[The Scent of Power] [Chapters 26-30] [Author: Unknown] [To be continued]

Chapter 26: Zhou Jin, Sinking into a Night Swim

The night was deep.

Zhou Jin felt that even using the word "sinking" to describe her current situation was an insult to the word.

She should have resisted this man named Chuan Yue, she should have called the police, she should have reported him, she should have hated and despised him, she should have loathed and scorned him; at the very least, she should have been "frantically struggling after being threatened by him" or "helplessly submitting to his powerful background out of fear"; at the very least, she should have hidden far away, deeply hidden. But in her feelings, perhaps all of these thoughts were present, there were also more, things she couldn't even face, strange emotions that made her feel even more ashamed and indignant.

She couldn't understand this man. She feared this man. She had also begun to depend on this man.

She didn't want to admit that, in a corner of her heart, she was even a little infatuated with this man.

After being raped, she had considered calling the police, but only in thought; she didn't even have the courage to seriously consider the possible consequences. Chuan Yue seemed to be demonstrating his unfathomable depths through his perverted actions throughout the night. What infuriated her, filled her with disbelief, and a strange sense of danger and excitement was that this man would come back to her as if nothing had happened.

Once, then again… in luxury hotels, in budget hotels, in his apartment, even in his car. Sometimes it was brutal rape, sometimes it was as gentle as a romantic date, and sometimes it was filled with perverse stimulation. If it weren't for the man's constant insults, torment, and mockery; if it weren't for his use of violence, seduction, coercion, and perverse methods to force her to submit whenever she refused his demands; if it weren't for her knowledge that he would use the same tactics on other women; she might even have a self-comforting misunderstanding: was this some kind of new sexual and romantic relationship?

What was she now? His girlfriend? Definitely not. His lover? Could there be any "love" between them? His casual sex partner? She had no choice. Words that were too humiliating to describe her even crossed her mind: "sexual toy"? "Sex slave"? But that's too tragic. That man would use his gentleness and seemingly valuable compensation to lure her back into his clutches. She could only choose to escape, refusing to confront the definition of her relationship with Chuan Yue, even deceiving herself that it was all just "playing around."

Speaking of "compensation," Chuan Yue actually secured her a master's degree program at the newly established Sports Research Institute of Hexi University. She could hardly believe it; she, a student from a second-rate private college, could suddenly be pursuing a master's degree? That day, she had to feign indifference, coldly replying to Chuan Yue, "What is this? Trying to bribe me?" But as always, Chuan Yue's reaction was always unexpected.

Chuan Yue was surprisingly serious, as if there were no filthy or lewd relationships between them, but rather a conversation between ordinary senior and junior colleagues in an office:

"You need to recognize the situation. There's no future for you as a coach. Real professional competitive sports are incredibly stressful. There are many detours, but ultimately, you have to achieve results. Your management skills are average, your theoretical foundation is limited, and you don't have your own student body. Do you think athletes like Xu Shasha and Jiang Ziyan will become your students? That's impossible. Even if they did, do you think they could actually become top-tier sports stars? They can only rely on seniority. Do you want to wait until you're 45 to get some kind of national first-class coach certificate and collect a salary in an office? You're pretty, worldly-wise, and shrewd. The only way for you to succeed is in the industrialization of sports."

"Don't think that going to study part-time this time is just to get a degree and make a name for yourself. Learn the rules of sports industry management and marketization. Don't just memorize textbooks in the research institute. Besides taking the opportunity to improve your English, make good use of research funding and projects to go out into the industry. Even if you try to open a diving-themed café or a sports salon, it will be more suitable for you and have a better future than working as a ligament trainer for young girls at the aquatic center. The essence of sports will definitely return to people's daily lives. You need to go with the flow."

"Many misunderstandings exist among Chinese people, forming a 50-year-old mindset. They only know about gold medals, the Olympics, the National Games, the Asian Games… but that's just the tip of the iceberg. Even for a large country like China, the direct revenue from the entire 2008 Beijing Olympics was less than 3 billion US dollars. Calculated based on actual costs, it was a loss. Even considering the so-called 'economic boost,' held every four years, it's only a market value of tens of billions of US dollars—the English Premier League earns that in a year. I'm too embarrassed to even mention the NBA…"

This conversation sounded like an elder mentor admonishing his student, giving Zhou Jin an unprecedented sense of absurdity. Every time she met Chuan Yue, she felt like she was living in Alice's Wonderland, never knowing what strange things would happen, always filled with sensory stimulation, yet carrying a dangerous undertone.

Sometimes, during the intervals between playing with her body, Chuan Yue would do things without any restraint. She vaguely understood that this man was not simple, that he was planning something, manipulating something. She was no longer a naive girl ignorant of bureaucratic culture. She even sensed that Chuan Yue's actions were subtly targeting Director Chen Li, the only truly powerful figure in the provincial bureau besides Director Liu. She felt a slight unease. Once, she couldn't help but tentatively ask, "Everyone's saying you're going to be promoted to section chief..." She immediately regretted saying such a childish thing... Subconsciously, she seemed to hope she could have some other use for Chuan Yue, not just be a tool for his sexual gratification. But she was just a minor assistant coach on the fringes of the diving team, with no connections, and Chuan Yue's goal was certainly not as simple as a section chief. Besides her body, which could bring pleasure to men, what "usefulness" did she have?

Today, although it was already past midnight, and Chuan Yue had called her to the Xiangchuan Center, she didn't want to go through the "rejection-threat-submission" process again. Today, Xiangchuan Center is hosting Yan Wenyun's birthday party, which is quite big news in the Hexi sports circle. Having been increasingly paying attention to Chuan Yue's whereabouts, she had naturally heard about it. Moreover, Xiangchuan Center has a very nice environment; she'd only been here once with her best friend, who's a host, and had never even seen the rooms. Since Chuan Yue was paying for everything, she was happy to enjoy herself if she could.

However, she also knew that the main course was for Chuan Yue to enjoy her, not for her to enjoy herself. Sure enough, as soon as she entered the room, she saw Chuan Yue alone, shirtless and wearing only beach shorts, facing the door with his back to the window, sitting at his desk. Seeing her enter, he pointed to two small pieces of fabric on the bed and said, "Change into these."

She threw down her handbag, went over, picked them up, and saw they were two pieces of hot spring bikini swimsuits. The fabric was a pure, bright yellow, with a delicate feel and exquisite workmanship. The upper body features a one-piece halter design supporting the chest and back of the neck, while the lower body has double side straps on the hips. The fabric is incredibly soft and smooth to the touch, and even the back straps and side straps on the swim trunks are meticulously crafted. The bra cups use multi-layered pleats, are wire-free and padded, and are molded in one piece; the swim trunks, however, are made of a smooth, seamless fabric. Leaving aside sexiness, even this level of refinement is far superior to the swimsuits she owns.

"Victoria's Secret?" She knew Chuan Yue was the kind of person who would stop at nothing in bed, and she no longer wanted to investigate what he was doing, but she still couldn't help asking… The man smiled and nodded. Under the lamplight, his facial features were somewhat indistinct, but his pectoral and abdominal muscles seemed to be tinged with the black of night, appearing incredibly powerful and wild. His nipples were like two steel nails embedded in two full, bronze pieces.

This was another reason why Zhou Jin found him irresistible. Fine, let him change. She wanted to ask him to turn his head away. Thinking about it, this is just asking for humiliation. He just sat there specifically to watch me change clothes.

Helpless, she stomped down her platform shoes and began to undress. She'd undressed in front of him several times already, and while she thought she wasn't a naive young girl anymore, each time she felt a deeper shame and trembling. His gaze seemed to have a magical power, guiding her hands to unbutton her clothes, loosen her bra straps, and zip up her pants. Each time she let down her guard and exposed her skin became an ordeal, yet also carried a strong, tinged pleasure born from humiliation.

She didn't want to say anything more, wanting to give him more opportunities to humiliate and tease her. She threw her coat on the bed and started unzipping her jeans. Of course, she wanted him to see her milky-white cotton underwear, but what did it matter? Hadn't she exposed her feminine allure and vulnerability enough to him? She even knew what he liked about watching women undress: coat, then pants. This way, he could see a woman wearing a top and underwear, exposing her legs first, admiring the lewd scene of the underwear covering her buttocks and thighs, including the barely visible private parts. Only then could she take off her undershirt. He appreciated the way the pullover undershirt rippled against her full breasts, even offering a few compliments. When she was only wearing her underwear, he would pause, enjoying the woman's shy expression at that moment. Sometimes, thinking about it, to be fair from another perspective, he was indeed someone who knew how to appreciate women, at least their refinement and details, not a foolish man who was only interested in thrusting and ejaculating.

But today, she didn't have to wait, because Chuan Yue hadn't told her to be naked, but rather to change into her swimsuit. So she unhooked her bra and pulled it off directly. Even though Chuan Yue had violated and played with her many times, she would still instinctively feel shy at this moment, crossing her arms to cover her nipples. She

bent down and pulled down her panties as well. She didn't dare to be too pretentious in front of him about covering the pubic hair-covered area. Because she needed to cover herself, she quickly pulled up the small piece of fabric swimming trunks from under her crotch, covering her buttocks and private parts, and tied the straps around her waist. At this point, she had already bent over and let him see the full shape of her breasts and the color of her nipples, but what could she do? Wait, if he told her to take them off, she had to take them off; if he wanted to touch her, she could only let him touch her. He even particularly liked forcing her to give him a blowjob and liked to ejaculate directly on her breasts. Just looking at them like this... was utterly insignificant. Then she wrapped the bikini top around her breasts, bent down, hung the straps, fastened them, fastened the buckles, and adjusted the bustier, moving the fit between her breasts and the bustier to make it more comfortable.

Although she suspected he was just a pervert who would pounce on her and rape her as soon as she put on the swimsuit, everyone loves beauty. This swimsuit really looked good, and it felt especially comfortable to wear. The seams between her and her skin were barely noticeable, and she couldn't feel any pressure on her skin. Looking down, the swimsuit covered and wrapped her most important private parts, as if it were the natural color of her skin, yet it was so bright, lively, cute, and charming. A strong sense of sexiness enveloped her like a halo... Zhou Jin almost had the urge to walk to the dressing mirror at the door of the room and admire herself in the mirror.

But Chuan Yue didn't pounce on her. He stood up with a grin, clapping his hands and praising, "So beautiful..."

Zhou Jin wasn't naive enough to believe he'd called her over in the middle of the night just to give her a Victoria's Secret swimsuit to try on. She couldn't help but snap, "What do you want? Hurry up..."

She immediately regretted it. Every time she tried to salvage some dignity and presence by arguing, this man always gave her humiliation and blows, even outright torture and abuse.

