Forced sex with his charming mother-in-law

I recently married my wife. She's petite and pretty, a trait she clearly inherited from her mother. However, compared to my wife's capricious and talkative nature, my mother-in-law is much more mature and virtuous. Although she's 50, her skin is well-maintained, her figure is full, and every word and action exudes the unique charm of a mature woman.

The "Chaotic KTV" isn't actually called "Chaotic." It's just that the atmosphere here is always a bit smoky, which is why this rather unappealing nickname has spread.

Whether it's college students indulging on the weekend, working-class guys reluctantly having a good time, or heartbroken guys who've been ripped off by their girlfriends, they're all regulars here. Of course, some big spenders also frequent this place. This last group is the high-spending group, the VIPs that the hostesses in the private rooms pay the most attention to.

It was another weekend, as noisy as ever.

A young man in a white shirt smiled and reached out to pinch the waist of a woman who looked like a middle-aged woman, only to have his hand slapped away by the woman. “Behave yourself, I’m a respectable woman now.”

The young man chuckled. “Sister Lan is most charming when she’s pretending to be innocent.”

“Get lost, are you looking for a beating?!”

This young man in the white shirt was Yi Jun, the new security guard at the chaotic KTV. No one could tell what this guy, with his devilish aura that seemed to invite a beating, used to do. Yi Jun himself hadn’t said, and no one had asked him in detail. Occasionally, someone would ask him what he did before, and he would just laugh and say, “I raised pigs in the army.” Everyone would laugh it off, and Yi Jun would chuckle too.

In short, in this KTV, Yi Jun was practically a nobody. Most of the female waitresses or hostesses in the private rooms would never pay attention to someone like him. They only paid attention to rich young men, or those gullible suckers who could be easily swindled out of large sums of money by their sweet talk.

Only experienced middle-aged women like “Sister Lan” would occasionally sense a masculine charm about him that made women drool.

"If you've never loved, never suffered, never been innocent, never indulged, you wouldn't understand this kid's eccentricity and flirtatiousness"—that was Sister Lan's assessment of him. It was rather crude, but spot on.

Therefore, even though Sister Lan had already "become a respectable woman," she still wouldn't refuse Yi Jun's lighthearted teasing, which didn't cross any lines.

Just as they were joking, Yi Jun's gaze, fixed on the doorway, suddenly froze. A complex expression flashed across his

face, but he didn't look away. Sister Lan turned around and saw a very beautiful and fashionable girl in a dress walk in, accompanied by a glamorous yet handsome young man. Yi Jun's gaze was fixed on the girl in the dress.

Sister Lan pinched Yi Jun's arm. "You brat, what are you looking at with those thieving eyes of yours! Staring at customers is impolite. We have to follow the rules in this line of work... Feeling a bit hot down there? I'll find you a girl to cool you down?"

Yi Jun snapped out of his daze and gave Sister Lan's "kindness" a rather unusual rejection: "Those girls are boring! Sister Lan, if you really pity me, you should do it yourself, hey."

"You shameless bastard!" Sister Lan pretended to kick him in the calf. It didn't hurt, just made him feel weak all over.

At this moment, the girl Yi Jun was staring at at the door also saw Yi Jun and was stunned at the same time.

This girl's name was Lin Yashi, Yi Jun's first love!

A little over a month ago, Yi Jun came to this city, saying he had been discharged from the army and hadn't been assigned a job. The reason he came to Jiangning City was because his girlfriend, Lin Yashi, had come here after graduating from university.

At the time, Lin Yashi felt that Yi Jun not only had no chance of being promoted to officer, but he didn't even have a decent job, so she was very unhappy, though she didn't say it outright. However, just half a month later, Lin Yashi broke up with him. Her reason was "we're not compatible," but the real reason was obvious. And after saying goodbye, she ruthlessly got into her new boyfriend's BMW and drove off—a blatant slap in the face, as if deliberately mocking Yi Jun's poverty.

The day of the breakup was a night of torrential rain—right in front of this chaotic karaoke bar. Yi Jun, who never yielded to any pressure, was cruelly mocked by fate. He didn't even bother to explain anything to Lin Yashi, because such a woman wasn't worth the effort to win back.

However, after all, it was a five-year relationship, and Yi Jun still felt somewhat lost and melancholic. Standing in the pouring rain, watching the BMW speed away, he couldn't help but smile bitterly.

The rain soaked his clothes and chilled his heart.

And then, an umbrella appeared over Yi Jun's head. The hand holding the umbrella handle was fair and delicate. Now, the owner of that hand had just given him a seemingly harmless kick. And under Sister Lan's arrangement, Yi Jun was temporarily working as a security guard here.

...

At this moment, their eyes met, and Lin Yashi felt a little awkward. Beside her, the typical tall, rich, and handsome young man arrogantly and domineeringly wrapped his arm around her waist, seemingly declaring his ownership of this woman to everyone. He followed Lin Yashi's gaze and immediately saw Yi Jun.

Even now, the tall, rich, and handsome man still remembered Yi Jun's disheveled figure on that rainy night. Every time he thought of Yi Jun, he felt a sense of accomplishment and superiority.

"Hey, kid, just loafing around here!" the tall, rich, and handsome man shouted loudly, his arm around Lin Yashi, full of disdain, as if wanting everyone to hear.

Sure enough, everyone in the hall turned their attention to the tall, rich, and handsome man, while also staring at the indifferent Yi Jun.

Yi Jun smiled, turned away, and ignored him.

But the rich and handsome guy wouldn't stop, laughing behind him, "Your name is Yi Jun, right? Come on, get me a private room, you'll get a good tip!"

Yi Jun turned around, "Sorry, please go to the front desk, I'm just a security guard."

"You spineless coward!" After humiliating him, the rich and handsome guy was almost satisfied with his sense of superiority. But this personal insult had almost crossed Yi Jun's line.

But at this moment, a hand gently patted Yi Jun's arm—it was Sister Lan again. "Why bother arguing with him? Go do your work."

It was this same hand that had sheltered him from the rain on that torrential night, providing him with a patch of shelter. Instantly, Yi Jun's anger dissipated considerably, and he smiled, "Okay."

At this moment, the rich and handsome man also noticed these details and suddenly burst into mocking laughter: "Oh, not bad, you actually managed to pick up a girl. But someone like you can only get girls who work as prostitutes in this KTV! This girl is really hot, I wonder how much she costs for a night, hahaha!"

Mocking her ex-boyfriend in front of his woman was incredibly satisfying; the rich and handsome man truly felt a thrill.

Yi Jun had already decided to ignore it, but these words directly insulted the woman who had once provided him with a small haven of sunshine!

Gritting his teeth, Yi Jun grinned maliciously at Sister Lan and said, "Sister, I want to beat someone up."

"Hmm, approved—this kind of beast deserves a beating." Sister Lan smiled, but her hand gripping the wine glass trembled slightly from the force.

So, Yi Jun calmly turned and approached the rich and handsome man and Lin Yashi.

The handsome, rich, and powerful man sneered and shrugged, but he lacked any domineering aura. Standing straight, the so-called "tall," rich, and powerful man wasn't necessarily taller than Yi Jun.

Conversely, Yi Jun suddenly curled his lips into a sinister, chilling smile. Instantly, an immense pressure seemed to spread like mercury!

This soldier, who claimed to raise pigs in the army, possessed the imposing presence of a dragon and tiger.

"You… what do you want…" Faced with the overwhelming aura of Yi Jun, the handsome, rich, and powerful man suddenly felt inexplicably guilty.

Bang! Without a word, Yi Jun kicked out, and Gao Fushuai instantly appeared at the KTV entrance, his nearly 1.8-meter-tall body flying several meters away!

No special moves were needed at all.

"Trash!" Yi Jun muttered, turning to leave. But outside the KTV, two burly men who looked like bodyguards rushed over, their faces menacing. They helped Gao Fushuai up while angrily charging towards Yi Jun's back.

In this society, not many people go out with bodyguards, which showed that Gao Fushuai's status was truly extraordinary. However, Yi Jun didn't care about these scoundrels. He whirled around, about to attack, when he heard Sister Lan shout from behind—

"Trying to cause trouble here?! Don't you know whose place this is?!"

The two bodyguards immediately stopped, hesitatingly turning around to look at Gao Fushuai, who had just gotten up.

Gao Fushuai gritted his teeth, extremely angry. He was a wealthy young master; he couldn't afford to lose face like that. But after calming down, he also realized who the mastermind behind this chaotic KTV was. So, forcing a show of pride, he angrily retorted, "Even if Uncle Qi comes, he'll still have to give my dad some face!"

"We'll talk about that when your dad gets here! Get lost!" Sister Lan cursed, and seven or eight security guards appeared. They were called security guards, but they were just thugs keeping watch; everyone could tell at a glance.

Seeing the situation, the rich and handsome guy decided it was best not to fight a losing battle. He casually uttered the meaningless phrase "You wait," and turned away, seething with resentment.

"Another gigolo selling his father!" Sister Lan sighed. This is an era where connections matter, and some people always treat it as their greatest asset.

Meanwhile, Lin Yashi had just recovered from the conflict. She looked at Yi Jun disdainfully: "You're just going to drift along like this? What kind of place is this? How much of a future can you possibly have?"

"The place is dirty, but the people are clean," Yi Jun sneered.

...

A small conflict was temporarily resolved, although the rich and handsome guy certainly wouldn't let it go and would definitely seek revenge.

Looking at the elegant Vacheron Constantin watch on her fair wrist, Sister Lan said, "I should go back now. Yi Jun, can you take me home?"

"Take you home? You should take me, Sister Lan," Yi Jun smiled, but still took the car keys from Sister Lan. Yi Jun knew that Sister Lan was afraid the rich and handsome guy would retaliate against him, so she wanted him to come home with her. If she directly said she wanted to protect Yi Jun, his pride as a man probably wouldn't be able to handle it. Sister Lan

was a social butterfly, always very meticulous.

However, Yi Jun didn't want to interrupt Sister Lan's almost overflowing protective instincts.

Sister Lan was the name used in Jiangning City's social circles. Her real name was Qin Lan, a woman with a story. In her early years, she was a top courtesan in this circle. Now, after retiring, she used her resources to gather a group of girls and became a "madam," or to put it bluntly, a "pimp." Now, most of the hostesses in the KTV rooms rely on her for their livelihood. Moreover, Sister Lan has extensive connections. Even if the shop runs out of girls, she can easily bring in twenty or thirty more with a single phone call.

Her income comes from commissions on the girls' earnings. Other establishments typically take 10%, but Sister Lan takes 20%. Even so, many girls are happy to work for her. Following a good "madam" means less mistreatment, protection, and more business. Even with Sister Lan's 20%, the girls working for her still earn more than others. And if anyone dares to cause trouble for the girls, Sister Lan will definitely step in to smooth things over.

In short, those in Sister Lan's line of work have a wide social network and know many people from all walks of life. Therefore, ordinary people can't touch her.

Normally, KTVs don't engage in prostitution, but there are always exceptions. The behind-the-scenes boss, "Brother Seven" (whom Gao Wei calls "Uncle Seven"), is a daring thug who operates his business with a wide-ranging scope. Sister Lan has many resources, including two top courtesans in Jiangning City, making her a cash cow for Brother Qi.

Of course, if Brother Qi didn't keep her, plenty of other thugs would be vying for her. For example, several underworld bosses from neighboring counties had extended offers to her. Wherever Sister Lan went, the top courtesans would follow, bringing with them piles of money. Since she and the other girls didn't receive wages from the establishments, they went wherever the money was and wherever they felt comfortable. Therefore, even Brother Qi generally gave Sister Lan some face.

So, she could wear Vacheron Constantin watches, drive a Mercedes CLS300, and live in a 200-square-meter duplex in this era of high housing prices.

Driving Sister Lan's flashy black Mercedes, cruising along the brightly lit North Street, Yi Jun smiled and pulled out a Hongtashan cigarette, offering it to Sister Lan. But Sister Lan didn't take it, only asking, "How much is a pack of these cigarettes?"

This question was unusual. Women who frequent nightclubs can rattle off the prices of dozens of cigarette brands. They have incredibly sharp eyes, as they need a keen eye to quickly determine a man's financial status. So, Sister Lan's question was deliberate.

"What do you mean, Sister?" Yi Jun smiled. He had intended to smoke, but then put it back down.

