Yang Ye's Forbidden Love Series 7 - The Clever Boss Lady ~ Zhang Liru (20)

Upon hearing Yang Ye's words, Zhang Liru's heart skipped a beat. She abruptly opened her beautiful, star-like eyes, followed by a wave of panic.

She already knew Yang Ye deeply; given his domineering and possessive personality, coupled with his obsession with her body, she was practically his consort. Yang Ye would never have told her this if she were a stranger.

Therefore, this person must be the closest and most important person to her! But…who could it be?

Deep within Zhang Liru's heart, immense tension and fear surged! Because she almost already knew who that person was.

"He said his surname was Lai, and he's clearly a thief. He climbed over the wall to steal things, and even made up a ridiculous excuse, saying he was looking for his wife." Yang Ye said casually, his eyes closed as he caressed the beautiful woman's fair skin.

Zhang Liru stared at the man with her starry eyes, asking anxiously and worriedly, "Where is he? What did you do to him?"

"Oh!" Yang Ye half-opened his eyes and said coldly, "Why are you so nervous? He's just a petty thief, why are you making such a fuss?"

"No...no! He's not a petty thief...tell me quickly, what...what did you do to him?" Zhang Liru shook the man's arm, asking anxiously.

"Of course, we'll lock him up first. My men are giving him a good 'bastard treatment' right now. We can't be lenient with petty thieves like him," Yang Ye replied nonchalantly.

"Ah, no! Please don't hurt him, I beg you..." Zhang Liru was terrified and completely lost, not knowing what to do.

"Why?" Yang Ye glanced at her sideways and asked indifferently.

"Because he's my husband," Zhang Liru blurted out without thinking.

"Hmph! Is that so?" Yang Ye's eyes flashed like lightning, staring directly at the woman's stunning face.

Zhang Liru felt a chill run down her spine. Her neck drooped, and she dared not look directly at the man lying beside her. She stammered, "I'm...I'm sorry, I misspoke. He's my...'ex-husband'..."
"Hmm!" Yang Ye said with satisfaction. "Want to see him?"

Zhang Liru sat up, her heart pounding for a moment before she finally nodded. "Yes."

"Alright then!" Yang Ye then sat up, embraced Zhang Liru's delicate body, and kissed her beautiful face a few times before saying, "Wrap yourself in a towel and come with me."

Yang Ye didn't wear underwear, but simply put on his pajamas and went out.

Zhang Liru hurriedly wrapped herself in a towel and followed behind the man.

The two entered a room, which was empty of any furniture, except for a large floor-to-ceiling curtain hanging on one wall.

Yang Ye walked forward and pressed a button on the wall. The large floor-to-ceiling curtain slowly parted to both sides...

and a huge glass window slowly appeared before their eyes! Zhang Liru immediately rushed to the glass window and looked inside! Instantly, two streams of hot tears flowed silently down her cheeks.

The man, whom she had kept hidden deep within her heart, whom she refused to touch or recall, whom she didn't know how to face or explain, appeared on the other side of the glass window, chained and handcuffed in a cage.

His former glory had been replaced by filth, dishevelment, haggardness, and destitution, and several men surrounded him, taking turns punching and kicking him!

Scenes from her past with her husband flashed through her mind like lightning; the beautiful memories had now become unbearably painful! Zhang Liru's heart was broken, the pain indescribable. She felt utterly helpless; no matter how strong she was now, she couldn't bear the cruelty before her.

"Please, please stop hitting him..." Zhang Liru's slender fingers gripped Yang Ye's sleeve tightly as she pleaded, her beautiful, deep eyes filled with fear, pleas, and heartache.

Yang Ye pressed the intercom and said, "That's enough, stop for now."

Hearing Yang Ye's command, everyone stopped and left the cage! Lai Junwei had already fainted from the pain, covered in blood.