But this time, she was wrong again. Chuan Yue actually walked over, pulled her into his arms, and kissed her nose. Zhou Jin felt a strong masculine scent, her breasts, without underwires or padding, were being forcefully pressed. Being embraced and caressed by a man while wearing a swimsuit was a unique feeling. The swimsuit and bra cups seemed to kiss her nipples, while her lower body was enveloped in soft, smooth touches. She couldn't help but moan softly, and surprisingly, she shyly responded to his kiss. Their tongues exchanged saliva, savoring the sweet and forbidden flavor. Zhou Jin felt increasingly lost and intoxicated. "He wants me to wear a swimsuit and do it with him? Pervert... Fine, I'll do it. But it does feel strange, there's always something new and exciting. It's just that the swimsuit hem is so tight, will I be able to open it up...?" Thinking about this, she could almost picture herself being pinned to the bed, her swim trunks pulled up in the crotch, Chuan Yue's strong, large, full, and clean penis pushing in and violating her honeypot. She was already dizzy and losing control.

Who knew that after a while of violating her mouth, Chuan Yue, as if to anger her, suddenly released her lips, his eyes relaxing, his brows unfurrowing. He still held her, shaking his head, his tone as if whispering sweet nothings, but the content was: "Today I originally wanted to hook up with a woman to go to a hotel, this swimsuit was prepared for her. But then I felt the timing wasn't right... so I let her go... and asked you to fill in. Your figure looks so beautiful in this..."

Zhou Jin's hazy and resentful heart turned to ice in an instant. The anger and humiliation in her heart were almost ignited by the insult of "fill in." Without thinking of the consequences, she slapped Chuan Yue across the face. But Chuan Yue seemed to know how she would react, grabbing her slender, smooth wrist. It seemed he was also squeezing her wrist forcefully.

Zhou Jin felt pain in her wrist, which then intensified... her palm was almost ice-cold... She couldn't help but groan, her tone changing from scolding to pleading: "You're hurting me..."

She admitted she had lost to this man, to this scoundrel, to this pervert. Even without his unfathomable background, even without his pile of nude photos and pornographic videos, she still lost to him. Let him do as he pleases. Let him humiliate her however he wants. She had even been a little scared when she came over today, in the dead of night, afraid that someone else was already in Chuan Yue's bed... At least now it was just her and Chuan Yue, which still gave her a sense of "importance."

But the man didn't just throw her onto the bed and begin to tear her apart with violence. Instead, he released her and said, "The room's boring, let's go to the pool..."

Zhou Jin stared blankly at him, realizing he wasn't joking, and became a little anxious: "Are you crazy!? That's a public place..."

Chuan Yue nodded: "Building C is a VIP room, not many guests stay there, and it's already 2 AM, no one will see us."

Zhou Jin knew that saying more was pointless; whatever he wanted, he would get his way. She didn't know what tricks he was up to today, but thankfully, the climate in Hexi, especially the nighttime temperatures at the end of September, were still within a tolerable range. She could only glare at him resentfully, muttering "pervert" under her breath, but obediently turned around and went out the back door of the room's terrace with Chuan Yue. To the pool.

Entering the pool, it was indeed a hidden paradise. The Xiangchuan Center originally consisted of four hotel apartment buildings. Buildings A and B were the main buildings, sharing a main swimming pool. Buildings C and D were townhouses with suites, each with a terrace leading to a private pool in one of the buildings. These pools were small but not open to guests of buildings A and B. The outdoor heated pool shimmered slightly in the night, thanks to the ambient lighting below, which tinted the light blue water into a deep, inky hue. There were tiered stainless steel handrails and inlets on all four sides of the pool. At the top, there was a familiar, light blue, one-meter-long diving board with wheels, though it wasn't a professional size and was slightly shorter.

Chuan Yue slung off his beach shorts and tossed them onto a nearby lounge chair, revealing his muscular physique beneath his black swim trunks. Perhaps due to the passionate kiss he'd shared with Zhou Jin indoors, a hint of hardness and erection was visible. He slowly walked onto the diving board, extended his arms, rose on his tiptoes, tucked in his stomach, and thrust his hips forward, performing a downward press. He jumped, soared into the air, tucked in his stomach, bent over, and entered the water… Zhou Jin couldn't help but laugh. This time, it was her turn to laugh genuinely and brightly. In that instant, she had regained her self-respect in front of Chuan Yue: Chuan Yue's movements, while undeniably incredibly cool and precise among ordinary people, seemed rather amateurish in front of her. Unable to resist any longer, she bent down at the poolside and, speaking playfully to Chuan Yue in the water, said in a tone as if she were joking with her boyfriend,

"Your jump height is far too low. You need to tighten your stance and sink... Luckily, this pool is deep enough, otherwise the splash would have drowned me..."

Chuan Yue seemed to have just remembered her profession, laughed, and waved for her to come down. Zhou Jin, for no apparent reason, looked at the diving board and felt a sudden tightness in her chest. She was a strength and conditioning coach, not a diving coach, but occasionally she would practice some of her old moves at the training base. At 26, she certainly couldn't perform high-difficulty moves anymore, but playing around was no problem. However, she didn't know why, perhaps because today she wasn't playing with the younger team members at the aquatic center, but had been called here by this man for some lewd play, she looked at the diving board and suddenly felt a sense of fear and heartache.

As if hiding from something, she avoided the diving board and chose to enter the pool through the stepped inlet. Deep within her heart, a pure, virgin territory remained. The diving board was the symbol of that virgin territory. She preferred other methods of entering the water. When her whole body was immersed in the pool, the feeling was a strange sense of envelopment, as if every skin cell was being kissed and cleansed by the water, as if she could enter a state of complete purity. It also made her feel as if she could touch the meaning of life.

But after only two or three strokes, she felt her arms being grabbed by two strong hands, and then her whole body was lifted out of the water and pulled into an embrace.

"Why didn't you use the diving board?" The man's eyes were an inch away from hers, looking at her.

"I'm a strength and conditioning coach, not a diving coach..."

She lowered her head, suddenly feeling shy, her face flushed red, and she dared not look at Chuan Yue.

Chapter 27: Zhou Jin, Eternal Night of Depravity

"I'm a strength and conditioning coach, not a diving coach..."

In front of Chuan Yue, Zhou Jin didn't want to talk about anything related to diving. She didn't even want to look at the one-meter board, even though she had already caught a glimpse of its sky-blue surface, its elastic curve, its granular anti-slip texture, and the glistening water droplets splashing from the pool... Although it was just a one-meter board, not the three-meter professional board or the ten-meter platform she was more familiar with, it represented another world to her.

It was a pure, glorious, sunny, and beautiful world; and in contrast, she felt she had completely sunk, fallen, twisted, and filthy.

At least, she didn't want to show Chuan Yue that aspect of her life related to diving.

Even though she had changed into a sexy hot spring swimsuit as Chuan Yue had requested and soaked in the dark blue pool, what other meaning did it have besides satisfying Chuan Yue's perverse tastes? The deeper the night, the more confused Zhou Jin became.

The feeling of being in the pool water was truly peculiar. The water itself was crystal clear, free of impurities, and with the underwater ambient lighting, even the smallest details of a person's torso were clearly visible through the water, with only slight reflections from the light.

But when the water reached her chest, it felt like being under a blanket, offering some modesty.

In reality, it didn't! The water wasn't deep; if Zhou Jin tiptoed and touched the bottom, the water level was only near her collarbone.

But Chuan Yue seemed to always see into Zhou Jin's deepest fear and shame. He always found her most vulnerable moments, and before she even made a move, he began to defile and violate her.

His large, calloused hands, without any restraint, intimately and lewdly groped her buttocks in the water.

His palm cradled her buttocks, where the edge of her swim trunks met her flesh. The bikini bottoms, meant to cover her buttocks, were just a small triangular piece of fabric, leaving most of her buttocks exposed… His thick, powerful fingers caressed the elastic feel of that intersecting edge, as if exploring every inch of her curves, or perhaps preparing to forcefully slip their way in through the edge of her swim trunks.

Zhou Jin, though always proud of her shapely buttocks and having taken selfies showcasing their curves… felt a burning mix of shame and desire as this man played with

her buttocks inch by inch. She writhed, as if trying to escape Chuan Yue's ministrations, which only made her buttocks tighten further, pressing closer to Chuan Yue's body, making his touch even more pleasurable.

She twisted her body again, dodging Chuan Yue's caresses of her swim trunks. This movement was accompanied by the friction between their bodies, a desire she was ashamed to face.

Even just having Chuan Yue touch her buttocks like this aroused even more desire in her… Sometimes, deep down, she even felt a little fortunate to have met Chuan Yue.

Otherwise, would there ever be a man who would let her wear an expensive swimsuit at two in the morning, in the romantic and dimly lit Xiangchuan Club, in the deep blue and constant-temperature pool, roughly yet gently, lewdly yet appreciatively playing with her buttocks? Her proud figure, if not treated with such caress by a man, would be a waste of her life? Chuan Yue was truly adept at playing with women.

Every attack he made on her was half obscene and humiliating in detail, and half filled with appreciation and understanding of her body's curves.

She had actually become accustomed to, and unable to live without, Chuan Yue's sexual assault that was neither caress nor humiliation.

Her so-called "dodging," merely a way to maintain her composure and dignity, only made her body rub against Chuan Yue's... Finally, when Chuan Yue inserted two fingers on each side of her swim trunks, which were digging into her buttocks, and touched the more sensitive skin that was covered by the swim trunks and was close to her buttocks, she let out

a soft "moan," seemingly trying to escape, but actually yearning... Helpless yet addicted to her instincts, she crossed her legs and wrapped them around Chuan Yue's back, and crossed her arms and wrapped them around Chuan Yue's neck.

The two intertwined, as if they were united in the pool. Zhou Jin actually longed for Chuan Yue to attack her lips at this moment, or even play with her breasts, so that her body could have more contact and reliance... But Chuan Yue would never let her have her way completely. Instead, he gently stroked her chin on his forehead.

"Your butt is really perky. You must have been working out a lot... It doesn't feel loose at all."

Chuan Yue breathed on her forehead, as if he was praising her seriously.

She was so ashamed she wanted to disappear. She could even feel Chuan Yue's fingers gradually approaching her fragrant chrysanthemum... She twisted her body, but in the water, she could only rely on Chuan Yue's strong body for support. This twisting was almost just rubbing her body against Chuan Yue's body. Her breasts obediently brushed against Chuan Yue's ribs through her swimsuit, and her lower body almost shamefully rubbed against Chuan Yue's lower abdomen... Helplessly, she gave up, turned her head away, and buried her face in Chuan Yue's shoulder, looking like she was completely at his mercy. Her

hazy eyes looked helplessly at the blue waves of the pool behind Chuan Yue.

Like an infant, utterly powerless to resist, she surrendered her body to Chuan Yue, being held and fondled in the pool, violated and defiled by him… The shimmering starlight was bluish-white, the dark pool water was deep ink, the tranquil villa was milky white, the ambient lighting at the bottom of the pool was azure, and her swimsuit was creamy yellow… It was supposed to be such a romantic atmosphere.

