The Harem Chronicles of the City of Romance (61-90)

Chapter 61 I Want to Eat You Up

Upon hearing this, Yang Pengfei nearly fainted, thinking to himself, "Why does she hate Yuan Tingting so much too? No wonder she and Yu Jie are so close; they have a common enemy." "

What Yuan Tingting? How does this relate to Director Yuan? Sigh, to be honest, I came with Yu Jie. After we got here, she told me to wait for her outside. You and your Aunt Yu are so close, didn't she tell you?" Yang Pengfei took the initiative, adopting a mysterious expression.

"You came with Aunt Yu?" Wei Luman asked doubtfully, "Then why didn't she mention it to me?"
"Hehe!" Yang Pengfei deliberately laughed awkwardly twice, then said, "We...we..." Yang Pengfei deliberately stammered, displaying a completely ambiguous expression.

Sure enough, Wei Luman suddenly realized what he meant, and her face flushed red with embarrassment, though Yang Pengfei didn't notice in the dim light. After a while, Wei Luman whispered, "You men are all so wicked. You have a girlfriend, yet you still go looking for lovers and go out to fool around with prostitutes."

"How do you know I went out to fool around with prostitutes?" Yang Pengfei looked at her with a half-smile.

"I..." Wei Luman was speechless for a moment, her face turning even redder.

Seeing this, Yang Pengfei was secretly pleased. His words had not only fooled Wei Luman but had also made her inadvertently reveal the truth. But despite his smugness, he thought that since Wei Luman was still unwilling to admit that she was Lu Xiaoman, he shouldn't push her too hard; pushing her too hard would only backfire.

Meanwhile, he was also thinking, "I've dragged Yu Jie into this mess, implying to Wei Luman that we're lovers, thus deceiving her. But this only works temporarily, not for long. The only way now is to truly drag Yu Jie into this mess and make her my real lover. Otherwise, if things are exposed, not only will I not be able to find out the secret of the acquisition, but it might also cause Yu Jie to turn against me. If it really comes to that, I won't have a good life."

"Hey, how are you? Can you walk?" Wei Luman saw that he had been silent for a while and thought he was in too much pain to speak.

"Yeah, I'm okay, I can walk slowly." Saying this, Yang Pengfei stood up. He didn't want to stay any longer. If Yu Jie and that man finished talking and saw him here, his lie would be exposed.

"Since you can walk, I'll go first." Wei Luman said and turned to leave.

"Damn it! This is so heartless! She hurt me like this and just left without a care. Are there any people like this in the world?" Yang Pengfei was indignant, but he couldn't let Wei Luman leave like that; otherwise, all his efforts would be wasted. So, just as Wei Luman turned to leave, Yang Pengfei let out a scream of pain and crouched down.

"What's wrong? What's wrong?" Wei Luman quickly turned around.

"My foot hurts," Yang Pengfei said, his face contorted in pain.

"Come on, let me help you," Wei Luman said, walking over to Yang Pengfei and taking his arm.
"Hmm, at least you still have some conscience." Yang Pengfei was secretly pleased that Wei Luman had come to support him, just as he had expected, but he said insincerely, "How could I? You should go ahead if you have something to do. I can walk slowly by myself."

"Why are you being so indecisive? Let's go. After all, I'm the one who injured your foot. Although you're partly to blame, I can't just leave you like this. Do you want to sit in that little shop over there until Auntie comes out, or go back to the hotel?" Wei Luman's tone was no longer as cold as before.
"I think I should go back to the hotel first. If Yu Jie sees us together, she will... she will..."
Wei Luman understood Yang Pengfei's meaning, and her pretty face blushed again. She whispered, "Okay, let's go quickly."

"Okay, let's go quickly!" Yang Pengfei was secretly delighted.