"Alright! You've seen enough, go back to your room now," Yang Ye ordered expressionlessly.
Seeing Yang Ye's cold expression, Zhang Liru was truly at a loss. She dared not disobey the man before her, and could only look at her husband with deep affection and reluctance before running back to her boudoir in tears.
After Zhang Liru left, Yang Ye also left the room and entered Lai Junwei's "prison cell."

After instructing his men to leave, Yang Ye gazed at the unconscious Lai Junwei…

After a long while, Yang Ye calmly said, "A common man is innocent, but possessing a treasure is a crime! This saying passed down from the ancients always has its philosophy, so don't blame me, because this is fate's arrangement, and even more so, our destiny."
After pondering for a moment, Yang Ye continued, "Liru is a woman possessing an exceptionally beautiful body. A woman like her, and an ordinary person like you…" Men are simply not worthy of her, for she is far too beautiful. Men without strength cannot protect her; they will only bring death upon themselves!

Moreover, a woman with such innate allure is impossible for a normal man to conquer.
Having said this, Yang Ye turned and left, laughing as he went, "Hahahaha... The outcome is decided!

Only the strong can possess Zhang Liru's 'mating rights,' hahahaha..."

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Zhang Liru ran back to her room in utter despair, immediately collapsing onto the bed...

Everything that had happened recently was still vivid in her mind!

The existential crisis of "Ya Xin," her elderly father's lawsuit, her husband's life... and what will become of her own marriage? Should she abandon Lai Junwei for all of this?

All of this is like a series of sharp blades, constantly stabbing her heart! Leaving her bewildered, at a loss, unable to make a choice? Because this choice will affect her entire life, and also the happiness of her family.

Zhang Liru thought of her parents-in-law, they are so old, if something really happens to Lai Junwei, can they bear such a heavy blow? And what about her two young sons, what will they do?

"Waaah... what should I do? What should I do?" Zhang Liru lay on the soft bed, sobbing helplessly.

All she wanted was for her family to be safe; she only wanted to do everything in her power to protect them! But now, she felt as if all her strength had been drained away, and she felt utterly powerless! Why was God treating her this way? What heinous crime had she committed?

The night was long, and Zhang Liru didn't know what tomorrow held, but she had a feeling that she had reached a dead end.

The sound of the door opening meant Yang Ye had returned.

As Yang Ye approached, Zhang Liru quickly stood up, her beautiful eyes filled with complex emotions as she gazed at him!

A moment later, she knelt down gracefully and pleaded in a low voice, "Please, spare him!"

Yang Ye quickly picked her up, sat down by the bed, and tenderly embraced the soft, fragrant body in his arms, saying, "You care about him a lot, don't you?"

"He's covered in blood... I wonder how badly he's injured?" Zhang Liru, extremely anxious, couldn't hold back her tears.

"It's not that I want him to stay, it's that he doesn't want to sign the divorce papers, it's that he doesn't want to leave," Yang Ye said, kissing his beautiful wife's delicate, moist cheek.

Remembering her husband's persistence and knowing that Yang Ye wasn't lying, Zhang Liru pleaded anxiously, "Then what should we do? Waaah... can I at least apply some medicine for him...?"

"Hmm..." Yang Ye fell into thought.

"I beg you... I beg you..." Zhang Liru paused for a moment, her delicate face flushed with embarrassment. She grasped Yang Ye's large hand and gently pressed it against her lower abdomen, her voice barely audible as she continued, "Please, for the sake of our child... please... sob..."

"Hahaha!" Yang Ye laughed, "You're so clever, you even know to drag the child into this to beg me."
"Please promise me." Zhang Liru buried her pretty face deep in the man's neck, too ashamed to know what to do.

"Alright then! I promise you, I'll take you to get his wound treated and medicine applied tomorrow." Yang Ye agreed.

"Really?" Zhang Liru raised her head, her tear-streaked face showing a hint of joy.

"Of course, but..." Yang Ye nodded and continued, "You must do as I say."
"Huh?" Zhang Liru looked at him in confusion.