But this romance was mixed with a bone-deep shame and debauchery.

“Mmm…”

she whimpered, the sensations emanating from her buttocks and perineum making it increasingly difficult for her to extricate herself. This shameful position gave her a

feeling of “complete dependence” on Chuan Yue.

She wanted to curse, she wanted to kick, but she couldn't. She could clearly feel the changes happening to the most intimate parts of her body beneath the few small pieces of fabric in her swimsuit… Her nipples were fully erect, hard against the swimsuit cups. Her sphincter muscles were contracting incessantly, both trying to avoid and yearning for Chuan Yue's caresses. Even her private parts, though she couldn't feel them in the pool water or under her swim trunks, were definitely secreting hot spring fluids, telling of her body's desire.

She lay on top of Chuan Yue, only able to scratch his back with her fingernails… With a soft "sizzle…"

sound, she drew two faint bloody marks on Chuan Yue's back. That was because she felt Chuan Yue's fingers inside her swim trunks, stretching her underwear out of shape, and touching her delicate anus and the surrounding wrinkled skin.

The intense, visceral shame was so stimulating that she almost blurted out, "Don't touch there..."

As soon as the words left her mouth, she regretted it. When had Chuan Yue's violation, possession, humiliation, and manipulation ever stopped because of her refusal or resistance? In fact, the more she said that, the more she would likely be subjected to further manipulation and humiliation.

Sure enough, Chuan Yue grinned maliciously, as if deliberately humiliating her, and began to carve patterns with his fingers along the area from the tip of her vulva to the tip of her anus... "Ah...no...it's too sore...don't do this..."

Zhou Jin could only cry out in shame.

She could even feel the fluid secreted from her vulva washing over the pool, creating subtle, almost imperceptible currents, yet impossible to miss from Chuan Yue's surging water.

She desperately suppressed her desire, but desire could never be suppressed like this. At this moment, she actually hoped that Chuan Yue would stop playing around in the fringes as soon as possible and enter her body... fingers, penis, whatever, she was deeply hurt by the humiliation generated by this thought... When did her body become so sensitive, succumbing to desire after just a simple tease?

This is a rapist! He coerced her, he used nude photos, violence, and power to coerce her.

But that longing, that satisfaction, that lingering passion, that thirst emanating from deep within her lower abdomen, accompanied by humiliation and sorrow, could transform into several times the power, tearing her reason apart.

She hated Chuan Yue, yet she couldn't escape her fate. As if venting her anger, she was also releasing her pent-up desires. With a deep, bone-chilling scream

, she bit a bright red tooth mark onto Chuan Yue's bare shoulder… Chuan Yue seemed to feel pain, momentarily stopping his assault and pulling his hand out of his swim trunks… This brought Zhou Jin some relief, but also plunged her into an unprecedented emptiness.

"You bit me? I gave you a Victoria's Secret outfit, and you bit me?"

Chuan Yue chuckled mischievously.

Zhou Jin was furious. She thought, even if this swimsuit was expensive, and you gave it to me, wasn't it just a pervert making me wear it for you to rape and play with? She turned her head away, seemingly unwilling to acknowledge him.

But thinking about it, she couldn't explain why she'd blurted out, "Weren't you going to Yan Wenyun's birthday party today...? Is this swimsuit a birthday present for her? What are you doing here with me..."

She regretted it as soon as she finished speaking.

She was already unconsciously paying close attention to Chuan Yue's whereabouts. Yan Wenyun's birthday party was news in the Hexi sports circle, so of course she knew.

She'd even felt a strange fear and bitterness when she came today: what if Chuan Yue was doing something with that somewhat famous female tennis player in Hexi...? What if she was called into the room and found two naked bodies? Anyway,

Chuan Yue, that pervert, was capable of anything.

Calling her here to force her to play some kind of "one king, two queens" game? Or was it just to humiliate her? When she saw that Chuan Yue was alone in the room, she felt a strange sense of relief: Yan Wenyun wasn't there.

But she also felt a little disappointed: Yan Wenyun wasn't there.

She didn't know what kind of mentality this was.

She was raped and coerced. She should hate Chuan Yue; she genuinely hated him to the core. Would she really be jealous of him being with other women? That's perverse enough.

But what's even more perverse is that she felt a pang of disappointment. Disappointed that others hadn't suffered the same fate as her—raped, humiliated, and coerced by Chuan Yue…? Why could they still enjoy purity and modesty, while she was reduced to being treated like a sex toy? And if other girls were with Chuan Yue, not only could they maintain their purity and chastity, but they could also enjoy

the treatment of a "girlfriend"—she didn't know if she could endure that humiliation and do anything outrageous.

Chuan Yue chuckled, holding her waist and mocking, "You're jealous?"

Zhou Jin seemed startled,

spitting out a curse, "Pervert! Rogue! Me, jealous of you?!"

She paused, then, as if trying to explain, a surge of anger, almost from the depths of her soul, erupted—anger directed at Chuan Yue, but also at herself: "What the hell do you want? Play if you want… After you're done, I'm going to sleep… If you don't want to play anymore, let me go."

Chuan Yue seemed taken aback, recognizing the complex emotions in his own words.

He suddenly stepped forward, affectionately kissing the edge of Zhou Jin's swimsuit, where a small portion of her breast was exposed, saying, half-teasing, half-humiliating, "Of course I want to play. You're getting more and more fun. Just kidding, this bikini was really bought especially for you."

Zhou Jin didn't know why, but she couldn't help but burst out laughing, as if she wanted to slap him.

But Chuan Yue, true to his old habits, immediately changed his expression. He gripped her arm and twisted it backward, causing her to cry out in pain, "Ouch..." She

could only follow Chuan Yue's gesture, turning around so her back was to him... "Just lie there obediently..."

Chuan Yue's voice became like a stern command.

Her arm ached, and she could only look around, finally seeing the steps leading down to the water. Forgetting all shame, she gritted her teeth, slid forward slightly on her toes, and gripped the stainless steel railing with both hands, turning her back to Chuan Yue.

She knew this position was incredibly shameful, but she also knew that resistance would only bring more shame.

Chuan Yue fiddled with the fabric at the crotch of her swim trunks a few times, leering, "Too tight."

Zhou Jin almost spat again, but before she could speak, Chuan Yue groped around her pelvis and found the knot of her swim trunks. With a tug, the knot loosened, and the swim trunks floated away from Zhou Jin's hips and onto the surface.

Zhou Jin's pubic area, protected by her dense thicket, was glistening with water droplets, exposed to Chuan Yue.

"Ah..."

Zhou Jin let out another moan, thinking about her shameful state—she had willingly lain by the poolside, her buttocks raised, offering her private parts to this man to be played with and violated—and tears welled up in her eyes. Chuan Yue,

without her noticing, had pulled down his swim trunks and was now using his hot, hard penis to explore the area around her spread-out vulva, touching every fold and fold of skin around her labia.

She couldn't resist anymore, hating Chuan Yue and herself, yet also yearning for a real violation... But Chuan Yue, as always, seemed to suddenly change his mind. While ravaging and teasing her vulva, he casually leaned closer to Zhou Jin's back, his hand gripping her swimsuit bra cups, but without removing the top half of her swimsuit. He simply squeezed and played with her breasts through the pleated, light yellow fabric, squeezing and playing with them.

He squeezed, gathering his fingers from the periphery towards her nipples, as if trying to force out some kind of fluid, and suddenly asked her, "Can you still jump from the 10-meter platform now...?"

Zhou Jin was, after all, a normal woman, at an age where she craved sex. Her vulva was being teased by his penis, her breasts were being wantonly violated. Even with the pressure of being forced, she still longed for penetration and entry, but Chuan Yue, at this crucial moment, went completely off-topic, talking about inexplicable things.

She hated the topic, but couldn't help turning her head away, whispering, "Just jump, anyone can do that!!"

Suddenly, she said resentfully, "I haven't trained for ten years... Why do you keep bringing this up?"

Chuan Yue seemed to become very gentle again, lying on her back, this time gently kneading her nipples, very gently, very intimately, laughing and panting as he said, "Don't be so tense... I just think your figure is really well maintained... You still look like a little girl who just started diving."

As if he used the phrase "little girl who just started diving"

to arouse his own lust, he spoke while his glans slowly squeezed into Zhou Jin's labia.

Zhou Jin, however, seemed to be touched by these words that were neither love talk nor teasing, her whole body relaxed, her buttocks couldn't help but start to rise and fall, and she couldn't help but let out

two soft moans, welcoming Chuan Yue's latest humiliation and defilement.

The hot, hard penis was being thrust into her, causing her uterine walls to contract naturally… This was the most shameful thing in the world, yet also the most beautiful sensation… As Chuan Yue's penis slowly began to squeeze in, he panted and suddenly asked, “Who did you sleep with to get to go to Sydney?”

Zhou Jin was in a daze, almost losing her mind. Her whole body trembled violently. If she hadn't been being raped and her body wasn't instinctively weak, she would have turned around and yelled, “What nonsense are you talking about!!! You're talking nonsense!!!”

But the thrusting from her lower body was wearing down her soul at every sensitive spot in her vagina. She didn't know why; maybe she just wanted to moan a few times. Perhaps just wanting to change the subject, she spoke through gritted teeth, as if both pleading and yielding, "I... sob... I've only ever been with you, no one else... I only have you, only you can do this to me, there really is no one else... sob... it hurts... don't go any deeper... it's too deep... sob... please—"

She really cried, tears dripping down her face. Was it because Chuan Yue had penetrated too deeply, or was it despair at her loss of virginity and composure, or was it the pain of Chuan Yue always so cruelly tearing apart everything she had... even her tiny, insignificant "identity" seemed to be suspected of being something she had exchanged her body for, and was being trampled on like this.

Chuan Yue's movements became faster and faster, usually not too deep, but always accompanied by a final thrust, as if trying to penetrate Zhou Jin's body. The "slap slap"

sound came from the violent collision of their hips, which happened to be at the upper edge of the water's surface, splashing water droplets that then sprayed back onto Zhou Jin's buttocks and back.

But Chuan Yue, with his perverse sense of humor, wouldn't let Zhou Jin off the hook. Forget the usual cheesy, lovemaking talk; instead, as if he'd found her most shameful spot, he breathlessly asked about diving: "When you were training to dive, what was the hardest dive you ever attempted?"

"Ah... Waaah... Ah... Waaah..."

Zhou Jin was practically crying uncontrollably, a mixture of near-orgasmic excitement and extreme humiliation, a double stimulation of pain and satisfaction in her lower body. Her last shred of sanity was used to resist the overwhelming pleasure of falling into the abyss, because she couldn't cry out too loudly in this environment; otherwise, she would practically scream herself hoarse.

She had no energy left to deal with Chuan Yue's inexplicable questions.

