The female lawyer who suffered endless humiliation 07

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(Chapter Seven) The after-dinner
banquet was lively, and Xiao Zhang was very happy because starting tomorrow, she would officially become a lawyer and begin her legal
career. Being a lawyer is a noble and respectable profession, with high income and power—a
desirable . She was grateful to have met such a good older sister and teacher as Lin Ke'er, so Xiao Zhang deliberately
toasted Lin Ke'er several times to express her gratitude.
Lin Ke'er was drunk, not because she was happy, but because she was upset. People who are upset usually don't drink much, but
get drunk very quickly.
Xiao Zhang, Su Tian, and most of her colleagues thought Lin Ke'er was drunk because she was happy, because she had such a lovely and
diligent student as Xiao Zhang.
Ouyang Chuan, however, believed that Lin Ke'er was drunk because of the rape she suffered the previous night. After all, she was a woman, and being
raped by several thugs was a defilement of her.
But they all seemed wrong. When parting with Dong Jun, he said, "I can't afford to mess with Captain Liao. I'll forget about you
."
Those words left Lin Ke'er with a strange sense of loss. She didn't know why she felt
such lingering affection for an ugly man who had raped her. His roughness, his aura, his body, his
passion even his lewdness—all of it could create a powerful current within Lin Ke'er's body and soul
, instantly coursing through her.
However, Lin Ke'er didn't express much. She only gave a cold "hmm" in agreement, offering
no further attempts to hold on. Yes, how could she hold onto such a vulgar rogue? It shouldn't be, and it
couldn't be . She even thought at the time: it would be best if Dong Jun never bothered her again.
But now, Lin Ke'er wanted to cry. People who are upset often cry when drunk, and women are no exception.
"Oh, then I'll trouble Director Ouyang. I'm so sorry to have you drive two colleagues home.
But it's your car that's the problem. When I have a car tomorrow, I'll definitely help you out, help you out... uh..."
Su Tian said to Ouyang Chuan with a jealous expression, burping, though it was hard to tell if it was from a full stomach or from drinking.
Ouyang Chuan, whose face was flushed, wore a pained expression, sighing, "
Yeah, Xiao Zhang and Ke'er live on opposite sides of the street, they must be so busy. Oh well, they're colleagues, it's
nothing , it's my duty... Well then, everyone go home and rest early, don't be late for work tomorrow
... Goodbye..."
After getting into his brand-new BMW 760, Ouyang Chuan waved to everyone, started the engine, and
disappeared into the night with the two drunken women. It seemed that besides Lin Ke'er being drunk, Xiao Zhang, who had been excited all night,
had also drunk quite a bit.
"Wine is truly a wonderful thing,"
Ouyang Chuan muttered to himself as he drove, a sly glint in his eyes on his chubby face. From
his suit jacket pocket, he pulled out his phone and dialed a number: "Hello, Aunt Fang, please
fill the bathtub with warm water and then go rest. Uh… I'll be back in a bit. Don't come out if you hear anything,
okay?"
"Yes, Mr. Ouyang, I understand…"
Aunt Fang's reply was simple and clear. She didn't ask any unnecessary questions, which
pleased Ouyang Chuan.
Although Aunt Fang was Ouyang Chuan's maid, she was very capable. She did everything he asked her to do
very well ; she was only forty-three. Not only was she not old, but she was also very charming. Although she was middle-aged,
her figure was as shapely as a young girl's. Moreover, she was an overseas Chinese from Indonesia, and used to be
the wife of a wealthy man there. Unfortunately, due to anti-Chinese sentiment in Indonesia, her family suffered a tragic fate; her entire family was killed, and her business was confiscated.
Ouyang Chuan, who was on a business trip in Indonesia at the time, met her by chance. Seeing her pitiful state, he took her in and, through various
connections , brought her back to mainland China.