"Don't worry, I'll teach you how to do it later." Yang Ye said while licking Zhang Liru's earlobe.

"You...you haven't humiliated me enough?" Not knowing what this man wanted to do, Zhang Liru could only say with a hint of resentment, her beautiful face filled with sadness.

"Hahaha! I'm doing this to help you, so he'll give up and leave willingly." After saying this, Yang Ye hugged Zhang Liru's fragrant and soft body and lay back...

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Lai Junwei opened his eyes abruptly, as if struck by lightning. Before him stood a stunningly beautiful woman. Thinking he was still in a dream, he shook his head violently and blinked hard. When he opened his eyes again, his vision gradually cleared.

"Liru!" Lai Junwei shouted excitedly, wanting to rush over and embrace his beautiful wife, to kiss that fair face that had appeared countless times in his dreams.

Yes, it was the goddess he was most proud of, his most beloved wife! Her beautiful eyes were fixed on him, a gaze that seemed to hold countless unspoken words. Her proud, full breasts were still firm—no, even firmer, outlining a perfect, alluring curve. Only her face was somewhat haggard, her hair a little disheveled, adding a touch of melancholy to her appearance.

Lai Junwei's first reaction was a mixture of surprise and joy, thinking his wife had returned home. But then he saw that she was only wearing a sexy, sheer nightgown. His heart sank upon seeing his lover! But what despaired him even more was the presence of another man, silently standing behind his wife, giving him a cold smile.

"Bastard!" Lai Junwei cursed through gritted teeth, his body involuntarily struggling, pulling at the chains binding his limbs, making a clanging sound.

"Junwei, don't move... I'll apply medicine to your wounds!" Zhang Liru's calm voice stopped his impulsive actions.

She then picked up a cotton swab, dipped it in disinfectant, and carefully cleaned and disinfected his wounds, disinfecting each festering and ulcerated area, then applying ointment, and gently bandaging the wounds with gauze.
The cooling sensation lessened the burning pain in his wound, and Lai Junwei gradually calmed down, but his murderous gaze remained fixed on the man behind his wife.

Yang Ye, with an indifferent expression, deliberately walked forward, squatted behind Zhang Liru, and embraced her slender waist.

"Bastard, let go of your filthy hands!" Lai Junwei roared again, his muscles tensing as if he wanted to pounce on the man and beat him to death, but he was completely immobilized by the cold iron chains.

However, what Lai Junwei found most unacceptable was that Zhang Liru herself remained calm, showing no displeasure at Yang Ye's embrace, as if it were all perfectly natural. She simply kept her head down, carefully tending to his wound.

Lai Junwei was stunned, staring blankly at his wife's pretty face. He glanced down unintentionally and saw Yang Ye's hand slowly moving upwards, reaching Zhang Liru's full, white breasts, wantonly kneading and caressing her flesh through her thin, sexy nightgown.

"Take your filthy hands off me! Otherwise... I'll definitely chop off your dog paws!" Lai Junwei roared furiously.

Deep down, he knew better than anyone that his beautiful wife, missing for so many days, couldn't possibly still be considered chaste; she had undoubtedly been defiled by that lecherous scoundrel, Yang Ye. At this point, no matter what he did, he couldn't undo the damage. But, like many others, Lai Junwei couldn't control his rage and resentment.

Qian Mingyi's words suddenly flashed into his mind…

"I mean, if… if we found Liru… she… isn't the same person she used to be… what would you do…"

Lai Junwei's heart felt as if it had fallen into an ice cellar, waves of pain washing over him… a tearing, agonizing pain! It felt as if someone had used a sharp blade to pierce every nerve in his heart, then grabbed the pierced end and lashed it out!

The pain was excruciating, so intense that it left no sound, no tears…

At that moment, Yang Ye's voice rang out: “Strange, what business is it of yours if I play with my own wife?”