“Tell me…”

But at the very last moment, Chuan Yue seemed to suddenly stop, only probing deep into her vagina with his penis, yet ceasing the final thrust… This made Zhou Jin even more unbearable, almost instinctively twisting her hips to find some friction to resist the momentary emptiness and shame. “4…405b…” “

You’ve practiced such difficult moves?”

“Waaah…yes…yes…you pervert…you rogue…you beast!!!! What do you want to do? Waaah…can you stop talking?”

Zhou Jin cried and howled, almost covering her face in tears…the thing that hurt her most was having Chuan Yue bring up these past events.

What shamed her even more was that her pleading with Chuan Yue to "stop talking" was less a plea for him to stop humiliating her and more a plea for him to deliver that final, most intense, most important, and most filthy and humiliating blow... "Tell me, can Xu Shasha complete 405b now?"

Chuan Yue seemed to be gathering his strength, his voice somewhat hoarse... Zhou Jin, however, was startled by this deep, low voice, her whole body trembling. At that moment, she actually resisted the shame and soreness coming from her lower body. She whirled around, staring at Chuan Yue in utter terror, into his unfathomable eyes. Suddenly, her voice trembled, a mixture of pleading and threat in her voice, "What do you want? Why are you asking about Sha Sha? You... she's still a child!!!"

Chuan Yue laughed, slowly thrusting his hips forward, withdrawing his penis slightly from Zhou Jin's vagina, then with the most powerful thrust of the night, he plunged into the deepest part of her body... Accompanied by a spasm, a blasphemous surge of heat sprayed into the depths of their union. In the pool

, the night was deep, seemingly never to dawn.

Chapter 28: Xu Sha Sha, We'll talk about the future later .

The slanting rays of the early winter evening cast warm red spots of light on the gray-blue stone path beside the Xi Yue River embankment.

Xu Sha Sha took seemingly casual steps, yet she could clearly hear her own heartbeat, "thump-thump," just as people often say, like a fawn rhythmically leaping in her chest.

This was the second time she and her senior from the provincial diving training team, Jiang Ziyan, had sneaked out of the Kongjiang Water Sports Base to "take a stroll." Although she was only 16 years old, and although her training environment since childhood had limited her understanding of the outside world, the availability of modern information and the instincts of puberty made her almost certain that this could definitely be classified as a "date."

The first time they were alone together, Jiang Ziyan was the one who initiated the conversation, inviting her to go shopping in the city center, using the excuse that he was going abroad for a competition and wanted to buy a rolling suitcase, "asking her for advice." The second

time they were alone together, Jiang Ziyan invited her to dinner, saying it was to "thank her for her advice last time."

The third time...

when she told her roommate and physical training assistant coach, Zhou Jin, Jin Jin laughed so hard she almost fell over. The young men and women in the provincial team always had that innocent, student-like quality. In Jinjin's eyes, a 19-year-old boy still acting so awkwardly when asking a girl out must be quite laughable.

Until that one time, Jiang Ziyan, without any particular reason or excuse, simply asked her out for a "walk." The two slipped out of the base's back gate, crossed the overgrown area along a dirt road, and strolled along the newly built, not yet publicly open, willow-lined path on the west bank of the Xiyue River. They chatted idly, taking their time, sometimes fast, sometimes slow. That shy young man, that star of the boys' team with a bright, sunny smile, seemed to have mustered his courage, and in a moment of intertwined footsteps, as if after much deliberation, he gently took her hand.

Xu Shasha also felt that perhaps she should have been more reserved. But perhaps it was spending so much time with Zhou Jin, being influenced by her, or perhaps it was her innate sunny and kind nature. Seeing her senior brother's face flushed red, terrified of being rejected, she merely gave his wrist a token tug and let him lead her by the hand.

Actually, this was Xu Shasha's first time having such intimate physical contact with a man. Of course, compared to wearing swimsuits during competition training, where she could clearly see the curves of male and female teammates' bodies, and even give them a high-five or a small hug to encourage each other, it was nothing. The physical contact itself was insignificant, but the symbolic meaning was completely different.

At that moment, although she was wearing a fully covered sports shirt with a turtleneck sweater underneath, and although their hands were only lightly clasped together, she felt an intoxicatingly intimate contact. It was shy, sweet, and held unparalleled symbolic meaning. She knew that although Jiang Ziyan, her "celebrity senior," was three years older than her, he was actually quite youthful-looking. She, on the other hand, managed to suppress her excitement and shyness, pretending nothing was wrong. Later, she took the initiative to continue holding Jiang Ziyan's hand, skipping and laughing like a lively little elf, easing the tension and awkwardness of their first stirrings of love.

Xu Shasha didn't want this handsome but somewhat shy senior to think she was a high-and-mighty princess, or a pretentious, fastidious girl. It was just holding hands and making friends; it wasn't like twenty years ago, no need to act like she'd done something wrong. Just like Sister Jinjin said, "At your age, if you don't savor the taste now, you'll regret it later..." Although she didn't see that her own face was as red as the sunset that day.

Today, Jiang Ziyan asked her out for a "walk" again. Although it wasn't anything new, the girl experiencing love for the first time still felt everything was fresh, beautiful, and worth looking forward to. After lunch training, she specially changed into a newly bought long-sleeved t-shirt, a light blue candy-striped one. The shoulders, neckline, and cuffs were very wide, making her petite frame look especially cute. The waist, however, was particularly fitted and narrow, tucked into her jeans and tied with a bow, making her waist appear exceptionally slim. In comparison, it even made her small, cute breasts appear more prominent and lively. Since becoming roommates with Sister Jinjin, she felt her fashion sense had improved considerably… and she and her senior, Jiang Ziyan, had sneaked out of the training base like thieves. After all, at least according to the rules, the provincial team strictly prohibited male and female team members under the age of 22 from dating, especially female team members.

Her senior, Jiang Ziyan, had clearly groomed himself; his newly changed workwear shirt and jeans were spotless, highlighting his strong, muscular physique, with his two flat chest muscles faintly visible. He had clearly washed his face and hair, making his sharply defined features appear even more handsome and sunny. His buzz cut, styled for training, also gave him a particularly healthy look. Xu Shasha looked at him and realized that her senior brother was quite charming, with a touch of prince charming about him.

The two of them went to the west bank of the Xiyue River downstream. There was a large row of dense willow trees along the riverbank, blocking the view of people on the highway. The early winter weather on the west bank of the river was not cold, and even around four or five in the afternoon, the sunlight was not too harsh, shining on the finely landscaped pebble walkway along the river, making it a perfect spot for couples to stroll. Along with the surrounding chrysanthemum gardens, plum blossom groves, small lawns, the fountain that was not yet open, and the children's playground, it was considered a key riverside landscape project in the Kongjiang District. It was said that a cruise ship dock would soon be built near this riverside pedestrian walkway area. However, because some greenery is still being transplanted, the fountains and play equipment haven't been tested yet, and especially the riverbank railings aren't fully repaired, posing a safety hazard, it's not currently open to the public. The district committee hasn't promoted it either, and most residents of Hexi City or Kongjiang District haven't even noticed this place. However, athletes at the nearby isolated Kongjiang Water Sports Base can access this somewhat overgrown scenic area—a place destined for future popularity—through an unnamed dirt path. This has become the perfect spot for Xu Shasha and Jiang Ziyan's "secret rendezvous."

Having learned from their previous experience, Jiang Ziyan felt more confident and, with a casual excuse, took Xu Shasha's hand again. This time, there was more warmth and ambiguity, less tension and awkwardness. Their hands intertwined delicately as they strolled along the tree-lined path. The young couple, experiencing the first stirrings of youth, found even aimless conversation exceptionally romantic and interesting.

"Shasha, will you participate in the Singapore leg of the Youth Tour?"

"Yes, the Aquatic Sports Center has already notified me to prepare. It's at the end of December, which is more than half a month away... What about you? You'll probably participate too, right?"

"Not this time."

"Why?"

"It conflicts with the national team training. The coach wants me to focus on preparing for the National Games, saying that going to Singapore and back is too tiring, and there's also a special training exchange at the end of the year, so time is a bit tight."

"That... should be a good thing, right? It means you definitely have a place on the national team. The Singapore leg isn't a very important competition, otherwise Coach Xu wouldn't have prevented you from going to show your skills again."

"Maybe... Actually, I can't say for sure. The competition on the national team is really fierce. I'm not young anymore. Training is very important, but participating in international competitions and accumulating more practical experience and referee impressions, I can't say which is more important..."

"You're so willing to participate?"

"That's not something I can decide. I heard that the provincial team wants me to go, but Director Chen from the Competition Department said that everything should revolve around the National Games."

"It's hard to say, but there's some truth to it."

"Don't you know? There's a rumor circulating online lately... saying... Director Chen accepted bribes from other provincial teams and is trying to exchange them... to give other provincial teams a chance."

Xu Shasha was shocked to hear her senior say something like that: "Impossible?! You mean... Director Chen is intentionally suppressing you, preventing you from participating in the competition? Giving up the Hexi spot to other provinces?" This kind of thing was far beyond her imagination.

Jiang Ziyan shook his head, seemingly bewildered and helpless: "I don't understand either. It's just too unbelievable. I've never had any dealings with him at all... But since there are such rumors, and Singapore isn't my business this time, I can't help but take it to heart."

Xu Shasha bit her lower lip, and couldn't help but get angry, her face turning red: "Hmph, even if that's the case. This is a matter between the provincial team and the National Water Sports Center... He's just an 'official' from the provincial bureau, what right does he have to care? We'll go talk to Coach Xu tomorrow... we'll just say... we'll just say..." She didn't know what to say for a moment, she just felt a little anxious for her senior.

"Say what?" Jiang Ziyan was also a little confused.

Xu Shasha stomped her foot hard, clenching her small fist, and said, "Hmph! That Director Chen... he's obviously no good person, and a total lecher. Last time he came to the team, he even touched my senior sister inappropriately... Who does he think he is! He has superiors above him, like Director Liu. Let's go report him to Director Liu."

Jiang Ziyan seemed to have heard something important and said nervously, "Touched you inappropriately? Did he...?"

Xu Shasha blushed. Director Chen Li had indeed pretended to be friendly during his speech and photo session at the women's team's sponsor signing ceremony, and he seemed to have put his arm around her shoulder... She felt very uncomfortable at the time and struggled away, but it was still an indecent thing. In front of Jiang Ziyan, he described it as "touching my senior sister inappropriately." She didn't expect her senior brother to only care about her and be so nervous. It was a little sweet, but she didn't want to bring up such an unpleasant topic. She blushed and said, "What does it have to do with me... I mean, let's report him for interfering with your competition. He's just a... "Director, what right do you have to interfere with the personnel arrangements for the national youth team?"

Jiang Ziyan seemed relieved, still smiling shyly, shaking his head repeatedly, saying, "Look, I'm just chatting with you casually, don't be anxious... It's just a rumor. Besides, given the current situation, even if I don't participate in a competition like the Singapore Youth Tour, I should still have a spot on the national team this time. It's not a big deal whether I go or not. Are you really going to take this rumor seriously and tell Coach Xu? Coach Xu will definitely criticize you... Are you going to make a scene with Director Chen over this unfounded matter? Or report it to Director Liu?"