As the saying goes, even ants cherish life. Although Aunt Fang had no relatives left, she was
extremely she reluctantly became his nanny. Of course, Ouyang Chuan
never treated her as a servant or nanny. Therefore, besides taking care of Ouyang Chuan's daily needs, Aunt Fang
lived a life of luxury With her delicate hands and fair skin, others might mistake her for Ouyang Chuan's sister.
The BMW sped along. Ever since Ouyang Chuan hung up the phone, the smile on his face had grown wider and wider, as if he was getting closer and closer to
some goal. Seeing that there were few cars and people on the road, he took a moment to turn around and look at Lin Ke'er
's thighs in the passenger seat, which were clad in tight stockings. The stockings were black, which was Ouyang Chuan's favorite color for underwear.
The only thing missing from his drawer of women's underwear was black underwear.
Happiness comes too suddenly, and accidents are easily followed. Lost in his thoughts, Ouyang Chuan didn't notice
a small pothole ahead. By the time he realized it, it was too late; the wheels rolled over it, and even the steady BMW lurched.
The sleeping Lin Ke'er, oblivious, was violently jolted awake by the inertia. Seeing
trees and objects flying outside the window, she felt dizzy and nauseous. Alcohol took effect, and she cried out, "Stop the car! Stop the car! I'm going to throw up...
"
Ouyang Chuan was alarmed. He didn't want the woman's vomit to fill the luxurious BMW.
He braked repeatedly. As soon as the car stopped, Lin Ke'er pushed open the door, squatted in a street corner, and began vomiting loudly.
Her demeanor of any semblance of elegance
. Ouyang Chuan quickly got out of the car, stood beside Lin Ke'er, gently patted her back, and offered her tissues, displaying
the demeanor of a mature man.
After venting her pent-up emotions, Lin Ke'er swayed and straightened up. Ouyang Chuan quickly stepped forward to support her,
but his hand, which was wrapped around Lin Ke'er's back, went too far forward, almost touching her prominent breasts.
"Where...where am I?" Lin Ke'er asked, gradually regaining her senses after vomiting.
"Oh, I'll take Xiao Zhang home first, and then I'll take you home. This is the direction to Xiao Zhang's house,
we'll be there soon. Get in the car first..." Ouyang Chuan smiled warmly, appearing extremely friendly.
"Um, yes...okay...hurry up...I...my head hurts so much..."
Although somewhat conscious, Lin Ke'er's tongue was still quite thick.
"Okay, okay, let's go..."
Ouyang Chuan tightened his grip under Lin Ke'er's armpits, helping her towards the back seat of the BMW. His hand
seemed to have already touched a very important part of Lin Ke'er's body.
"Um, Ou...Director Ouyang, isn't this Donghua Road?"
Lin Ke'er, leaning against the car door, shook her head, looking at the street before her. She knew this street all too well.
Although her vision was blurry from drunkenness, she recognized the road at a glance. She had
strolled along this road countless times with her beloved man; she knew every blade of grass, every building, every path intimately. It
was only a few dozen meters from Liao Hui's dormitory.
Ouyang Chuan didn't immediately understand Lin Ke'er's meaning. He simply nodded, "Oh, yes, this is
Donghua Road. Get in the car..."
"No, Director Ouyang, you take Xiao Zhang home first. I need to see... see someone very important..."
Memories flooded back, and a familiar person seemed to be waiting for her not far away. Lin Ke'er suddenly became very clear-headed. She
had many grievances to confide in someone, many things to tell someone in detail. That person was, of course, the one she trusted most
, and that person was not far away.
Lin Ke'er staggered across the street and ran towards the distance, Ouyang Chuan shouting behind her.
*Tap. Tap.* Tap...
The rapid clatter of high heels echoed as a graceful figure weaved through the pedestrians. Passersby glanced at her, but
Lin Ke'er paid no heed. Her face flushed with excitement, and she muttered to herself, "I'm here, I'm here. I wonder
what he's doing now."