And so, Yang Pengfei pressed close to Wei Luman, inhaling her fragrance—a fleeting, indescribable scent that made him feel almost lightheaded. Glancing sideways, he couldn't help but stare at the barely visible cleavage of her breasts. Her dress, in the dim light, seemed to exude a magical aura, causing him to tremble slightly. At that moment, the

crescent moon hung like jade in the sky, serene and cloudless, the sky clear and bright. A poetic romance permeated the air. Yang Pengfei thought, "If only I could walk hand in hand with my beloved girl under the moonlight right now, sharing this quiet night; if only we could wander in such a night, each of us whispering our secrets. What a pure and blissful moment that would be! But life is so precious, I might never experience that in my lifetime."

Sister Yun was carried into the van by the bearded man. As the door closed, Sister Yun felt an unprecedented fear and despair. She crossed her arms and shouted, "You hooligans, let me go! Let me go!"
Although the hooligans didn't make any further moves, Sister Yun felt an overwhelming sense of terror.

Back at the hotel, Wei Luman helped Yang Pengfei into her room. Actually, Yang Pengfei's foot was almost healed and didn't hurt much anymore, but to keep Wei Luman there, he still pretended to be wincing in pain.

"Alright, my task is basically complete." Wei Luman helped Yang Pengfei sit down on the sofa and said, "Your girlfriend lives next door, right? I'll go ask her to come and take care of you. Hmph, honestly, if you ask me, I'd rather you just suffer like this. A man who's always out flirting with other women, you're better off without him." Wei Luman spoke the last sentence very softly, almost to herself, but Yang Pengfei heard it clearly. He felt a little embarrassed, but he didn't want to continue the conversation to defend himself, so he just said, "Never mind, it's so late, she's probably asleep already, let's not bother her."

"Heh heh, you're quite considerate of her, aren't you?" Wei Luman sneered. "What a model boyfriend!"
Hearing Wei Luman's sarcastic remarks, Yang Pengfei felt embarrassed and secretly angry. He thought to himself, "Whether I'm a womanizer or a womanizer is my own business. You're no one to me, so why are you interfering?" Although he was displeased, Yang Pengfei needed her help and couldn't afford to turn against her, so he could only laugh awkwardly and remain silent.

"If I don't bother your girlfriend, do you expect me to take care of you?" With that, Wei Luman tossed her head and walked out the door to knock on Sister Yun's door. Yang Pengfei inwardly groaned, thinking, "If Sister Yun comes, she'll have no reason to stay here anymore, and I'll have no reason to keep her. If she leaves, won't all my efforts be wasted? Sigh, what should I do?"

Just then, Wei Luman returned, but Yang Pengfei didn't see Sister Yun following behind her, which he found strange. He thought, "If Sister Yun knew I was injured, she would definitely rush over."

Before he could ask, Wei Luman spoke first, saying, "Where's your girlfriend? Why isn't she in her room?"
"Not in her room? No way." Yang Pengfei looked at the time on his phone and said, "It's already past eleven. Where could she have gone?" Hearing that Sister Yun wasn't in her room, Yang Pengfei felt a little happy, but more worried.
"She didn't go out to look for you, did she?" Wei Luman glanced at him sideways.

"Hmm, you're right. She probably went out to look for me," Yang Pengfei said, but at the same time, he thought to himself, "Sister Yun is too silly. In such a big city like Shanghai, where would she look for me?" Thinking of this, Yang Pengfei felt a little touched, but at the same time, he was relieved, thinking that Sister Yun would just wander around the streets and come back soon if she couldn't find him. In fact, Yang Pengfei's prediction was correct; that was exactly what Sister Yun planned to do. But he never expected that Sister Yun would encounter danger.

"Then... I..." Wei Luman didn't know what to do for a moment. She wanted to leave, but she couldn't just leave like that. Leaving like that would feel like she had left something unfinished, not quite complete. But what kind of ending did she want? She herself didn't know.

Yang Pengfei saw her predicament and couldn't help but chuckle to himself, because he knew that Wei Luman was actually very curious about him and wanted to know some things about him, at least some things about him and Yu Jie. But out of a woman's modesty and her concerns about the past, she was embarrassed to take the initiative to tell him.

"I want to stand by the window for some fresh air," Yang Pengfei said, pretending to struggle as he stood up from the sofa.
"Even in this state, you still won't be quiet. This just shows you're not a well-behaved person," Wei Luman said, but she still went over to help him. The two of them went to the window, opened it, and took deep breaths of the fresh, cool night air.

