[Urban] Dream of Desire (Complete) - 10-12

Episode 3, Chapter 2: The Half-Immortal Subdues the Demon

. At the intersection of Songjiang Road and Minquan East Road in Taipei City lies a famous tourist attraction, also a place with strong religious beliefs, renowned for its miraculous deeds, and perpetually bustling with worshippers—"Xingtian Temple."

Almost everyone who has lived in Taipei for a long time knows of Xingtian Temple. It's conveniently located on a major thoroughfare in Taipei, within a bustling urban area, and has developed several unique local characteristics over time.

Besides the volunteers inside the temple offering free exorcisms to worshippers, and the elderly women outside the temple selling incense and special offerings to passersby, the most distinctive feature nearby is the row of fortune-telling stalls in the pedestrian underpass adjacent to Xingtian Temple. Frankly speaking

, the quality of these fortune-telling stalls varies greatly. If one is lucky enough to encounter a true fortune teller or layperson and receive their correct guidance and answers, their destiny may change drastically.

Meanwhile, the masters who gradually build a reputation move from underground passages to office buildings, opening well-equipped fortune-telling shops to continue guiding people.

This symbolizes the upward striving depicted in the I Ching hexagrams, from "hidden dragon, do not act" to "flying dragon in the sky."

At this moment, Yu Xin led me to a building not far from Xingtian Palace, located on Songjiang Road.

She led me familiarly to the sixth floor, to an office divided into several individual studios within a single room, and without waiting for the receptionist to announce her arrival, she eagerly rushed inside.

"Cousin! Cousin! Come out quickly!"

When Yuxin pushed open the door to the small room, I saw a man's back. He was staring at the computer screen while talking into a phone, "Ms. Chen, let me calculate the house you mentioned. Please wait a moment, don't hang up."

Looking at the screen, I felt a sense of familiarity. Driven by curiosity, I went closer to take a look.

But when I saw the contents, I almost burst out laughing. The computer screen displayed the system for accessing electronic transcripts on the land administration office's website.

After the printer displayed several house floor plans and their land registry transcripts, I watched as the man looked at the documents in his hand and said into the phone, "Hmm...Ms. Chen, after calculating the address you gave me, I determined that the house faces northwest, is that correct?"

Although I didn't hear the conversation, I imagine the other person was saying something like, "Your calculations are very accurate."

After nodding, he continued, "Therefore, according to your birth chart, this house clashes with your destiny. So if you want to live here, you might need to 'fix' it first before moving in. This would be better for you and your family..." Judging

from his use of modern technology to cheat on others through "fortune telling," he was probably just another charlatan trying to make a living. However, based on the idea of not blocking his path to wealth and everyone trying to earn a living, I simply stood behind him, coldly observing and listening to him offer his methods for "fixing" the situation.

Yu Xin, who was standing next to me, couldn't wait even a minute before impatiently snatching the phone from his hand and yelling into the phone, "Sorry! Master Yi Tian has urgent business to handle right now, so please prepare 200,000 yuan as 'resolution money' before calling back!"

Then

, with a "snap!" she slammed the phone down.

"Hey! Who are you? How rude... Ah! Cousin... What brings you here?"

The man glanced at Yu Xin, swallowing back the foul language he was about to utter.

When he saw me behind Yu Xin, he asked, "Cousin... And this gentleman is?"

As our eyes met, I realized he looked familiar, but I couldn't place him. He glanced at me, paused for a moment, then pointed at me and shouted, "Ah! Aren't you... um... right, Mei Youquan, right?"

I was genuinely startled when he called my name. I thought: Am I not a celebrity, yet more famous than one? Or is he really a fortune teller? But as I looked at his slightly overweight face and his unique way of speaking, I suddenly remembered a comrade from my military days.

"Could you be... He Biqiang, the one who slept in the bunk below me at the Pingtung recruit training center, who snored every night, talked in his sleep through his teeth, and had a constant stream of stinky farts that could kill anyone, nicknamed 'Little Fairy He'?"

He said somewhat embarrassedly, "Yes, yes, we haven't been in touch for a long time. By the way, how did you find this place? Did you come here specifically to see me?"

Yuxin, who had been left standing to the side, looked surprised and said, "Huh? Cousin... you two know each other?"

I also asked in surprise, "Cousin? Yuxin, is he really your cousin?"

At this moment, He Biqiang said with a grin, "Hehehe... I didn't expect the world to be so small! After not being in touch for so long, we still managed to meet. It seems we have quite a bit of fate...

" Just as the three of us were laughing heartily at this rare coincidence, He Biqiang glanced at Yu Xin and me casually, then suddenly looked horrified and said, "Strange? Why do you and your cousin both have dark circles under your eyes! And the veins on both sides of your forehead are bulging... and there are straight red blood vessels in the whites of your eyes... This... this is a very bad omen! Mei Youquan, give me your birth chart! And yours, cousin, give me yours too!"

Hearing his alarmist words, I stubbornly replied, "Hey! He Biqiang, some things... are fine as a joke... but some things... don't say them carelessly! Besides... is your fortune-telling skill really that accurate?" As

I spoke, I deliberately glanced at the computer behind him, implying that he was just a charlatan who scammed people out of money.

Unexpectedly, after glancing at the computer, he immediately turned back and said angrily, "Hey! Good brother, although I, Yi Tian Jushi, am sometimes not very accurate, you should have heard the saying 'everyone has their own expertise,' right? Since feng shui for houses isn't my specialty, it's understandable that I sometimes use modern technology to help people with fortune telling. However, when it comes to physiognomy, Zi Wei Dou Shu, and the I Ching, that's my area of expertise. So, on that point, there's absolutely no doubt! Therefore, please don't confuse me with those charlatans outside!"

At this moment, Yu Xin, who was standing nearby, saw that the atmosphere was a bit off and quickly stepped in to smooth things over, saying, "Cousin, I don't think Brother Quan meant that, so please don't be angry! Besides, we came to see you today because of this matter!"

Now it was He Biqiang's turn to show a surprised expression and ask, "What exactly is going on?"

Just as Yu Xin was about to speak, I immediately stopped her with a look.

Then I took the initiative and said to him, "I heard from Yuxin that you understand 'heavenly language'?"

He was initially stunned, but then blurted out in Taiwanese, "So you really went to 'trick a ghost'?"

I glanced back, then back at him, pointing behind me for him to see.

Following my gesture, He Biqiang looked behind me and instantly showed a horrified expression. But the next second, he grabbed a peach wood sword hanging on the wall and shouted, "You audacious fiend! Surrender now! Otherwise, I'll punish you on behalf of Heaven, ensuring you never reincarnate!"

Was it a rare opportunity for him to showcase his skills? Or was he born with a deep-seated hatred for ghosts and a dedication to exorcising demons? Or perhaps he had aspired since childhood to become an exorcist?

As he spoke, he suddenly darted out from my left, sword in his right hand, a sword gesture in his left, muttering some incantation, and instantly thrust his peach wood sword behind me.

Turning around, I saw He Biqiang's peach wood sword aimed straight at Xiaodie's prominent breasts.

Xiaodie, who had been following us, seemed terrified of the wooden sword in He Biqiang's hand—a sword that posed no threat to us. Therefore, when He Biqiang thrust the sword at her, she immediately covered her chest with her hands and retreated, causing He Biqiang's thrust to miss completely.

Because it all happened so suddenly, neither Yuxin nor I expected He Biqiang to start fighting without warning.

By the time I reacted, He Biqiang had already dodged past me and launched another attack on Xiaodie, who was suspended in mid-air.

"Hey! He Biqiang, stop and listen to me!"

But he didn't even turn his head and said, "Whatever you want to say, wait until I subdue this female ghost!"

In my haste, I rushed towards He Biqiang and tried to snatch the peach wood sword from his hand.

Don't be fooled by He Biqiang's increasingly plump and out-of-shape physique after his military service; he no longer has the strong and robust build of his youth, so you might think his movements would be slow.

But just as I rushed forward and was about to grab the peach wood sword from his hand, he skillfully dodged my attack with a simple sidestep.

Then I saw him thrusting left and right at Xiaodie, constantly leaping and bounding with his large body, chasing after Xiaodie's ghostly shadow.

Instantly, He Biqiang's studio turned into a "fat man's fat-burning exercise" weight loss field.

Because Yu Xin didn't possess the so-called "yin-yang eyes," she had no idea what He Biqiang was doing, jumping up and down with a peach wood sword in a space of less than twenty square meters.

However, for me, who could see Xiao Die's ghostly figure, it was indeed a thrilling and exciting battle between a human and a ghost.

At first, Xiao Die simply dodged left and right, flying up and down to avoid He Biqiang's attacks.

Even when He Biqiang thought he had her cornered against the wall, with no way to escape, and was about to deliver a fatal blow, Xiao Die disappeared into the wall the instant he thrust his sword, and then reappeared behind him.

This caused He Biqiang's peach wood sword to not only miss its mark, but he also almost broke his demon-slaying weapon due to the excessive force of his attack.

When he turned around and saw Xiao Die standing unharmed in front of him, looking at him with a mocking expression, he roared in anger and slashed at her recklessly.

Unexpectedly, his slash landed squarely on me, standing behind Xiaodie. Startled, I quickly dodged to the side to avoid being caught in the crossfire.

"Could you please stop?"

I seized the opportunity and reached out to snatch the peach wood sword from his hand, lest he accidentally injure someone else before subduing the ghost.

Although his attacks seemed ineffective against Xiaodie, they were more than enough against me, a living being.

When he saw me trying to take the sword again, he immediately spun and drew it back, then performed a "flying swan's glide," before flashing behind me. The fluid, swift movements made me wonder if it was the effect of the fat he spilled while burning off oil?

At this moment, he shouted angrily, "Mei Youquan! What are you doing! Do you know that I rarely have a chance to subdue demons and show my divine power, but why are you causing trouble here and deliberately ruining my good deed!"

"I just don't want you to hurt innocent people... Besides, I have something to ask her, so please don't be so impulsive..."

"Wait... wait a minute... you can see ghosts too?"

He Biqiang asked in surprise.

I said matter-of-factly, "Of course! Otherwise, why would I let you see for yourself? I just feel that what's happened recently seems to be closely related to her, so I want to know the whole story. So... could you please be lenient and let me finish my questions before deciding how to deal with her?"

Yu Xin chimed in, "Yes, cousin... we all really want to know what happened. Otherwise, I'm afraid something bad might happen, even leading to our deaths..."

Although he was unwilling, under Yu Xin's pleas, he had no choice but to temporarily put down his magical artifact and begin talking to Xiao Die in a language I couldn't understand.

As he talked to Xiao Die, I discovered that she not only understood him but also chattered back in the same language.

What intrigued me most was that when Xiaodie spoke to He Biqiang in this way, not only did she not use that strange, cringe-inducing accent that made my skin crawl, but her voice was also soft, clear, and melodious. This was a world of difference from the drawn-out, murderous tone she used when talking to me. Yuxin and I

listened quietly as He Biqiang spoke to what appeared to Yuxin to be just an empty wall, using a Japanese-like, short, and glissando-like pronunciation, muttering to himself.

He Biqiang nodded and shook his head occasionally, sometimes uttering a few incomprehensible "heavenly words." Xiaodie, on the other hand, seemed to have suddenly found someone to confide in, talking and gesturing non-stop to He Biqiang like a machine gun.

"Brother... Quan, how's the situation now?"

Yuxin asked softly, holding my hand.

Perhaps forgetting there were outsiders present, Yu Xin almost blurted out her affectionate nickname for me. Luckily, she remembered in time, otherwise, if I had waited a while, another thorny issue might have arisen, requiring me to explain and clarify.

After waiting for almost twenty minutes, seeing that they showed no sign of stopping, I simply interrupted their conversation.

"He Biqiang, could you stop for a moment, have some water, and rest for a while?"

But he replied to me with an annoyed tone, "Please! I've been studying Taoism for so long, and I finally have the opportunity to communicate with ghosts! Why are you interrupting my learning opportunity again!"

I said to him in surprise, "What! Is this your first time communicating with a ghost?"

Hearing my words, he nodded somewhat embarrassedly.

Surprised, I pressed further, "So what did you talk to her about? You don't actually like her and want to date her, do you?"

"Get lost! I don't want to die young! I want to live to be 120!"

"What did you talk about that lasted so long?"

Yu Xin chimed in, "Yeah... Cousin, tell us! We're so worried, but you're saying things we don't understand. At least translate a few sentences for us so we can understand why she keeps bothering us!" Yu Xin's words immediately changed He Biqiang's previously submissive attitude. Pointing at

Yu Xin, he said sternly, "You dare ask! Who told you to accidentally get stuck with her yin energy! That's why she keeps following you! Sigh... If this isn't resolved quickly, and something really happens, I won't be able to explain it to my uncle and aunt..."