“She’s my wife… Let her go… You bastard! You’re not allowed to touch her…” Lai Junwei’s eyes were bloodshot as he angrily cursed, his furious gaze also filled with confusion and bewilderment. He couldn’t understand why Zhang Liru didn’t resist at all, allowing Yang Ye to take advantage of her.

“Laughable! By what right do you forbid me from touching her?” Yang Ye continued to mock him.

“You beast! You’ll die a horrible death…” Lai Junwei seemed to be consumed by rage.

Yang Ye’s fingers pinched the sensitive, tender nipple and gently rubbed it.

"Mmm...mmm..." Zhang Liru still didn't resist or struggle, silently enduring the man's ravages on her fragrant and soft body. Her fair face was now flushed with a captivating blush, and her rosy lips began to emit intermittent, delicate moans.

Watching his wife's body being wantonly caressed by Yang Ye, Lai Junwei felt like he was about to vomit blood. Anger, tension, and unease filled his heart.

"Darling...darling...stop for a moment...I...have something to say to...him..." Zhang Liru pleaded desperately, suppressing her overwhelming desire.

"Alright!" Yang Ye readily agreed. "However, you'd better serve me well tonight, understand?"
"Mmm!" Zhang Liru nodded shyly and whispered, "Whatever makes you happy..."

Yang Ye stood up, took the beautiful young woman's soft white hand, and walked out of the cell together. He pulled over a chair, but did not sit down.

"You should understand everything now," Zhang Liru said calmly, standing before the cage.

"Why...why did you let him treat you like this?" Lai Junwei asked in utter disbelief.
Zhang Liru suppressed the bitterness in her heart and said expressionlessly, "I'm already Chairman Yang's woman. He can enjoy my body at will without needing my consent."

"You..." Lai Junwei's eyes widened. He couldn't believe that the person in front of him was his beloved wife? Was she the extremely shy wife?

"Junwei, I'm sorry. Please sign the papers and leave. Take good care of your parents and two children. I hope you can meet a better woman in the future..." Zhang Liru forced herself to speak calmly.
"What is it all for?" Lai Junwei roared. "Is it all for this man?"

"Nothing, it's just that our fate has come to an end..." Zhang Liru answered painfully, fighting back tears.

"No..." Lai Junwei said defiantly, "Our fate is for a lifetime. No matter what you've done, I don't care. Liru, come home with me, let's start over."

Zhang Liru smiled sadly and said, "I'm not the Zhang Liru you used to know! Many things can't be restarted. Everything that happened to me, no man can pretend it didn't exist. Even if we force ourselves to be together again, we can never go back to the way things were." "Yes! In fact, you can never love me the same way you used to! You just can't accept the fact of failure, you're just unwilling to accept that your wife has been taken away, you just want to regain your dignity as a man, isn't that right? Forget it, stop forcing yourself! You've done nothing wrong from beginning to end, it's all my fault, I'm the one who wronged you! Since our fate has run its course, let's face reality! If you still care about our past marriage, please let go and let me choose my future!"

"Tell me, what is it all for?" Lai Junwei asked through gritted teeth.

"Does it matter?" Zhang Liru asked sadly.

"Very, very, very important!" Lai Junwei replied, word by word.

"Alright! Since you want to know, I'll tell you..." Zhang Liru said helplessly, "Due to my mismanagement, 'Ya Xin' has encountered an unprecedented financial crisis. Only Chairman Yang can help me... He's rich and powerful and can solve all my difficulties."

"So...so...it's all for the factory...for money...you'd rather be his tool for sexual gratification! Hahahaha..." Lai Junwei laughed wildly, tears streaming down his face.

Zhang Liru lowered her head and said calmly, "If...thinking this way makes you feel better, then so be it..."

"Are you truly oblivious, or are you pretending not to know, using this as an excuse to avoid a direct response and make yourself feel at ease?" Lai Junwei said through gritted teeth, as if spitting blood.