She rushed into the police station's dormitory building. Behind her, an old man guarding the gate called out, "Hey, young lady, who are you
looking for?"
A string of silvery laughter followed: "I'm looking for Liao Hui..."
Unfortunately, Lin Ke'er didn't hear the old man's muttering, "Why is it Liao Hui again?
So . This isn't good; it affects the image of the police... I'll have to teach him a lesson another day..."
Standing at the door of room 906, Lin Ke'er's heart pounded. It wasn't the distance she'd traveled that caused
her to jump so fast, but the excitement of seeing the man she had always loved. Although she and Liao Hui had broken up,
they hadn't returned the keys to their apartments. She took out a key she always kept in her handbag—
the key to room 906.
Lin Ke'er gently inserted the key into the lock and turned the doorknob. She chuckled inwardly; the door wasn't
locked, and music could be heard coming from inside. "Hmm, he must be home," she thought. "For years, Liao Hui has always played
music as soon as he gets home; this habit hasn't changed. Apparently, it's his way of relaxing.
" But wait, something's strange—it seems there's more than just music! Lin Ke'er quietly walked towards the bedroom, her expression
growing increasingly serious and grim. The bedroom door was only slightly ajar, and coming from inside were not just
music, but also intoxicatingly hot breathing, moans, and interspersed giggles.
A cloyingly sweet female voice rang out: "My Captain Liao, you're so amazing..."
A man's voice, a voice Lin Ke'er recognized, followed: "Really? You only realize
how amazing I am now?"
"No, I knew you were amazing the moment I saw you. Your nose... hehe... is so big... your... it
must be big... ah... ah... um... it's really thick..."
"You little slut, when I arrested you, the lighting was so dim, I don't believe you could see my nose..."
"Hehe... that time I touched your... it was so hard..." "
You still say that? When I told you to put on your clothes, you deliberately dawdled, your breasts swaying in front of me.
I didn't know you were trying to seduce me, you little devil."
"Hmph, if you knew, why were you in such a hurry to go home? You're so heartless." "
Don't be angry. My girlfriend was urging me to go back. See, didn't I secretly let you go halfway
? Out of so many clients and prostitutes, you were the only one who got away. Aren't you satisfied?"
"Hmph, of course I'm not satisfied! We've been sneaking around for two years, I want you to make it up to me..."
"My little darling...how about I make it up to you five times tonight?"
"Hmm, that's more like it. Oh, you're so naughty, you're secretly thrusting into me, you've thrust all the way to...the very end
...oh...be gentle...mmm..." *
Slap...slap...slap...*
The sounds of slapping, intertwined with moans, echoed throughout the room. The sound was enough to make anyone blush, but Lin Ke'er
didn't blush. Her face was ashen. She had already heard it. The man she loved so deeply had actually
started having an affair with this woman—no, she should be called a whore—two years ago. He had betrayed her two years ago! Oh,
God! Lin Ke'er fled in a panic, her footsteps making quite a racket, but the two worms in the bedroom
didn't hear a thing. Of course, they were too engrossed in their thrusting to hear anything.
But Lin Ke'er left in such a hurry that she didn't even remove the key from the door. Perhaps Lin Ke'er
didn't .
In the bedroom, the intense slapping gradually subsided.
A woman of exquisite beauty was pinned down by a burly man, yet she
showed no pain, appearing instead comfortable and satisfied.
The man asked, "Feeling good, huh?"
The woman chuckled, "Mmm."
The man continued, "Then you must come back often; Hong Kong isn't that far from here..."
The woman giggled, "What, you miss me, darling? Once this shipment sells, I won't leave. I'll make you soup
every day okay?"
The man seemed dissatisfied, "Just soup?"
The woman chuckled again, "Then... what else do you want?"
The man gently replied, "I want to fuck you every day, until you beg for mercy."
The woman also gently said, "I want you to fuck me every day, to fuck me..."