Hearing this, Yu Xin's expression suddenly turned terrified: her hands, which had instantly turned icy, gripped me tightly, and she said with unease and fear, "How could this happen! Cousin, you're not joking with me!"

"Joking? Do I look like I'm joking with you?"

Seeing Yu Xin's pitiful, tearful appearance, I immediately stepped in to smooth things over, saying, "Alright, alright, you cousins, stop arguing! He Biqiang... He Banxian, tell us quickly, what exactly happened?" I

turned my head and saw Xiao Die standing alone in the corner, her head down, her hands clutching her loose sleeves, twisting them constantly, as if she was about to cry too. I was completely at a loss, not knowing what to do.

At this moment, Xiao Die suddenly raised her head and whispered to me, "Young...master...this...me...following...you...and...her...is...unavoidable..."

I waved my hand at Xiao Die, signaling her not to speak any more nonsense. I tried my best to keep a natural expression; otherwise, hearing her chilling "nonsense" would make me want to rush up and give her a quick death, sending her straight to the underworld to be reincarnated.

Then, I said to He Biqiang, "Quickly translate this: what's her purpose in following us? Otherwise, Yu Xin and I will definitely be driven crazy!"

He Biqiang, panting, put the peach wood sword back on the wall and slumped into his seat to rest for a while.

After taking a sip of tea, he said, still panting, "Actually, the root of the problem lies with you, Mei Youquan. And all the reasons stem from you!"

"What does this have to do with me?"

I retorted indignantly.

He Biqiang, not to be outdone, asked, "Then let me ask you, didn't you break a vase a few days ago?"

"Yes! And because of that damned vase, I ended up in the hospital for several days! Huh? Strange, how did you know?"

"Hehehe! Have you forgotten I'm 'Yi Tian Jushi,' nicknamed 'He Banxian'?"

I stared at him in surprise, while he wore that knowing, almost prophetic, expression that made me very uncomfortable.

Anxious, Yu Xin also said, "Please, stop arguing! He Biqiang, get to the point! What does that vase have to do with...with this female ghost?"

Perhaps Yu Xin couldn't see Xiao Die and hadn't yet adjusted to her feelings, so she couldn't accept the spirit from another world, and therefore still didn't want to give Xiao Die a name that truly belonged to her. Upon hearing this, He Biqiang immediately pointed at me and shouted, "How can it be unrelated! He's the one who released this female ghost!"

"What! How is that possible?"

Yu Xin and I exclaimed in unison.

In Chapter 3 of the third episode,

He Biqiang glanced at Xiaodie behind me before continuing, "This story is complicated, but the gist is that you accidentally broke a vase with your head, and the blood from your head simultaneously released the seal binding her, freeing her soul. Therefore, she's been looking for a chance to repay you, which is why she's been following you. But unexpectedly, you not only didn't appreciate her kindness but also spoke harshly to her. Don't you think it all started because of you?"

I interrupted him, "Wait a minute! You said I broke the vase, giving her soul a chance to escape. But why was her soul sealed inside? How long did she live in the vase?" "Tell

me, how long has it been since the eighth year of the Xianfeng Emperor's reign in the Qing Dynasty?"

Because I hadn't studied history well before, I had no idea of the correct answer to this difficult question. Yuxin, on the other hand, probably did well in this subject, or perhaps she hadn't been out of school for very long, so she hadn't forgotten these things she had memorized.

So, after a moment's thought, she blurted out, "The eighth year of Xianfeng... isn't that 1858 AD... wow! More than two hundred years ago!"

Hearing the number two hundred years ago, I was immediately startled. The reason for my shock, of course, wasn't because Xiaodie had been dead for more than two hundred years.

The real reason was that the first thought that popped into my mind when I heard this number: "Damn! I actually broke an antique vase! Luckily, Wang Lijin isn't holding it against me anymore; otherwise, I really would have to spend the rest of my life as a free maid in her house to pay off my debt!"

Then I casually said, "No wonder that vase was so dirty! I don't know what kind of weeds grew inside, it was black and filthy, so disgusting! Thinking about it now still makes me feel strange..." After

I finished speaking, I saw Xiaodie, who had come to my side, suddenly blush slightly on her bloodless, pale face, and she was speaking in almost a murmured, heavenly language.

As a result, He Biqiang, after hearing Xiaodie's heavenly language, suddenly clutched his stomach and burst into loud laughter.

I asked, bewildered, "Hey! Did I say something wrong? Or did Xiaodie tell a joke that made you laugh like this?"

"Hahaha! You're mistaken, that's not weeds! That's...that's...hahaha..."

Yu Xin also asked curiously, "What is it? Cousin, tell me quickly..."

At this moment, Xiaodie spoke hurriedly, chattering away. After hearing this, He Biqiang wiped the tears of laughter from the corners of his eyes and said to us, "Hehehe...Xiaodie told me not to tell..."

Suddenly, I rushed forward, grabbed his neck, and said in a threatening tone, "Are you going to tell me or not? If you don't tell me, believe me, I can beat you so badly that even your own mother won't recognize you!" I

tightened my grip on his neck, causing his face, which was originally flushed from laughing, to turn a purplish-red from lack of oxygen.

He slapped my hand hard, his expression pained, and said, "Cough! Cough! I'll talk, I'll talk... those weeds... are Xiaodie's 'pubic hair'! Let go..."

Hearing this unexpected and hilarious answer, I was immediately stunned.

Taking advantage of my momentary daze, He Biqiang forcefully broke free of my hand, sat down on the ground, and gasped for fresh air.

When Xiaodie heard his answer, her already flushed face turned even redder, and right before my eyes, she instantly formatted her spirit and soul, disappearing into the small room.

Standing beside me, Yu Xin, eager to know the answer, initially tried to suppress a smile upon hearing this utterly ridiculous answer, but as she couldn't stop laughing, more and more laughter escaped her lips; finally, she no longer cared about her ladylike image, and simply shook her sexy body, bursting into loud laughter.

So that's it!

The clump of black grass that I had forcefully torn off the ring in my fear that day was actually Xiaodie's genitals... No wonder she cried out in pain.

That's why I accidentally let go of the vase out of fright.

If I hadn't let go of the vase, none of this accident would have happened. And then, none of these strange things would have occurred… Once

I understood the whole story, the cause and effect, I could only blame my bad luck. Why did I go to Wang Lijin's house to collect commission? It was only a few hundred thousand yuan…

Although that money could cover my basic needs and provide for my enjoyment, it seemed insignificant compared to the decades of my life ahead.

But thoughts aside, the events had already happened, and it was too late for regrets. However, the pattern on Yuxin's back, and the curse effect of the mandarin duck butterflies, were a pressing problem that needed to be solved.

So I waited until Yu Xin had finished laughing, then asked with a serious expression, "He Biqiang, get up! Stop playing dumb on the ground! Tell me quickly, what are we going to do about Yu Xin's situation?"

Upon mentioning this thorny issue, He Biqiang immediately dropped his grin and said seriously, "If Yu Xin hadn't gone to the hospital to visit you and accidentally had a 'void collision' with her, it would have been because when Yu Xin hurriedly left that night, she accidentally bumped into Xiao Die, whom you mentioned, which caused her to absorb some of Xiao Die's yin energy, turning her fortune from prosperity to decline.

" "And afterwards, you engaged in inappropriate sexual activity with her, cross-infecting each other with the impure energy on both of you, leading to today's situation. Alas… this problem… is almost unsolvable!"

As if a prisoner had been sentenced to death on the spot, Yu Xin almost fainted upon hearing this conclusion.

If I hadn't reached out in time to support her as she leaned backward, she might have either become a vegetable or a paralyzed "wheelchair beauty."

At that moment, I roared anxiously, "Hey! He Biqiang, look at you! You've scared your cousin like this!"

But He Biqiang just shrugged, his face full of helplessness, and said, "I didn't want this either... But if I said some nice words and deliberately deceived you, my conscience would really be uneasy! I'm sorry..."

After he finished speaking, he just walked out of the studio door, leaving Yu Xin and me slumped on the ground.

Watching He Biqiang leave, and hearing his last words, "I'm sorry!", a scene from a movie suddenly flashed through my mind: a doctor walking out of the operating room, facing the family of the patient he was trying to save, telling them that the patient was beyond saving, and then leaving sadly.

"Impossible! Absolutely impossible! There must be other treatment methods... I, Mei Youquan, absolutely cannot not live past twenty-nine..."

Looking at Yu Xin, whose eyes were empty and lifeless, as if she had become a walking corpse, without any independent consciousness, lying in my arms, I suddenly remembered that wasn't it the Third Prince who helped me solve this kind of unscientific case before?

Thinking of the Crown Prince, I excitedly patted Yu Xin's pale face and happily said to her, "Good wife, don't worry! Look, I completely forgot, we can ask the Crown Prince for help again!"

After saying that, I directly helped Yu Xin's terrified, ice-cold body to a chair, and then I imitated the posture of a medium preparing to summon a deity in a movie: slightly squatting, raising both hands above my head, the index and middle fingers of my right hand pointing upwards, the index and middle fingers of my left hand bent downwards, my arms crossed, and began to summon the Crown Prince.

"Seeing through all beings, the clouds clear, the gods in the heavens are clearly revealed! Crown Prince, descend and lend me your body, to eliminate disasters and save lives! I beseech the Third Prince to descend and display his divine power, rise!"

After saying these incantations, I immediately stomped my right foot down hard, making a

loud "bang!"

These gestures and incantations were actually taught to me by the Third Prince. At the time, I only wanted to save Yu Xin first, so I agreed to his conditions carelessly.

However, regarding some of the incantations and hand gestures he taught, since I didn't listen carefully at the time, I'm not sure if I'm doing them correctly now. If I do do them wrong, will there be any other side effects?

I looked around and then at my own body, but nothing had changed.

"Could it be this incantation?"

With a bit of doubt, I tried again. This time, I stomped my foot so hard it felt like I was going to crush the entire floor. But the force of the rebound was so great it almost broke my leg.

"Ah! It hurts so much...it hurts so much!"

Forgetting about maintaining the standard "spirit medium" posture, I squatted down in pain, constantly rubbing my right leg, which felt like it was broken, and groaning in pain.

"It's no use! Young master, you're currently surrounded by ghostly energy, no deity is willing to approach you, let alone ask him to possess you..." "

Xiao Die!"

I turned around in surprise, looking at the white ghostly figure that suddenly flew out of the wall again.

"Why are you so alarmed, young master? Is there something wrong with me?"

Xiao Die remained ten centimeters off the ground, her figure swaying erratically with the air currents in the office.

"You... how come you're speaking so fluently all of a sudden?"

Xiao Die sighed and said, "I'm speaking ghost language now. If you can understand it, it means your day of reckoning is not far off..."

Why is there both heavenly and ghostly language in the underworld? It's giving me a real headache. However, the day of reckoning she mentioned...

Before I could even speak, Yu Xin, who was resting in a chair, covered her face with her hands and began to sob.

I quickly went to Yu Xin's side, hugged her, and comforted her, "Xin, what's wrong? Why are you crying again?"

Upon hearing my words, Yu Xin's previously low sobs suddenly turned into loud wails.

Just as I was about to offer some words of comfort, Xiaodie interrupted, "Young master, this young lady must understand what I'm saying, just like you..."

Xiaodie's semi-classical way of speaking meant that if you weren't well-versed in literature, you really wouldn't understand what she was trying to say. Luckily, I hadn't fallen asleep in my Chinese literature classes before, so I considered myself quite good at that subject.

But understanding what she was saying now wasn't necessarily a good thing.

"Yuxin... do you really understand what she's saying? Can you see her now?"

Yuxin didn't answer me, but she answered me with an even louder sob.

What should I do now? I couldn't ask the gods for help, and I couldn't find any other solutions. Was I just supposed to watch helplessly as our situation rapidly deteriorated?

No! There's a saying: "Man can conquer nature!"

I thought there must be another way to solve this.

I looked at Xiaodie with a sliver of hope and said, "Xiaodie, if you want to repay me, please tell me how to break the curse of the Mandarin Duck Butterflies?"

"Young Master, I'm sorry! I haven't seen the light of day for long, so I haven't yet found a way to break it. I hope you will forgive me!"

The last glimmer of hope in my heart was extinguished like a bucket of cold water poured over the flame after Xiaodie told me the truth. The weak flame could no longer withstand the cold water and went out. My heart instantly plunged into the darkness of despair, finding it difficult to find any light of hope.

Helpless tears silently welled up in my eyes and slid down, dripping onto Yuxin's hair.

Yuxin looked up, her eyes also filled with tears, and used her delicate hand to wipe away the tears from my eyes.