"What I mean is—are you prepared to smoke these cheap cigarettes that cost less than ten yuan for the rest of your life? To live like this forever?" Qin Lan didn't need Yi Jun's answer, she just sighed, "I can see you're a shrewd and intelligent person, unlike those young punks who only know how to show off. But you're lacking a little ambition, just a small ambition. If a man doesn't have the desire to climb higher, doesn't have that restless ambition in his heart, then he's finished. Why did that pretty boy dare to cause you trouble again and again today? But why did he slink away when he heard Seventh Brother's name?"

"Sister Lan, are you teaching us to be bad, huh?"

"Following me, you'll never become a good person. If you're not happy, get out of the car right now."

"Don't even think about it. I haven't even gotten a taste of Sister Lan's money yet, it would be a huge loss to leave now." Yi Jun smiled wickedly. "Then Sister Lan, can you give me some pointers? What kind of ambition do we need? Hmm, that word sounds creepy. Look at this dazzling, decadent world, how many corpses have been buried there, how many ambitions have been destroyed? So Sister Lan, you have to show us the right path, don't lead innocent young people astray."

"Okay, let's not talk about ambition." Sister Lan smiled. She liked Yi Jun's seemingly carefree exterior but with his own strong opinions. "Then let me ask you something, do you know what two things a real man needs to hold onto in his life to make it worthwhile?"

"Huh?"

"One hand holds the power of the world, the other holds a woman's hand—that's the goal!"

It's crude, but it's direct and true.

“Yeah, I get it. Awake, I wield power over the world; drunk, I rest my head on a beauty’s lap.”

“Huh? You’re quite the artsy guy.” Qin Lan glanced at the man with the distinct features of his face and said, “Tell me honestly, are you really just a fresh-faced soldier who recently transferred out of the military?”

“Oh, I used to be an artsy soldier.

” “Nonsense, last time you said you were raising pigs in the army…”

“Artistic on one hand, raising pigs on the other…”

“Get lost!”

…

Jokes aside, Yi Jun knew that Sister Lan’s words were true. In this materialistic, chaotic world, a man has to keep climbing.

If you can’t grasp the tail of power and climb all the way up, you can only look up at its backside, and be drenched in its filthy excrement.

“Make yourself a respectable person, and show those materialistic women like your ex-girlfriend… Actually, it’s too easy to hold that kind of woman’s hand; it’s just a matter of how much money you have. So, you need to stand higher and see further,” Sister Lan said.

Yi Jun smiled and nodded, "Yeah, we need to grab more and better things, like..." As he spoke, his thieving eyes glanced at Sister Lan's impressive chest.

Sister Lan laughed heartily, "You little rascal, trying to take advantage of me? Even if you had two lives, would you dare to make a move?"

"No, at least not now. When you've really made something of yourself, I'll take you to a golden palace, a crystal bed, and then I can make a move, hahaha!" Yi Jun laughed loudly. Even when Sister Lan punched him in the waist, it didn't interrupt his laughter.

"If that day ever comes, I'll lie down and wait for you to come and grab me!"

Talking to such a straightforward woman was exhilarating, much more satisfying than those who pretended to be tense with their legs crossed.

Sister Lan's words inadvertently allowed a small seed of ambition to slowly sprout and grow deep in Yi Jun's heart.

While pondering Sister Lan's words, the car had already arrived at the upscale residential area where Sister Lan lived. Sister Lan got out of the car and slammed the door shut. Her pretty face reappeared through the window: "Go back. You can take this car back. Come pick me up at 11 a.m. tomorrow."

Sister Lan knew that Yi Jun's place was several kilometers away, in a very remote area.

"Aren't you afraid I'll run away in this car? It's worth twenty years of my salary," Yi Jun asked with a laugh. The car wasn't cheap, and Yi Jun had only known Sister Lan for a month.

"If you run away, then I'll admit I was blind and accept my fate," Sister Lan said with a smile as she turned and left.

...

Yi Jun drove back to his place, it was already past midnight. People in this line of work are all night owls. People describe their hard work as "getting up earlier than the chickens," but for someone like Yi Jun, it was more like going to bed later than the chickens.

He carefully parked the Mercedes CLS300 next to his small courtyard, afraid of scratching it. This car was precious, a lump of iron worth over 700,000 yuan. After settling the car in, Yi Jun took a shower with cold water and went to sleep. As he took off his clothes, a small red notebook fell out.

Yi Jun picked up the notebook, flipped through its unusual contents, looked up and reminisced about the past, a faint smile playing on his lips as he muttered to himself, "I taught you little brats all your reconnaissance skills, and you think you can find me?!"

His thoughts raced, but sleepiness overwhelmed him. Yi Jun carefully put the notebook away, lay down, and went to sleep. But before his alarm rang, he was awakened by a commotion outside.

Trouble had come again.

Hearing the commotion, Yi Jun immediately dressed and rushed out. He dressed quickly and efficiently, much faster than a normal person.

As soon as he pushed open the door, he saw seven or eight thugs blocking the entrance. Not far away, Gao Fushuai's BMW 523 was parked. Through the crowd, Yi Jun saw Gao Fushuai's disdainful smile inside the car. And there was Lin Yashi beside him. Lin

Yashi had spent the night with Gao Fushuai last night, and they had come together today. Originally, Lin Yashi didn't want to retaliate against Yi Jun, but Gao Fushuai insisted on doing so. To please the rich and handsome guy, Lin Yashi had no choice but to act as the guide.

Lin Yashi had only heard Yi Jun mention that he generally lived in this alley, but she had never been there before and couldn't be sure which courtyard it was. However, Sister Lan's Mercedes was too conspicuous; it was unusual for such a nice car to be parked in this alley, which resembled a slum. Therefore, they quickly pinpointed the courtyard where Yi Jun rented.

As for Yi Jun, he instantly understood everything—Lin Yashi had brought the rich and handsome guy to cause trouble. Leading others around while coming to cause me trouble? Yi Jun smiled bitterly to himself, thinking this little woman was quite ruthless.

However, facing seven or eight thugs, Yi Jun wasn't too concerned. Frankly, he felt fighting with these thugs was pointless, too childish. So, his face darkened, and he cursed, "Get the hell out of here!" and opened the door of the Mercedes.

But the thugs weren't scared away. The leader, a blond-haired guy, rushed forward and swung an iron pipe at him. Without a doubt, Yi Jun grabbed the iron pipe in his hand. Then, with a swift kick, he cleanly sent the blond-haired man flying. There was no fancy technique involved; it was an unstoppable force.

Discarding the pipe, Yi Jun was about to get into his car. It was already past ten o'clock, and Sister Lan was still waiting for him to pick her up. He thought that his display of skill should have intimidated the other guys. And they

were indeed intimidated; the remaining seven thugs had never seen anyone so capable of fighting. But at that moment, the rich and handsome man in the BMW not far away roared, "Go get him! Cripple him, and you'll get an extra two thousand yuan each!"

Money is a good thing; money can make the devil turn the millstone, or even make the millstone turn the devil, and it could certainly make these lowly thugs, who spent their days at the bottom of society and weren't exactly well-off, lose their heads. So, emboldened by their numbers, the remaining seven thugs rushed forward. Yi Jun quickly and cleanly took down two of them. However, the thugs' iron pipes and wooden sticks weren't just aimed at Yi Jun; they rained blows down on the black Mercedes. The Mercedes' windows shattered, and the car was riddled with dents.

Yi Jun's face turned ashen—it was Sister Lan's car!

"Bastards!" Yi Jun, like a hungry tiger among sheep, charged into the thugs like the wind. The thugs were about to smash things and run, but they couldn't escape. When all the thugs were lying on the ground groaning in pain, even passersby and a large number of neighbors were stunned. No one knew that Yi Jun, who usually had a smiling face, could be so fierce.

"Damn, how can he fight so well? A monster!" Even the rich and handsome guy was a little shaken and turned his BMW around and fled. He thought gathering eight thugs would be enough, but they were no match for him. Although the rich and handsome guy didn't know anything about fighting, Yi Jun's series of actions were simply terrifying; even a fool could see the ferocity in them.

"Come back here, you bastard!" Yi Jun was furious. But Gao Fushuai had already sped off. Yi Jun couldn't swallow his anger, so he picked up his beat-up Mercedes and gave chase. With his driving skills, catching up with Gao Fushuai wouldn't be difficult.

Just then, Gao Fushuai drove up in a Chevrolet Cruze. It was a relatively low-end car, costing just over 100,000 yuan, but it was very clean. The Chevrolet was driving smoothly, but Gao Fushuai's BMW veered off course due to its speed. A loud crash rang out as Gao Fushuai's BMW struck the Chevrolet. The Chevrolet driver clearly didn't know what to do; after being hit, he let the car slide off the curb and crash into a tree!

Gao Fushuai didn't care about that; he adjusted his direction and continued to flee.

A moment later, a very young girl got out of the Chevrolet. Wearing a white miniskirt, long hair flowing over her shoulders, and a bare face, she sported bare thighs and feet in simple sandals. Sunglasses weren't on her face, but rather pushed up on her forehead.

This girl was beautiful and had a stunning figure. Especially her well-developed breasts and long, shapely legs made her a true beauty that would make any man drool.

"Come back here!" she shouted in the direction the rich and handsome man had fled.

A girl who called herself "I" possessed a certain unconventional wildness.

At that moment, Yi Jun was already approaching in his car. Seeing the girl standing in the middle of the road, he yelled, "Get out of the way!"

But the girl didn't react, simply turning around blankly. Instantly, a sharp screech of brakes rang out, and the wrecked Mercedes left dark tire tracks on the ground. When the car came to a stop, the front of it was less than half a meter from the girl.

The girl was startled at first, but after regaining her senses, she angrily slapped the front of Yi Jun's car: "Hey, aren't you watching where you're going?! If you hit me and turn me into a vegetable, will you marry me?!"

Uh... Yi Jun knew he had encountered a real gem today.

Seeing the girl blocking his car, and knowing he'd almost hit her, Yi Jun had nothing to say. Besides, the rich and handsome guy's car had already driven far away, making a chase difficult. So, Yi Jun reluctantly got out of

the car. "Let's get to the side of the road first." The girl knew Yi Jun hadn't meant any harm, so she didn't argue with him further and immediately dialed the police. She wasn't going to stand for a hit-and-run. Just as she pulled out her phone to call the police, she paused, turned, and asked, "Is this the traffic police's hotline?"

Yi Jun was speechless…

"Oh…" The girl dialed 122, and the female traffic officer who answered asked her the location of the accident. She immediately covered the phone and asked Yi Jun, "Where is this?"

Yi Jun: "Three hundred meters north of the intersection of Mudan Road and Chengyang Road."

The girl nodded and then contacted the traffic police again. Immediately, the traffic police asked for her license plate number.

"License plate number? I… I didn't see it clearly! He ran away. " "

I'm asking for your license plate number!!!" the female traffic police officer on the phone said.

"Oh, mine!" The female officer was about to write it down, but the girl said, "Wait a minute, let me...let me see..."

The female officer almost choked.

However, the girl seriously ran to the back of her car, stared at the license plate and read it word by word, making the female officer on the phone a little exasperated.

Finally, the officer said she was coming over, and the girl was waiting under a big tree by the roadside. Seeing this situation, Yi Jun decided not to chase after her anymore, and just wait for the police to catch the rich and handsome guy. Then, they could settle the score for the car accident and the damage to the car together.

He took out two magazines and spread them on the curb, sat down, and patted the magazine next to him, gesturing for the girl to sit down as well. The girl sat down without saying a word, but her knees were pressed tightly together, and the hem of her skirt was carefully covered, as if she was afraid that people on the roadside would see something they shouldn't see.

After sitting down, this girl... The girl picked up her phone and started playing the infamous, brainless game "Angry Birds." She even rummaged through her bag and pulled out a heart-shaped lollipop!

So, she played the game with one hand and held the lollipop in the other. When the game got tense, she would immediately grab the phone with both hands, and the lollipop would naturally end up in her mouth. After a while, seemingly realizing that "eating alone" was impolite, she immediately pulled another lollipop out of her bag and asked Yi Jun if he wanted one.

This girl was so carefree; she didn't seem like someone who had just been hit by a car!

Of course, Yi Jun wasn't interested in eating it, nor was he interested in chatting with this pretty girl. He needed to think about how to explain things to Sister Lan. Sister Lan had some money, but she was only middle-class, not extremely wealthy. And Sister Lan's money wasn't easy to earn; it was a single woman scraping together every penny in the underworld.

"Sister, something happened..." Yi Jun said awkwardly, "Your car got smashed; that guy did it yesterday." "I'm so sorry, sis, it's all my fault..."