Zhang Liru said calmly, "Junwei, since you already know I've cheated on you, I don't want to say anything more! Our relationship is in the past. It's pointless to dwell on what I did. Let go! Only by freeing your hands can you have a chance to pick things up again, and only then can you be reborn."

"No! Absolutely not! I won't sign, and I won't leave, unless you come with me..." Lai Junwei cried out in anguish.

"Impossible!" Zhang Liru suppressed the humiliation, trying her best to calm herself, and said indifferently, "I...I'm three months pregnant, it's Yang Ye's child..."

"Huh? What did you say? You're pregnant?" Lai Junwei's mouth gaped open, his eyes wide, completely unable to believe it.

Zhang Liru nodded slightly and said, "Yes, I'm pregnant. It's the fruit of our love!"
"Boom!" Lai Junwei's mind seemed to explode! His wife was pregnant with another man's child? How...how could she be pregnant? Wasn't she using an IUD?

"Hehehe... Looks like you're still not giving up." Yang Ye pulled up a chair and sat down, wrapping his arm around Zhang Liru's slender waist, forcing her to sit on his lap. Through her thin nightgown, he caressed her firm, white breasts, continuing, "I'll show you a video and you'll understand!"

As soon as Yang Ye finished speaking, he took out the TV remote from his shirt pocket and pressed one of the switches...

"Let... let go of your dirty hands, don't touch my wife! Let her go..." Lai Junwei's face was ferocious as he gritted his teeth and shouted angrily.

Faced with this situation, Zhang Liru, already heartbroken, could only bury her head deeply in Yang Ye's shoulder, gritting her teeth to hold back her tears, letting Yang Ye's cruel hands ravage her delicate body. After

a moment of silence, the television screen suddenly lit up, and then the image appeared...

On the television screen was a bed larger than usual, and a young man and woman, naked, sat side by side on the edge of the bed. The man's thick right arm was wrapped around the woman's slender waist; the woman's pink neck was lowered, almost burying her face in her full, proud, snow-white breasts.

"Baby, look at your skin, so delicate and smooth, it's truly flawless! And your figure... tsk tsk tsk... so graceful and shapely, you're simply the epitome of beauty, the finest of the finest. To be able to completely possess you and enjoy you to my heart's content is one of the proudest achievements of my life! Hahaha..." The man gently caressed the woman's slender waist while using his index finger to lift her delicate chin, kissing and licking her rosy cheeks incessantly.

"You... you shouldn't say that... I... um... I'm so embarrassed..." the woman whispered, her eyes tightly closed.

Although the woman's voice was soft, Lai Junwei heard it clearly. The sound was like a thunderclap, piercing his eardrums and shattering his body into pieces.

"No...don't look...Junwei...I'm sorry...please close your eyes...don't look...I...I'm sorry to you..." Zhang Liru's heart was crying and screaming.

"Haha! Come on! Let me savor your taste again!" At this moment, Yang Ye in the scene exerted a little force with his right arm, pulling Zhang Liru's sexy, naked body into his arms, while his left hand naturally climbed up and caressed her proud, snow-white breasts.

Humiliated and ashamed, Zhang Liru nestled in Yang Ye's arms. Under his skilled touch, all her strength was being drained away, and the physical pleasure burned fiercely within her. A sliver of clarity in her mind allowed her to raise her increasingly weak, slender fingers, pointing to the camera filming in front of her…

Although she knew Yang Ye would never agree, a sliver of hope lingered deep within her heart, and she pleaded softly, "Then… could you turn that off…?"

"Of course not! We have to leave some beautiful and romantic moments as a memento of our love..." Yang Ye refused decisively, then reassured her, "Don't worry! I'm just keeping it as a memento, it won't be leaked!"
"Really? Then... you mustn't let anyone else see what's been filmed..." Zhang Liru lowered her arm, still worried.