"Husband, since fate has ordained us as a pair of star-crossed lovers, let's accept it! Being able to be an immortal pair of butterflies like Annie and the others isn't such a bad thing!"

"This…"

Indeed, from another perspective, immortality has always been a human pursuit; and maintaining a youthful appearance is a dream cherished by women today.

However, if it comes at such a high price for permanent beauty, I'd rather follow the laws of nature, naturally grow old and die, and enter the next cycle of reincarnation. That way, my existence wouldn't have been in vain, allowing me to experience the ups and downs of life.

Reaching out trembling hands, I wiped away Yu Xin's tears, and naturally, I kissed her pale lips.

No words were needed; the harmony of our hearts spoke volumes. I extended my nimble tongue, greedily demanding a wet kiss from Yuxin; she reciprocated with equal passion, her smooth, fragrant tongue intertwining with mine in the air.

Our lips met again, reluctant to part.

But as we passionately exchanged our saliva, lost in our ardent kiss, that damned phone rang, jolting us out of our reverie.

"Damn! Is it the company calling to check up on me?"

Reluctantly pulling away from Yuxin's lips, I picked up my phone and saw it was Zhixuan calling, instantly extinguishing my burning desire.

I grabbed my phone and rushed outside before nervously pressing the call button. In a calm tone, I said, "Hello... honey, why did you think to call at this hour?"

To my surprise, my greeting was met with Zhizhi's slightly angry reply, "What! Do I need to consult the almanac and check the time to call you? I'm free now, can't I even talk to you?"

"Good wife, it's not like that! I'm just talking to a client. By the way, since you can call, it means you're back in Taiwan, right?"

"Hmph! You're smart! I just got off the plane. Are you free to pick me up?"

Looking at Yuxin through the glass window, I hesitated, "But I'm still talking to a client, so I'm afraid I can't leave right now... Why don't you take a bus back to Taipei first, and I'll come to your house tonight?" "

In that case, I'll just have to go to the co-pilot's house, have a coffee, chat, or just have a pure chat with him under the covers... and then I'll come to you tonight..."

This wretched little girl, pressuring me again with that tone. A sudden surge of inexplicable anger welled up inside me. Although I desperately wanted to confront her, I didn't want to give her evidence of infidelity at this sensitive time, which could become a reason for breaking up with me.

So, I reluctantly said, "Okay, okay, I'll reschedule with my client and then pick you up from the airport... Is that alright?"

"Hmph... That's more like it! I'll wait for you at the airport then!" I

hung up the phone and walked into the house with a troubled expression.

As I was still pondering how to broach the subject and find a reason to leave, Yu Xin spoke first: "Honey, you go first. I'll just take a taxi home later!"

Hearing Yu Xin's words, a chill ran down my spine, and cold sweat broke out on my forehead. "How did you know what I was going to say?" I

asked. She looked at me with a mournful expression and said, "Hmm... I don't know why, but when you were on the phone with Sister Zhixuan, the content of your conversation instantly flooded my mind! Honey, does this mean I'm no longer a normal person?"

"Yu Xin..."

Yu Xin sighed and said, "Honey, don't say anymore. You should go first... That way, I can stay here alone for a while..."

I said with a guilty conscience, "Wife, I'm sorry! I'll go and break up with her right now!"

"Don't do this!"

She held my hand and said gently, "Honey, don't give up on Sister Zhixuan so easily just because you pity me now. I think she's actually a good girl, but what about me? Right now, I'm just a passerby in your life. Maybe tomorrow, maybe the day after, when the curse becomes a reality, maybe I'll leave you and hide in some unknown deep mountain. So, you should cherish the happiness you have now. Otherwise, one day, when you lose both women at the same time, you'll regret it, and by then, it might be too late to make amends!"

Things changed so quickly, beyond my imagination.

I was dreaming of getting rich with Guo Haiming early this morning, but before that dream could even come true, fate seemed to be playing a joke on me. Not only did I witness Yu Xin's sudden physical change, but Xiao Die also appeared out of nowhere.

Just because of these two people, my beautiful fantasy dream was shattered without mercy.

So, at Yu Xin's insistence, I had no choice but to drive to Taoyuan International Airport again with complicated feelings.

A few weeks ago, because my head injury hadn't healed and I was tricked into going to Yilan for a business trip by my impotent manager, Zhixuan and I didn't have much time to spend together.

This time, although I could finally see Zhixuan, the change in time and the drastic shifts in personnel meant that I didn't feel the same fervent anticipation and excitement I used to have when facing this real girlfriend.

Just as I turned my car into the passenger area, I saw Zhixuan and several colleagues, dressed in the alluring purple-red flight attendant uniforms, arguing loudly with a group of girls in yellow-trimmed uniforms. They were shouting at each other like a bunch of gossipy old women, completely lacking the elegance and refinement expected of flight attendants.

As I got closer, the loud shouting reached my ears.

Suddenly, Zhixuan forcefully pushed down the handle of her suitcase; then, hands on her hips, she pointed at a young woman opposite her who looked quite attractive.

"Little sister, don't think youth is your only asset! If you don't have our depth and high level of education, I think you could retire early in six months!"

The girl retorted, taking off her coat to reveal her firm, proud breasts. She looked at Zhixuan with disdain and said, "I'm telling you, 'auntie'... when we reach a certain age, we should accept it. When it's time to retire, we should retire, so people won't say your company is full of 'eternal beauties'!"

She went on to say, "Looking at all the airlines in Taiwan, your company has the oldest flight attendants. If you add up the ages of all the women in your company, it might be older than the age of dinosaurs! I don't think anyone would want to fly on your company's planes..."

Women are most afraid of having their age mentioned; moreover, the girl who was arguing and "challenging" Zhixuan looked to be only around twenty years old. But the way she called her "Auntie" was clearly an attempt to provoke a conflict between Zhixuan and her, to start a war between women.

Since I was stuck between the two cars, it wasn't convenient for me to get out and find out what was going on. So I simply stayed in the car and watched how things unfolded.

Zhi Xuan raised an eyebrow, her eyes flashing with murderous intent. She spat out fierce words through clenched teeth: "You ugly frog girl! I've been incredibly tolerant of you, but don't mistake my tolerance for weakness; don't mistake my forgiveness for instant milk powder, ready to be consumed at any time! Let me tell you, if you don't apologize to me, I'm not letting this go today!"

"Hmph! Who wins and who loses is still unknown! If it weren't for me, Song Yingqiao, no longer caring about the rankings of arguing masters, how could that 'Bus Ping' have been so arrogant on TV for so long!"

At this moment, it felt like watching a scene from the movie "Hail the Judge." A group of young female flight attendants immediately split into two distinct camps, red and green, standing in a line, neither side willing to give way.

Seeing this scene was like witnessing two groups of young, rebellious women in Ximending, preparing for a fight over a stranger.

The two men, hands on hips in a teapot-like stance, their faces contorted with murderous intent, their fierce gazes locked in a tense standoff, indicated that the two groups were on the verge of exploding.

Under these circumstances, it was only natural for me to remain in the car to avoid being caught in the crossfire.

With a stomp of her foot, Zhi Xuan quickly slid her left foot out, aiming straight for Song Yingqiao's magnificent chest.

Then, with her right index finger, almost touching Song Yingqiao's nose, she pointed at her and sneered, "You're a frog in a well, and you still won't admit it! If I hadn't retired from arguing for years, how could you, this little slut, be so arrogant! Look at your pathetic appearance, besides using your sagging breasts to seduce your interviewer, what other 'three little uses' do you have? I think... only your ugly company would take in a bunch of ugly green frogs like you!"

Forced by this imposing aura, Song Yingqiao involuntarily took a big step back.

But then she straightened up, gave Zhixuan her left middle finger, and started spitting as she cursed, "Damn it! Go take a piss in the toilet and look at your own mask. Just one fake smile and a huge piece of your mask falls off; even the crow's feet around your eyes could trap four or five mosquitoes! Call us the Ugly Girls Company, at least we don't have plane crashes all the time..."

Zhixuan's momentum didn't weaken; instead, she became even more vicious, saying, "It's better to die from a crash than to die from being ugly... Although dying from a crash is instantaneous, dying from being ugly is for a lifetime!"

"You...you...you just wait! Let's go!"

Watching the group of young girls in green flight attendant uniforms angrily leave after uttering those harsh words, I knew Zhixuan had easily won this argument.

As I got out of the car and walked over to Zhixuan, I overheard her, still seething with anger, saying to her colleagues as the other woman walked away, "Hmph! Trying to mess with me! If this weren't a public place, I would have verbally abused her until she vomited blood and had to go to the hospital!"

Hearing this, the smile on my face froze instantly. This was the true face of Zhao Zhixuan, my girlfriend of a year and a half, who always seemed gentle, virtuous, elegant, and always had a friendly smile.

Thinking about this, I couldn't help but shiver.

But I immediately rubbed my stiff cheeks with both hands and, at the opportune moment, flashed a bright, sunny smile at her, saying, "Hi! Baby..."

I expected to see Zhixuan's still-angry face; but when she turned around, I saw a pure face, like that of a girl next door, with elegant, quiet manners, smiling warmly at me.

"Honey...you're finally here..." (
Episode 3, Chapter 4: A Chance Encounter with an Enemy)

Just as I was utterly surprised by Zhixuan's sudden 180-degree change in attitude, she had already taken my hand and happily said goodbye to her colleagues.

What puzzled me most was that she used to always ask me to help her carry her incredibly heavy luggage...

but today, she automatically pulled the handle of her suitcase, dragging it along, swaying her sexy hips, and nestled in my arms with a blissful expression, as we walked towards my car.

Although I really wanted to ask what had happened, seeing her beaming face, I decided it was best not to bring it up, as it would create an awkward atmosphere in the car.

Along the way, Zhixuan happily talked about the exotic scenery of her destination. It was as if the shrew who had just been yelling in the street had absolutely nothing to do with her.

But the more she displayed the warm smile I usually saw when serving guests on an airplane, the more bewildered I became.

Although I'm not the kind of pathetic, perverted man with masochistic tendencies, compared to her attitude during our phone call, I actually wished she'd maintained that slightly angry look. At least that attitude made me feel more at ease.

When we arrived at her building, she suddenly turned to me and said, "Hey, I have to tell you... my company has a party tomorrow night, so I wanted to invite you. Oh... by the way, the party starts at 7:30, so come pick me up around 7:00, remember, don't be late... Ah! And... remember to dress presentably, okay?! I'm going upstairs now. Bye-bye... I miss you!"

After leaving a bright red lipstick mark on my lips, she picked up her luggage and walked towards the elevator without looking back.

Only then could my tense and anxious heart truly relax.

I had initially thought she was going to pull some strange trick or have some other special request that required my full cooperation. Thankfully, she just wanted me to accompany her to her company party.

Regarding this, I still felt something was off. However, my problems with Yuxin haven't been resolved yet, so I couldn't be bothered to speculate about whether she had any other purpose in attending this gathering.

When I arrived at Zhixuan's building on time, dressed in a smart designer suit as agreed, she hadn't come downstairs yet. After calling her from downstairs to urge her, I waited for almost twenty minutes before she finally appeared before me, belatedly.

But as she approached my car, my patience had already been worn thin, and I was about to explode with anger when I saw her attire. All my complaints vanished instantly.

Because as she walked towards my car door, what caught my eye in the dim streetlights was her sexy short-sleeved cheongsam. The visual impact of this cheongsam instantly churned my previously calm heart like boiling water.

The black and pink cross-woven satin immediately evoked images of nobility and elegance. Although the cheongsam was a long, flowing dress, the high slits on both sides, extending to the center of her hips, naturally revealed Zhixuan's long, slender, and fair legs as she walked, making her appear both sexy and natural, elegant and sophisticated.

Coupled with her two-and-a-half-inch black patent leather heels adorned with sparkling rhinestones, the shoes not only perfected her proportions but also made her shapely legs even more alluring.

When I rolled down the car window and waved to her, she walked around the front of the car towards the passenger seat. At that moment, I caught a glimpse of the alluring, seductive beauty beneath the cheongsam's slits.

Because cheongsams are all about a close-fitting cut, this one on Zhixuan showcased the results of her years of effort in maintaining her perfect figure.

However, after my gaze swept over her waist several times, I couldn't find any trace of underwear below it. This made me feel a lewd thought rising in my heart.

Adding to this, there was a small, two-finger-wide slit along her back, running from the back of her neck to her buttocks. Therefore, after my gaze lingered on Zhixuan's body for several seconds, I became even more certain of my guess.

I suspected that Zhixuan wasn't wearing underwear under her cheongsam today! And when my headlights shone on Zhixuan, I saw an even more arousing and exciting scene.