Qin Lan on the other end of the phone paused for a moment, then snapped angrily, "That kid's got some nerve! You bastard, you don't know what's good for you!"

It seemed Qin Lan was venting her anger on the rich and handsome guy, being more forgiving towards Yi Jun. However, since the matter ultimately stemmed from him, Yi Jun also felt guilty. Qin Lan muttered, "Every wrong has its source, what are you worrying about, you're a grown man! Don't make me look down on you... You wait there, I'm coming!"

Qin Lan was straightforward, saying what she thought, sharp-tongued but soft-hearted. Therefore, even the women in this circle liked to associate with her. Having such a big sister was a blessing for them. Everyone has a past, perhaps happy or bitter, but that wouldn't affect Yi Jun's opinion of her. A

good person is a good person, regardless of whether her past or present profession was noble or humble.

"Ugh, I lost again!" The Chevrolet girl turned off her phone game. She had overheard Yi Jun's phone call and blinked, asking, "Do you know the hit-and-run driver? The one who said he'd smash your car, could he be the one who ran away?"

Huh? Yi Jun glanced at the girl. She was a bit eccentric, but not stupid; she could accurately connect the dots.

"Yeah, that's him."

"What's his name?"

"Uh..." Yi Jun suddenly realized he didn't even know the rich, handsome guy's name. But then he thought it didn't matter, pointing to the roadside security camera and saying, "Who cares what his name is? The camera definitely recorded it all. As long as we catch him, that's all that matters." The girl

nodded.

A short while later, a police car arrived. Several traffic police officers spent some time at the scene, carefully questioning Yi Jun and the Chevrolet girl. The vandalism of Yi Jun's car was a public order offense, basically unrelated to the traffic accident, so the questioning of the girl took longer. Moreover, Yi Jun felt that the traffic police seemed to be trying to fob him off.

What happened next annoyed both Yi Jun and the girl. After the traffic police had been stalling for a while, they contacted the traffic police department and were told that the camera was malfunctioning and the footage hadn't been recorded!

Bastards! It must be Gao Fu... " Did someone from Shuai's family tamper with things?!"

At this moment, Qin Lan also arrived at the scene in a taxi. After hearing Yi Jun's explanation, this straightforward woman became furious and immediately berated the traffic police. "What are you doing? You say the camera is broken when it matters most? Why didn't you say the camera was broken when issuing the fine?!"

Actually, the vandalism of her car was a minor offense, not directly related to the traffic police. But Qin Lan despised this inaction, and she was also a woman who spoke her mind.

One of the traffic police officers took off his sunglasses, looked Qin Lan up and down, and said, "Miss, watch your attitude. Don't interfere with our police investigation." "

What kind of lousy attitude is this!" Qin Lan was getting increasingly angry.

Just as Sister Lan was about to explode in fury, another police car drove up and stopped across the street. The car window rolled down, revealing the despicable face of the rich and handsome guy.

He was actually enjoying himself in the police car!

Instantly, Yi Jun and Qin Lan realized something was amiss.

This rich and handsome guy's appearance at this moment was purely to provoke them.

The police car that the rich and handsome guy was riding in started up again and drove away arrogantly and domineeringly, leaving behind only a string of smug laughter from the rich and handsome guy.

With such a close relationship between the rich and handsome guy and the traffic police, there was no way to expect the traffic police to do anything. " That's it.

" The wild Chevrolet girl was clearly not going to let it go either. "Damn it, I knew the police were no hope! Hey, if they find that bastard, you'll be my witness!"

The last sentence was obviously directed at Yi Jun.

Yi Jun nodded, and the pretty girl asked him for his phone number, while also giving him her own. This girl had a wild personality, but a rather delicate name—Tang Qingqing.

Tang Qingqing angrily opened her car door and finally drove the Chevrolet onto the road, the front of the car badly dented. Yi Jun curled his lip, "Aren't you going to preserve the scene?"

"Protect my ass! Haven't you seen how those traffic cops behave!" Tang Qingqing muttered angrily, stepping on the gas and speeding away.

...

Afterwards, Sister Lan, seething with anger, got into the wrecked Mercedes. A perfectly good car smashed to pieces; sitting in it was shabby. Yi Jun took her to get it repaired, and Sister Lan's face was ashen the whole way.

"Sis, I'll catch that kid later and make him pay you for a new one."

“Money is secondary, the key is that he’s infuriating. That kid is too arrogant and domineering. Look at the smug look on his face in the police car.” Sister Lan gritted her teeth angrily. “Didn’t he say yesterday that Brother Qi would give his old man some face? Then Brother Qi must know him. I’ll go ask Brother Qi in a bit and see what he has to say. Going to the police is useless, so let Brother Qi help us out.”

Brother Qi is a big shot in Jinwan District of Jiangning City, and also the behind-the-scenes owner of Chaos KTV. He has extensive connections in society, and people from all walks of life give him face.

The two didn’t go to Chaos KTV, but took a taxi straight to a teahouse on the outskirts of the city. This teahouse was also Brother Qi’s business, and he liked to spend his time there.

Brother Qi’s business was big, and this teahouse was obviously very valuable. However, it was still his usual bold old business trick. It was ostensibly a teahouse, but it was actually a casino. The first floor was a teahouse, while the second and third floors were gambling tables. Moreover, the people who come here to gamble are all people of some status, and they spend lavishly, so the teahouse's income is quite substantial.

People come here for two reasons, firstly because of Brother Qi's influence; even if someone is caught gambling by the police, Brother Qi can always get them out within 24 hours. Without that kind of ability, you shouldn't open a business, and customers wouldn't dare come. Another reason is that the business maintains Brother Qi's bold style, being rather "open." The waitresses here are all beautiful, and there are even passionate "slapping" sounds coming from some of the small lounges.

The first floor is the real tea-drinking area, and there's a room that Brother Qi has reserved especially for himself. Sister Lan gently pushed open the door and entered. A slightly overweight middle-aged man, his eyes drooping, leaned quietly against a comfortable root-carved chair, his head tilted back slightly.

In front of him, a pure and innocent-looking girl skillfully brewed and poured tea.

Behind him, a young woman with a sculpted figure massaged and relaxed his shoulders with nimble fingers.

Those who live on the streets, in the end, are all about enjoying life. Even a big shot like Brother Seven, who started out on the streets wielding a cleaver, will eventually indulge in a bit of refinement and savor life at this age.

Seeing Sister Lan arrive, Brother Seven's droopy eyelids opened. As for the alluring woman behind him massaging his shoulders, she seemed to harbor a slight hostility towards Sister Lan. Her position was similar to Sister Lan's; she was the manager of this teahouse, essentially managing Brother Seven's business. However, Sister Lan was relatively more independent, not receiving a salary from Brother Seven, so her status was somewhat more detached.

"Sit down," Brother Seven said, having the tea-making girl serve Sister Lan a teacup, ignoring Yi Jun, his insignificant underling. "The young man you mentioned on the phone is Gao Wei, the young master of Hengtai Real Estate Company. The boss of Hengtai Real Estate—Gao Wei's father, Gao Longsheng—is someone I know well. He and Deputy Director Zhang of the Public Security Bureau are sworn brothers. It's said that Deputy Director Zhang is also Gao Wei's godfather. So, Ah Lan, you should back down and not push things too hard."

No wonder! The traffic police are a subordinate agency of the Public Security Bureau, and Deputy Director Zhang was the head of the traffic police detachment before his promotion; those traffic police officers are definitely on Gao Wei's side.

Moreover, Sister Lan has also heard of Hengtai Real Estate Company; it's a fairly large real estate company, and its boss, Gao Longsheng, is a figure who's half-legitimate and half-criminal. He mingles in high society circles while also colluding with underground gangsters.

"So, Seventh Brother, what do you think we should do about this?" Sister Lan asked.

"Let's settle this with a conciliatory dinner," Seventh Brother said casually. "As for your car, just make him pay whatever he owes. Gao Longsheng isn't short of money. Let's have dinner at the Deep Sea Supreme Hotel tonight."

He had hoped Seventh Brother would stand up for him and teach Gao Wei a lesson. But now it seemed that idea was hopeless. Seventh Brother was a gangster; he wouldn't offend his friends too much over something like this. Besides, Gao Wei's godfather was a leader in the Municipal Public Security Bureau, and gangsters generally tried to avoid unnecessary entanglements with the police. But

Seventh Brother had at least indicated he would step in, which was a small concession to Sister Lan, at least getting her money back for the car. Sister Lan smiled and said, "Thank you for your trouble, Seventh Brother," before gracefully getting up to leave. But Yi Jun was a little annoyed because he looked down on people like Seventh Brother. After all, Sister Lan was now working for Seventh Brother. Sister Lan's car had been vandalized, and Seventh Brother had only mediated, not even uttering a harsh word against Gao Wei. This kind of boss behavior will discourage his subordinates.

So, as he left, Yi Jun sighed and followed Sister Lan.

Behind him, Seventh Brother clearly heard the sigh filled with dissatisfaction. His facial muscles twitched slightly, and he gently opened his eyes, but Yi Jun had already walked out of the room.

The alluring woman behind Seventh Brother snorted coldly, seemingly eager to stir up trouble: "What a bunch of idiots! This little brother Qin Lan brought along really doesn't know any manners."

Although Seventh Brother was a bit annoyed with Yi Jun, he wasn't provoked by the woman's words. He simply said coldly, "These younger guys are getting more and more unruly these days... If it were when I was young and hot-blooded, I would have slapped them twice. People over forty aren't so confused anymore... By the way, isn't that what they say?"

"That's called 'forty and no longer confused'," the woman said with a charming, coquettish smile. "But Seventh Brother, you really aren't confused anymore. I've given you so many 'hints' these past few days, and you haven't paid any attention."

Seventh Brother chuckled and pinched the woman's hand. "You little slut, you call that 'hints'? You practically wanted to lift your skirt and lie on the ground! Luckily, this floor is non-slip, or you might have slipped on the wetness between your legs..."

"You're so annoying..."

Yi Jun hadn't gone far and had heard Seventh Brother and the woman's flirtatious banter clearly. None of that bothered Yi Jun, but Seventh Brother's earlier comment, "Go up there and slap me twice," made him secretly resentful—he's just a hoodlum, what's with the attitude!

Sister Lan also heard this and saw Yi Jun's face suddenly darken. Afraid that Yi Jun would cause trouble, she immediately pulled his arm, "Come on, come with me to buy some things."

...

That evening, Sister Lan went straight to the Deep Sea Supreme Hotel. Seventh Brother had reserved a luxurious private room on the second floor, but he hadn't arrived yet. People who think they're important always arrive late.

Worried that Yi Jun might cause trouble if he went up, Sister Lan repeatedly told Yi Jun: wait patiently downstairs.

"I'll listen to you, sister," Yi Jun smiled. Although he disdained Seventh Brother's behavior, Yi Jun didn't want to complicate things further. He didn't care about anything, but Sister Lan still had to work here.

Sister Lan went upstairs alone, and as soon as she opened the door, she saw Gao Wei hugging Lin Yashi's face and kissing her, his hands also moving around. Even when he saw Sister Lan, he didn't seem to care at all. Lin Yashi felt a little uncomfortable and gently pushed him away, her face slightly flushed.

Gao Wei had been kicked by Yi Jun last time, losing face badly, especially with Lin Yashi right there. Gao Wei brought Lin Yashi along to show her he could get revenge.

Sister Lan ignored him, sitting opposite him with her arms crossed and her head turned away.

Gao Wei, however, chuckled wickedly and asked, "Oh, you're all alone? Where's that kid you're keeping? Too scared to come?"

Sister Lan rolled her eyes at him, not bothering to argue.

A little while later, Brother Qi arrived and sat between the two. Gao Wei greeted him with a smile, "Uncle Qi," and Brother Qi nodded in satisfaction. After a few words, Gao Wei got straight to the point: "Uncle Qi, it's true my men smashed her car, but what about my underlings who got beaten up?"

"If you hadn't smashed the car, would Yi Jun have beaten up your men?!" Sister Lan snapped angrily.

"If Yi Jun hadn't kicked me first, would I have had people smash my car?"

"You insulted me first, you deserved to be kicked!"

"You hit me for insulting me? Fine, you insult me now, and I'll kick you, how about that?" Gao Wei said almost shamelessly.