Standing by the small window, the night was laid bare before them. A corner of the city they were in was brightly lit, displaying a sea of orange-red flames. The night sky, however, was covered with low-hanging clouds, reflecting the city lights with a dead, fish-belly-like white light. They were like paper puppets suspended between these two layers of light in a shadow play. Yang Pengfei loved watching the city at night, watching the various urban stories unfold on those brightly lit streets, interwoven with all the filth and pornography of the city. Under the night lights, people openly expressed their desires, and these desires, and everything else, could be fulfilled through exchange. It was different from Yang Pengfei's hometown. The nights there were so peaceful. Most of the time, a crescent moon hung low in the western sky, its light not very bright, but exceptionally gentle and enchanting. The sky was azure, with a few wisps of clouds moving silently, almost imperceptibly. The entire earth was pitch black, with small villages lying quietly in the fields. The villages were deathly still, with only the occasional bark of a dog.

"When did you and Aunt Yu get into that kind of relationship?" Wei Luman spoke first.

"Well… just over a month ago," Yang Pengfei stammered. "But please believe me, I have feelings for your Aunt Yu. It's definitely not the shameless affair between lonely men and women you're imagining." Yang Pengfei tried his best to portray himself as deeply affectionate.

"Heh, feelings?" Wei Luman sneered. "And what about Miss Qian? Do you have feelings for her?"

"Of course I do! Not only do I, but my feelings are very deep."

"Heh, you're quite the benevolent one!" Wei Luman said sarcastically.

"I know what you're thinking right now," Yang Pengfei said leisurely. "You probably think I'm a lewd, shameless, dissolute, womanizing, and irresponsible man, right?"

"Aren't you?"

"How should I put it? Let me put it this way: if President Yu or Sister Yun were in trouble right now, I would rush to their aid without hesitation and do everything in my power to help them." Yang Pengfei's expression was incredibly sincere.

"Do everything in your power? Does that include your life?"

"Of course, it includes my life." Yang Pengfei said decisively.

"Oh, really?" Wei Luman asked softly, her tone no longer aggressive and sarcastic. She was clearly moved by Yang Pengfei's sincerity and honesty.

"Of course! Not just for them, but for you too." Seeing that she was somewhat moved by him, Yang Pengfei was secretly pleased, so he boldly continued.

"For me?" Wei Luman was a little surprised, but it seemed that Yang Pengfei's words were also within her expectations.

"Yes, it's you." Yang Pengfei gazed at her with deep affection. "Although you've always denied being the girl I met at the Donghai Royal Hotel, I believe you are. I'm not saying this to expose you, but to let you know how destined we are. From the first moment I saw you at the Royal Hotel, I knew you weren't a prostitute. What prostitute has your temperament and taste? I'm not flattering you, it's just what I truly believe. Also, there's something else I want to tell you, whether you believe it or not, I never have that kind of relationship with prostitutes. The reason I did that with you after meeting you at the Royal Hotel was because deep down I believed you weren't a prostitute at all."

"Stop talking, please stop talking! Why do you keep reminding me of that past?" Wei Luman said, her voice trembling with tears.

"Haha, she admitted it! I told you so, she'd admit it sooner or later." Yang Pengfei chuckled inwardly, but his face remained expressionless with affection as he said, "Okay, I won't say anymore, I won't say anymore." With that, Yang Pengfei couldn't help but pull her into his arms. Her head rested on his shoulder.

"No," Wei Luman murmured, "Don't do this." But she offered no resistance. Her voice sounded less like a firm refusal and more like a warm invitation.

Outside the window, the moonlight was still like water. The bright moonlight made the city seem so clean and beautiful, as if everything had been purified by some pure thought. Looking out the window, the city resembled a pure and flawless young girl.

"Don't do this," Wei Luman said, almost breathless from Yang Pengfei's tight embrace. "I think we should be good friends, we should keep some distance."