Xu Shasha realized she had lost her composure, lowered her head shyly, then raised it again, pouting, "I was thinking, it would be great if we went together... Putting aside everything else, if our Hexi team had two spots for both men and women at the Singapore Youth Tour, Coach Xu would probably be quite happy."

She couldn't help but fantasize about the scene of herself and her senior appearing on the podium in Singapore at the same time.

Jiang Ziyan nodded, seemingly not wanting to continue the conversation, and suddenly said, "Shasha, have you thought about what you'll do after you retire?"

Xu Shasha was taken aback, then giggled and laughed, "How old am I? You're already thinking that far ahead? Are you already thinking about retiring? You've just become famous..."

Jiang Ziyan scratched his head sheepishly and said, "Famous what... I hadn't thought about it before. But recently I've watched a lot of videos about retired athletes, and I couldn't help but think about it. There's a WeChat public account that's currently serializing a video called 'The Story of the Fifth Ring Road.' I'll forward it to you later. It's really quite moving... Many seniors, after training in sports for half their lives, have to return to society when they reach a certain age, which is actually quite difficult. Especially for people of their generation." "

'The Story of the Fifth Ring Road'?"

"Yes, several of us have been sharing it. The older people read it, the more it touches their hearts. It's about athletes who participated in the Olympics decades ago, and their lives today... It's quite real and touching. After reading it, I couldn't help but think... In the future, should we go to university? Or find a job at the provincial sports bureau? Or become a coach like Sister Zhou Jin?"

Xu Shasha didn't expect him to suddenly mention her roommate. Since Zhou Jin had always been the idol of both male and female teammates, it was normal. But this inevitably stirred up a little jealousy in her heart. She had a lively personality, and she couldn't help but show it on her face, pretending to be angry, and said, "This reminds me of Jin!" "Jin-jie? I know, Jin-jie is pretty, everyone on your men's team likes her."

Jiang Ziyan quickly stamped his foot and said, "What are you talking about? Coach Zhou is so much older than us. I was talking about retiring to become a coach, and you're bringing this up. I mean... after thinking about it, even if we can get into the national team, can we really rely on the Olympics? Our country has so many diving talents, the competition is so fierce... Besides, even if we can make it to the Olympics, even if we can win a medal, we'll still have to retire someday. Maybe we should think about what we can do after we retire..." As he said this, he seemed to steal a glance at Xu Shasha, his face flushed with embarrassment.

With the keen insight of a young girl, Xu Shasha suddenly realized that her senior brother had emphasized the word "we" slightly, and that he was actually seriously "looking forward to the future of the two of them." In an instant, a feeling of being cared for, missed, and planned for rose up from within her, making her feel an unprecedented intoxication and sweetness. However, that kind of future was a bit too far away for her, and she didn't know how to respond. She could only ramble on and on, saying vaguely, "There are men on the team who can jump until they're 30, right..."

This time, it was Jiang Ziyan's turn to chuckle: "Who told you that? Jumping to 25 is the limit, and besides, I don't want to jump to that age. Being on the diving platform at 30, do you think I'm some legendary figure like Brother Xiong... Actually, it's not a good thing. Officer Shi from the provincial bureau contacted me and said he wanted to arrange for me to appear on an entertainment program. I was hoping the team would let me go."

Xu Shasha tilted her head, thinking about her senior brother on TV doing "entertainment programs," and couldn't help but smile, pouting and laughing: "You want to be an actor? Not bad, not bad, you're quite handsome and photogenic... You might actually become a star."

"You're just making fun of me... Actually, you're the really beautiful one..." Xu Shasha saw that he was even slurring his words a little when he said this, knowing that he was genuinely praising her, and a heartfelt joy and satisfaction radiated from her face.

She remembered Jin Jin's words: "Protect yourself, but don't waste your youth." Suddenly, she didn't know where the courage came from, and she took Jiang Ziyan's broad hand in hers, saying earnestly and sincerely, "Don't think about retiring yet. We'll talk about the future later. You must work hard, establish yourself in the national team, and strive to win a medal at the Olympics in three years. I will also work hard to try to make it into the national team's regular selection, at least to keep up with you. We... we... we... we will be an outstanding pair..." By the end, her cheeks were flushed with shyness, and she could barely speak. She didn't even know what she wanted to say about being an "outstanding pair."

Jiang Ziyan was clearly moved as well, seemingly forgetting his reserve and shyness. He pulled her into his arms, whimpering, "Well, we'll talk about the future later."

Suddenly, she felt a warm sensation on her face, and a pair of full lips touched hers.

She forgot to flinch. Dizzy, her legs went weak, and she felt the world spinning, her whole body trembling. She had given her first kiss... For a moment, time seemed to stand still, as if the sun rose and the moon set, as if the stars shifted and the constellations moved, as if the earth beneath her feet turned into clouds, as if the air around her was as warm and sweet as ice cream, as if everything under the blue sky transformed into some kind of halo... She had fantasized about her first kiss many times before. She had read novels, watched TV shows and web dramas, pretending to be a little adult and telling herself, "A kiss is nothing." But when it actually happened, she was both panicked and incredibly sweet to discover that the mere touch of lips could be so intoxicating, so mesmerizing, so blissful… Based on Jiang Ziyan’s experience, there was of course no deep French kiss; it was just a tentative, trembling contact between the lips. Yet, almost every pore on her body was filled with tension and excitement, completely permeated by the sweet and sour sensations from that point of contact.

She mustered her courage, surrendering herself to her senses, shyly and sweetly closing her eyes, but slightly turning her cheek, making a small, dodging, yet also "returning" pout.

It was so wonderful, so sweet, so gentle, so romantic… It was only a few seconds, but she felt as if she had spent centuries in a halo of light and stars, until… suddenly she felt a slight tightness in her chest. A trembling hand, through her coat, gently caressed her breast. The forbidden zone, never before touched by a man, experienced its first tremor and pressure, its first sourness and stimulation.

Her senior brother had actually touched her? He had actually touched her here? Could someone really touch her breasts? No! This was too fast, this couldn't be! Startled and instinctively jolted from her sweet reverie, she pushed Jiang Ziyan away… A young boy and girl, somewhat embarrassed, somewhat nervous, somewhat warm, somewhat awkward… both their faces flushed red, neither daring to look at the other, just staring blankly at the cobblestone path beneath their feet.

Xu Shasha glanced furtively at Jiang Ziyan, seeing his embarrassed and fearful expression, his silly, awkward attempt to apologize, and she couldn't help but chuckle softly… She remembered Jin Jin's words: "Boys, from age 12 to 62, will always touch girls; it's like a leopard can't change its spots." Her senior's desire to touch her body was simply his instinct as a boy. Thinking about it, the fact that her body, her small breasts, could make her senior forget himself and only want to touch them was a kind of joy and pride.

Jiang Ziyan seemed afraid of angering himself, and also seemed genuinely ashamed of his actions. He couldn't help himself and, wanting to ease the awkwardness, murmured an apology

, unsure how to say it: "I'm sorry..." Xu Shasha, seeing his expression, chuckled and playfully teased him, saying coquettishly, "If you touch me again, I'll report you to Director Liu!"

She felt a pang of pity, her face flushed, and she looked down at the ground, saying softly, almost inaudibly, "We'll talk about the future later."

Chapter 29: Liu Tieming, The Art of Leadership

Liu Tieming calmly said on the other end of the phone, "I understand," and hung up on Xu Zeyuan, the director of the Hexi Water Sports Center.

This call really came at the worst possible time.

At that moment, he was sitting naked on the edge of the bed, legs spread, panting heavily.

Beside the bed, a stunningly beautiful woman, her skin pale and her complexion showing signs of middle age, yet her figure still exuding a graceful charm, knelt naked on the floor, holding Liu Tieming's penis in her delicate mouth, making deep swallowing motions down to her throat.

Her hair was loose, obscuring half of her beautiful, snow-white face. She appeared so intoxicated, so absorbed, as if the ugly penis in her mouth was an incomparably delicious pleasure, making her intoxicated and submissive, loving and obsessed.

Liu Tieming had always enjoyed this kind of "service."

The most wonderful thing about this woman was not only her familiarity with his desires and subtle habits, but more importantly, the contrast between the two completely different faces she possessed, which brought him a kind of satisfying spiritual enjoyment.

In public, she was a beautiful, aloof, and intellectually elegant doctor at Hexi No. 1 Hospital, with an unfathomable and unapproachable demeanor; but in his presence, she possessed a face of unimaginable submissiveness and debauchery.

He had been enjoying this woman's body for eight years.

From the first time, when she was filled with fear, apprehension, helplessness, and pain, to her current submissiveness and skill.

She knew every pain in his body, every itch, the desire behind every subtle movement, and the needs behind every faint expression.

Especially when he was tired or excited, this woman could always give him a powerful sense of conquest with her tender and affectionate, submissive behavior, either to comfort him or to intensify his desires.

Although Liu Tieming's current position

offered him many temptations that could be "safely" provided,

he had always kept a low profile and was unwilling to get too deeply involved; only occasionally, secretly, would he come to this woman who had completely won him over and bound him to a community of shared interests, to "relieve the pressure of work."

Since entering the world of officialdom, a circle of fame and fortune, he has always believed in two sayings: "A tranquil mind leads to lofty ideals, and serenity leads to far-reaching

goals," and "Fame is poison, wealth is a deadly poison, lust is a sharp sword, and power is an axe." He believed that while he should do what needed to be done and say what needed to be said, he had to do it with appropriate measure. Those young people, eager to prove themselves and vying for fame and fortune, were prone to making mistakes; those so-called political stars and bigwigs, though glamorous and powerful, were surrounded by people waiting to embarrass or even kill them once they became too deeply involved. Was their life truly smooth and happy? The ancients spoke of cherishing blessings, meaning that a person's blessings in life have a limit. Using too much and enjoying too much easily leads to downfall and misfortune.

He had managed to rise step by step before the age of fifty to become the Secretary of the Hebei Provincial Sports Committee and Director of the Provincial Sports Bureau, a department-level cadre overseeing eleven municipal bureaus, nine project centers, and twenty-five directly affiliated institutions. In truth, he felt he had done a decent job for his life.

He never touches anything too eager for quick success or instant benefits; he never does anything too ostentatious.

He comes from a management background and had no experience in the sports industry in his youth.

In the eyes of those in the sports world, he's an outsider.

However, this doesn't particularly worry him; leadership is an art, as long as you know how to use and manage people.

In Liu Tieming's eyes, subordinates fall into two categories: those who "can get things done" and those 　　who "know how to get things done.