Seventh Brother tapped his fingers lightly on the table. "Arguing about this is useless. Just settle this quickly. We'll run into each other again, why make such a fuss? Xiao Wei, in the end, it's your fault. Just compensate A-Lan with a car; you're not short of that money."

"Compensate with a car? Fine, it's just a 700,000 or 800,000 yuan thing. But," Gao Wei looked at Sister Lan and sneered, "my eight underlings got beaten up, 200,000 yuan each for medical expenses."

Eight people, 1.6 million yuan!

If this goes wrong, we won't get the car money back, and we'll have to lose nearly a million. Sister Lan's face darkened, and Seventh Brother was also unhappy. This wasn't about making peace; it was a disrespect to Seventh Brother.

"Fine, if you don't want money, have the police arrest your kept man and lock him in a dog cage for a few days. Anyway, my brothers were injured." Gao Wei smiled disdainfully, lit a soft Zhonghua cigarette, and put both feet up on the table. "Don't believe me?"

Ignoring Seventh Brother's grim expression, Gao Wei dialed a number—to his godfather, Deputy Director Zhang. After a few words, Gao Wei handed the phone to Seventh Brother. Seventh Brother, a hoodlum, dared not offend a police chief, so his attitude was quite respectful. However, his expression grew increasingly troubled.

"Alright, alright, I'll talk to my men right away. It's such a small matter, and I'm so sorry to trouble Director Zhang..."

After hanging up, Seventh Brother's attitude changed drastically. He immediately said, "How about this, we won't compensate for the car, but don't ask for your medical expenses either. Xiao Wei, you're giving me face."

"It's several hundred thousand short!" Gao Wei grinned through gritted teeth. "Fine, we'll even it out, but have that Yi Jun come over and kneel down and kowtow three times. Otherwise, I'll have the police arrest him!"

Sister Lan knew there was no way Yi Jun would kowtow. But Gao Wei seemed determined to see it through. What if Yi Jun were arrested? The police are like wolves and tigers; don't expect to reason with them. Sister Lan wasn't particularly wealthy, but to prevent Yi Jun from being arrested, she reluctantly forfeited the compensation for the Mercedes. This woman was more compassionate than any man. Sister

Lan gritted her teeth, resigned to the fact that the car had been smashed for nothing, and stood up, picking up her wine glass. "Fine, we're even about the money. As for my brother offending you, I'll apologize on his behalf!"

With that, she filled her two-and-a-half-ounce wine glass, tilted her head back, and downed it in one gulp!

In the usual disputes of the underworld, a woman doing this would be enough, and the other party would usually back down. After all, Sister Lan was a person of some standing. And it was clear that Gao Wei was to blame, and Sister Lan had suffered a loss. Everyone knows when to back down.

However, Gao Wei didn't stop. He stood up, still holding his wine glass, and sneered, "You apologize for him? Who the hell do you think you are! Fine, since you're willing to stick your neck out, I'll show you mercy this time—swallow this glass of mine, and we'll call it even."

Sister Lan thought she was going to have to drink another glass, and just as she reached out her hand, Gao Wei suddenly splashed the wine in her glass onto her face.

"You…" Sister Lan was about to explode!

But Brother Qi slammed his hand on the table and said in a low voice, "Ah Lan, this matter ends here! If you don't want that Yi Jun to be in the police station, then back down!"

His tone was firm and brooked no argument. Brother Qi was a thug who didn't dare offend the police station leaders; in fact, he was eager to curry favor with them. At this moment, he was also worried that if Sister Lan, who followed him, made a big fuss, things would eventually get out of control.

The words "Yi Jun in the police station" brought Sister Lan, who was in a rage, to her senses slightly. Seeing that Sister Lan didn't react, Gao Wei put his arm around Lin Yashi, laughed loudly, and got up to leave the private room.

Sister Lan stood there, somewhat dazed, wine dripping from her hair and onto her face. When she came to her senses, she realized that Brother Qi was already gone, leaving her alone in the large private room.

Her steps were heavy as she slowly left the room, ignoring the curious glances from passersby in the hotel. Being a single woman in the underworld was tough. Although Sister Lan seemed glamorous, her power came from Brother Qi. Perhaps she could rely on another big brother, but those people would probably be just like Brother Qi. In Brother Qi's line of work, unless it was a life-or-death conflict, who would go against the police leadership?

Besides, if this matter got Yi Jun arrested, it would be a complete waste. They had connections in the police force; if Yi Jun went in, he'd be tortured to death by those guys!

Sister Lan and Yi Jun weren't exactly life-or-death comrades, but she thought highly of the young man and liked him. More importantly, she was kind-hearted.

Therefore, despite being so insulted by this young upstart, Gao Wei, Sister Lan gritted her teeth and accepted it.

When they walked out of the hotel, Yi Jun was still waiting there. He had seen Gao Wei smugly leaving with Lin Yashi, and guessed that Lan Jie's car might be in trouble. But he never expected Lan Jie to be in such a sorry state.

"What's wrong, sis?"

Lan Jie wiped the wine stains from her face, forcing a smile. "It's nothing, let's go back."

"I asked you what happened to your face!" Yi Jun's voice was almost a shout.

Lan Jie bit her lip and gently patted Yi Jun's back. "It was an accident, I spilled the wine… Let's go."

Yi Jun wasn't stupid; he understood everything. He turned angrily, looking in the direction Gao Wei had just left, and a curse escaped his lips: "Damn it, you're asking for it!"

Lan Jie could tell that Yi Jun was furious. She knew his personality; she knew that if he lost control, he could be incredibly ruthless. Just a few days ago, Yi Jun had secretly helped her deal with a small problem—he really was ruthless. Thinking of Gao Wei's threat to arrest Yi Jun, Sister Lan couldn't help but worry—this was a fight to the death.

However, Sister Lan couldn't tell Yi Jun about Gao Wei's threat. She knew Yi Jun's temper; the more you scare him, the more determined he'd become. Things might get even more out of control then.

Yi Jun's stubbornness had a powerful attraction for women, but it was undeniable that it could be a real headache at times.

"Let's go!" Sister Lan grabbed his arm, heading towards the roadside. The hotel wasn't far from Sister Lan's place, and since her car had been vandalized, they had walked there. Now, she wanted to go back and take a hot shower to wash away the bad luck and humiliation of the day. Of course, she was also holding Yi Jun's arm, worried that he might do something irrational in a fit of rage. Gao Wei had connections in the Public Security Bureau; he wasn't someone to mess with.

Yi Jun gritted his teeth, surprisingly calm. This almost expressionless attitude made Sister Lan even more uneasy. They walked for five minutes without Yi Jun uttering a single word. Under the chaotic neon lights, he seemed completely out of place. Sister Lan, dressed in all black, walked silently with her arms crossed, exuding a cool aura in the summer night.

After a long while, Sister Lan finally said, "This matter ends here. Don't be reckless."

"I'm not used to being bullied by petty people," Yi Jun sneered. It was clear that Yi Jun wouldn't let this go. "Besides, what this blind fool did to me is one thing, but the key is that he shouldn't have touched you."

Sister Lan suddenly stopped, staring at Yi Jun: "I'll say it again—this ends here! You promise me you won't lay a hand on that Gao Wei!"

Yi Jun was stunned, not realizing that Sister Lan was actually worried about him, thinking she was afraid because something serious had happened. Not wanting to cause this woman so much worry, Yi Jun smiled faintly and said, "You know, I'll listen to you in everything." "

That's good!" Sister Lan breathed a sigh of relief and said earnestly, "Life is full of ups and downs. It's not shameful to swallow your pride. As long as you're determined, you'll eventually retaliate—and I believe you have that ability; it's just a matter of time."

Yi Jun, one hand in his pocket, the other hand awkwardly pinching a Hongtashan cigarette between his thumb and forefinger, remained silent.

Sister Lan, unsure if she'd truly convinced him, continued, "Look ahead, look further ahead. This is a real man—a man worthy of my respect, Qin Lan's respect. If you're working down here, you need to be aware of your position. When you reach Seventh Brother's level, at least most people will fear you; when someone reaches a higher level, they can even trample on human laws. So, you must endure. I'll give you ten years of hard work, and I believe you can achieve a life of luxury in Jinwan." "

Ten years? Just this small Jinwan district?" Yi Jun glanced at the surrounding bustling streets and smiled wickedly.

"You're really something, even when you're coughing you're wheezing!" Sister Lan had said quite a bit, and her mood had improved a bit. She laughed and scolded, holding up her five jade-like fingers. "You don't take Jinwan seriously? Do you know how much Seventh Brother, the boss of Jinwan District's underworld, is worth? Fifty million, and that's a conservative estimate!"

"Goodness, Sister, don't try to scare me with such a huge amount. In my opinion, you're already a very wealthy woman." Yi Jun smiled knowingly.

"Me? I'm just putting on a show. Besides that house and that car, how much do you think I have left? To put it bluntly, I'm just a madam, scraping off the girls' legs. How much can I earn?" Sister Lan said irritably.

"Alright, I was hoping you could keep a gigolo, looks like that's out of the question."

"Get lost! Hahahaha!" Sister Lan had just cursed when she laughed again. It wasn't entirely a joyful laugh, but rather a way of venting the frustration in her heart.

Before they knew it, they had arrived at the neighborhood where Sister Lan lived. Yi Jun looked up at the dark duplex apartment on the thirtieth floor. "Aren't you scared all alone?"

It was a small joke, a little subtle.

"You little rascal! I remember what you said—'When you can carry me to the golden house, the crystal bed!'" Sister Lan laughed, patting his chest and tugging at the collar of his cheap shirt. Then her laughter faded slightly. "And remember what I just said: Don't lay a hand on Gao Wei. We shouldn't step in dog poop." "Yeah, a man's promises after getting out of bed are always true." Yi Jun chuckled, grabbing Sister Lan's hand, feeling its smooth, warm touch. "I'm leaving, goodnight." He turned away nonchalantly, waving to Sister Lan with his back turned, without looking back.

"I knew he was all talk and no action!" Seeing Yi Jun's retreating figure, Sister Lan muttered softly, then looked up at her dark apartment and smiled faintly.

A naive girl might prefer a young man who would act impulsively and recklessly for her sake. Due to space limitations, follow the WeChat official account [唯漫文学] and reply with the number 482 to continue reading the exciting story! However, only a mature and world-weary woman like Sister Lan could understand how to consider things from another perspective: how rare it was for a tough guy like Yi Jun to endure his anger for her sake. This at least showed that Yi Jun cared about her and all her thoughts.

Back home, the flawless Sister Lan lay in the comfortable bathtub and sighed deeply. A fair hand gently caressed her delicate body, unconsciously applying a little pressure when it landed on her breasts. Her mind was filled with images of Yi Jun for no reason. Only

when a woman is hurt and alone, licking her wounds, does she truly understand the importance of a man, no matter how strong or independent she appears on the outside.

…

The next morning, Yi Jun called Sister Lan to ask when they would be going to the Chaotic KTV. But Sister Lan hesitated for a while and said she didn't want to go. Yi Jun understood her feelings, because Sister Lan had been humiliated by Gao Wei the day before, and Seventh Brother, who was present, hadn't stood up for her.

Although Lan Jie and Qi Ge haven't outwardly broken off relations, a deep rift has formed between them. Yi Jun advised her to rest for a couple of days and not think about anything else. (Due to space limitations, follow the WeChat public account [唯漫文学] and reply with the number 482 to continue reading the exciting story!) Moreover, Yi Jun felt that unless he taught Gao Wei a lesson, perhaps Lan Jie's mood would improve. A woman's heart is unfathomable; Lan Jie verbally asked Yi Jun not to cause trouble for Gao Wei, but secretly she probably wished that bastard would be crippled the moment he stepped out the door. However, a real man's word is his bond. Since Yi Jun had promised Lan Jie, he wouldn't easily lay a hand on Gao Wei unless that blind bastard continued to provoke him.

Of course, such a bastard wouldn't stop. Yi Jun felt he would eventually have a chance to teach Gao Wei a lesson.

The phone had just hung up when it rang again. It was Tang Qingqing, the pretty girl in the Chevrolet who had been hit yesterday. He had thought it was just a chance encounter and hadn't expected to actually cross paths with this girl again.

A month later, the new house was renovated, and we moved back in. My relationship with my mother-in-law has improved since then; she seems to have forgotten about the forced sex we had. I don't want to seduce her anymore; after all, I have to consider my family. As a man, I'm already satisfied with having slept with my mother-in-law even just once.