"Why?" Yang Pengfei asked, panting. "We've done *that*, why should we keep our distance?"
"No, that was before, and it was just a momentary impulse. It's different now."

"How is it different? I'm still the same me, and you're still the same you. You've always been so charming," Yang Pengfei added. "You're the most charming girl I've ever met."

"What is it about me that captivates you? Tell me."

"Everything. Do I need to say it? Everything!"

Wei Luman's eyes lit up strangely. She reached out and touched Yang Pengfei's burning cheek. Yang Pengfei's chin and lips were cleanly shaved with a Gillette razor. He looked clean, both in appearance and demeanor. They gazed at each other, admiring each other, lost in each other's presence. It was a mesmerizing moment.
"No, I can't do this," Wei Luman's hand suddenly slid off Yang Pengfei's cheek. "I can't!"

"Why?" Yang Pengfei asked again. "Why can't I do this?"

Wei Luman suddenly showed a look of shame; this time, she seemed to be truly struggling and resisting.
"Let go of me," Wei Luman said. "Let's sit up and talk properly."

Yang Pengfei released her hand, watching her sit up and tidy her disheveled long hair.

"Please forgive my... offense," Yang Pengfei stammered. He knew that haste makes waste.

"No, you did nothing wrong," she said. "I was wrong. I knew it would be like this, but I..."
Wei Luman sighed.

"Man... Man..." Yang Pengfei called Wei Luman's name. "You are so beautiful, Man, really, you..."

"Stop talking," Wei Luman said gently, gazing at Yang Pengfei. "Let me have some peace and quiet, let's both be quiet for a while, okay?"

"Okay, I'll listen to you," Yang Pengfei said, lowering his head like a big child. "I'll listen to you."
Wei Luman couldn't help but reach out her hand again, gently and tenderly stroking Yang Pengfei's cheek. Tears welled up in her eyes. Yang Pengfei grabbed her hand and pressed it to his burning face.
"You have your girlfriend, and more importantly, you have Aunt Yu. I can't, I really can't!" Wei Luman almost cried out, tears streaming uncontrollably from her eyes.

Seeing two clear tears flowing from Wei Luman's captivating eyes, Yang Pengfei suddenly felt that these were the clearest tears, the most sorrowful tears, he had ever seen in his life.

"Yes, I have a girlfriend, and I'm with President Yu, but that doesn't stop us from loving each other. We're together." With that, Yang Pengfei pulled Wei Luman into his arms with tremendous force. His burning lips pressed against Wei Luman's, and the two kissed passionately and frantically.

The night was quiet. The elfin-like Wei Luman nestled in Yang Pengfei's arms, silent and motionless. Yang Pengfei held her, gazing at the distant lights outside the window.

Wei Luman gently kissed Yang Pengfei, and his body and soul began to tremble. He began to caress her carefully, as if holding a beautiful, delicate, and fragile glass bottle.

Wei Luman's skin was as smooth as silk, white and delicate. Yang Pengfei held her, feeling the fragrance emanating from the depths of her soul, alluring little by little.

Wei Luman truly enveloped Yang Pengfei like honey; he had never been so tender before. When soul and body become one, there is joy, an indescribable pleasure. Deep within the heart, there is no sin, no filth, no desire, only a fusion, a joyful exchange, like Wei Luman's long hair, gently entwined, binding the unforgettable moments of this century.

The wind blowing in from the window softened, reluctant to disturb, it merely bit its lip in jealousy, grasping the curtains and swaying them lightly before fleeing towards the distant, breathtaking blue.

Perhaps it was a hunger for emotion, a hunger for the soul, a hunger for sex, just like a hunger for the body. Wei Luman began to thirstily suckle Yang Pengfei's lips, her soft yet vibrant tongue swirling in his mouth, her slender fingers frantically caressing his hair, cheeks, ears, neck, and shoulders. She appeared so unrestrained, so greedily flamboyant.
"I really want to devour you," Wei Luman said breathlessly to Yang Pengfei, her face flushed.

"I want to devour you too!" Yang Pengfei replied, then lifted her up by her armpits, and Wei Luman straddled his lap. He pulled her tightly against his chest, pressing her firm breasts against his body.