" 　　Xu Zeyuan, the director of the Water Sports Center, a retired national team coach, is skilled at training young athletes—he falls into the category 　　of "can get things done. 　　" Luo Jianguo, the director of the Mass Sports Department, is quiet and unassuming, but his greatest strength is his ability to manage projects and "do excellent accounting"—he falls into the category 　　of "know how to get things done." 　　These are all key figures in the provincial sports system whom he promoted from the grassroots. 　　His most capable lieutenant, Chen Li, the director of the Competitive Events Department, is someone who is both capable and good at getting things done. 　　Chen Li was a national-level referee in his youth, a typical "street smarts 　　. " Chen Li had connections 　　within various sports systems, provinces, and even the capital, and 　　could even make acquaintances with some of the lesser-known figures in the "princeling" elite circles. 　　In Hexi Province, whenever there were any "underworld" matters to be dealt with at the various sports centers, 　　Chen Li was always the one to smooth things over. 　　Last year, Hexi Tianhang, one of the province's two major football teams, was struggling to avoid relegation with only 12 points after 16 rounds. The deputy mayor of Hexi City in charge of sports, Ding, personally went to the provincial sports bureau twice. Even Liu Tieming was a little puzzled; what was the point of going to the provincial bureau for such a matter? Chen Li, however, took it upon himself, saying he could handle it… Four rounds later, Hexi Tianhang lost all four matches… and was relegated. 　　While Liu Tieming was still bewildered, Hexi City allocated special administrative funds to Xiti Sports Industry Co., Ltd., under the provincial sports bureau, for a small plot of land to build residential properties. 　　In a relatively low-level department like the provincial sports bureau, this was a tremendous benefit. 　　Liu Tieming didn't know what had happened, nor did he want to know.

Why bother figuring it out? No need to! He only needed to know that Chen Li had painfully admitted at the summary meeting: "One of the two major teams in Hexi has fallen, a disgrace to the Sports Events Department, and also my responsibility as its director!" That was enough. 　　He still admired the middle-level cadre philosophy of

"attributing credit to superiors and taking responsibility for one's own actions ." 　　Someone like Old Chen, capable and efficient, was naturally someone to be relied upon. 　　Of course, there was a limit to this. He knew Chen Li had always coveted the deputy director position, something he "could consider," but not now. 　　Having someone like Old Guo, a mere incompetent with limited experience, in the deputy director position also had its advantages. 　　In his leadership style, his approach to Chen Li was summed up in four words: "fully empower." 　　"Fully" 　　was important, but "empowerment" 　　was even more crucial. By controlling this balance, he could be a very capable director. 　　He consistently showed favoritism, granting the Sports Events Department considerable real power, surpassing the individual project centers; however, in terms of administrative systems, he always allowed each center to maintain its independence. 　　He was quite satisfied with the results of this effortless approach. 　　He could indirectly manage the various centers using technically skilled personnel through a single department head; and he could skillfully balance power, ensuring that his direct subordinates all sought to gain his trust and please him. 　　Of course, there were also regrets. Hexi was, after all, a weak province in sports, a historical consequence that couldn't be blamed on him, the current director of the Sports Bureau. 　　But when dealing with the General Administration of Sport, it was always a matter of losing face. 　　The province made grand pronouncements about Hexi's sports development, but then completely abandoned the project, showing little interest in caring for this neglected department, let alone providing funding or support. 　　It wasn't that he didn't want to make breakthroughs in his political achievements, but the problem was that the sports industry was different from other industries. To put it bluntly, "results" 　　meant "political achievements." While it wasn't impossible to fake results, it was far more difficult. Hexi only had so much capital, controlling a mere seven or eight grassroots specialty schools, including Jiangxi No. 3 Middle School, and a few talent pools in a few sub-sports. Even if he wanted to do something, he was powerless to do so. 　　Thinking of his personal motto, "Tranquility clarifies one's aspirations, serenity leads to far-reaching goals," he could only give up. 　　From another perspective, being a weak sports province wasn't entirely without its advantages. 　　There was no pressure, no targets. The leaders of the General Administration of Sport were always keeping a close eye on provinces like Hebei, Beihai, and Nanhai. Everyone knew it was impossible to put too much pressure on Hexi to win a few medals. Occasionally, a couple of promising talents would emerge, and if a medal or two slipped through their fingers, they would inevitably praise him for his "effective leadership and successful cultivation of reserve talent." 　　Another advantage is that in a province strong in sports, with many star athletes and coaches, each with extensive connections, they only recognize national-level sports centers. Provincial teams and provincial-level centers are essentially their dormitories during the off-year training periods, making them very difficult to manage. In Hexi, however, which of the athletes and coaches dares to challenge Liu Tieming's authority? This is quite good. 　　However, in recent years, he feels that his most capable subordinate, Director Chen, has become increasingly arrogant, which is quite annoying. 　　He has tried to "re-educate" Chen several times, but 　　Chen never seems to grasp the meaning of "avoiding greed." 　　There are always some unclear and undisclosed sources of income, and in the last two years, Chen has become increasingly audacious and greedy. Rumors are circulating that he pressures the provincial and municipal men's football and basketball teams to deliberately lose games, just to help this province avoid relegation or that city win the championship, creating a "losing budget"... Isn't this outrageous? At least, when such rumors reach Liu Tieming's ears, it's outrageous! Losing games is one thing, but how did these rumors get out?! Besides being greedy for money, Chen Li also coveted power. Already the director of the sports events department, he had been promised a few years of observation before being promoted to deputy director if given the opportunity. Yet, he insisted on concurrently serving as the director of a project center, claiming he wanted to "fight on the front lines and strive for good results for the province." 　　Liu Tieming was furious at this thought. Did this old Chen think he was an idiot? He was already complaining about being "second only to the leader" in the provincial bureau 　　and wanted to be the head of a center, controlling everything from party affairs and personnel to finance. 　　Given his quirks, who knew what kind of mess he'd make of the center? 　　So, not wanting to embarrass him too much, after much consideration, he was given the concurrent position of chairman of the Houwan Sports Base, a sports business club—a wealthy institution he'd probably prefer, a kind of compensation. 　　But what bothered him most was that Chen Li, besides wanting money and power, was also extremely lecherous. 　　He went to the South China Sea Province to cause trouble and almost got arrested by the local police. The sports system is, after all, a peripheral department. If I hadn't put in a good word for him, why would the South China Sea police give him the respect due to a section chief from a sports bureau in a neighboring province? He's not clean even on his own turf. Playing around with those willingly seeking out low-level civil servants and assistant coaches is one thing; rumors about him keeping several young mistresses and students can be dismissed as gossip, but he actually dared to make advances on female athletes! Liu Tieming felt a surge of anger whenever he thought about this. 　　Athletes? Those are the nation's key sports talents! Does he have any sense of party spirit? Does he have any principles? Does he even understand the rule of law? He's truly a boorish, uneducated man, hopeless and incorrigible! Just to play with those fresh-faced, newly-adult, even underage female athletes from swimming, track and field, volleyball, basketball, football, tennis, table tennis, badminton, rowing, shooting, combat sports, and cycling teams, all wrapped in sportswear, with exceptionally beautiful figures, firm muscles, and pure personalities?! He didn't know why, but whenever he thought of these rumors, images of beautiful young female athletes, dressed in their respective sports uniforms, writhing, struggling, crying, and begging beneath Chen Li's disgusting body would flash before Liu Tieming's eyes. 　　At these moments, a strong desire would surge within him… He couldn't help but feel indignant: "Hurry up, we don't need to use the lower part today, just get it out like this…" 　　he commanded the beautiful woman beneath him with an urgent tone. 　　The woman smiled gently and indeed sped up, once again swallowing his penis completely into her mouth. 　　Oh right, and there's the gymnastics team, the ice skating team, and the diving team. Not only are they teeming with beautiful girls, but they're all genuinely underage kids! Underage?! Little girls?! Little virgins?! Humph! That old Chen, acting recklessly and audaciously, absolutely unacceptable! He absolutely has to be taught a lesson! These young athletes are the nation's future talents, meant to achieve results and contribute to the country's sports cause, not for Chen Li's perverted, carefree life! He absolutely has to give up that idea! Luckily, I didn't agree to let him become the director of that center, otherwise, who knows what kind of brothel he would have turned it into! A couple of days ago, the director of the small ball center came over, stammering about how Chen Li dared to have tennis star Yan Wenyun accompany him to dinner in public during an inspection. The director, of course, had to protect the province's number one beautiful star and smoothed things over, but afterwards, fearing trouble from the provincial bureau, he came here specifically to test the waters! Nonsense! He lost his temper on the spot, telling the director to just go back, and that if Chen Li acted up again, he would make him write a written self-criticism! Because of this, he deliberately suppressed Chen Li, and didn't even take Chen Li to the founding ceremony of the Sports Industry Research Institute of Hexi University that day.

Just now, Xu Zeyuan from the Water Sports Center called again. Although his words were vague, the implication was that Director Chen seemed to be intentionally suppressing the qualification of the main diving team members.

How inexplicable! He was very annoyed! "Mmm..."

he mumbled incoherently, hastily ejaculating a few drops of his thick semen into the woman's mouth, finishing quickly.

The woman was still so gentle and considerate, cleaning and wiping him, helping him lie down, and carefully asking, "Old Liu, you look a little tired... are you going to stay here tonight?"

"Yes," he beckoned, and the woman obediently came over, nestling in his arms, letting him continue to play with her breasts and genitals, a kind of post-coital comfort and relaxation.

This woman's body was truly exquisite; how could it be so tight and so sensual, not inferior to young girls at all, but even more alluring.

But today he was absent-minded, not just because of Chen Li.

That's just how Chen Li is. He can manage and control things; he prefers stability and dislikes instability.

"Fame is poison, wealth is a deadly poison, lust is a sharp sword, and power is an axe," so a little guidance is enough.

Besides, he still needs Chen Li's expertise on many professional issues.

Chen Li is just "troublesome."

But in recent months, besides the "troublesome" aspects, things have gone smoothly, even too smoothly, giving him a slight thrill.

He sensed that many tasks within the provincial bureau were generating a

feeling of "expectation" he hadn't felt in a long time.

The establishment of the Sports Research Institute at Hexi University, which had been started two years ago but had been progressing slowly, had suddenly accelerated recently.

Director Liu of Hexi University had such influence that he invited so many retired former star athletes and coaches to be "visiting professors."

Even Secretary Wang of the Provincial Party Committee personally attended the founding ceremony, and the General Administration of Sport repeatedly praised this achievement.

Although Hexi University itself is a ministry-affiliated institution and not under his direct jurisdiction, it still brought honor to Hexi Province.

Then there were WeChat public accounts.

He didn't really understand what they were, but some incomprehensible online account could cause such a stir in the propaganda field.

He hadn't even figured out how the Hexi sports scene was doing, but the Central Propaganda Department and the State Administration of Radio, Film and Television had both sent him documents asking him to write materials to "share his experience."

These departments weren't like the obscure departments in the sports system; they were all powerful enough to cause a major upheaval.