"Don't worry! Even if you were willing, I wouldn't allow it. How could I bear to show it to others... Baby, you are mine, belonging only to me. Only I can see your body, only I can touch it, only I can kiss it, only I can lick it, only I can fuck it! From now on, any other man, no matter who he is, if he looks at you, I will gouge out his eyes; if he touches you, I will cut off his hands; if he kisses you, I will cut off his lips; if he licks you, I will pull out his tongue; if he fucks you, I will cut off his penis and kill his whole family..." Yang Ye replied while greedily kissing and licking Zhang Liru's pink neck and fragrant shoulders.

"Hoo... I can only trust you... Mmm..." Zhang Liru murmured softly.

At this time, the warm fragrance of nephrite in his arms completely ignited Yang Ye's desire. He hugged the shy and beautiful Zhang Liru and gently lay back. Then he turned over his bronze body and easily pressed the naked Zhang Liru onto the bed.

"Well... don't... don't use too much force... ah... I... I won't be able to bear it..." Faced with this situation, Zhang Liru seemed to know that she couldn't escape Yang Ye's rape, so she could only retreat and plead.

"Don't worry! I'll take good care of you..." Yang Ye replied absentmindedly, his lips and tongue continuing to kiss and lick the beautiful young woman beneath him.

Under the man's kisses and caresses, Zhang Liru's will could not suppress the sensitivity of her body, which had been developed and trained by Yang Ye. Her plump, snow-white, naked body began to writhe restlessly, and soft, delicate moans escaped from her rosy lips: "Ah... um...

um..."

"Giggle..." Lai Junwei clenched his teeth, watching his beloved wife on the screen, naked and pinned down by another man, enjoying himself without restraint. His heart felt like it was being torn apart! Pain, so much pain, unbearable pain.

Zhang Liru seemed to feel her husband's emotions. She dared not and did not want to face his gaze at this moment, so she could only bury her face deep in Yang Ye's shoulder and neck, trembling her slender body, hiding in the man's arms, leaning against his strong chest, seeking some meaningless sense of security.

At this moment, Yang Ye in the scene had already taken Zhang Liru's perky and tender nipple into his mouth, sucking hard, as if trying to draw out milk.

Zhang Liru, caught off guard by his sudden, intense sucking and licking, couldn't help but furrow her brows and tremble violently. She exclaimed in surprise, "Ah...don't be so rough...be gentle..."

"Such beautiful breasts, so tender, so white, so fragrant..." Yang Ye mumbled indistinctly as he nibbled and kissed her haphazardly.

In the video, Yang Ye appeared to be a lustful and impatient monkey, but in reality, every move he made accurately struck Zhang Liru's "vital points," rapidly arousing her desire...
Zhang Liru, restless and unable to contain herself, writhed her fragrant and soft body, moaning uncontrollably.

Yang Ye held the beauty tightly in his arms, shamelessly savoring the soft, warm touch of her body.

Their legs were still dangling over the edge of the bed; suddenly, Yang Ye stood up and bent Zhang Liru's dangling legs from the knees, spreading them wide into an "M" shape! This exposed her private parts completely to the camera.

At this moment, Zhang Liru in the camera seemed to give up struggling, gently closing her dreamy, alluring eyes, attempting to conceal the humiliation, embarrassment, and faint sadness in her heart.

Yang Ye sat to the side, gently kneading Zhang Liru's pink and delicate labia minora with his hands, then slowly opening them to the sides. Her tender vulva, glistening with a lustful, moist sheen, appeared before the camera lens for the first time in her life…

"Ah… turn that off… please… stop filming…" Zhang Liru pointed at the camera again, making a final, shy attempt.

"Everything about you is so beautiful, I had to record it. Just pretend it doesn't exist…" Yang Ye comforted her, caressing her smooth, juicy vulva, while accidentally letting a drop of saliva fall from his lips.

Zhang Liru stopped speaking and resisting, letting Yang Ye do as he pleased. Her body trembled uncontrollably, her two snow-white, firm breasts shaking with her movements.

