdainfully and said nonchalantly.

"Stop talking nonsense! Talk to your gang leader yourself. You'll regret it if you don't answer!"

He Ming handed over the phone.

The young man answered the phone with a hint of disbelief, then his body began to tremble. He bowed and scraped repeatedly like a lapdog. After a brief pause, he hung up and limped respectfully to He Ming, saying repeatedly, "I'm so sorry, brother, we're all family. It's a misunderstanding, a misunderstanding. Please don't hold it against me. Please forgive my rudeness. It's my fault!"

"Get out of my way!"

He Ming waved his hand impatiently.

"Xiao Guo, what's going on? Are we just going to let this go?"

the middle-aged woman asked in surprise.

"Don't make a scene, let's go!"

The young man didn't dare say anything more and limped towards the door, leaving behind a group of bewildered villagers.

"Are you alright, Brother Ming?"

Liu Qinyue hurriedly came over and asked, looking her boyfriend up and down with seven parts anxiety and three parts gratitude.

"It's alright, it's alright!"

He Ming comforted Nan Bangguo, then addressed the villagers standing around in a daze, "Uncles and aunties, please forgive me for making such a scene. I'm very sorry for causing such a commotion when I first arrived. Please continue, I apologize to you all. Now, everyone, continue. I'm starving after this fight, and I'm waiting for food!"

Hearing He Ming's half-joking words, the atmosphere around him immediately became lively. However, the way everyone looked at him changed, carrying a hint of fear, which was exactly the effect he wanted.

He Ming secretly thanked himself for seeing such scenes on television before; otherwise, he really wouldn't know how to lighten the mood. If he had ruined such a joyous occasion, he would have felt quite sorry for the Liu family of three.

That night, they were busy until around midnight. Because there was no solar water heater or anything like that, they could only take a bath by carrying a basin, which was very troublesome. But after a long day of running around, they were also feeling very uncomfortable, so they had no choice but to make do.

After showering, He Ming entered the room. Under the dim light, Liu Qinyue lay sprawled on the bed in a semi-transparent pink nightgown, engrossed in a magazine. Her alluring curves rose and fell like towering mountains under the night sky. Beneath the thin fabric, her fair, delicate skin was faintly visible, and the white lace of her bra was clearly visible, the seductive cleavage strikingly alluring.

He Ming wasn't having an affair; Liu's parents seemed to have accepted him as their son-in-law, so they hadn't prepared any other rooms.

Looking at the earthen walls and old furniture, He Ming felt a strange stimulation. He walked over, sat on the edge of the bed, and reached out to caress her soft body.

Liu Qinyue trembled slightly, her breathing quickened, and her cheeks flushed with the rosy hue of her recent bath, making her incredibly seductive.

He Ming didn't hold back, leaning down and pressing himself against that alluring body. His mouth chased after her fragrant lips, while his hands roamed restlessly, exploring her every inch.

He Ming's hands caressed and kneaded Liu Qinyue's graceful body, slowly removing her nightgown. Her full, white breasts sprang out like jade rabbits as the restraints were released. Liu Qinyue blushed slightly, covering her chest, biting her lower lip and murmuring in a trembling voice, "Mmm...you...you...be gentle, be careful Mom and Dad hear."

"You're so beautiful!"

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