Even when attending the provincial party committee's routine meetings, several standing committee members started praising the Hexi sports system as a typical positive example during their reports.

Then there was the matter of hiring foreigners to film a documentary.

This kind of thing is usually very politically sensitive, but this time all levels gave it the green light... And then there was that reporter's serialized mobile phone video broadcast "The Story of the Fifth Ring Road" on the website.

Although he hadn't seen it yet... then there was this old classmate reunion at Kongjiang No. 3 Middle School, which he heard was very lively, and Principal Fei Liang even managed to secure a large donation... The Mass Sports Department actually managed to

create such a huge stir using the theme of "retired athletes," almost reaching a national level of influence in no time. He was a bit taken aback.

Thinking about it, no one had ever thought of that before.

Retired athletes... what a great theme!

Liu Tieming couldn't help but admire as he continued to caress the woman's body beside him.

In recent years, China's sports achievements have reached the top level internationally.

However, from another perspective, internationally, there has been constant criticism of China's "national Olympic system"

and its "use of professional sports to waste the educational opportunities of countless young people in pursuit of gold medals

. "

In this era, it really is time for China to acknowledge, from a humanistic perspective, the retired athletes who have dedicated their youth to China's sports cause over the decades.

But they must be careful not to go too far, lest it turn into a major tragedy or excessive criticism.

The result was outstanding: research institutes, alumni reunions, public accounts, interviews, brand certifications… a thriving scene, seemingly having "silenced the foreigners and enhanced the nation's reputation

. "

No wonder even some central government agencies commended him; Hexi's initiative has practically scratched beyond the sports realm, reaching the political level.

What was even more unexpected was that the so-called "retired athletes" were a veritable treasure trove of talent, comparable to "retired soldiers." With Hexi Province taking the lead, other provinces followed suit

.

Those veterans who had fought on the front lines of sports ten, twenty, thirty, or even fifty years ago couldn't resist the urge to participate, clinging to their youthful passion.

Some were now high-ranking officials, some were entrepreneurs, some were living abroad… Although most were in dire straits, their

shared sense of camaraderie—a feeling akin to "we once fought side-by-side"—burst forth with astonishing force.

I heard that Xia Wanqing, the star CEO of Wanqing Group, after watching the documentary "Inheritance," this strong woman actually burst into tears in her office, immediately agreed to be an interviewee for "The Story of the Fifth Ring Road," and even donated five million yuan to the Sports Industry Research Institute of Hexi University in the name of the group… five million yuan! She

must have been reminded of her glorious years in the national team.

No matter what, people will always remember that Hexi Province took the lead; anything related to the sports circle in Hexi Province is attributed to him, Old Liu.

Liu Tieming has been walking a little unsteadily lately.

Of course, he knows that all of this couldn't possibly have been done by Luo Jianguo, the useless, unresponsive director of the Mass Sports Department, or Xiao Song from the Media Department.

He knows that name: Shi Chuanyue.

Good lad, a mere clerk, so eager to curry favor—is he trying to win his favor? Not talking about sports achievements, not talking about gold medals… but playing the emotional card with sports…? They call it the sports industry? Sports culture? Those who've been abroad certainly have a different approach to new concepts.

Liu Tieming certainly likes this kind of young man, and sometimes even feels that he can focus on cultivating him, providing another option besides Chen Li: even if Hexi's sports performance is mediocre, wouldn't it be just as good to become a base province for sports "integration industry"

and "in-depth research"

? Maybe they can find a new path and steal the lead from other provinces.

Moreover, internally, he also feels that it's time to seek a balance outside of Chen Li.

However, he also has his taboos.

In his leadership style, subordinates, in his eyes, can be divided not only into those who "can get things done" and those who

"know how to get things done

," but also into those "with connections"

and those "without connections."

Deputy Director Guo Te, Old Zhao from the office, Tong Wanqiu, Director of the Hexi City Sports Bureau, Han Bingyi from the Small Ball Sports Center, Xu Zeyuan from the Water Sports Center, Fei Liang, the Party Secretary of Kongjiang No. 3 Middle School, Ke Shunzhou from the Coaches Association… these subordinates all have connections… On the contrary, Chen Li, although he has connections in the underworld, is ultimately from a humble background and thus “has no connections.” Those

with connections

should be promoted, but not actually used;

those without connections can be used, but don’t need to be promoted… As for Shi Chuanyue… his connections are a bit too deep, and Liu Tieming has to be cautious.

Of course, he knows who Shi Chuanyue is.

Secretary Ke, Ambassador Shi, Director Song, the “Seven Old Men”

Shi, Professor Liu… these people

are in a completely different world from him, a “small” provincial-level bureau chief.

He doesn’t want to get caught up in the power struggle between the two major factions in the C country’s political arena for a small political achievement; that wouldn’t suit his art as a bureau chief. "

One should cultivate tranquility to clarify one's aspirations, and maintain serenity to achieve far-reaching goals. "

But Chen Li, this time, absolutely needed a good talking-to... Thinking this, he dialed the number.

Chapter 30: Chen Li, with Ample Room for Advance and Retreat

"Yes, yes, it was my oversight..."

Chen Li held the phone, his palms slightly sweaty.

He hadn't expected that Director Liu, this nepotistic bureau chief, would call him in the middle of the night, and even be so "friendly

," asking about the diving team's qualification for the Singapore leg.

This was, of course, official business, but he was surprised and somewhat flustered.

He had deliberately suppressed Jiang Ziyan from the diving team, preventing him from participating in the Singapore competition.

He had even originally intended to suppress Xu Shasha from the women's team as well.

The World Junior Diving Grand Prix is held every two years, usually consisting of eight to ten legs. In reality, it's a commercial competition bearing the FINA name, and its prestige isn't very high.

Of course, it's not limited to junior athletes; some adult professional athletes are also invited to participate.

However, truly top international divers often participate in one or two events only occasionally, as a warm-up, in conjunction with their own training plans; while some up-and-coming athletes see it as a good opportunity to gain experience in major competitions and showcase themselves in front of international judges.

In country C, due to the abundance of talent and fierce competition in the diving team, it has become a valuable opportunity for young athletes, especially those on the fringes of the national team.

This year, Hexi's diving results have been quite good.

Jiang Ziyan of the men's team has almost secured his position as the third-ranked athlete on the national team, and Xu Shasha of the women's team, although younger, can still manage to stay in the second tier of the national team.

Originally, with a little effort, Hexi could very well have secured both of the spots in the Singapore leg.

However, Lao Hu from Nanhai Province approached Chen Li several times, offering some indirect "professional advice," implying that Jiang Ziyan's position on the national team was already secure and that he should focus on training and the National Games.

This goes without saying. Xiao Feng from the South China Sea diving team is also competing for a spot on the national team and probably needs more opportunities to compete… Hu Jintao's face was optional, but considering the help he received in the South China Sea incident, and

the reason of "comprehensive training of C country's diving talent" was nominally plausible, he readily agreed to let Jiang Ziyan stay in China to prepare for the National Games.

However, if he were to ask himself honestly, the main reason he agreed so readily was probably because of that junior staff member named Shi Chuanyue.

Who told Jiang Ziyan to get so close to that staff member from the group department?! All he does is film TV programs, appear on entertainment shows, and visit communities. Once he gains a little fame, he neglects his duties, treating sports like monkeys performing tricks? He needs to be taught a lesson, to know that he is still an athlete and must obey discipline! But Xu Zeyuan from the Water Sports Center, whether out of excessive love for his student or something else, actually dared to complain to Lao Liu behind his back?! He felt threatened.

However, he believed that Director Liu Tieming was the person who knew him best in the entire bureau. Rather than stammering, he might as well simply "admit it" and

test the waters with "professional considerations," which would make him seem more sincere. After

thinking for a moment, he decided to go all in.

"Director Liu, to be honest, it's not just to let him focus on training; I deliberately arranged it this way."

"Hmm?" "

Director Liu, Jiang Ziyan is a promising talent in Hexi, but recently he's been involved in too many social activities... I won't even mention the impact on his competition and training results, but if all athletes follow his example, focusing their attention on things outside of competition, thinking about retirement before even achieving results, wouldn't all those centers and star athletes be thrown into chaos?! I deliberately gave him a warning. Athletes must obey the overall situation, focus on training, focus on the Olympics... and also focus on the unified deployment of the leadership. Individualism, liberalism, and hedonism are unacceptable. Filming TV programs, appearing on entertainment shows, and even going to Hexi University to study—it's outrageous! What kind of nonsense is this?" "What do you mean? Does that mean you're questioning the future of diving? I'm doing this for his own good, I can't bear to see him become complacent and his performance decline... Hehe, of course, maybe I didn't communicate well enough with Lao Xu, he didn't understand deeply, that's my fault. Director Liu, you know me best, I've always been a bit of a roughneck... Hehe, since you've already inquired, then of course everything will be based on your opinion. You think Jiang Ziyan can participate, I'll arrange it right away, no problem, I've got Lao Hu in Nanhai on my side. If you think it's okay this time and don't want to go, I'll call Lao Xu right now, we're all from the provincial bureau, it'll be easier to do things, we need to strengthen internal communication..."

He said "uh-huh" and

"yes, yes"

a few more times before hanging up and letting out a long sigh.

He really needed to call Xu Zeyuan later, not just for show, Xu Zeyuan is an old coach, he needed to give him some face, since he asked, he should take the initiative and show some attitude.

For some reason, the image that lingered in his mind wasn't Jiang Ziyan or Xu Zeyuan, but rather Shi Chuanyue, whom he found unsettling.

When Shi Chuanyue was first transferred to Hexi, he hadn't paid much attention.

It wasn't that he didn't value him; after all, he was the young master of the Shi family,

the grandson of "Seventh Deputy Elder" Shi Yuanshu.

However, in his view, this kind of spoiled young master from the capital, placed in the cold, unpopular government office of Hexi, would simply be indulging in a life of debauchery and pleasure.

The family hoped to preserve a single heir in the storm, to maintain a semblance of kinship, and the government also wanted to keep these troublemakers in check at the grassroots level. This kind of young master probably wouldn't even bother showing up for roll call at the provincial bureau.

He wasn't his direct subordinate, and had no connection to him whatsoever.

Although fifteen years ago, when Shi Shuan was a team leader in Hexi City, he had served as a referee there, that cross-disciplinary "cooperation" was merely a princeling gaining experience at the grassroots level—who would remember that? Besides, Shi Shu'an is in trouble now; who would be so tactless as to bring up this topic?

Although six years ago, due to some indirect reasons, he had a casual meal at Secretary Lin's house in Beijing and was vaguely regarded as one of Secretary Lin's men, he was still considered a "princeling."

He was just a nobody, nowhere near the level of political infighting.

Neither the Shi family nor the Liu family could retaliate against him directly.

Unless the Shi family found out about… that incident.

But that seemed impossible; Secretary Ke was a powerful figure, how could he make such a mistake?