Because right in the center of the chest area of Zhixuan's cheongsam was a circle woven from transparent silk fabric, five centimeters in diameter; and on this silk fabric, embroidered with the same material of black satin thread, was a six-pointed star magic circle pattern often seen in fantasy novels.

This caused Zhizhi's pair of snow-white, full, and firm breasts to sway and rise and fall, partially concealed by the six-pointed star pattern. This visual stimulation immediately ignited my endless reverie and primal, latent desires.

Watching Zhizhi sway her graceful curves as she walked towards me, the magnificent waves of her chest rhythmically assaulting my visual senses with the activation of the water-based six-pointed star array.

At that moment, I felt as if a series of enormous tsunamis were relentlessly crashing down upon me, leaving me almost in a daze, my mind instantly blank. I didn't even realize when Zhizhi opened the car door and came in, or when she sat down next to me.

"Honey, you look so beautiful today!"

After finally snapping out of my daze, I immediately and sincerely praised Zhixuan.

Although there's still no solution to Yuxin's problem, at least she's adjusted her mood and accepted this unavoidable reality. Therefore, I was able to accompany Zhixuan to this gathering without worry.

And because of this, I'm not as depressed as I was yesterday. Now, I can open my heart and chat and laugh with Zhixuan.

"Really? Do I look really good in this? I had a friend order this from a famous cheongsam street in Shanghai!"

Although Zhixuan said this, judging from her smug and confident expression, she probably just needed more affirmation.

As Zhixuan's boyfriend, I certainly wouldn't hesitate to give her more compliments. So I stepped on the gas and drove towards the meeting place, continuing to praise her as I drove: "Actually, even if I drove around the whole island, I'd have a hard time finding a woman as beautiful as you."

She smiled radiantly and said happily, "You smooth-talking, big man, all you do is sweet-talk women. Tell me honestly, while I was away from Taiwan, did you go out and mess around?"

Feeling guilty, my heart suddenly raced when I heard this.

That feeling of being stared at coldly, as if someone had seen right through me, was truly unpleasant.

Despite my inner turmoil, I forced myself to remain calm and smiled ingratiatingly, "My dear wife, your husband has always been very good. I would never sneak around while you're away."

"That'd better be true! Otherwise, you should know what the consequences will be..."

she said, her eyes intentionally or unintentionally drifting towards my crotch, causing me to instinctively squeeze my legs together.

Under normal circumstances, if a sexy woman dressed provocatively stares at my crotch with a suggestive look and a slightly lewd smile, I would definitely interpret her flirtatious glances as a signal that she's asking for my attention.

But this time, the sexy woman sitting next to me, with her clear, intelligent eyes radiating flirtatious glances that instantly struck my penis, didn't evoke any burning desire. Instead, I felt a strange, chilling coldness suddenly rising from my tailbone up my spine, making me shiver involuntarily.

Avoiding Zhizhi's sharp gaze, I quickly focused and drove to our destination.

When we arrived at the restaurant for the gathering and were about to get out of the car, Zhizhi suddenly appeared with a three-quarter sleeve jacket, which she put on as she got out.

I asked Zhixuan, puzzled by her unusual behavior, "Zhizhi, it's not cold now, why are you putting on your coat?"

For some reason, Zhixuan suddenly spoke in a coquettish voice she only used in bed, "I... I wore it specifically for you! Besides, there are colleagues from the company inside later, so to avoid unnecessary trouble, it's better if I don't show off too much..."

She was clearly a slut at heart, but in front of her colleagues, she still wanted to maintain a ladylike image; she clearly wanted to show off her figure, but at this crucial moment, she deliberately hid her impressive assets.

I intimately embraced Zhixuan's slender waist, and under the strange looks of the waiters and strangers, I walked smugly towards the private room for the party.

However, as soon as I opened the door, I was already hearing a terrifying song, like the howl of a wild beast, that was unbearable to hear.

After I put my arm around Zhixuan's waist and we went inside, a large group of men and women had already formed several small groups: some were playing drinking games and making merry, while others were flipping through songbooks, looking for an opportunity to grab the microphone.

The people inside didn't seem to react to our arrival. Most of them wore insincere smiles, gave us a perfunctory greeting, and then continued their performance.

The awful singing finally ended, and as soon as the title of the next song appeared on the TV screen, a somewhat gaunt and thin man swiftly grabbed the microphone from the fat man next to him, eager to unleash his singing prowess.

Just as the intro had played three bars and was about to enter the main melody, the fat man next to him, perhaps overdoing it, accidentally stepped on the thin man's foot without realizing it.

I just happened to see the thin man, his face contorted in pain, shouting, "Fat Tiger! Cut! Cut!"

Hearing this, the fat man immediately turned around and pressed the skip button on the song selection console without saying a word. His swift movements made it seem as if his sole purpose here was to cut songs for people.

This very action allowed the fat man to slightly move his foot, enabling the thin man to pull his leg away from the fat man's foot, sparing him the ordeal of going to the hospital for a cast.

He had probably been waiting for this song for a long time, only to have it inexplicably cut off before he even got to sing it; coupled with the pain of his leg being run over by a tank, he immediately burst into a tirade: "Fat Tiger, what are you doing, cutting off my song for no reason!"

The man called Fat Tiger, however, looked bewildered and said, "Suneo, didn't you not want to sing this song and asked me to 'cut it off' for you? Why

are you blaming me now!" Hearing this, Suneo's face turned a dark red with anger, and he retorted to Fat Tiger, "You damn Fat Tiger! Don't you understand Taiwanese? You just stepped on my foot, so I told you to move your foot, not to cut the song off! Oh! You're really going to drive me crazy!"

I happened to squeeze next to them and overheard this hilarious exchange, which made me laugh out loud.

I chuckled and whispered in Zhixuan's ear, "Zhizhi, all your friends are so interesting! Since there's Gian and Suneo, what about Nobita and Shizuka, or Doraemon?"

Zhixuan glared at me and said, "Have you been watching too many cartoons, or are you too addicted to manga? You should just stay here with me, drink your wine, and sing your songs..."

She then pulled me aside and introduced me to her friends, completely ignoring me and eating, drinking, and having fun with them, treating me like I was invisible.

If I had to attend such a boring party, I'd rather go home and sleep. But seeing Zhixuan's sexy outfit, I was afraid that if I left halfway through, I'd give those bored men a chance to pick up girls, leaving me like a green sea turtle listed as a protected species.

So, feeling utterly bored and unable to leave early, I simply made an excuse to pee and get some fresh air.

As I was buying drinks at the convenience store downstairs, I suddenly saw two figures, both strange and familiar, flash past the store entrance.

Curious, I quickly paid and cautiously followed them.

I watched as the middle-aged man intimately embraced a young girl, heading towards the karaoke bar where we were having our gathering.

Just before the elevator doors closed, I pretended to be in a hurry, ducked, and squeezed through, deliberately standing behind them.

Through the gleaming steel of the door, I finally saw the true faces of this despicable couple: though not clearly, I could at least make out their facial contours.

"What a small world! Taipei is so big, and I never expected to witness something so exciting. Hmm… I'd better call Ming-ge first."

Stepping out of the elevator with the crowd, after confirming their booth number, I immediately called Guo Haiming.

"Hello… Ming-ge, it's me, A-Quan…"

"Oh... what's up? Has everything been settled with Xiao Zhen?"

"Brother Ming, I'm still working on that, so there won't be any news so soon. I'm calling to ask if you're interested in or have any thoughts on the 'rich businessman keeping a flight attendant' news."

"Please! Which rich businessman doesn't have multiple wives? Even our company's chairman, although he's almost seventy, still has two young and beautiful mistresses, so what's so surprising about this? Wait a minute, you're calling now and asking me this question, I don't think there's someone I know here, is there?"

I whispered outside the emergency exit, "Bingo! And this person, you just clashed with him not long ago..."

"You mean... that 'Liu Feichang' who always holds back?"

"Brother Ming, you're a seasoned veteran! You got it right away after just a few words. Want to come watch the show?"

An excited voice came from the other end of the phone: "I'm not interested in other people's gossip, but I'm definitely going to get a gossip magazine to report on this fatso's gossip extensively. Where are you now? I'm coming to find you right away..."

I had to carefully monitor the situation inside, but I also had to consider Zhi Xuan's situation.

Unfortunately, one of the two private rooms was upstairs, and the other downstairs. So, like a waiter, I was constantly running up and down the stairs. I thought, even the waiters here wouldn't be this tired!

Just when I thought I was about to run out of breath, I finally saw Guo Haiming wearing sunglasses, furtively looking around at the elevator entrance, seemingly searching for someone.

As soon as I saw him, I waved to him.

"Ming-ge, Ming-ge! Over here..."

As soon as he reached my side, he asked anxiously, "A-Quan, what's the situation inside?"

I stood there catching my breath, resting for a while before saying, "They haven't come out since they went in, so I think they're having a lot of fun in there..."

"By the way, A-Quan, why are you breathing so heavily? Is your asthma acting up? I'm telling you, it's better to avoid these kinds of smoky places, so your asthma is less likely to flare up..." I said,

somewhat amused and exasperated, "Ming-ge, don't you think about it? I'm here, keeping an eye on that slutty couple, and also dealing with my girlfriend's company party. Besides, I'm not Sun Wukong or Jiang Bajiao, I don't have any clone abilities, so I have to keep running up and down the stairs!"

"Isn't your girlfriend Katie? Or... Hehehe, I know! I'm going to tell her right now that you have another mistress!"

I threatened him nervously, "Ming-ge, there's a limit to jokes! If you become Zhizhi's 'tattling partner,' I'll also tell your wife that you did something to betray her!"

"Okay, okay, I was just kidding! I don't even know what she looks like, or which private room she's in, how am I supposed to go and tattle? Look how nervous you are... Let's go, let's go check out Liu Feichang's place..."

So, I led the way, and Guo Haiming followed closely behind me. When we were almost at Liu Yishou's private room, I gestured with my finger, and Guo Haiming nodded in response.

After we got to the private room, I deliberately paused and curiously peeked through the small window on the door to see if there was anything I wanted to see inside.

But when I glanced at the window, I realized that the window, which should have been transparent, was now covered by a coat, making it impossible to see what was inside; and there was a wet tissue tied to the door handle.

Upon seeing this obvious hint, Guo Haiming immediately blurted out, "Wow! This fatso really thinks this place is a brothel... He's even doing this 'sealed bag' thing! Looks like... there must be some exciting scenes inside..."

Although I've never been to a brothel, I'd heard Wang Wenlai, this "brothel pervert" and "captain of the escort team," say that if you see a towel or wet wipe tied to the doorknob in a brothel, it means something exciting is going on inside, and they don't want the staff to come in and disturb them.

If a clueless staff member tries to go in and ask for a tip, not only will they not get a tip, but they might also have to leave behind a hand or a leg to crawl out.

Just as Guo Haiming and I were hesitating about whether we could rush in and take some exciting photos, Xiao Die's voice suddenly came from beside me.

"Does the young master need my help?"

Anyone who encounters Xiao Die for the first time with her sudden appearance without prior notice would definitely be scared half to death. No wonder everyone gets so scared when they see a ghost that they want to find a charlatan to calm their nerves.

Luckily, I've become numb to her frights, or rather, I'm almost like her, so I'm no longer surprised by her sudden appearance.

"Xiao Die, do you know that suddenly appearing like this is very impolite?"

Hearing my reprimand, Xiao Die lowered her head, looking guilty, and said, "I know I was wrong, please forgive me, young master..."

I sighed and said, "Never mind, I'm used to it anyway. By the way, you said you had a way to let us in, right?"

Xiao Die asked at this moment, "This door is unlocked, why do you need to worry about this, young master?"

"We're looking for the best time to go in, can you help us?"

Guo Haiming listened to me talking to myself and asked me with a strange expression, "A-Quan, what are you muttering to yourself?"

"Nothing! I'm thinking about when to go in so I can catch them cheating on the sofa."

I quickly made an excuse to cover up my strange behavior.

Guo Haiming didn't say anything more after hearing that. At this moment, I whispered to Xiaodie, "Since you want to help, could you please take the clothes away from the window?"

"I'll try..."

After saying that, Xiaodie vanished in a flash, but less than five seconds later, she reappeared in front of me, her expression extremely angry.

I thought to myself: She herself came from a brothel; even if there were inappropriate scenes inside, she doesn't need to be this angry, does she? But as soon as this thought crossed my mind, Xiaodie's already pale face looked even more terrifying: even her long, smooth hair stood on end like hedgehogs.

Then, she gritted her teeth and said angrily, "I know what you're thinking, young master. Although I come from a humble background, you don't need to look down on me like this!"

Seeing Xiaodie's ferocious face for the first time, a sense of fear immediately rose from the bottom of my heart.