Wei Luman closed her eyes, her rosy face radiating youthful glow. Their thirsty lips met, their tongues intertwined, and their bodies rubbed together in a frenzy. Yang Pengfei reached out and touched Wei Luman's heaving breasts, and her breath quickened. He slipped his hands inside her shirt, cupping her breasts, his fingers deftly pinching her nipples until they hardened.

Chapter 62 Harming an Innocent Woman

At this moment, Wei Luman bit her lip and simply pulled her sleeveless shirt over her head, revealing her fair breasts. Her snow-white breasts stood proudly, with an excellent shape; her rounded shoulders displayed her mature and voluptuous figure. She was truly dazzling and breathtakingly beautiful. Yang Pengfei felt his whole body heat up, and his lower body became aroused. The rich fragrance emanating from Wei Luman further fueled Yang Pengfei's lust.

Then, Wei Luman leaned back, her beautiful hair flowing behind her. She hooked one arm around Yang Pengfei's neck and pressed his head against her chest with the other. Yang Pengfei buried his face between her breasts, breathing in her intoxicating milky scent, his hands grasping her breasts, his lips roaming over her peaks.

Yang Pengfei sucked hard on her firm nipples, gently biting her nipples with his teeth. Yang Pengfei would sometimes use the tip of his tongue to lightly skim across her breasts, sometimes sweep his entire tongue across them from the back, sometimes grasp them tightly in his hands, attempting to swallow them whole, and sometimes look up at them with deep affection. Wei Luman's breasts were covered in Yang Pengfei's saliva, and the room echoed with the sounds of sucking.

Wei Luman's eyes were closed, appearing completely absorbed and intoxicated. Her breasts were beautiful, elastic, and extremely sensitive; under Yang Pengfei's kneading and sucking, they changed at an astonishing speed, seemingly growing larger, her nipples growing bigger. Her body seemed to tremble slightly from the stimulation. Yang Pengfei then gently stroked her flushed cheeks. Her eyes met his, and she shyly looked away a few times, but seeing she couldn't escape his gaze, she simply closed her eyes again.

Yang Pengfei's hands roamed freely over Wei Luman's smooth back and buttocks. Wei Luman then placed her hands on either side of Yang Pengfei's head, bringing her luscious red lips to his mouth. Wei Luman's eyes were languid, her face flushed with shyness. The involuntary, low moans, the seductive whispers that reached to the bone, drifted intermittently into Yang Pengfei's ears, mingling with the feminine fragrance emanating from her gently swaying body, filling the room.

Yang Pengfei lifted her skirt with one hand, slipping it inside her panties, and placed it on her wet and swollen genitals. He let out a long sigh, a genuine sense of satisfaction washing over him. At that moment, Wei Luman's eyes were glazed, her lips panting softly, her body burning with desire.

When Yang Pengfei reached for her private area, Wei Luman immediately sat up straight. She then straddled his lap, pulled off her panties from under her skirt and tossed them onto the sofa, pulling the skirt up to reveal her smooth, white abdomen. Yang Pengfei was once again stunned by her beauty. She was well-proportioned and graceful. Her nose was straight, and her eyes were moist, filled with a hazy mist like morning fog, or a wisp of cloud floating above an autumn pool—smoke-like, cloud-like, illusory, dreamlike.

At this moment, Wei Luman took Yang Pengfei's hand and sat back on the sofa. Then she lifted her long, white legs and straddled his lap.

Yang Pengfei, already burning with desire, thrust his hips upwards with a powerful thrust.

"Ah!" Wei Luman cried out, then leaned against Yang Pengfei's chest and remained motionless.

Sitting on Yang Pengfei, Wei Luman's eyes were half-closed, revealing a dreamy and intoxicated expression. The two talked, kissed, caressed, and moved like that… whispering sweet nothings, their hearts in perfect harmony, like a loving couple reunited after a long separation. They were consumed by passion, their lovemaking intense, their bodies and souls intertwined, immersed in pleasure, excitement, satisfaction, and bliss.