My wife and I have only been married a short time. She's petite and pretty, a trait she inherited from her mother. However, compared to my willful and talkative wife, my mother-in-law is more mature and virtuous. Although she's 50, her skin is well-maintained, her figure is full, and every word and action exudes the unique charm of a mature woman.

The "Chaotic KTV" isn't actually called "Chaotic." It's just that the atmosphere there is always a bit smoky and unpleasant, which is why this rather unflattering nickname has spread.

Whether it's college students indulging on the weekend, working-class guys reluctantly having a good time, or heartbroken guys who've been ripped off by their girlfriends, they're all regulars here. Of course, some big spenders also frequent this place. This last group is the high-spending group, the VIPs that the hostesses in the private rooms pay the most attention to.

It was another weekend, as noisy as ever.

A young man in a white shirt, smiling, reached out and lightly pinched the waist of a woman who looked like a middle-aged woman, only to be slapped away by the woman. "Behave yourself, I'm a respectable woman now

," the young man chuckled. "Sister Lan

is most charming when she's pretending to be innocent." "Get lost, looking for a beating?!"

This young man in the white shirt was Yi Jun, the new security guard at the chaotic KTV. No one could tell what this guy, with his wicked and irritating aura, used to do. Yi Jun himself hadn't said, and no one had asked him in detail. Occasionally, someone asked him what he did before, and he just smiled and said, "Raised pigs in the army." Everyone laughed it off, and Yi Jun chuckled too.

In short, in this KTV, Yi Jun was practically a nobody. Most of the female waitresses and hostesses would never pay attention to someone like him. They only focused on wealthy playboys, or gullible suckers who could be easily swindled out of large sums of money by their sweet talk.

Only experienced middle-aged women like "Sister Lan" could occasionally sense a captivating masculinity emanating from him. "

If you've never loved, never suffered, never been innocent, never indulged, you won't understand this guy's wicked charm and allure"—that was Sister Lan's assessment of him. It was crude, but spot on.

Therefore, even though Sister Lan had "become a respectable woman," she still wouldn't refuse Yi Jun's lighthearted teasing, which didn't cross any lines.

Just as they were joking, Yi Jun's gaze, fixed on the doorway, suddenly froze. A complex expression flashed across his face, but he didn't look away.

Sister Lan turned around and saw a very beautiful and fashionable girl in a dress walk in, accompanied by a glamorous yet handsome young man. Yi Jun's gaze was fixed on the girl in the dress.

Sister Lan pinched Yi Jun's arm. "You brat, what are you looking at with those thieving eyes of yours! Staring at customers is impolite. We have to follow the rules in this line of work... Feeling a little hot inside? I'll find you a maid to cool you down?"

Yi Jun snapped out of his daze and gave Sister Lan's "good intentions" a rather unusual rejection: "Those girls are no fun! Sister Lan, if you really pity us, you should do it yourself, hey."

"You shameless bastard!" Sister Lan pretended to kick him in the calf. It didn't hurt, but it made him feel weak all over.

At this moment, the girl Yi Jun was staring at by the door also saw him and was stunned at the same time.

This girl was named Lin Yashi, Yi Jun's first love!

A little over a month ago, Yi Jun came to this city, saying he had been demobilized and transferred to civilian work, and hadn't been assigned a job. The reason he came to Jiangning City was because his girlfriend, Lin Yashi, had come here after graduating from university.

At the time, Lin Yashi felt that Yi Jun not only had no chance of being promoted to officer, but he didn't even have a decent job, so she was very unhappy, though she didn't say it outright. But just half a month later, Lin Yashi broke up with him. The reason she gave was "we're not suitable for each other," but the real reason was obvious. And after breaking up, she ruthlessly got into her new boyfriend's BMW and drove off—a blatant slap in the face, as if deliberately mocking Yi Jun's poverty.

The day of the breakup was a night of torrential rain—right in front of this chaotic karaoke bar. Yi Jun, who never yielded to any pressure, was cruelly mocked by fate. He didn't even bother to explain anything to Lin Yashi, because such a woman wasn't worth the effort to win back.

However, it was still a five-year relationship, and Yi Jun felt a pang of loss and melancholy. Standing in the pouring rain, watching the BMW speed away, he couldn't help but smile bitterly.

The rain soaked his clothes and chilled his heart.

At that moment, an umbrella appeared above Yi Jun's head. The hand holding the umbrella handle was fair and delicate. Now, the owner of that hand had just given him a seemingly harmless kick. And under Sister Lan's arrangement, Yi Jun was temporarily working as a security guard here…

Now

, their eyes met, and Lin Yashi felt a little awkward. Beside her, the typical handsome, rich, and successful young man arrogantly and domineeringly wrapped his arm around her waist, seemingly declaring his ownership of this woman to everyone. He followed Lin Yashi's gaze and immediately saw Yi Jun.

Even now, the handsome, rich, and successful man still remembered Yi Jun's disheveled figure that rainy night. Every time he thought of Yi Jun, he felt a sense of accomplishment and superiority.

"Hey kid, loafing around here waiting to die!" the handsome, rich, and successful man shouted loudly, his arm around Lin Yashi, full of disdain, as if he wanted everyone to hear.

Sure enough, everyone in the hall turned their attention to the handsome, rich, and successful man, while also staring at the indifferent Yi Jun.

Yi Jun smiled and turned away, ignoring him.

But the handsome, rich, and successful man was still persistent, laughing behind him, "Your name is Yi Jun, right? Come on, get me a private room, you'll get a good tip later!"

Yi Jun turned around, "Sorry, please go to the front desk, I'm just a security guard."

"You good-for-nothing!" After humiliating him, the handsome, rich, and successful man was almost satisfied with his sense of superiority. But this personal insult had crossed Yi Jun's line.

Just then, a hand gently patted Yi Jun's arm—it was Sister Lan again. "Why bother arguing with him? Go do your work."

This was the same hand that had sheltered him from the torrential rain that night, providing him with shelter. Instantly, Yi Jun's anger dissipated considerably, and he smiled, "Okay." At

this moment, the rich and handsome man also noticed these details and suddenly burst into sarcastic laughter: "Oh, not bad, you actually managed to pick up a girl. But someone like you can only get girls who work as prostitutes in this KTV! This girl is really hot, I wonder how much she costs for a night, hahaha!"

Sarcastically mocking her ex-boyfriend in front of his woman truly gave him a deep sense of satisfaction; the rich and handsome man genuinely felt great.

Yi Jun had already decided to ignore it, but those words directly insulted the woman who had once provided him with a small haven of sunshine!

Gritting his teeth, Yi Jun grinned maliciously at Sister Lan and said, "Sister, I want to beat someone up."

"Hmm, approved—this kind of beast deserves a beating." Sister Lan smiled, but her jade-like hand gripping the wine glass trembled slightly from the excessive force.

So, Yi Jun calmly turned around and walked up to Gao Fushuai and Lin Yashi.

Gao Fushuai curled his lip and shrugged, but he didn't exude any domineering aura. Standing straight, the so-called "tall" and rich man wasn't necessarily taller than Yi Jun.

On the contrary, Yi Jun suddenly curled his lips into a sinister and cold smile. Instantly, an immense pressure seemed to pour out like mercury!

A soldier who claimed to raise pigs in the army possessed the imposing presence of a dragon and tiger.

"You... what do you want to do..." Faced with the overwhelming aura of Yi Jun, Gao Fushuai suddenly felt inexplicably guilty.

Bang! Without a word, Yi Jun kicked out, and Gao Fushuai instantly appeared at the KTV entrance, his nearly 1.8-meter-tall body flying several meters away!

No special moves were needed at all.

"Trash!" Yi Jun muttered, turning to leave. But outside the KTV, two burly men who looked like bodyguards rushed over, their faces menacing. They helped Gao Fushuai up while angrily charging towards Yi Jun's back.

In this society, not many people go out with bodyguards, which showed that Gao Fushuai's status was truly extraordinary. However, Yi Jun didn't care about these scoundrels. He whirled around, about to attack, when he heard Sister Lan shout from behind—

"Trying to cause trouble here?! Don't you know whose place this is?!"

The two bodyguards immediately stopped, hesitatingly turning around to look at Gao Fushuai, who had just gotten up.

Gao Fushuai gritted his teeth, extremely angry. He was a wealthy young master; he couldn't afford to lose face like that. But after calming down, he also realized who the mastermind behind this chaotic KTV was. So, forcing a show of pride, he angrily retorted, "Even if Uncle Qi comes, he'll still have to give my dad some face!"

"We'll talk about that when your dad gets here! Get lost!" Sister Lan cursed, and seven or eight security guards appeared. They were called security guards, but they were just thugs keeping watch; everyone could tell at a glance.

Seeing the situation, the rich and handsome guy decided it was best not to fight a losing battle. He casually uttered the meaningless phrase "You wait," and turned away, seething with resentment.

"Another gigolo selling his father!" Sister Lan sighed. This is an era where connections matter, and some people always treat it as their greatest asset.

Meanwhile, Lin Yashi had just recovered from the conflict. She looked at Yi Jun disdainfully: "You're just going to drift along like this? What kind of place is this? How much of a future can you possibly have?"

"The place is dirty, but the people are clean," Yi Jun sneered.

...

A small conflict was temporarily resolved, although the rich and handsome guy certainly wouldn't let it go and would definitely seek revenge.

Looking at the elegant Vacheron Constantin watch on her fair wrist, Sister Lan said, "I should go back now. Yi Jun, can you take me home?"

"Take you home? You should take me, Sister Lan," Yi Jun smiled, but still took the car keys from Sister Lan's hand. Yi Jun knew that Sister Lan was afraid the rich and handsome guy would retaliate against him, so she wanted him to come home in her car. If she directly said she wanted to protect Yi Jun, his pride as a grown man probably wouldn't be able to handle it.

Sister Lan was a socially adept person, always very meticulous in her actions.

However, Yi Jun didn't want to interrupt Sister Lan's almost overflowing protective instincts.

"Sister Lan" is the nickname used in Jiangning City's social circles. Her real name is Qin Lan, a woman with a story. She was once a top courtesan in this circle, but after retiring, she used her resources to gather a group of girls and become a "madam," or, to put it bluntly, a "pimp." Now, most of the hostesses in the KTV rooms rely on her for their livelihood. Sister Lan has extensive connections; even if the establishment is short of girls, she can easily bring in twenty or thirty more with a single phone call.

Her income comes from commissions on the girls. Other establishments typically take 10%, but Sister Lan takes 20%. Even so, many girls are happy to work for her. Because working for a good madam means less mistreatment, protection, and more business. Even with Sister Lan's 20%, the girls working for her still earn more than others. And if anyone dares to cause trouble for the girls, Sister Lan will definitely step in to smooth things over.

In short, those in Sister Lan's line of work have a wide social network and know many people from all walks of life. Therefore, ordinary people couldn't touch her.

KTVs don't normally deal in prostitution, but there are always exceptions. The behind-the-scenes boss, "Brother Seven" (also known as "Uncle Seven" in Gao Wei's words), was a daring thug who operated with a wide leniency. Sister Lan had many resources, including two top courtesans in Jiangning City, making her Brother Seven's cash cow.

Of course, if Brother Seven didn't keep her, many other thugs would be vying for her. For example, several underworld bosses from neighboring counties had extended offers to Sister Lan. Wherever Sister Lan went, the top courtesans would follow, bringing with them large sums of money. Since she and the other girls didn't receive wages from the establishments, they went wherever the money was and wherever they felt comfortable. Therefore, even "Brother Seven" generally gave Sister Lan some face.

So, she could wear Vacheron Constantin watches, drive a Mercedes CLS300, and live in a 200-square-meter duplex in this era of high housing prices.

Driving Lan Jie's flashy black Mercedes, weaving through the brightly lit North Street, Yi Jun smiled and pulled out a Hongtashan cigarette, offering it to Lan Jie. But Lan Jie didn't take it, only asking, "How much is a pack of these cigarettes?"

This wasn't a normal question. Women who frequent nightclubs could rattle off the prices of dozens of cigarette brands. Women in that line of work had incredibly sharp eyes, because they needed a keen eye to quickly determine whether a man was rich or poor. So, Lan Jie's question was deliberate.

"What do you mean, sis?" Yi Jun chuckled. He had intended to smoke, but now put it back down.