"Ah Quan, what's wrong? Why are you suddenly shivering? Is the air conditioning too strong here, or are you really too weak?"

"No, it's probably because I didn't sleep well last night and caught a bit of a cold... By the way, Ming-ge, have you thought of anything?"

I then said to Xiao Die in a voice only I could hear, "I'm sorry! Sister Xiao Die, I didn't mean to offend you! Please don't be angry, otherwise, the way you look when you're furious is really scary..."

Upon hearing this, Xiao Die's originally stiff, upright long hair and her ferocious face, which would make anyone vomit white foam, finally settled down like static electricity a minute later.

Guo Haiming looked at me strangely and said, "Ah Quan, what's wrong with you today? You look really strange, like you're possessed. Don't you want to go back and rest?"

To avoid him saying anything more that would infuriate me, I decided to be frank: "Brother Ming, I don't want to hide it from you anymore. Actually, there's a female ghost standing next to us, her name is Xiaodie..."

Then I recounted the whole story of our relationship, without holding back, only mentioning why she had been following me.

I didn't tell him about the latter part of my story with Yuxin.

After all, I still find it hard to believe that Yuxin and I, so young, would die such a tragic death. And I was also afraid of how he would react if I mentioned our romantic escapades.

Fortunately, Guo Haiming already had the experience of the Annie incident and the Third Prince's appearance, so he wasn't too frightened by Xiaodie's existence. Instead, he was intensely curious about her appearance.

"Ah Quan, is the female ghost you mentioned actually pretty?"

This was the eleventh time he had asked me. I had told him everything I could, but he still wouldn't give up and kept asking.

So I had no choice but to say to Xiaodie, "Xiaodie, why don't you just show yourself to him? Otherwise, he keeps asking questions, and I'm annoyed too!"

She, who was originally in a state of great anger, calmly replied after hearing my words, "This person's ghostly aura is faint, and he cannot see my form."

At this moment, I remembered Xiaodie's strangeness, so I asked, "Xiaodie, why are you so angry? What indecent scene is inside that makes you so angry?"

But she not only did not answer my question, but her face became even more frightened, and she said a strange name with resentment: "Ru... Hua!"

Chapter 5 of the third episode: Pink Beauty

"No way! The woman I saw walking in with him just now had a pretty face and a good figure. It's impossible for her to suddenly turn into an ugly woman like Ru Hua, right?"

As soon as I heard "Ru Hua", I immediately associated this name with the female comedians that often appear on TV nowadays, or the ugly woman in movies who always picks her nose and has exaggerated stubble on her face.

"Aren't those people in here Ru Hua and Master Liu—Liu Hengcai? Also, this brothel is really strange!"

"Ru Hua? Liu Hengcai? Brother Ming, has Liu Yishou inside changed his name?"

Guo Haiming looked puzzled: "No, he's been called Liu Yishou since he was a child, is there a problem?"

"But..."

I saw Xiaodie hesitate, so I decided to ignore her for now and deal with the current situation quickly. I had to rush back to Zhixuan's private room, afraid that she might get drunk and do something to betray me.

"Brother Ming, never mind, let's rush in first!"

"Hmm... otherwise, staying here isn't a solution!"

Let's do it! I nervously gripped the handle on the door of the private room, while Guo Haiming held the camera he had prepared, waiting to take pictures of them as soon as we rushed in.

I called out softly, "One... two..."

"Please wait, sir, the behavior inside is indecent, it's not appropriate to watch at this time!"

What a joke! I've been waiting for this perfect moment!

Xiaodie probably doesn't understand; I want the people inside to behave as indecently and lewdly as possible.

So I ignored Xiaodie's nonsense and kept shouting at Guo Haiming, "Three! Go!"

After shouting, I immediately turned the doorknob and practically rammed the door open. Guo Haiming followed closely behind, his finger on the shutter button, ready to capture the best shot.

"Hisprise! Happy Birthday!"

we shouted our prepared lines, and the two of us quickly slipped inside. The blinding flashes of the camera immediately started clicking away

.

The couple inside were probably startled by our actions, but they didn't expect that the surprised expressions on Guo Haiming and my faces were far more exaggerated and complex than theirs.

As soon as the camera's nine-shot burst mode stopped, I swiftly and deliberately feigned ignorance, exclaiming, "Ah! Sorry, wrong room!"

Then I immediately slammed the door shut and rushed downstairs via the fire escape.

"Huff! Huff! Huff! Huff! I never expected Liu Feichang to have this kind of fetish… Ha! Ha! Ha! It's hilarious! I'm definitely going to put him on the cover of a gossip magazine…"

In the dimly lit alley, I took several deep breaths to regulate my erratic breathing, and then laughed happily, "I really can't believe that an old man old enough to be a grandfather has such a progressive mindset, liking this kind of thing!"

Recalling the unbelievable scene from just now, I still couldn't believe that what I had just seen was real.

Although it hadn't even been a minute, I clearly saw that Liu Yishou was bound hand and foot, kneeling barefoot on the ground, with a dog collar around his neck.

The hand holding the rope of the collar was a slender, snow-white hand: and the owner of this hand was none other than Song Yingqiao, who had a serious argument with Zhixuan yesterday and lost to her.

In truth, which girl who can become a flight attendant at an airline isn't a highly selected, outstanding talent? So I simply cannot agree with Zhixuan calling her an ugly frog that day.

Because Song Yingqiao was wearing a black, knee-length trench coat when she passed downstairs earlier, and because she was nestled in Liu Yishou's arms, I didn't see what was underneath her coat.

But just now in the private room, without the trench coat to conceal her, she transformed into a seemingly noble yet seductive SM queen.

A red, open-front leather vest supported her large breasts, but the three-centimeter-deep, half-open bra cups couldn't cover the two cherry-pink nipples at the top of her breasts.

Her lower body was clad in wide-legged red leather thongs, revealing half of her sexy buttocks, paired with a matching lace camisole. The sight instantly turned any man's penis into a fiery, hard rod. The black fishnet stockings tucked into the camisole also subtly exuded a decadent aura.

Normally, Song Yingqiao's outfit was only seen in adult films; I never imagined I'd have the chance to witness it in real life. This exciting outfit of Song Yingqiao lingered in my mind, like a powerful atomic bomb, sparking countless obscene flames. Especially

when she wore bright red three-inch heels, pressing her narrow heels against Liu Yi's face, and rhythmically lashing his naked body with a leather whip, the cold, regal aura emanating from her face made her seem like a ruthless, beautiful, and domineering female tyrant.

Guo Haiming and I repeatedly looked at the footage we had taken, and my little brother had unconsciously begun to rise, eager to meet the queen in the picture and begin a further relationship with her.

But while I could think about it, I really didn't know how I would react if such a thing actually happened to me.

After we confirmed the clarity and usability of the photos, Guo Haiming picked up his phone and made a call.

I overheard him say, "Xiaoqiang, my Plan A is complete. Your Plan B can be activated now. The big fish is..."

Hearing him mention Liu Yishou's private room number, I realized that he had another team waiting for his instructions to launch another prank.

Since there was nothing more for me to do here, I said goodbye to Guo Haiming and rushed back to the private room where Zhixuan was having her party.

As soon as I opened the door, I saw that Zhixuan was no longer wearing her three-quarter-sleeved jacket; she had a half-drunk smile on her face and was playing drinking games with her colleagues.

However, some bored men who didn't sing, didn't play drinking games, and didn't like drinking were intentionally or unintentionally sitting behind Zhixuan, staring at her back with lewd smiles.

Especially when Zhixuan's movements were slightly larger during the drinking games, the previously inconspicuous slit in her back became incredibly wide. This naturally exposed Zhixuan's beautiful spine outside her clothes, creating another alluring scene.

Seeing this, I was furious and stepped forward to stop her, saying, "Zhizhi, why are you drinking so much!"

"Oh, it's you, husband… Where have you been? Why have you been gone so long?"

Her words, reeking of alcohol, were also heavily tinged with the smell of alcohol. I suspected that she might have been deliberately plied with alcohol by those people, who wanted to take advantage of Zhixuan while I wasn't looking.

To avoid hurting our relationship and to prevent Zhixuan from being forced to drink more, I immediately said to Zhixuan, "It's getting late, let's go home!"

Without waiting for her reply, I pulled her up, who was already half-drunk, and after a few perfunctory words to the others, I half-dragged, half-carried her to the car and drove towards her home…

"Ah Quan, pull over, I feel like throwing up… ugh…"

Before Zhixuan could even open the car door, she started vomiting in the car.

Instantly, my car was filled with a sour, rotten, nauseating smell; even I almost vomited from the stench.

"Ugh! Zhizhi, how much did you drink today?"

I forced myself to stop the car on the side of the road, rolling down all four windows for ventilation, despite my churning stomach. Then I took out the bottled water from the gas station from the trunk and started rinsing Zhixuan's vomit with plenty of water.

Under the strong aftereffects of the alcohol, Zhixuan, after vomiting, not only slumped weakly in the passenger seat, but her face also turned from bright red to ashen, and finally a deathly pale.

After finally cleaning up the mess on her body and inside the car, the air inside smelled slightly better.

"A-Quan...A-Quan..."

I asked impatiently, "My dear, what's wrong with you now?"

"I want you...I want you...Oh...it's so sad...so many stars are twinkling above my head..."

Seeing that she had closed her eyes and was muttering incoherently, my initial agitation finally subsided slightly.

"Sigh...you drunkard, why did you drink so much for no reason..."

Zhizhi was now completely drunk and unconscious, and with her unpleasant smell, I thought it wouldn't be good to go back to her house at this time. But if I took her to my house, I was afraid that Yuxin might suddenly appear there and cause unnecessary trouble.

Although Yuxin kept saying she wouldn't mind being my mistress, I didn't dare to think about the consequences if Zhixuan woke up and found another woman in my room.

About 300 meters ahead, there was a neon sign for a motel: it was like a lighthouse in the darkness, guiding my lost little boat in the right direction.

After I carried the not-so-light Zhixuan into the bathroom and leaned her against the bathtub, I sat weakly on the tub, panting.

Although I had roughly cleaned up the filth from Zhixuan, the disgusting smell of alcohol mixed with filth still lingered on her.

Looking at the still-drunk Zhixuan, the six-pointed star pattern on her chest seemed to subtly activate its mysterious power with each breath.

Her slightly flushed, snow-white breasts, set against the black lines, appeared even more dazzling. The slits on the sides of her skirt, almost reaching her waist, could no longer conceal her long, straight, beautiful legs. Even the bouncy

, sexy buttocks were faintly visible. However, her drunken posture was truly unsightly: especially her unladylike sitting on the ground with her legs spread wide. If it weren't for the skirt, I would have clearly seen her pubic hair and the mysterious valley between her legs.

Looking at her embarrassing state, I shook my head and muttered, "Honestly, she can't even drink properly, and she thinks she's so great..."

Ignoring the stench emanating from her, I found the only button on her dress at the back of her neck.

I easily untied it and pulled down the sexy cheongsam from the front. What came into view wasn't the two full, alluring breasts I had imagined, but rather a pair of flesh-colored silicone pads tightly covering her firm breasts.

"Damn! There were other mechanisms... No wonder I didn't see those two nipples protruding from her chest! But what are those things? How do I remove them? Oh well, I'll figure it out later..."

I clumsily managed to support her limp body with one hand and use the other to remove Zhixuan's cheongsam and the high-slit, low-waisted panties covering her shapely buttocks.

Although Zhixuan's face was a little pale from the alcohol, her snow-white body was now flushed with a faint pink, like a captivating "Pink Lady" cocktail, waiting for me to savor its flavor.

Although I usually dislike her arrogant and bossy attitude towards me, now that she's unconscious, her innocent, girl-next-door appearance makes me reluctant to be harsh with her. I even want to take good care of her.

I wanted to use a towel to wipe her body, but those two annoying silicone pads on her chest were hindering my movements. I couldn't find a way to remove them and free her from these bothersome constraints.

I touched and rubbed her firm breasts, but the silicone pads on Zhixuan's chest clung to her full, firm breasts like octopus suckers.

Losing patience, I simply grabbed the lower edge of the silicone pads and forcefully pulled them upwards. Then I heard two "swish! swish!"

sounds, and I had those two obstructive things in my hands.

And just as I pulled up the silicone mat, Zhixuan's full, soft breasts jiggled a few times, like bouncy, delicious puddings. The visual and sensory stimulation was indescribable.

But before the visual stimulation subsided, I heard Zhixuan moan, whether from pain or something else, I couldn't tell.

This sudden sound, to my ears, sounded like Zhixuan's satisfied moans after ecstasy. Thus, under the dual stimulation of sight and sound, my barely suppressed lust reignited.