Looking at Zhang Liru's voluptuous and graceful body, and her blushing, stunning face, Yang Ye's surging lust made him unable to hold back any longer. He climbed onto the naked body of the young married woman again, thrusting his already erect and huge penis into Zhang Liru's wet and tight vagina. Then he leaned down and tightly embraced the plump, snow-white beauty beneath him, frantically licking and kissing her rosy, jade-like face.

"Ah...it hurts...be gentle...um...your is so big...it's hitting the spot...ah...so big...ah...I can't take it anymore..." The sudden penetration stimulated Zhang Liru's sensory nerves. She shook her head desperately, enduring Yang Ye's rape with shame and pain.

On the television screen, only the image of the two men's genitals intercourse and the woman's moans and cries could be seen, even their anuses were clearly visible.

Lai Junwei felt darkness engulf him, his eyes filled with tears. He clenched his teeth to keep the tears from falling, supporting himself with his last bit of willpower, just for the last shred of dignity he had as a man.

Zhang Liru stole a glance at her husband, seeing his distorted face filled with grief, yet she was powerless to do anything, only able to lower her head in sorrow with tears in her

eyes… On the screen, Zhang Liru, whether it was the physical stimulation that ignited her inner desires, or the camera lens that brought out a hidden side of her heart, completely tore off the restraint that a woman should have, transforming from a virtuous woman into a slut. She let out high-pitched moans, passionately responding to Yang Ye's rape of her.

Yang Ye frantically thrust into Zhang Liru's slender, delicate, naked body, cruelly plundering and ruthlessly raping her... Almost every inch of the beautiful young woman's body was occupied by Yang Ye's fingerprints and saliva. The delicate beauty could only helplessly allow herself to be devoured and consumed by him.

Yang Ye didn't use many tricks; he simply relentlessly demanded more from Zhang Liru's body. ...

After an unknown amount of time, Yang Ye stopped, then pulled out his terrifyingly large penis, immediately flipped Zhang Liru's already limp and powerless body over, and rotated it 180 degrees so that she faced the camera. He lifted her snow-white, bouncy buttocks from behind, and once again aimed his huge penis at her exquisitely tender, ravaged vagina, and thrust it in violently...

"Ah..." Zhang Liru let out another soft moan. The feeling of her tender vagina being filled to its limit was so satisfying, so stimulating.

At this moment, the woman in the camera seemed to have forgotten her situation, her identity, her family, everything about herself, even the camera in front of her… She only remembered that she was a woman, a woman of flesh and blood, a woman who needed to be satisfied.
Lai Junwei's heart was bleeding with pain; even breathing was excruciating. His eyes were filled with a desperate sorrow, and it felt as if something was about to spill from the corner of his eye! He suddenly tilted his head back, forcing the fluids back down, as if a rope were tightly binding his neck, rendering him speechless. His broken heart continued to struggle...

"Hoo...it feels so good, baby! Your pussy is amazing, hoo...so tight! You're every man's dream, I'm so happy and proud to have you!" Yang Ye exclaimed from the bottom of his heart as he thrust vigorously.

"Ah...you...you be gentle...ah...I can't take it anymore...hurry...let's finish quickly...ah..." Zhang Liru, naked with her snow-white flesh, her beautiful hair flying wildly, obscuring her stunning beauty; her perfectly tender white body trembled violently, and she cried out in a soft, lustful voice.

On the screen, from Zhang Liru's passionate reaction, it was clear that she was about to be overwhelmed by waves of pleasure.
Yang Ye wielded his huge, ferocious penis, his movements becoming faster and stronger, seemingly possessing boundless energy. With such simple movements, he thrust and raped Zhang Liru's smooth, juicy vagina back and forth repeatedly, without any fancy techniques, sending her to the peak of sexual pleasure.

"Ah...ah...um...ah...ah..." Zhang Liru moaned and gasped, her naked body, thoroughly developed and trained, involuntarily responding to Yang Ye's assault.

On the screen, a man and a woman, lost in their own desires, continued their passionate intercourse...