"What I mean is—are you prepared to smoke these cheap cigarettes that cost less than ten yuan for the rest of your life? To live like this forever?" Qin Lan didn't need Yi Jun's answer, she just sighed, "I can see you're a shrewd and intelligent person, unlike those young punks who only know how to show off. But you're lacking a little ambition, just a small ambition. If a man doesn't have the desire to climb higher, doesn't have that restless ambition in his heart, then he's finished. Why did that pretty boy dare to cause you trouble again and again today? But why did he slink away when he heard Seventh Brother's name?"

"Sister Lan, are you teaching us to be bad, huh?"

"Following me, you'll never become a good person. If you're not happy, get out of the car right now."

"Don't even think about it. I haven't even gotten a taste of Sister Lan's money yet, it would be a huge loss to leave now." Yi Jun smiled wickedly. "Then Sister Lan, can you give me some pointers? What kind of ambition do we need? Hmm, that word sounds creepy. Look at this dazzling, decadent world, how many corpses have been buried there, how many ambitions have been destroyed? So Sister Lan, you have to show us the right path, don't lead innocent young people astray."

"Okay, let's not talk about ambition." Sister Lan smiled. She liked Yi Jun's seemingly carefree exterior but with his own strong opinions. "Then let me ask you something, do you know what two things a real man needs to hold onto in his life to make it worthwhile?"

"Huh?"

"One hand holds the power of the world, the other holds a woman's hand—that's the goal!"

It's crude, but it's direct and true.

“Yeah, I get it. Awake, I wield power over the world; drunk, I rest my head on a beauty’s lap.”

“Huh? You’re quite the artsy guy.” Qin Lan glanced at the man with the distinct features of his face and said, “Tell me honestly, are you really just a fresh-faced soldier who recently transferred out of the military?”

“Oh, I used to be an artsy soldier.

” “Nonsense, last time you said you were raising pigs in the army…”

“Artistic on one hand, raising pigs on the other…”

“Get lost!”

…

Jokes aside, Yi Jun knew that Sister Lan’s words were true. In this materialistic, chaotic world, a man has to keep climbing.

If you can’t grasp the tail of power and climb all the way up, you can only look up at its backside, and be drenched in its filthy excrement.

“Make yourself a respectable person, and show those materialistic women like your ex-girlfriend… Actually, it’s too easy to hold that kind of woman’s hand; it’s just a matter of how much money you have. So, you need to stand higher and see further,” Sister Lan said.

Yi Jun smiled and nodded, "Yeah, we need to grab more and better things, like..." As he spoke, his thieving eyes glanced at Sister Lan's impressive chest.

Sister Lan laughed heartily, "You little rascal, trying to take advantage of me? Even if you had two lives, would you dare to make a move?"

"No, at least not now. When you've really made something of yourself, I'll take you to a golden palace, a crystal bed, and then I can make a move, hahaha!" Yi Jun laughed loudly. Even when Sister Lan punched him in the waist, it didn't interrupt his laughter.

"If that day ever comes, I'll lie down and wait for you to come and grab me!"

Talking to such a straightforward woman was exhilarating, much more satisfying than those who pretended to be tense with their legs crossed.

Sister Lan's words inadvertently allowed a small seed of ambition to slowly sprout and grow deep in Yi Jun's heart.

While pondering Sister Lan's words, the car had already arrived at the upscale residential area where Sister Lan lived. Sister Lan got out of the car and slammed the door shut. Her pretty face reappeared through the window: "Go back. You can take this car back. Come pick me up at 11 a.m. tomorrow."

Sister Lan knew that Yi Jun's place was several kilometers away, in a very remote area.

"Aren't you afraid I'll run away in this car? It's worth twenty years of my salary," Yi Jun asked with a laugh. The car wasn't cheap, and Yi Jun had only known Sister Lan for a month.

"If you run away, then I'll admit I was blind and accept my fate," Sister Lan said with a smile as she turned and left.

...

Yi Jun drove back to his place, it was already past midnight. People in this line of work are all night owls. People describe their hard work as "getting up earlier than the chickens," but for someone like Yi Jun, it was more like going to bed later than the chickens.

He carefully parked the Mercedes CLS300 next to his small courtyard, afraid of scratching it. This car was precious, a lump of iron worth over 700,000 yuan. After settling the car in, Yi Jun took a shower with cold water and went to sleep. As he took off his clothes, a small red notebook fell out.

Yi Jun picked up the small notebook, flipped through its unusual contents, looked up and reminisced about the past, a faint smile playing on his lips as he muttered to himself, "I taught you little brats all your reconnaissance skills, and you think you can find me?!"

His thoughts were racing, but sleepiness overcame him. Yi Jun carefully put the notebook away, lay down, and went to sleep. But before his alarm went off, he was awakened by a commotion outside.

Trouble had come again.

Hearing the commotion outside, Yi Jun immediately dressed and rushed out. He dressed quickly and efficiently, much faster than a normal person.

As soon as Yi Jun pushed open the gate, he saw seven or eight thugs blocking the entrance. Not far away, Gao Fushuai's BMW 523 was parked. Through the crowd, Yi Jun saw Gao Fushuai's disdainful smile inside the car. And there was Lin Yashi beside him.

Lin Yashi had spent the night with Gao Fushuai and they had come together today. Originally, Lin Yashi didn't want to retaliate against Yi Jun, but Gao Fushuai insisted. To please Gao Fushuai, Lin Yashi had no choice but to act as a guide. Lin

Yashi had only heard Yi Jun say that he generally lived in this alley, but she had never been there before and couldn't be sure which courtyard it was. However, Sister Lan's Mercedes was too conspicuous; it was unusual for such a nice car to be parked in such a slum-like alley. Therefore, they immediately focused on the courtyard where Yi Jun rented.

As for Yi Jun, he instantly understood everything—Lin Yashi had brought Gao Fushuai to cause trouble. "Leading others to cause trouble for me?" Yi Jun smiled bitterly to himself, thinking this little wench was quite ruthless.

However, facing seven or eight thugs, Yi Jun wasn't too concerned. To be honest, he thought fighting with these thugs was pointless, too childish. So, his face darkened, and he cursed, "Get the hell out of here!" before opening the door of the Mercedes.

But the thugs weren't scared away. The leader, a blond-haired guy, rushed forward and swung an iron pipe at him. Unsurprisingly, Yi Jun grabbed the pipe. Then, with a swift kick, he cleanly sent the blond-haired guy flying. There was no fancy technique involved; it was an unstoppable force.

Throwing away the pipe, Yi Jun was about to get into the car. It was already past ten o'clock, and Sister Lan was waiting for him to pick her up. He thought that after showing off his skills, those guys should be scared.

And they were indeed scared; the remaining seven thugs had never seen anyone so capable of fighting. But at that moment, the rich and handsome guy in the BMW not far away roared, "Go get him! Cripple him, and each of you gets an extra two thousand!"

Money is a good thing; money can make the devil turn the millstone, or even make the millstone turn the devil. Naturally, it could also make these petty thugs, who spent their days at the bottom of society and weren't exactly well-off, get carried away. So, the remaining seven thugs, emboldened by their numbers, rushed over. Yi Jun quickly and cleanly took down two of them. However, the iron pipes and wooden sticks in the thugs' hands weren't just aimed at Yi Jun; they rained blows on the black Mercedes. Crash! The Mercedes' windows shattered, and the car was riddled with dents.

Instantly, Yi Jun's face turned ashen—this was Sister Lan's car!

"Bastards!" Yi Jun, like a hungry tiger among sheep, charged into the thugs like the wind. The thugs were about to smash things and run, but they didn't expect they couldn't escape at all. When all the thugs lay on the ground groaning in pain, even the pedestrians and a large number of neighbors were stunned. No one knew that Yi Jun, who usually had a smile on his face, could be so fierce.

"Damn, how can he fight like that? A monster!" Even Gao Fushuai was a little shaken and turned his BMW around and fled. He thought gathering eight thugs would be enough, but they were no match for him. Although Gao Fushuai didn't know anything about fighting, Yi Jun's series of moves were simply terrifying; even a fool could see the ferocity.

"Come back here!" Yi Jun was furious. But Gao Fushuai had already sped away. Yi Jun couldn't swallow his anger, so he started his beat-up Mercedes and chased after him relentlessly. With his driving skills, catching up with Gao Fushuai wouldn't be difficult.

Just then, Gao Fushuai drove up in a Chevrolet Cruze. A car worth just over 100,000 yuan, relatively low-end, but very clean. The Chevrolet was initially moving smoothly, but the wealthy and handsome BMW veered off course due to its rapid escape. A screech of impact followed as the BMW struck the Chevrolet. The Chevrolet driver, clearly unsure what to do, let the car slide off the curb and crash into a tree.

The wealthy and handsome driver, however, didn't care; he adjusted his direction and continued fleeing.

A moment later, a young woman emerged from the Chevrolet. She wore a white miniskirt, had long, flowing hair, and no makeup. Her bare legs and feet were exposed, clad in simple sandals. Sunglasses weren't on her face, but rather pushed up on her forehead.

The woman was beautiful and had a stunning figure. Her well-developed breasts and long, shapely legs made her a tempting sight for any man.

"Come back here!" she shouted, heading in the direction the wealthy and handsome driver had fled.

A girl who called herself "Laozi" (meaning "I, Laozi") possessed a somewhat unconventional and wild air.

At that moment, Yi Jun was already approaching in his car. Seeing the girl standing in the middle of the road, he immediately shouted, "Get out of the way!"

However, the girl didn't react and simply turned around stupidly. Instantly, a sharp screech of brakes rang out, and the wrecked Mercedes left dark tire tracks on the ground. When the car came to a stop, the front of the car was less than half a meter away from the girl.

The girl was startled at first, and after regaining her senses, she angrily slapped the front of Yi Jun's car: "Hey, can't you watch where you're going?! If you hit me and turn me into a vegetable, you'll marry me?!"

Uh… Yi Jun knew he'd encountered a real gem.

Seeing this girl blocking his way, and having almost hit her, Yi Jun had nothing to say. Besides, the rich and handsome guy's car had already driven far away, and chasing him wouldn't be easy. So Yi Jun reluctantly got out of the car. "Let's talk on the side of the road first."

The girl knew Yi Jun hadn't meant any harm, so she didn't argue with him further and instead dialed the police. Her car had been hit, and the other party had fled the scene; she wasn't going to stand for that. She just took out her phone to call the police when she suddenly paused, turned around, and asked, "Is this the traffic police hotline?"

Yi Jun was speechless…

"Oh…" The girl dialed 122, and the female traffic officer who answered asked her the location of the accident. She immediately covered the phone and asked Yi Jun, "Where is this?"

Yi Jun: "Three hundred meters north of the intersection of Mudan Road and Chengyang Road."

The girl nodded and then contacted the traffic police again. Immediately, the traffic police asked her for her license plate number.

"License plate number? I… I didn't see it clearly! He ran away."

"I'm asking for your license plate number!!!" the female traffic police officer who answered the phone said.

"Oh, mine!" The female traffic officer was about to write it down, but the girl suddenly said, "Wait a minute, let me... let me see..."

The female officer almost choked.

However, the girl seriously ran to the back of her car, stared at the license plate, and read it word by word, making the female officer on the phone a little exasperated.

Finally, the officer said she was coming over, and the girl was waiting under a big tree by the roadside. Seeing this situation, Yi Jun decided not to chase after her anymore, and just wait for the police to catch the rich and handsome guy. Then, they could settle the score for the car accident and the vandalism together.

He took out two magazines and spread them on the curb, sat down, and patted the magazine next to him, gesturing for the girl to sit down as well. The girl sat down without saying a word. She got down, but kept her knees close together and carefully covered her skirt, as if afraid passersby might see something they shouldn't.

After sitting down, this girl took out her phone and started playing the infamous, brainless game "Angry Birds." She even rummaged through her small bag and pulled out a heart-shaped lollipop!

So, she played the game with one hand and held the lollipop in the other. When the game got intense, she would immediately grab the phone with both hands, naturally putting the lollipop in her mouth. After a while, seemingly realizing that "eating alone" was impolite, she immediately took out another lollipop from her bag and asked Yi Jun if he wanted one.

This girl is so carefree; she doesn't seem like someone who just got hit by a car at all!

Yi Jun, of course, wasn't interested in that kind of thing, nor did he have any intention of flirting with this pretty young woman. He was more concerned with how to explain things to Sister Lan. Sister Lan had some money, but she was only middle-class, not wealthy. Moreover, Sister Lan's money wasn't easy to earn; it was a single woman scraping together every penny in the underworld.

"Sister, something's happened..." Yi Jun said awkwardly, "Your car got smashed, that kid did it yesterday. I'm sorry, sister, it's my fault..."