I felt my now-hardened penis eagerly seeking a place to rub against itself, to release the essence stored up for days.

After quickly wiping Zhixuan's body and making sure there was no unpleasant odor, I immediately carried her to the bed.

Although I've never played with a woman who's like a dead fish before, and I don't know what it feels like, looking at Zhixuan's beautiful body lying there, her breasts like inverted bowls, her smooth, flawless skin, and her long, straight legs that would absolutely make anyone drool when she wore stockings, and the most alluring inverted triangle of pubic hair between her legs, and the secret valley hidden beneath it...

seeing all this, I could no longer suppress the burning desire in my heart. I hurriedly took off all my clothes, and after putting on the four-cornered donut that hotels always provide for their erect and throbbing member, I immediately mounted her and thrust my hot, hard dragon into the mysterious valley between Zhixuan's legs, engaging in the piston-like motion that adults love most.

When I first entered, her flower path was still a bit dry, and even with the lubrication of the condom, it didn't feel very smooth when I moved on her.

Thankfully, with my mouth on her breasts, my hands teasing the clitoris, and my massive member relentlessly thrusting through her alluring valley, I finally aroused her natural response.

Gradually, the once-dry passage began to gush forth lubricating fluids: like a frozen river at the end of winter melting into sweet spring water under the warm spring sun, bringing endless vitality.

Perhaps she was having a beautiful dream in her sleep; or perhaps her body, under my vigorous labor, was producing its most primal physiological response.

Like a dying mermaid, she began to writhe under my tireless efforts to save her; and she naturally responded to my heavy breathing, emitting soul-stirring moans.

"Mmm... huff..."

When I felt her tight passage was no longer dry and difficult to move, I removed the transparent membrane covering my member, ready for a real, hard-fought battle.

Since we first started having sex, Zhixuan always insisted that I wear a condom, otherwise she wouldn't do this kind of thing with me. So I never understood the pleasure of having sex without a condom with her. But I'm grateful to God for giving me this rare opportunity, so of course I had to make the most of it.

Without that thin membrane separating us, the feeling was definitely different. Especially her deep inside, like a baby's mouth, constantly sucking on my head: that strong suction almost made me ejaculate immediately.

After clenching my teeth and calming my excited emotions, I began to slowly thrust in and out, trying not to get too much pleasure and avoid the regret of premature ejaculation.

Although I tried my best to control my desire to explode, seeing Zhixuan's beautiful and innocent face, and seeing her magnificent breasts undulating with my violent thrusts as I involuntarily increased the speed, constantly assaulting my weak willpower and challenging my limits of endurance.

Finally, I succumbed to her innocent face and her ample breasts. But before I could ejaculate, I couldn't let her have it too easy.

So, five seconds before I felt the urge to erupt, I unhesitatingly pulled out my pent-up semen and forcefully sprayed billions of my essence onto her face and breasts.

Watching the thick streams of semen shoot out of my mouth, tracing beautiful arcs as they landed on Zhixuan's face, mouth, and chest, a surge of superior pleasure rose within me, a feeling of having conquered her.

After the stock was cleared, looking at the semen residue on her face, its snow-white, slightly transparent color, it resembled the famous skincare product endorsed by the actress who only sleeps one hour a day.

Suddenly, a mischievous thought struck me, and I evenly smeared all the strongly smelly semen on her face and chest, giving her a free facial treatment.

Although this time the lovemaking wasn't as intense as before, I could still freely and unrestrainedly explore Zhixuan's flower path, and for the first time in my life, I used my facial technique in front of a girl—that visual enjoyment was quite a novel experience!

However, due to the strenuous activity and the late hour, I held Zhixuan's sexy, soft body, grasping her firm, full breasts, and unknowingly drifted into a deep sleep. 10-19
Episode 3 Chapter 6 Ecstasy Chair

"Ah..."

I don't know how long I slept, but I was suddenly awakened by a sharp scream.

I didn't intend to open my eyes and pull the covers back to sleep, but a powerful force kicked me off the bed, scaring away all my sleepiness.

I angrily yelled, "Fuck your mother!"

Zhixuan quickly turned on the bedside lamp. Seeing it was me, she relaxed and said, "Ah! Honey, it's you! I thought I'd been drugged and taken advantage of!"

As she spoke, she ran over and helped me up.

I, still angry, reprimanded her loudly, "Damn it! I was sleeping soundly, why did you kick me out of bed! And don't you know you shouldn't drink so much? What if someone does something to you? How are you going to explain that to me?!"

I had expected Zhixuan to argue with me, but this time she acted completely differently.

"Honey, I'm sorry… I knew you'd be there to protect me, so I drank a little too much today. Please don't be angry…"

I looked at the beautiful woman before me. Although her face still bore traces of dried semen, it didn't diminish her beauty; I even smelled a hint of eroticism emanating from her. This rekindled my pent-up desire.

But why does this Miss Zhao Zhixuan seem like a completely different person since she returned to China? The young lady who used to throw tantrums at me at the drop of a hat has been treating me like a traditional little woman these past few days, both obedient and gentle, as if she were serving me, a first-class VIP.

Unable to contain my curiosity, I finally asked her, "Zhizhi, my wife, you seem like a completely different person! I almost don't recognize you anymore..."

"Really?"

She glanced at her snow-white, sexy body, then asked with a puzzled expression, "I haven't gained weight, have I? Oh dear! What if I gain weight and can't be a flight attendant anymore... No! I can't let such a terrible thing happen to me, Zhao Zhixuan!"

Seeing her panicked look, I quickly stepped forward and pulled her naked into my arms, one hand roaming restlessly over her full breasts, and softly comforted her, "My dear wife, I didn't mean you've gained weight... but... how should I put it?"

I thought for a moment before continuing, "I should say your temperament has changed, you seem more lovable. Just like the Zhao Zhixuan I knew when we first met and started dating—approachable, lively, beautiful, generous, and possessing a noble temperament, a combination of beauty and wisdom!"

Hearing my cheesy and disgusting praise, Zhixuan couldn't help but laugh.

"Ah Quan... my dear husband, you've never praised me like this before! Have you been cheating on me with other women, or have you been studying the art of sweet talk lately? Otherwise, how did you suddenly become so eloquent! I think it's you who has changed, not me!"

As the saying goes, "The speaker may not mean it, but the listener may take it to heart!" Whether she said these words intentionally or unintentionally, it sounded to me like she had heard something, or that she had already obtained some evidence of my infidelity.

"My dear wife, don't overthink it. I swear, I absolutely haven't been messing around outside while you were away!"

But I added in my mind, "It was only with one person!"

To avoid scaring myself and unintentionally giving away information, I immediately changed the subject.

"By the way, Zhizhi, you threw up all over yourself last night. I only cleaned you up a bit. Do you want to wash yourself more thoroughly? Otherwise, it feels a bit strange holding you like this!"

Zhizhi cupped her hands to her mouth, blew a breath, and smelled it. Her pretty face, which had regained its color, scrunched up instantly.

"Hmm...it really smells awful! And there's a strange fishy smell too!"

I suppressed my laughter and pretended to be clueless, saying, "Yeah...I think you should take a shower first. That would make you feel fresher."

After saying that, I patted her "electric motor butt" and urged her to hurry up and wash in the bathroom. Meanwhile, I lay comfortably on the bed, and with nothing to do, I

casually looked around the room. Since I had just checked into the room, all I could think about was getting rid of the odor on Zhizhi. After cleaning her up, driven by my burning desire, I treated the drunken Zhizhi like a lifelike inflatable doll, indulging myself on her wantonly.

Because the lighting was dim, I didn't even realize what the room looked like until I fell asleep holding Zhixuan.

I remember the hotel staff asking me what theme I wanted when I drove to the entrance counter. I was just focused on getting rid of Zhixuan's odor, so I didn't think much of it and just picked a room randomly. But now, it seems this room is quite something.

The spacious and simple layout, except for the lack of a kitchen and dining area, has almost all the necessary furniture: the soft, warm lighting creates a cozy and romantic atmosphere; the "pop art" style with simple geometric patterns of circles and squares throughout the room is also very trendy.

However, among all the furniture, I was suddenly drawn to a strangely designed chair placed in the corner.

It doesn't quite look like a piece of exercise equipment: if it's a regular chair, why is its curvature so unusual? The angle of the bend looks like it was designed specifically for sit-ups.

Not to mention, its armrests had two thick, upward-protruding handles, unlike other chairs. The very front of the chair resembled a reclining chair used for gynecological examinations, with two footrest recesses.

I walked around this strange chair, examining it closely for a while, but found no other mechanisms. It wasn't

until I saw the instruction manual on the lower back of the chair that it dawned on me.

This strange chair was the legendary "Ecstasy Chair," said to transform ladies into harlots and gentlemen into virile men, designed specifically for lonely men and women, supposedly allowing for dozens of sexual positions. It was claimed that during intercourse, both partners could achieve a state of complete absorption, union, and ecstasy—the "Ecstasy Chair!"

I had only seen the legend of the "Ecstasy Chair" on television news and heard about it from a few familiar clients.

But as for how to use it, and how many positions it can be in, I haven't experienced it myself yet, so I can't understand its true fun. But now it's good, on the one hand, there's real equipment to observe, and on the other hand, there's someone to "clinically experiment" with, to experience its wonders together.

"Ah Quan... Ah Quan, what are you looking at over there?"

At this moment, Zhi Xuan came out of the bathroom wearing only a bath towel, looking at me with a strange look. I didn't know how to explain this thing, so I simply waved to Zhi Xuan, asking her to come and see for herself.

"Huh? This chair looks really strange?"

Zhi Xuan looked at it with curiosity, even bending over without regard for her ladylike image, sticking out her beautiful buttocks, and naturally pointing her mysterious valley at me, but she was unaware that she was looking for the mechanism under the chair.

Watching her alluring, plump peach swaying back and forth in front of me, I felt an irresistible urge, and a surge of desire rose from the depths of my being. I lunged forward, my already loaded member thrusting into the tight passage hidden beneath the glistening pubic hair, releasing my pent-up energy on the nurturing bed of life.

"Honey, do you know what this chair is for?"

she asked, turning to look at me. Her flushed face and the deep cleavage on her chest came into view, detonating a bombshell in my mind, more powerful than a nuclear one. My brain buzzed, leaving me momentarily blank.

Almost entirely driven by my lower body, in an automatic mind-body switching mode, I impulsively lunged forward, like a hungry wolf pouncing on a sheep, tightly gripping the soft, white flesh of Zhixuan's breasts from behind. My massive member pressed against her peach, rubbing back and forth against the entrance I had recently ravaged.

"Ah! What are you doing?"

Zhi Xuan looked at me in surprise at my sudden action.

I grinned lewdly and said to her, "Hehehe, good wife... I'm going to tell you how to use this fairy chair now..."

Without giving Zhi Xuan a chance to refuse, I immediately grabbed her head with one hand and covered her soft breasts with the other, and pressed my lips to hers, sealing her cherry-like mouth.

Zhi Xuan struggled symbolically in my arms, expressing her panic. But under my fierce onslaught of French kisses, she soon gave up struggling and surrendered to the long-awaited vortex of desire, soothing her empty and lonely heart.

When dry wood meets a raging fire, the flames cannot be extinguished with ordinary cold water; they require a strong and powerful jet of water.

I turned Zhi Xuan's alluring body around, letting her lean directly against the fairy chair: with a flick of my fingers, the bath towel wrapped around Zhi Xuan immediately slipped off its owner. In an instant, a beautiful, delicate body, exuding a faint fragrance, appeared before my eyes.

Following the path down her snow-white neck, I sucked and nibbled, sometimes lightly, sometimes heavily, finally stopping at Zhixuan's flawless white body, her breasts like inverted bowls, adorned with two cherry-red nipples.

As I held Zhixuan's tempting, fragrant breasts, lovingly sucking on the two rosy tips, Zhixuan finally succumbed to the surging waves of desire, letting out a high-pitched moan like a cat in heat.

"Ah...Ah Quan...Husband...Don't lick anymore...It's so itchy..."

Ignoring Zhixuan's lewd cries, I kissed her again, but freed one hand to explore her secret place. Within seconds, my hand was covered in a pool of clear fluid gushing from the source of her valley.

"Husband...I want..."

"Want what..."

I asked mischievously, a lewd grin on my face.

"Oh...you know...hurry up and give it to me...my little sister is so swollen and uncomfortable..."

Looking at her swollen peach-like vulva, the little mouth of desire in the middle, like a greedy child, constantly flowing with hungry lustful fluid, desperately needing to soothe her thirsty soul.

The clear fluid had now covered the area around Zhixuan's peach, as if covered with a layer of transparent film of glossy varnish, shining with a lustful glow.