At this moment, Lai Junwei felt his mind was empty and void, as if he had lost his soul; his heart! It was already numb with pain.

At this moment, Zhang Liru felt all her strength vanish, as if drained; her heart! It was already shattered with pain.

Lai Junwei gradually calmed down, sitting silently on the ground, unable even to feel his own heartbeat! He felt he had become an empty shell, a soulless shell.

Lai Junwei now felt not only the urge to kill, but even the urge to die! He truly felt overwhelmed, unable to describe his current state. The pressure in his chest was incredibly painful; he even considered taking a knife and cutting open his chest to release this suffocating pressure.

Although everything was vivid in his mind, seeing his beloved wife so wantonly pleasing another man, allowing him to enjoy her beautiful body, was unbearable for Lai Junwei. They had had their share of arguments and disagreements, but he couldn't believe she would do this with another man…

Memories flooded Zhang Liru's mind, causing her to shudder. Her heart was in turmoil! What a mess!

Has the rift between us grown so wide without us even realizing it? So wide that she can betray me and hurt me so blatantly? Does she no longer want to be with me?

What am I then? Was all the love we've shared over the years just a facade?

"What is she after? Is it because of that huge debt? Is it purely for sex? Or does she feel I've wronged her in some way? When did she become so promiscuous?" Lai Junwei pondered painfully.

"I... I'm not feeling well, I want to go back to my room..." Zhang Liru pleaded, unable to bear it any longer.

"Hmm!" Yang Ye thought for a moment, then nodded and said, "Alright, go back to bed and wait for me. I'll come back and love you properly later."

Zhang Liru struggled to stand up from Yang Ye's embrace and slowly walked towards the door, her steps so heavy, so full of heartache...

Reaching the door, she opened it and couldn't help but turn her head to look at her husband; at that moment, Lai Junwei's eyes were also fixed on her; their gazes met again, as if they had a thousand words to say to each other, yet they couldn't speak or listen to each other!

Zhang Liru's tears finally welled up and spilled over. She gritted her teeth, turned away in agony, and left...
The door slowly closed, and Zhang Liru's beautiful figure gradually disappeared as the door closed. Lai Junwei watched his wife's departing figure, recalling those two lines of tears. In that instant, he seemed to understand everything!

On the television screen, Yang Ye silently and frantically raped this stunningly beautiful body.

The woman's bright red labia were turned outwards, and her vaginal fluids spurted out. She lay on the bed like a female dog, her snow-white, bouncy buttocks raised high. The passionate pleasure emanating from her tender orifice made her temporarily forget her humiliation, enduring wave after wave of pain and ecstasy.

"Ah...ah...please...please...end it quickly...ah...I can't take it anymore...ah...ah..." Zhang Liru lay weakly on the bed, her pearly white teeth biting the sheets as she pleaded incoherently.

However, Yang Ye behind her continued to thrust and pound relentlessly...

Zhang Liru moaned softly, her beautiful, naked body trembling and twisting with passionate abandon.

On the screen, a married woman, in front of her husband, shamelessly catered to another man for nearly forty minutes before Yang Ye finally let out a shudder and ejaculated a thick, pungent semen deep into Zhang Liru's tender vagina. The splattering stimulation sent a tingling sensation through her uterus, and her delicate, naked body began to convulse.

Yang Ye pulled out his enormous penis, and the TV screen shook. When the image stopped, the entire screen was filled with the image of the pitiful, ravaged vagina. Then two fingers appeared, gently parting the labia, which were engorged and red from the intense friction. A stream of milky white liquid slowly flowed out...

Lai Junwei felt pain even breathing, his eyes stung with inexplicable sorrow, and his throat felt as if it were being strangled by a rope, unable to utter a single word...

The image suddenly froze! It turned out that Yang Ye had pressed the pause button, and the image stopped precisely at the moment when the milky white semen dripped from the ravaged vagina.

[To be continued]

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