Qin Lan on the other end of the phone paused, then a few seconds later angrily retorted, "That kid's got a death wish?! Bastard, shameless idiot!"

It seemed Qin Lan was venting her anger on the rich and handsome guy, being more forgiving towards Yi Jun. However, since the matter ultimately stemmed from him, Yi Jun also felt guilty. Qin Lan muttered, "Every wrong has its source, every debt its debtor. What are you worrying about, you big man! Don't make me look down on you... You wait there, I'm coming!"

Qin Lan was straightforward, saying what she meant, sharp-tongued but soft-hearted. Therefore, even the women in this circle liked to associate with her. Having such a big sister was considered a blessing for them. Everyone has a past, perhaps happy or bitter, but that wouldn't affect Yi Jun's evaluation of her.

A good person is a good person, regardless of whether her past or present profession was noble or humble.

"Sigh, I lost again!" The Chevrolet girl turned off her phone game, having overheard Yi Jun's phone call, and blinked, asking, "Do you know the hit-and-run driver? The one who said they'd smash your car, could it be the one who drove off?"

Huh? Yi Jun looked at the girl; she was just a little eccentric, but not stupid, able to accurately connect the cause and effect of events.

“Yes, that’s him.”

“What’s that bastard’s name?”

“Uh…” Yi Jun suddenly realized that he didn’t even know the rich and handsome guy’s name. But thinking about it, it didn’t matter. He pointed to the roadside camera and said, “Who cares what his name is? Anyway, the camera must have recorded it. As long as we catch him, that’s fine.”

The girl nodded.

A little while later, a police car drove up. Several traffic police officers fussed around at the scene for a while, and then carefully questioned Yi Jun and the Chevrolet girl. The vandalism of Yi Jun’s car was a public security case, basically unrelated to this traffic accident, so the questioning of the girl took a relatively long time. Moreover, Yi Jun felt that these traffic police officers seemed to be trying to fool him.

And what happened next annoyed both Yi Jun and the girl. Because after the traffic police officers had been fooling around for a while, they contacted the traffic police team and actually said that the camera was malfunctioning and the footage from earlier hadn’t been recorded!

Bastards! It must be the rich and handsome guy’s family who did it!

At this time, Qin Lan also took a taxi to the scene. After Yi Jun explained the situation, this straightforward woman got furious and immediately yelled at the traffic police. "What are you doing? You say the camera is broken when it matters most? Why didn't you say the camera was broken when issuing the fine!"

Actually, her car being vandalized was a minor offense, not really the traffic police's fault. But Qin Lan despised this inaction, and she was a woman who spoke her mind.

One of the traffic police took off his sunglasses, looked Qin Lan up and down, and said, "Miss, watch your attitude. Don't interfere with our police investigation."

What kind of lousy attitude was that! Qin Lan became even angrier.

Just as Sister Lan was about to explode in anger, another police car drove up and stopped across the street. The car window rolled down, revealing the despicable face of the rich and handsome man.

He was actually enjoying himself in the police car!

Instantly, Yi Jun and Qin Lan realized something was amiss.

This rich and handsome man's appearance at this moment was purely to provoke them.

The police car carrying the rich and handsome guy started up again, driving away arrogantly and domineeringly, leaving behind only his triumphant laughter.

With such a close relationship between him and the traffic police, there was no point in expecting them to do anything.

The wild Chevrolet girl was clearly not going to let this go either. "Damn it, I knew the police were hopeless! Hey, if they find that bastard, you'll be my witness!"

The last sentence was clearly directed at Yi Jun.

Yi Jun nodded, and the pretty girl asked for his phone number, while also giving him her own. This girl had a wild personality, but a rather delicate name—Tang Qingqing.

Tang Qingqing angrily opened her car door and finally drove the Chevrolet onto the road, the front of the car badly dented. Yi Jun curled his lip. "Aren't you going to preserve the scene?"

"Preserve my ass! Haven't you seen how those traffic cops behave?" Tang Qingqing muttered fiercely, stepping on the gas and driving off.

…

Afterwards, Sister Lan, seething with anger, got into the wrecked Mercedes. A perfectly good car, smashed to pieces, looked shabby even to sit in. Yi Jun took her to get it repaired, Sister Lan's face turning ashen the whole way.

“Sister, I'll catch that kid later and make him pay for a new one.”

“Money is secondary, the main problem is how infuriating he is. That kid is so arrogant and domineering, look at his smug attitude in the police car.” Sister Lan gritted her teeth angrily, “Didn't he say yesterday that Seventh Brother would give his father some face? Then Seventh Brother must know him. I'll go ask Seventh Brother later and see what he says. Going to the police is useless, so let Seventh Brother help us.”

Seventh Brother was a big shot in Jinwan District of Jiangning City, and also the behind-the-scenes owner of the Chaotic KTV. He had extensive connections in society, and people from all walks of life gave him face.

The two didn't go to the Chaotic KTV, but instead took a taxi straight to a teahouse on the outskirts of the city. This teahouse is also part of Brother Qi's business, and he likes to spend his time here.

Brother Qi's business is large, and this teahouse is clearly very valuable. However, it follows his usual audacious operating methods: ostensibly a teahouse, it's actually a gambling den. The first floor is a front for selling tea, while the second and third floors are filled with gambling tables. The gamblers here are all people of status, spending lavishly, so the teahouse's profits are substantial.

People come here to gamble for two reasons. First, Brother Qi has a lot of influence; even if someone is caught gambling by the police, he can always get them out within 24 hours. Without that kind of ability, you shouldn't open a business, and customers wouldn't dare come. The other reason is that the business maintains Brother Qi's bold style, being quite "open." The waitresses are all beautiful, and there are even passionate "slapping" sounds coming from some of the small lounges.

The first floor is where you actually drink tea, and there's a room that Brother Qi has reserved especially for himself. Sister Lan gently pushed open the door and entered. A slightly overweight middle-aged man, his eyes drooping, leaned quietly against a comfortable root-carved chair, his head tilted back slightly.

In front of him, a pure and innocent-looking girl skillfully brewed and poured tea.

Behind him, a young woman with a voluptuous figure massaged and relaxed his shoulders.

Those who live in the underworld, in the end, aren't they all about enjoying life? Even a big shot like Brother Qi, who started out on the streets with a cleaver, would indulge in a bit of refinement and savor life at this age.

Seeing Sister Lan arrive, Brother Qi's droopy eyelids opened. As for the alluring woman massaging his shoulders, she seemed to harbor a slight hostility towards Sister Lan. Her position was similar to Sister Lan's; she was the manager of this teahouse, essentially managing Brother Qi's business. However, Sister Lan was relatively more independent, not receiving a salary from Brother Qi, so her status was somewhat more detached.

"Sit down." Seventh Brother had the tea-making girl serve Sister Lan a teacup, ignoring Yi Jun, the inconspicuous underling. "The young man you mentioned on the phone is Gao Wei, the young master of Hengtai Real Estate Company. The boss of Hengtai Real Estate—that is, Gao Wei's father, Gao Longsheng—I have some connections with. He and Deputy Director Zhang of the Public Security Bureau are sworn brothers. It's said that Deputy Director Zhang is also Gao Wei's godfather. So, Sister Lan, you should take a step back and not push things too hard."

No wonder! The traffic police team is a subordinate agency of the Public Security Bureau, and Deputy Director Zhang was the head of the traffic police detachment before his promotion. Those traffic police officers must be helping Gao Wei.

Moreover, Sister Lan had also heard of Hengtai Real Estate Company; it was a fairly large real estate company, and its boss, Gao Longsheng, was a figure who was half in the legal and half-legal world. He mingled in high society circles while also colluding with underground gangsters.

"So, Seventh Brother, what do you think we should do about this?" Sister Lan asked.

"Let's settle this with a conciliatory dinner," Seventh Brother said casually. "As for your car, just make him pay whatever he owes. Gao Longsheng isn't short of money. Let's have dinner at the Deep Sea Supreme Hotel tonight."

He had hoped Seventh Brother would stand up for him and teach Gao Wei a lesson. But now it seemed that idea was hopeless. Seventh Brother was a gangster; he wouldn't offend his friends too much over something like this. Besides, Gao Wei's godfather was a leader in the Municipal Public Security Bureau, and gangsters generally tried to avoid unnecessary entanglements with the police. But

Seventh Brother had at least indicated he would step in, which was a small concession to Sister Lan, at least getting her money back for the car. Sister Lan smiled and said, "Thank you for your trouble, Seventh Brother," before gracefully getting up to leave. But Yi Jun was a little annoyed because he looked down on people like Seventh Brother. After all, Sister Lan was now working for Seventh Brother. Sister Lan's car had been vandalized, and Seventh Brother had only mediated, not even uttering a harsh word against Gao Wei. This kind of boss behavior will discourage his subordinates.

So, as he left, Yi Jun sighed and followed Sister Lan.

Behind him, Seventh Brother clearly heard the sigh filled with dissatisfaction. His facial muscles twitched slightly, and he gently opened his eyes, but Yi Jun had already walked out of the room.

The alluring woman behind Seventh Brother snorted coldly, seemingly eager to stir up trouble: "What a bunch of idiots! This little brother Qin Lan brought along really doesn't know any manners."

Although Seventh Brother was a bit annoyed with Yi Jun, he wasn't provoked by the woman's words. He simply said coldly, "These younger guys are getting more and more unruly these days... If it were when I was young and hot-blooded, I would have slapped them twice. People over forty aren't so confused anymore... By the way, isn't that what they say?"

"That's called 'forty and no longer confused'," the woman said with a charming, coquettish smile. "But Seventh Brother, you really aren't confused anymore. I've given you so many 'hints' these past few days, and you haven't paid any attention."

Seventh Brother chuckled and pinched the woman's hand. "You little slut, you call that 'hints'? You practically wanted to lift your skirt and lie on the ground! Luckily, this floor is non-slip, or you might have slipped on the wetness between your legs..."

"You're so annoying..."

Yi Jun hadn't gone far and had heard Seventh Brother and the woman's flirtatious banter clearly. None of that bothered Yi Jun, but Seventh Brother's earlier comment, "Go up there and slap me twice," made him secretly resentful—he's just a hoodlum, what's with the attitude!

Sister Lan also heard this and saw Yi Jun's face suddenly darken. Afraid that Yi Jun would cause trouble, she immediately pulled his arm, "Come on, come with me to buy some things."

...

That evening, Sister Lan went straight to the Deep Sea Supreme Hotel. Seventh Brother had reserved a luxurious private room on the second floor, but he hadn't arrived yet. People who think they're important always arrive late.

Worried that Yi Jun might cause trouble if he went up, Sister Lan repeatedly told Yi Jun: wait patiently downstairs.

"I'll listen to you, sister," Yi Jun smiled. Although he disdained Seventh Brother's behavior, Yi Jun didn't want to complicate things further. He didn't care about anything, but Sister Lan still had to work here.

Sister Lan went upstairs alone, and as soon as she opened the door, she saw Gao Wei hugging Lin Yashi's face and kissing her, his hands also moving around. Even when he saw Sister Lan, he didn't seem to care at all. Lin Yashi felt a little uncomfortable and gently pushed him away, her face slightly flushed.

Gao Wei had been kicked by Yi Jun last time, losing face badly, especially with Lin Yashi right there. Gao Wei brought Lin Yashi along to show her he could get revenge.

Sister Lan ignored him, sitting opposite him with her arms crossed and her head turned away.

Gao Wei, however, chuckled wickedly and asked, "Oh, you're all alone? Where's that kid you're keeping? Too scared to come?"

Sister Lan rolled her eyes at him, not bothering to argue.

A little while later, Brother Qi arrived and sat between the two. Gao Wei greeted him with a smile, "Uncle Qi," and Brother Qi nodded in satisfaction. After a few words, Gao Wei got straight to the point: "Uncle Qi, it's true my men smashed her car, but what about my underlings who got beaten up?"

"If you hadn't smashed the car, would Yi Jun have beaten up your men?!" Sister Lan snapped angrily.

"If Yi Jun hadn't kicked me first, would I have sent people to smash the car?"

"You insulted me first, you deserved to be kicked!"

"You resort to violence after just one insult? Fine, you insult me now, and I'll kick you, how about that?" Gao Wei said almost shamelessly.

Seventh Brother tapped his fingers lightly on the table, "Arguing about this is useless, just settle this quickly. We'll run into each other again, why make such a fuss? Xiao Wei, in the end, it was you who caused this trouble, just compensate A-Lan with a car, you don't need that much money."