Now that the switch of lust had been turned on, I also put away my mischievous thoughts. Without saying a word, I immediately thrust my pent-up dragon root straight into the bottomless abyss between Zhixuan's legs in one go, willingly letting her devour my dragon that soared to the sky.

"Ah...husband...how come it's so big today..."

Although Zhixuan complained, the look on her face was like that of a traveler walking in a waterless desert who suddenly encountered a spring of sweet water to quench his thirsty soul.

Only after I began my frenzied assault on her did I discover the wonder of this divine chair.

The angle of its design placed Zhixuan in a semi-reclined position, which shortened the tight passage I usually used to enter her. Therefore, I didn't need to go too deep to reach her core, causing her to moan with pleasure.

Moreover, with the support of the backrest and the two protruding handles on the armrests, I could easily lift her long, snow-white legs onto my shoulders and thrust into her honeypot without restraint.

Thanks to its ingenious ergonomic design and the instructions in the manual, Zhixuan quickly began to cry out in high-pitched pleasure under my relentless onslaught, welcoming wave after wave of orgasms.

"Oh...husband...it's here again...ah..."

After changing positions several times, I discovered that when I placed Zhixuan's pink legs on the groove in front of the chair, and used the traditional basic position to thrust on her, as my dragon swayed, Zhixuan's firm nipples and soft breasts would rub against my sensitive chest from time to time, giving me extreme pleasure from different directions at the same time.

Especially when I sat on the chair, Zhixuan was like an adorable koala, tightly hugging my neck, like a resentful woman whose desire had been suppressed for a long time and had not been satisfied. After tasting the wonderful taste of intercourse again, she was like a moth drawn to a flame, wildly rocking and thrusting on top of me without caring about her image, and letting out liberated moans. I could not only see the waves of her breasts swaying in front of me from the front, but also clearly see my dragon root swallowing and spitting out in her honeyed slit through the mirrored walls around us, a visually stunning scene that made my blood boil.

Zhixuan and I were on that blissful chair, constantly changing positions. I don't know how long we played around, but when my testicles started to tingle, I cried out in pleasure, "Wife, I'm going to cum!" Just as

I was about to leave her body, she pressed my buttocks down, refusing to let me get up.

"Husband...it's okay, today I want you to cum all inside me..."

Before I could even react, my body had already made the decision faster.

A current of pleasure surged through my ejaculation gate, forcing it to open wide, allowing my remaining stamina to bravely storm through the gates and release its warm life.

"Oh...so this is what it feels like to cum inside...so hot and so comfortable...husband...can you feel it still throbbing..."

Of course! It's my own organ, how could I not know! But after that intense battle, I didn't have the energy to respond to her.

When I pulled away from her and withdrew my softened penis, a little bit of thin, white fluid gradually flowed out of Zhixuan's still-open vagina.

Looking at the soldiers who had donated their sperm to me, I realized this was the first time I'd ever ejaculated inside a sophisticated and elegant flight attendant! Although I felt an indescribable pleasure, I also had many questions. Only after Zhixuan recovered from her orgasm did I voice my doubts.

The chair was already narrow, but for two slender people like us, we could barely squeeze in if we turned sideways.

So Zhixuan and I squeezed together on the narrow chair, gazing into her hazy almond eyes, playing with her still-erect nipples, smelling the fragrance of her hair, and reliving the exciting and stimulating scenes of our intercourse.

After a long while, I softly asked, "Zhizhi, why did you want me to ejaculate inside you today? Before, no matter what, you always insisted I wear a condom before we'd have sex..."

"Can't I have a child with you?"

"What!"

I jumped up from the recliner as if I'd been electrocuted, staring at Zhixuan in astonishment.

Although all living beings come into this world with the important task of procreation, given my current financial situation and mental state, I didn't want to become a father so soon.

There were so many places I hadn't visited, so many delicious foods I hadn't tasted... I didn't want to enter the shackles of marriage at such a young age.

Zhixuan leaned back in her chair, propping her head up with one hand, looking at me with a half-smile.

"Why are you so scared? Are you like other men, only wanting my body and deceiving my feelings? Or... have you never loved me at all?"

"A woman's heart is like the bottom of the sea"—that saying is so true! The passion had barely subsided when Zhixuan immediately threw me a difficult question, instantly snapping me out of my trance.

I rubbed my head, still groggy from being hit by Zhixuan's ample breasts, and tried to clear my head .

"Zhizhi, don't say that! Do you think I'm such a shallow man? Of course, I'm attracted to your intelligence, your cheerful personality, and your understanding nature. That's why I want to spend my life with you..."

Seeing my bewildered state, Zhixuan laughed even harder.

"Hahaha! My silly Aquan, I was just kidding! I'm still so young, even if you wanted to, I don't want to be a mother so soon!"

"Then what did you just say..."

I asked, confused.

"Ha! What should I say about you? If I say you're honest, I often hear you using tricks to deceive clients into buying and selling houses with you; if I say you're upright, every time you see me... you want to sleep with me... You tell me, are you smart or stupid?"

This little girl, the contrast between her innocent appearance when she was vomiting and her sharp and shrewd face now is really huge! I thought to myself, her deliberate withdrawal from the world of arguing masters was really a mistake.

But despite my thoughts, I still went over and pulled her up from the recliner, and pulled her into my arms, kissing her alluring lips.

"Zhizhi, my good wife... do you know, because of you, I don't have to wear a fake mask and use all my scheming to get three meals a day. And because of your intelligence and thoughtfulness, I did everything I could to win you over and make you my partner for the rest of my life!"

Zhixuan was so charmed by my sweet words that a happy and joyful expression naturally appeared on her face.

When my "dragon-like breast-grabbing hand" once again explored her proud breasts, it also heralded the start of another round of fierce battle. Instantly, this minimalist suite with a "pop art" theme... no! it was a cannon! It was filled once more with Zhi Xuan's ecstatic moans and her high-pitched, beautiful cries, echoing from the motel ceiling...

As Zhi Xuan reluctantly put on her dirty cheongsam, stained with the filth of the previous night, and got into my car to leave the motel, I inadvertently glanced at the huge sign: "Kelai Sile Motel."

What a "Kelai Sile" place! Sure enough, coming here brings physical and mental pleasure.

So I silently memorized the address of this motel, planning to find an opportunity to experience the pleasure of the "soul-stirring fairy chair" again.

Chapter 7 of Episode 3: Bloodshed

After hurriedly taking Zhi Xuan home, I rushed home to wash up quickly, changed my clothes, and then hurriedly clocked in at the company. It wasn't

until after I ejaculated my third "bullet" inside Zhi Xuan that I realized the sky was gradually turning white. Then I checked my watch! Wow! It was already past six in the morning! Thinking about having to go to work and a ton of things to do, I reluctantly drove Zhixuan away from this intoxicating place I couldn't forget.

After parking near the company, I checked the time and it was almost eight: so, with a relaxed mood, I went to my usual breakfast shop.

Because our company's clock-in time is 9:00 AM, I usually rush to buy my food and leave, arriving at the company at 8:59 AM sharp to clock in. This way, I won't get scolded for being late, and I'll never suffer any losses.

"Good morning, Aunt Qian!"

"Oh, it's Quanzi! Why are you here so early today? What would you like to eat?"

A plump-looking elderly woman was busy preparing food on the teppanyaki grill, greeting me as she worked.

This woman was about sixty years old. After retiring from her civil service job, she felt she had nothing to do, so she opened this breakfast shop, a fusion of Chinese and Western styles.

Her breakfasts weren't particularly special. However, she treated every customer with the warmth and friendliness of a friendly neighborhood auntie. In addition, the shop was located on a main road, and the ingredients were plentiful and the prices were quite reasonable, so her breakfast shop did fairly well.

I ordered a sandwich and an iced coffee and found a seat. Bored, I watched the bustling commuters on the street, thinking about the strange things that had happened to me these past few weeks, and Xiaodie's honest and unreserved pronouncement of my impending death.

"Am I really not going to live past twenty-nine? I still have a bright future, lofty ideals..."

"Good morning, Aunt Qian. Here's this issue of the magazine. I just put it on the table..."

"Okay, okay. Have you eaten yet? Shall I treat you to a sandwich?"

"No need, I'm in a hurry to deliver these magazines to other places!"

Looking at the unopened gossip magazine on the table by the roadside, my dark circles from lack of sleep brightened as soon as I saw the cover: my previously listless spirit vanished completely.

"Aunt Qian, can I borrow this gossip magazine to take a look?"

Although I asked, I couldn't wait to open it and quickly flip to the page with the cover story.

The headline read: "Takeout SM Queen, Rich Businessmen Flock to Her! Live Footage of a Sex Transaction!"

I thought to myself: Guo Haiming truly lives up to his title as the vice president of a listed company! I can't believe what we photographed last night is already on the cover this morning. It seems his delicate relationship with the media is no joke!

But what I admire most about these gossip reporters is their incredible ability to tell stories from pictures and conjure up elaborate fabrications.

I remember the exciting scene Guo Haiming and I witnessed last night lasted only two or three seconds; yet this report took up three or four pages. It was as if they were actually there, witnessing the entire event firsthand.

The writer, in particular, dug up every detail of Liu Yishou's life, even including his recent land auction in Su'ao Cold Spring, reporting it all in meticulous detail. I couldn't help but admire the person who wrote this story.

For the first time, I leisurely browsed a magazine and ate my breakfast at a leisurely pace. After browsing through the fascinating article and other trivial gossip, I checked my watch and realized it was already 8:45. So, I quickly paid the bill and headed straight for the company.

Once inside, I found that besides Yuxin, only two other colleagues who had arrived earlier were eating breakfast and chatting.

"Hi! Good morning, everyone!"

After greeting my colleagues, I deliberately walked past Yuxin, trying to find an opportunity to ask about her. However, I could tell from her face that although she was physically at the counter, her mind wasn't there.

"Yuxin, what's wrong... You look so listless. Didn't you sleep well last night?"

She looked up at me, and although she didn't answer, I could tell that she was filled with conflict and pain.

Seeing her haggard expression, I couldn't hide my own melancholy.

However, I still mustered my spirits and said to her, "Yuxin, if you're free at noon, I'd like to have lunch with you, is that alright?"

"Hmm..."

Yuxin just nodded silently, like an obedient puppet, completely at my mercy. It seems I must have a good talk with her at noon.

Seeing that she didn't want to talk to me, I wisely went back to my seat to prepare the materials needed for today's client visit.

But I had only been sitting for less than five minutes when I saw Wang Wenlai storm in, looking furious, and he walked straight up to me.

"Mei Youquan, come out here, I have something to say to you!"

Startled by his angry expression, I calmed myself down before asking, "Deputy Manager Wang, you can say what you need to say here, why do we have to go outside?"

"Because I have some personal questions I'd like to 'ask' you, is that alright?"

When he said "ask," he revealed a fierce expression with gritted teeth. It was clear that if I dared to say "no," he would definitely make me suffer.

With an ostrich-like mentality of "better safe than sorry," I still stood up and followed him out of the company.

But as soon as I turned into the alley next to the company, six men dressed like thugs immediately blocked my way, surrounding me.

Wang Wenlai, seeing them, immediately stood beside them, glaring at me with a fierce expression. Now I finally knew—this was serious!

However, to understand their true purpose, I forced myself to remain calm and asked, "Wang Wenlai, what do you mean by this? Who are they?"

Wang Wenlai remained silent after standing next to the group; instead, a burly man in a black suit, wearing black sunglasses, and with a large bald head, pointed at my nose and said, "Kid, I'm asking you, did you go to that KTV on Section 3 of Nanjing East Road yesterday?"

"Brother, do I need to answer your question?"

"Of course you do! Otherwise, I might accidentally kill the wrong person!"

Damn it! In broad daylight, these thugs dared to commit murder and arson!

Although I retired from the Republic of China Marine Corps as one of the most prized amphibious frogmen, I'm confident I could easily defeat everyone present in a one-on-one fight. However, if they all attacked together, along with these thugs, and I don't know if they were carrying any lethal weapons, if I were to fight them head-on and have to escape unscathed, I have to consider how likely I am to succeed.

"Damn it! Tell me if you went or not?"

The speaker was a short but strong-looking man to the right and behind the bald man.

I looked at the scene before me and had a vague idea of what they were up to, but I still wanted to confirm whether this was what they were here for.

So I pretended to be clueless and said, "I did go to karaoke with my girlfriend last night, but not at the place you mentioned! So do you have any other questions?"

The bald man looked puzzled and said, "Are you serious? Are you sure you're not lying to me?"

I continued to play dumb and said, "How could I dare to lie to you? But I'm curious, Taipei is so big, why did you contact me? Do you know me?"

"Impossible... Wang, are you sure the person you saw on the videotape is him?"