"Mmm, haha, oh, mmm, help... itchy... so itchy!"
The room was filled with rolling, teasing sounds, which gradually subsided.
The man suddenly said coldly to the woman, "Tell Mr. Zhuang that the shipment will arrive in Hong Kong at the end of the month. This is the last
batch, and the last time. Don't do too many things that could cost you your head."
"The end of the month so soon, darling? I love you so much! You're amazing! I thought it would be next month!
Oh, darling, give me a kiss..."
"Okay, okay, you go back to the hotel first. That old man is waiting for you. I'm tired too..."
"Okay, I'm going now."
By the time the woman finished dressing, the man was already snoring. The woman affectionately kissed the man's handsome
face, quietly walked to the door, opened it, and as she was about to close it, she noticed a
key . The woman was a little puzzled, but then a charming smile appeared on her face: Yes, it must have been
when they came in together that this man was so eager that he forgot to remove the key.
The woman carefully pushed open the door again, quietly placed the key on the coffee table, and then
left . Her steps were light, making it impossible for anyone to notice that she had just experienced two orgasms.
The BMW, like a ghost in the darkness, turned several corners on the road and entered a villa estate. The villas
here were grand and luxurious, clearly the residence of the wealthy.
The BMW stopped in front of a villa in the Austrian architectural style, and a man with a slightly protruding head stepped out. This was Ouyang Chuan.
Ouyang Chuan was initially disappointed because his beloved Lin Ke'er had run away. The beauty he had hoped for had left him
drunk , which inevitably made him depressed and disappointed. However, Ouyang Chuan now seemed
very excited, with the excitement of a hungry beast seeing its prey.
When he dropped Xiao Zhang off at home, Ouyang Chuan found that Xiao Zhang was completely drunk. He shook Xiao Zhang
several times, but the only response was a sweet, dreamy murmur. In the dim light inside the car, Ouyang Chuan discovered
a secret.
The secret was that Xiao Zhang's breasts were actually much larger than they appeared. Her bra was too small,
tightly confining her two fully developed breasts. When Ouyang Chuan shook Xiao Zhang, he accidentally touched
them. As an experienced expert in matters of the heart, Ouyang Chuan knew with just a light touch that Xiao Zhang was at least a C-
cup . He greedily kneaded them for a long time, even putting his hand inside her bra and using his mouth to
cover those two full, firm breasts. That youthful energy could drive any man crazy
.
Therefore, Ouyang Chuan changed his mind. He decided to take this little lamb home and slowly enjoy
this lost lamb.
Aunt Fang wasn't asleep. She felt strange because Ouyang Chuan had never called
her like this before, telling her not to worry about anything. Everyone is curious, and Aunt Fang was no exception. She wanted to
know who Ouyang Chuan had brought home.
Hearing the car engine, Aunt Fang realized Ouyang Chuan had returned. Through the window, she could clearly
see him carrying a woman in. Although the light outside the villa wasn't very bright, a woman's thigh,
clad in a skirt, was visible. No man wore skirts; only women did. Aunt Fang had
loved wearing skirts in her youth, and her thighs had captivated countless men.
But Aunt Fang noticed that even though her thighs were still straight, without an ounce of fat, still
sexy and long , Ouyang Chuan, her savior, barely glanced at her. Although he was very polite,
like a friend, Aunt Fang didn't need that politeness. She needed affection, she needed
care, she even needed a hug—a man's tight hug.
But Ouyang Chuan showed no intention of embracing her, which frustrated her. Today, he had brought
another woman home—something that had never happened before. Aunt Fang felt more than just frustration; she felt
anger , sadness, and jealousy.
Why did Aunt Fang almost want to shout: "So many men used to fawn over me, but now this Ouyang Chuan
doesn't even look at me and brings a woman back with him! Let me tell you, Ouyang Chuan, I am no less than any woman."

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