Therefore, he always believed that he and Shi Chuanyue would have no connection.

However, now he had to reassess the situation.

Unexpectedly, Shi Chuanyue had actually started "sports work" seriously in Hexi.

At first, this made him feel somewhat amused. Shi Chuanyue's rank was far above his own, so he wasn't worried. But for some reason, he also felt a bit of schadenfreude, waiting to see this inexperienced, overseas-educated second-generation official make a fool of himself.

The sports system only had this much work, this little bit of profit, this little bit of work. In a sports-weak province like Hexi, what could a mere clerk in the media section of the mass sports department possibly do? Documentaries, public accounts, live video streaming… what are all these things?… Young people's silly toys.

Do they really think anything becomes high-tech just because it's on the internet? And he's so flamboyant, trying to get the director's attention for his achievements. Not to mention himself, he has a section chief above him, and above that, a division chief… that's taboo… But something even more surprising happened. This Shi Chuanyue, not only his immediate superior, the section chief, doesn't dare to mess with him, but that idiot Luo Jianguo from the Mass Sports Department actually went abroad for "inspection"

… The small Mass Sports Department, meddling in so many affairs, is doing so smoothly.

And all the centers seem to be quite enthusiastic about him because of this young man's "effective publicity." Xu Zeyuan from the Water Sports Center, Qi Yanan from the Ice Sports Center, and Tong Wanqiu from the Hexi City Sports Bureau all praised him at the General Administration meeting.

Even Old Liu, when talking about this young man, kept saying he had "advanced international management experience."

Shi Shuan has fallen, don't these people know? What's the point of this kind of flattery? Now, even the coveted position of recruiting new contract staff for the provincial bureau has inexplicably been snatched away by this lowly clerk.

Of course, it has nothing to do with him.

He's high above, in charge of the major events in the Hexi competition and the provincial team. No matter how popular this lowly clerk becomes, his next goal is simply to be promoted to section chief, which is incomparable to him, who is already the powerful second-in-command of the provincial bureau.

But what happened today… Although Xu Zeyuan was a coach by training, he's been in the officialdom for so long, how could he dare to stab him in the back, just to protect Jiang Ziyan? Or is he deliberately cultivating or currying favor with Shi Chuanyue? After all, Shi Chuanyue is getting closer and closer to several well-known athletes in the province.

Or did he smell something and intentionally want to keep his distance? And although Old Liu called in a very amiable tone, he ultimately did as he was told, still not letting Jiang Ziyan participate in the competition, which was considered saving face for him, but no matter how you look at it, it still feels a bit uncomfortable.

Chen Li felt he needed to re-evaluate the matter and the person.

Deep down, he also held a considerable amount of disdain for Director Liu.

In his eyes, this old Liu was a typical example of someone who "wanted to eat but was afraid of getting burned." 　　Leaving aside the 30-year-old nonsense about

"developing sports and improving people's physique," and 　　the slogan "The motherland comes first, strive for Olympic gold," for a province like Hexi with its weak foundation, it was nothing more than empty rhetoric. 　　At best, Hexi might win one or two gold medals at the next Olympics, and wouldn't even reach five in total. How could that compare to a province like Hedong, which easily wins seven or eight gold medals? Since he was already in this mediocre position, shouldn't he take advantage of his work and serve the people while also making the most of his leisure time? ...This old bastard, he wants to make money, he wants to have fun, and he even pretends to be nonchalant. Isn't he just hoping to get promoted to the General Administration of Sport? He acts like everyone knows. 　　When he was caught having an affair with a young girl from the gymnastics team, someone complained, and Old Liu even came to reprimand him. 　　This isn't rape, it's not a crime. It's a willing transaction. The other person needed to get their residency transferred from the countryside to Hexi. They didn't have enough points, so they needed to find someone else to approve it. How could they do it without paying a price? What assets does a girl from a poor mountain village have to offer anyone besides her sexual prowess? The fact that she's willing to accept it is already giving the gymnastics center a lot of face. 　　Why should they care? She's not a top-tier athlete; what training is there to worry about? 　　This kind of girl just wants a different residency to leave the countryside. Since her grades aren't good, but she's pretty, what else can they do? ...Of course, asking Yan Wenyun to have dinner with him that day was a bit much, and Chen Li reminded himself to be mindful of his image. 　　Putting aside the fact that it happened in public, who is Yan Wenyun? She's a star athlete in the province's sports circle. Because of her beauty, she's quite eye-catching even in the national team. If nothing unexpected happens, she's definitely going to have a spot in the next Olympics. She 　　might even be able to compete for the National Games championship and reach the top eight in the Olympics. 　　This kind of girl is considered a "public figure 　　." As a leader in the provincial bureau, he had to maintain a serious and respectful demeanor in her presence. 　　Although rumors circulated that a big shot in the capital had taken a liking to Yan Wenyun and specifically requested her to "accompany" him, even going so far as to say, "Whoever can help make the connection will 　　reap the rewards," those were just rumors. It wasn't Chen Li's area of expertise or a taboo subject. 　　Sometimes, he even suspected that Han Bingyi from the small ball center had sounded out Yan Wenyun… Really, it's just about accompanying a leader, right? If the girl were more perceptive, everyone would benefit, wouldn't they? Thinking about Yan Wenyun's figure, it was truly tempting. 　　But then he thought of Yan Wenyun, and then of Shi Chuanyue. If this junior staff member was just organizing some promotional activities about retired athletes, that would be one thing—it's part of his job. 　　Why was he running around to several centers so frequently? Was this really his duty? Rumors circulated that he had a close relationship with Yan Wenyun, with some even suggesting it was a case of a rich young man dating a celebrity… This made Chen Li even more uncomfortable… because if that were true, he really couldn't do anything about it. 　　No matter how much power he wielded, he was still in his forties, divorced once, and his daughter was already in university. 　　Whether he wanted to satisfy his desires or play around with women, he had to do it secretly, in the shadows… He had to maintain his party spirit and the dignity of a leader. 　　That little bastard, on the other hand, was just a low-level civil servant, not even a section chief yet, in his late twenties, unmarried, and from a wealthy family. 　　Even if he openly pursued Yan Wenyun, both being single, no one could say anything wrong. 　　In fact, many people might even think they were a good match. It 　　wasn't just about women; Chen Li felt this young man had ulterior motives. 　　Running around various sports centers, befriending a large group of young athletes—what was that all about? Why treat such an important media outlet like his own backyard when he's running "Hexi Sports"? On the surface, it's just young people hanging out, but something about it just feels off. 　　Because of this, he even hinted at suspending the competition qualifications of several athletes who were close to Ishikawa Etsu, using the threat of "training hard and not just playing around" to give them 　　a warning. That's the reason he kept Jiang Ziyan from going to Singapore.

But ultimately, Ishikawa Yue has no direct connection to the diving team. This action is probably baffling to Jiang Ziyan and Xu Zeyuan; it's just them venting their anger and won't actually harm Ishikawa Yue.

Damn, it's so good to be a scion of a powerful family and a second-generation official. They can play so many tricks, yet they're not even in leadership positions; they can reap so many benefits, yet they don't need to be disciplined… It's hard to criticize them, so why not just flatter them? Flatter them and they'll be easier to control? Chen Li suddenly felt that perhaps he needed to agree with and praise Ishikawa Yue in front of Lao Liu.

Or maybe he should quickly promote this little bastard to section chief, or transfer him to some center as office director? Would having a title actually make it easier to control him? "Hmm, that's a good idea... a five-birds-with-one-stone idea. On one hand, it caters to the praise many people in the provincial bureau have for this young man, so as not to appear jealous; on the other hand, it sends a warning to that idiot Luo Jianguo in the group affairs department: 'Your man, I'll promote him if I say so'; on the other hand, it's also a way of showing goodwill to Shi Chuanyue. Although he's considered a 'princeling' (

son of a powerful figure), giving his former boss's nephew a little something is never a bad thing; on the other hand, it's a chance to test Old Liu's attitude; and finally, perhaps he really should test the attitudes of the Shi and Liu families? That's it!" He decided to meet with Director Liu tomorrow to talk about how this young man, Shi Chuanyue, "has very advanced international management experience" and is "worth cultivating." As for the transfer position... how about transferring him to the Youth League Committee? There's a vacancy there; how about becoming the director of the student union under the Youth League Committee of the Sports Commission? Good idea indeed.

That kind of position seems to be very independent, but it's actually quite empty, though it's a bit lucrative and very leisurely.

The best part is that it's far removed from actual sports operations. Ideally, it should have more connections with the Youth League committees of other provincial agencies in the future, so that it can be completely cleaned up once it's pushed out of the sports system... Thinking of this, he almost felt smug. Just as he was pondering his words to Lao Liu tomorrow, the phone rang. He picked it up and saw a message: "Director Chen, the swimming team's National Games roster has been drafted and will be submitted to the bureau the day after tomorrow. Please review it before submitting it to Director Liu. —Xianze"

He chuckled when he saw the message and replied with "Understood."

It seemed like a normal work message, but he understood the meaning behind it.

In fact, the swimming team's National Games roster was just a routine matter, clearly just a few events and a few participants. The swimming team leader, Lao Cui, specifically sent this message, the real meaning behind which was the unspoken "Xiao Lu's matter is settled."

With Xiao Lu's performance level, she definitely wouldn't make the regular team.

However, there are many swimming events, and the National Games already has a huge number of participants. Randomly stuffing her with a substitute spot in some corner wouldn't attract much attention.

Xiao Lu is someone he's been keeping for a long time; she even gave him her virginity. They've been together for a long time, unlike someone who just popped into his life temporarily. He has to take care of her.

If it weren't for the fact that Hexi University is too conspicuous, he would have arranged a university study spot for Xiao Lu this time. Once she's in university, she can train, study for a year, and then serve him... He wouldn't just be playing with a swimmer; she'd be a university student. He could have her wear a student uniform and then wear a swimsuit for him, which would be even more exciting... After graduation, he could get her a job in the bureau and keep serving him until he gets tired of her... Thinking of Xiao Lu, he couldn't help but feel a surge of desire, and his mouth went dry.

But it was the middle of the night, and he was home alone. There was no reason for him to go to Xiao Lu, and he didn't even want to call Xu Zeyuan.

He stood up from his desk, left the study, and went to the room his daughter used to live in when she was a day student in junior high. He pushed open her birchwood door and stared blankly at her cute pink and yellow little bed… Suddenly, he pounced on the bed, unzipped his pants, and pressed his penis directly onto the clean sheets. He imagined himself pressing down on his daughter's now mature and maddening body, her once immature and struggling body. He began to wiggle his hips, pressing his gradually hardening penis against the sheets, as if trying to absorb the scent of his daughter's body from that long-unsleeped bed… Once, on this very bed, he had reached the peak of his life's brutality, excitement, pleasure, and desire release. Before and after that, no matter how many women he had been with, he had never felt this way again.

“Yingying, Yingying… Daddy's favorite is still you…” (

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