When the bald man called him, Wang Wenlai immediately replied decisively, "You crazy bastard, I'm absolutely certain it was this kid who stormed into Chairman Liu's room last night with another man. There's no mistake!"

Hearing Wang Wenlai's accusation, I cursed myself for being so careless, completely forgetting about the surveillance cameras and being caught on camera 'committing the crime.' But what was most despicable was Wang Wenlai, that scoundrel.

He disregarded our colleague relationship and even hired an outsider to dig up dirt on me. I seriously doubted what I had done to offend him, that he was so determined to kill me!

"Damn it! You reckless brat, daring to lie to me! If I don't give you a 'feast' today, I, Ye Mengda, will change my surname to yours!"

Before he finished speaking, his henchmen rushed over, giving me no chance to defend myself.

So my first reaction, of course, was to run! After all, saving my life was the most important thing; as for explaining or feigning ignorance afterward, I'd need to be alive to do that! But as soon as I rushed towards the company, the eager underlings around me were already prepared. Instantly, a barrage of lethal weapons—tiger finger punches, spiked kicks, iron chains, motorcycle locks—were rained down on me.

Although I had been discharged from the military for several years, the inhumanly rigorous training I had undergone back then proved effective.

I deftly dodged the spiked tiger fingers and the downward sweeping, bladed kicks, quickly slipping past the underling wielding a lock and delivering a powerful elbow strike under his arm, sending him flying into the motorcycle parking area, crushing several motorcycles.

My attack was successful, and while my confidence soared, there was no smile on my face. Their attacks, far from faltering because of my surprise attack, intensified.

"Damn it! Beat him to death!"

the thugs chasing me shouted, wielding their weapons with ferocious speed. From their ferocious expressions, I could clearly read

the meaning : "If I catch you, you'll die a horrible death!"

So, of course, I used every ounce of my strength to sprint towards the gap in the encirclement left by the henchman I had just knocked away.

I was relieved to have broken through their defenses and reached the corner alley next to the company. Safe passage seemed just ahead. If I ran just two more meters and reached the main road, they probably wouldn't dare to commit their crime in the midst of traffic and in full view of everyone.

Just then, I heard the sound of clothes tearing behind me, followed by a searing pain in my back!

"Ah!"

The intense pain drained all my strength, my legs buckled, and I almost stumbled and fell.

But driven by the will to survive, I ignored the pain and, before collapsing, pressed my hands against the ground and bounced back. Then, like a sprinter preparing for a 100-meter dash, and without waiting for the gun to fire, I immediately mustered the remaining strength in my legs and charged forward again.

Suddenly, a sharp whooshing sound filled my ears. Instinctively, I dodged to the side and, without turning back, delivered a spinning kick, striking the attacker squarely in the abdomen. He clutched his stomach and knelt on the ground, letting out a bloodcurdling scream.

Just as I reached the main street, the passersby, who had been hurrying along with indifferent masks, panicked at the sight of my back.

Some screamed, others watched in disbelief! A few timid passersby suddenly yelled, "Ah! Blood! Murder! Help!"

I initially thought they would flee in fear after hearing the cries, but instead, they accelerated towards me, as if they truly wanted to kill me.

Especially that bald guy, yelling as he ran, "Damn it! You better escape, or I'm not the leader of the 'Go Die Squad' if I don't die today! So go ahead and run!"

At this point, I didn't have the energy to argue with them. Running so fast in the increasingly hot weather, I felt a large patch of sweat on my back: not only was my shirt sticking to my body, but the pain I'd felt earlier was still throbbing intermittently, like salt being rubbed into a wound, so painful I almost gave up on this meaningless, deadly chase.

Just as I was losing consciousness and about to faint, a pair of strong hands steadily caught me as I lost my balance and fell onto the sidewalk, preventing me from suffering the tragic fate of a "pig's face.

" It was only then that I realized there's a Cantonese term, "puk gai." I think that's probably what it means.

"Let me go! Let me go! Damn it!"

I struggled violently, delirious, and swore incoherently, spewing out profanities I rarely uttered.

"Mei Youquan, it's me! Snap out of it!"

"Oh... Manager Yang, it's you..."

I could tell that the impotent manager was very dissatisfied with me professionally, but I had no idea what he was like in private. However, today he didn't join the thugs' pursuit like they were kicking a dog when it was down... I thought, he should be trustworthy, right?

When the thugs caught up with the manager, they stopped when they saw him blocking my way. Especially the bald man leading them, who was holding a small samurai sword stained with blood.

Upon seeing this, he immediately revealed a ferocious expression, threateningly saying to Manager Yang, "Hey! Where did you come from, you old codger? I advise you not to be so nosy and stick your neck out! Doing so will absolutely not do you any good!"

The manager was not to be outdone, his eyes flashing with a sharp light as he coldly replied, "He is an employee of Quansheng Real Estate, and I am his superior, Yang Mingwei. Now that he's in trouble, I have no reason to stand idly by, do I? What do you think, sir?"

By this time, more and more onlookers had gathered, and I could faintly hear the sirens of police cars approaching from afar. And I thought they must have heard them too.

Because as soon as the bald man heard the piercing sirens, he glared at me fiercely, then reluctantly uttered a harsh remark.

"Kid, I'll remember you! And you, your name is Yang Mingwei, right? Since you like to stick your neck out so much, you'd better watch out. I advise you two to hurry up and go to the temple to pray, and get some amulets for protection. Hopefully, they'll protect you both and prevent any accidents!"

After saying that, he and his henchmen scattered from the end of the alley. The onlookers, seeing that there was no more excitement to watch, also slowly dispersed, and the incident was quickly ignored by passersby.

Knowing that my life was no longer in danger, the exhaustion from the strenuous exercise, the heavy bleeding from my back, and the oxygen deprivation in my brain caused me to suddenly experience darkness...

"You brat... you brat... wake up..."

Hearing the voice, I weakly opened my eyes, only to find myself still in darkness.

Suddenly, a blinding light made my eyes involuntarily close; but my dizzy head couldn't immediately adjust to the direct, intense light.

I raised my hand to shield my eyes, and only slowly opened them after my eyes had adjusted to the brightness.

"You brat, you've forgotten everything I said in just a few days!"

Seeing the short figure I had been waiting for, yet which filled me with dread, I immediately knelt on the ground and kowtowed repeatedly.

"Your Highness! Please, you must save me and Yuxin..."

The intense light gradually softened until it shone directly on his head like a stage spotlight, casting a dazzling yet gentle halo before I could clearly see his furious face.

The Crown Prince, hovering in mid-air on his fiery wheels, sternly reprimanded me: "I've told you countless times to cultivate your character and abstain from women, and what have you done? You not only ruined someone's purity, but you even dared to touch her genitals! Tell me, how am I supposed to save you?"

It seems the saying "Heaven is watching" is absolutely true! Even something as private as me deflowering Yu Xin couldn't escape his watchful eye.

I continued to plead, "I know Your Highness possesses boundless magical power and can surely save Yu Xin and me from the brink of death! So please, Your Highness, have mercy and use your supreme power to save us two ignorant mortals... Isn't it said that the highest purpose of gods and Buddhas is to save all living beings and enlighten the world?"

The Crown Prince scoffed, "You brat, don't try to flatter me. I won't accept it!"

I immediately changed my tone, deliberately trying to ingratiate myself, "If Your Highness is willing to display your supreme power and help your disciple escape this sea of suffering, your disciple will certainly offer fresh flowers, vegetarian fruits, and sacrificial offerings every day..."

"Please! That's so cliché!"

I thought for a moment and said, "What about candies and cookies?"

He remained expressionless, but his tone softened slightly as he said, "Too sweet! I'm afraid I'll get cavities! You know, every year when the Kitchen God sends off the gods at the end of the year, he eats too many sweets, so he not only has diabetes and high blood pressure, but his teeth are almost all decayed! That's why no one wants to do this job anymore!"

Judging from his expression, his anger just now might have been an act. Actually, he had wanted to help him for a while, but I just needed to give him a way out.

So I quickly followed up, "How about cake or ice cream?"

He swallowed hard, then gave me another disgruntled look and said, "Cake spoils easily, and ice cream melts in no time. I'm not fortunate enough to enjoy that..."

I scratched my head, unable to think of anything else to bribe him with. So I simply stated, "What would please Your Highness?"

He closed his eyes and pondered for a while before thoughtfully saying, "I think donuts and egg tarts are good choices... Moreover, I know a fast-food chain fried chicken restaurant that recently launched maple-flavored Portuguese egg tarts that seem quite good; and there's that donut shop in Tianmu that always has long lines every day, their stuff must be delicious..."

Now that I had a clear direction for bribery, I naturally thanked him profusely for his instructions.

"Thank you for your instructions, Your Highness. I will remember them well. When will Your Highness be able to come to my rescue?"

Unexpectedly, after hearing this, he snorted coldly at me and glanced at me with contempt, saying, "I already taught you the method, but you didn't practice it and only focused on your physical desires!"

That time, he just hurriedly stuffed a bunch of random things into my head without any instructions or usage methods, so how was I supposed to know which move to use?

So I had to fawn over him again, saying, "What Your Highness taught last time was profound and difficult for me to understand, so I beg Your Highness to teach me again..."

"Why are you so troublesome! Sigh... Fine, since you are my chosen representative, I will make an exception and teach you again!"

I kowtowed again to express my gratitude, but then I remembered another question.

"Your Highness, I heard from the female ghost Xiaodie that I am currently tainted by ghostly energy, so you cannot descend to relieve my suffering. Then why are you appearing before me now?"

"Tch! You believe the words of a mere little ghost? I think you're a terrible spokesperson! I was too busy that day to deal with you! As for the ghostly energy on you, it was already suppressed. If it weren't for your lustful nature, it would have been removed long ago. How could it have implicated innocent people!"

"Then what do we do now?"

"Use drastic measures! But let me tell you first, that female ghost and you still have some connection. Let her stay by your side for now. When the time is right, I will naturally step in to save her. As for that woman named Yuxin, you'll have to figure out how to save her yourself."

My head suddenly exploded with a loud bang, as if a powerful suction was pulling me out, as if my mind and body were about to separate. A fear of death surged into my heart once again.

When I regained consciousness, I found myself lying face down on a hospital bed, the slash wound on my back still throbbing with pain.

"How could I be so unlucky!"

I thought. Less than two months after being discharged, I was back at the same hospital due to another accident! And, to make matters worse, He Biqiang's prediction of bloodshed came true. His good predictions were always wrong, but his bad ones always came true. I wondered if he was the so-called "unlucky fortune teller."

Anyone who believes in fortune telling would immediately think that my luck this year is bad, or that this month's astrological influence has been afflicted by the Greedy Wolf or Broken Army stars, leading to this unexpected bloodshed.

Recalling the scene before I fainted, judging from the blood-stained samurai sword in the bald man's hand, he must be the culprit who slashed me.

I was thinking to myself, if I hadn't reacted quickly enough, he might not have needed emergency treatment and would have been taken straight to the funeral home or the most remote morgue in the hospital, waiting for the forensic doctor to examine the body.

Just as I was lying on the bed, lost in thought, Xiaodie inexplicably appeared from the wall again, sitting directly on the headboard of my bed and looking at me.

"Hey lady, can you please stop haunting me like a ghost?"

I really didn't want to deal with her, but she always appeared and disappeared without a trace, leaving me helpless.

"I know you're lonely, young master, so I came to chat with you to relieve your boredom. If you dislike me so much, then I'll leave immediately..."

Thinking about it another way, I couldn't sleep anyway. Since someone was willing to stay up late to chat with me and pass the time, it wasn't a bad suggestion. Besides, the Crown Prince had said that she and I had an unfinished destiny. So why not take this opportunity to learn more about her?

So I quickly said, "Never mind, I can't sleep anyway. Since you don't need to sleep, let's chat..."

"Thank you, young master..."

Although I wanted to chat with her, our thoughts and timelines were too different, so I couldn't find a topic to talk about for a while.

The silent atmosphere remained tense for a while, then I suddenly remembered that last night, she seemed to have something to say to me, but I was distracted at the time, so I stopped her from speaking. Now that we had plenty of time to talk, I simply brought up the topic and started chatting with her.

So I asked, "By the way, Xiaodie... you seemed to have mentioned Liu Hengcai and Ruhua last night. What exactly happened? Can you tell me?"

Hearing me mention those two names, her originally pale and bloodless zombie face instantly turned angry.

However, behind her anger, there seemed to be more sorrow hidden. Since the night was long, I was happy to be a loyal listener and listen to her tell her story in detail.

After she finally managed to calm her anger, she began to recount her bitter and tearful life story in a clear, melodious voice, like a nightingale singing in a valley, at a frequency of "nonsense" that I could accept...

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