"Compensate with a car? Fine, it's just a seven or eight hundred thousand yuan thing. But," Gao Wei looked at Sister Lan and sneered, "my eight underlings were beaten, each of them needs two hundred thousand yuan in medical expenses."

Eight people, one million six hundred thousand!

If this goes wrong, we won't get the car money back, and we'll have to lose nearly a million. Sister Lan's face was not good, and Seventh Brother was also unhappy. This was not a negotiation, and it was a disrespect to Seventh Brother.

"Fine, if you don't want money, just have the police arrest your kept man, lock him in a dog cage for a few days. Anyway, my brothers got injured." Gao Wei sneered, lighting a soft-pack Zhonghua cigarette and propping his feet up on the table. "Don't believe me?"

Ignoring Seventh Brother's grim expression, Gao Wei dialed a number—to his godfather, Deputy Director Zhang. After a few words, Gao Wei handed the phone to Seventh Brother. Seventh Brother was a thug and dared not offend a police leader, so his attitude was extremely respectful. However, his expression grew increasingly troubled.

"Alright, alright, I'll talk to my men right away. I'm so sorry to trouble Director Zhang with such a small matter..."

After hanging up, Seventh Brother's attitude changed drastically. He immediately said, "How about this, we won't compensate for the car, but you can forget about your medical expenses too. Xiao Wei, you're giving me face."

"It's several hundred thousand short!" Gao Wei grinned through gritted teeth. "Fine, we'll even it out, but have that Yi Jun come over and kneel down and kowtow three times. Otherwise, I'll have the police arrest him!"

Sister Lan knew there was no way she'd get Yi Jun to kowtow. But Gao Wei seemed determined to go all the way. What if they really arrested Yi Jun? The police were like wolves and tigers; don't expect to reason with them. Sister Lan wasn't particularly wealthy, but to prevent Yi Jun from being arrested, she reluctantly gave up the compensation for the Mercedes. This woman was more kind-hearted than any man.

Sister Lan gritted her teeth, resigned to the fact that the car had been smashed for nothing, and stood up to pick up her wine glass. "Alright, we're even over the money. As for my brother offending you, I'll apologize on his behalf!"

With that, he filled his two-and-a-half-ounce wine glass with baijiu, raised his head, and downed it in one gulp!

In the usual disputes of the underworld, a woman would have done her job to this extent, and the other party would generally have accepted the situation and stopped. After all, Sister Lan was a person of some standing. Moreover, it was clear that Gao Wei was to blame, and Sister Lan had suffered a loss. Everyone should know when to back down.

However, Gao Wei did not stop. He stood up, holding his wine glass, and sneered, "You apologize for him? Who the hell do you think you are! Fine, since you're willing to stick your neck out, I'll show you mercy this time—swallow this glass of mine, and we'll call it even."

Sister Lan thought she was going to have to drink another glass, and just as she reached out her hand, Gao Wei suddenly splashed the wine in her glass onto her face.

"You..." Sister Lan was about to explode!

But Seventh Brother slammed his hand on the table and said in a deep voice, "Ah Lan, this matter ends here! If you don't want that Yi Jun to be in the police station, then back down!"

His tone was firm and brooked no argument. Seventh Brother was a hoodlum, afraid to offend the police chief, and even eager to curry favor with him. He was also worried that if Sister Lan, who followed him, made a scene, things would spiral out of control.

The words "Yi Jun in the police station" brought Sister Lan, who was enraged, to her senses slightly. Seeing that Sister Lan didn't react, Gao Wei, with Lin Yashi in his arms, laughed loudly and left the private room.

Sister Lan stood there, somewhat dazed, wine dripping from her hair and onto her face. When she came to her senses, she realized that Seventh Brother was also gone, leaving her alone in the large private room.

Her steps were heavy as she slowly left the room, ignoring the curious glances from passersby in the hotel. Being a single woman in the underworld was tough. Although Sister Lan seemed glamorous, her power came from Seventh Brother. Perhaps she could rely on another big shot, but those people would probably end up like Seventh Brother. In Brother Qi's line of work, unless it's a life-or-death conflict, who would go against the police leadership?

Besides, it would be a real waste to get Yi Jun arrested for this. They have connections in the police station; if Yi Jun were in there, he'd be tortured to death by those guys!

Sister Lan and Yi Jun weren't exactly life-or-death comrades, but she thought highly of the young man and liked him. More importantly, she was kind-hearted.

So, despite being insulted by this young upstart, Gao Wei, Sister Lan gritted her teeth and accepted it.

When they walked out of the hotel, Yi Jun was still waiting there. Earlier, when Yi Jun saw Gao Wei smugly leaving with Lin Yashi, he guessed that Sister Lan's car might be in trouble. But he never expected Sister Lan to be in such a sorry state.

"What's wrong, sister?"

Sister Lan wiped the wine stains from her face, forcing a smile: "It's nothing, let's go back."

"I asked you what happened to your face!" Yi Jun's voice was almost a shout.

Sister Lan bit her lip and gently patted Yi Jun's back. "It was my fault, the wine spilled... Let's go."

Yi Jun wasn't stupid; he understood everything. He turned around angrily, looked in the direction Gao Wei had just left, and squeezed out a curse through clenched teeth: "Damn it, you're asking for it!"

Sister Lan could tell that Yi Jun was furious. She knew his personality and knew that if he couldn't control himself, he could be incredibly ruthless. Just a few days ago, Yi Jun had secretly helped her deal with a small problem, and he really was ruthless. Thinking of Gao Wei's threat to arrest Yi Jun, Sister Lan couldn't help but worry—this was a fight to the death.

However, Sister Lan couldn't tell Yi Jun about Gao Wei's threat. She knew Yi Jun's temper; the more you scare him, the more determined he'd become. Things might get even more out of control then.

Yi Jun's stubbornness had a powerful attraction for women, but it was undeniable that it could be a real headache at times.

"Let's go!" Sister Lan grabbed his arm, heading towards the roadside. This hotel wasn't far from Sister Lan's place, and since her car had been vandalized, they had walked there. Now, she wanted to go back and take a hot shower to wash away the bad luck and humiliation of the day. Of course, she was also holding onto Yi Jun because she was worried he might do something irrational in his rage. That Gao Wei had connections with the Public Security Bureau; he wasn't someone to mess with.

Yi Jun gritted his teeth, surprisingly calm. This almost expressionless attitude made Sister Lan even more uneasy. They walked for five minutes without Yi Jun uttering a word. Under the chaotic neon lights, he seemed completely out of place. Sister Lan, dressed in all black, simply walked silently with her arms crossed, exuding a cool aura in the summer night.

After a long while, Sister Lan finally said, "Let's leave it at that. Don't do anything rash."

"I'm not used to being bullied by petty people," Yi Jun sneered. It was clear that Yi Jun wouldn't let this go. "Besides, it's one thing what that blind fool did to me, but the key is he shouldn't have touched you."

Sister Lan suddenly stopped and stared at Yi Jun: "I'll say it again—that's it! You promise me you won't lay a hand on that Gao Wei!"

Yi Jun was taken aback, not realizing that Sister Lan was actually worried about him, and thought she was scared because something serious had happened. Not wanting this woman to worry so much, Yi Jun smiled faintly: "You know, I'll listen to you in everything."

That's good! Sister Lan breathed a sigh of relief, and said earnestly: "In this life, there are bound to be bumps and bruises. It's not shameful to swallow your pride, as long as you're determined to slap someone back sooner or later—I believe you have the ability, it's just a matter of time."

Yi Jun put one hand in his pocket, and with the other hand, his thumb and forefinger awkwardly pinched a Hongtashan cigarette, remaining silent.

Lan Jie wasn't sure if she'd really convinced him, so she continued, "Look ahead, look further ahead. That's a real man—a man worthy of my respect, Qin Lan. If you're working down here, you have to be aware of your position. When you reach Seventh Brother's level, at least most people will fear you; when someone reaches a higher level, they can even trample on human laws. So, you have to be patient. I'll give you ten years of hard work, and I believe you can achieve a life of luxury in Jinwan." "

Ten years? Just this small Jinwan district?" Yi Jun glanced at the bustling streets around him and smiled wickedly.

"You're really something, even when I'm just saying you're coughing, you're getting all worked up!" Lan Jie had said quite a bit, and her mood had improved. She laughed and scolded him, holding up her five jade-like fingers. "You don't take Jinwan seriously? Do you know how much Seventh Brother is worth as the boss of Jinwan's underworld? Fifty million, and that's a conservative estimate!"

"Goodness, don't try to scare me with such a huge sum. In my opinion, you're already a very wealthy woman." Yi Jun smiled playfully.

"Me? I'm just putting on a show. Besides the house and the car, how much do you think I have left? To put it bluntly, I'm just a madam, scraping by on the girls' legs. How much can I earn?" Sister Lan said irritably.

"Come on, I was hoping you could keep a gigolo, looks like that's hopeless."

"Get lost! Hahahaha!" Sister Lan had just cursed when she laughed again. It wasn't entirely a laugh of joy, but rather a way of venting the frustration in her heart.

Unconsciously, they had arrived at the neighborhood where Sister Lan lived. Yi Jun looked up at the 30th-floor duplex apartment, dark and gloomy. "Aren't you scared all alone?" It was

a small joke, a little subtle.

"You little rascal! I remember what you said—'When you can carry me to the golden house, the crystal bed!'" Sister Lan laughed and patted him on the chest, tugging at the collar of his cheap shirt. Suddenly, her laughter faded slightly. "And remember what I just said: Don't lay a hand on Gao Wei. We shouldn't step in dog poop." "Yeah, a man's promises after getting out of bed are always true." Yi Jun laughed and grabbed Sister Lan's hand, feeling its smooth, warm touch. "I'm leaving, goodnight." He turned away nonchalantly, waving goodbye to Sister Lan without looking back.

"I knew he was all talk and no action!" Watching Yi Jun's retreating figure, Sister Lan muttered to herself, then looked up at her dark, empty home and smiled faintly.

A naive girl might have been more drawn to young men who would act impulsively and recklessly for her sake. (For more details, follow the WeChat official account [唯漫文学] and reply with the number 482 to continue reading the exciting story!) But a mature and worldly woman like Sister Lan understood how to consider things from another perspective: how rare it was for a tough guy like Yi Jun to suppress his anger for her sake. This at least showed that Yi Jun cared about her and all her thoughts.

Back home, the smooth-skinned Sister Lan lay in the comfortable bathtub and sighed deeply. A fair hand gently caressed her delicate body, unconsciously applying a little pressure when it reached her breasts. Her mind was filled with images of Yi Jun for no apparent reason.

A woman who has been hurt, when she is alone licking her wounds, will most deeply understand the importance of a man, no matter how strong or independent she appears on the outside.

...

The next morning, Yi Jun called Sister Lan to ask when she would be going to the Chaotic KTV. But Sister Lan hesitated for a while and said she didn't want to go. Yi Jun understood her feelings, because Sister Lan had been humiliated by Gao Wei the day before, and Brother Qi was there but didn't stand up for her.

Now, Sister Lan and Brother Qi haven't broken off their relationship on the surface, but there is already a deep rift between them. Yi Jun advised her to rest for two days and not think about anything else. Due to limited space, follow the WeChat public account [唯漫文学] and reply with the number 482 to continue reading the exciting story! Moreover, Yi Jun felt that unless he taught that kid Gao Wei a lesson, perhaps Sister Lan's mood would be better. A woman's heart is unfathomable. Sister Lan asked Yi Jun not to cause trouble for Gao Wei, but in her heart, she definitely wished that the bastard would be crippled the moment he stepped out the door. However, a real man's word is his bond. Since Yi Jun had promised Sister Lan, he wouldn't easily lay a hand on Gao Wei unless that blind bastard continued to provoke him.

Of course, such a bastard wouldn't stop. Yi Jun felt he would eventually have a chance to teach that kid Gao Wei a lesson.

The phone had just hung up when it rang again. He looked and saw it was Tang Qingqing, the pretty girl in the Chevrolet he'd hit yesterday. He'd thought it was just a chance encounter and hadn't expected to actually cross paths with this girl again.

A month later, the new house was renovated, and we moved back in. Now, my mother-in-law and I had a better relationship; she seemed to have forgotten about the forced sex I'd forced her to have. I didn't want to seduce her either; after all, I had to consider my family. As a man, even if I'd only slept with my mother-in-law once, I was already satisfied.

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