Wei Luman swayed her hips, welcoming, yielding, tumbling, and twisting like a graceful, captivating dance. Her sucking, swallowing, contracting, and trembling, each breath, each contraction and relaxation, relentlessly stimulated Yang Pengfei, sending waves of pleasure crashing over him.

Amidst the waves of cries and thrusts, Yang Pengfei suddenly felt a jolt down his spine, an incomparably pleasurable sensation rushing to his brain like an electric shock, surging down to his genitals. Yang Pengfei could no longer control himself! In the dizzying surge of pleasure, he involuntarily opened his mouth wide, letting out an "Oh…" Then, with unprecedented speed, he began to thrust, his mind a complete blank. An intense wave of pleasure surged through his mind, and finally, he soared into the sky...

After the passion subsided, Yang Pengfei felt a sense of accomplishment. He thought, "Generally speaking, if a woman is willing to have that kind of relationship with a man, it means that she has no secrets from him. And she is willing to confide her deepest secrets to him." Thinking this, Yang Pengfei prepared to ask Wei Luman what Yu Jie and that man had been talking about that night. However, before he could speak, Wei Luman spoke first. She nestled against Yang Pengfei's chest and said softly, "Which woman am I to you?"

"This…" Yang Pengfei was taken aback by her question and was speechless, unsure how to answer.
"Sigh! Never mind, don't say anything. I already know," Wei Luman sighed softly. "I know that many women have slept with you before me, including my Aunt Yu, and I'm not your last woman. I know all of this. But do you know why I was willing to do this with you even knowing you're like this?"

"Because my seduction skills are better," Yang Pengfei thought to himself.

"You think you're good at flirting and charming girls?" Wei Luman looked up at him, as if she knew what he

was thinking. Yang Pengfei was startled, thinking to himself, "How can I read your mind like a worm?" Despite his thoughts, he put on an indignant expression and said, "How can you think of me like that? You're not only insulting me, but also yourself. Are you so easily fooled? I think we're destined to be together."

"Yes, you're right, we are destined. Destiny is such a wonderful thing! You know what? You look a lot like him," Wei Luman said, touching Yang Pengfei's face.

"Him?" Yang Pengfei had a vague idea.

"I think you already know who he is, right? That's right, he's Aunt Yu's lover, and also that little vixen Yuan Tingting's dead boyfriend." Wei Luman always added the words "vixen" after Yuan Tingting's name, as if she couldn't express her hatred for her without them. At this point, Yang Pengfei had already guessed the gist of the matter. Wei Luman continued, "I really loved him, really loved him! But that little vixen Yuan Tingting stole him away. Stealing him was bad enough, but she also killed him! I can never forgive her for the rest of my life. I want her to pay the price." At this point, Wei Luman seemed to be gritting her teeth.
"You can't blame Yuan Tingting. You can only blame herself. It's all her own fault," Yang Pengfei thought. At the same time, he felt somewhat discouraged. He had originally thought that he had conquered Wei Luman with his charm, getting her into bed with him, but he hadn't expected that she didn't actually have any feelings for him at all. In Wei Luman's mind, he was merely someone she considered her ideal man. To put it bluntly, he was just a substitute for her. The main reason Wei Luman was willing to have a relationship with him was to fill a void in her heart.
"Forget it, I don't want to think about it anymore. Even if she gets emotional satisfaction and I get physical satisfaction, we're even!" Yang Pengfei comforted himself.

"Do you know why I was at that hotel in Donghai that day?" Wei Luman asked, looking at Yang Pengfei. Yang Pengfei shook his head. Before this, he had indeed felt very strange. Logically speaking, how could a girl as rich and powerful as Wei Luman go to such a place to work as a prostitute? If someone had told him this before, he would never have believed it, even if he were beaten to death. But now, after hearing Wei Luman's words, he believed her and even guessed the general idea. However, he wanted Wei Luman to tell him the details herself, so he still shook his head.

"At that time, I had just learned that he was no longer in this world," Wei Luman murmured, lying in Yang Pengfei's arms. "Do you know how I felt when I heard the news? Pain, despair. I thought, since my beloved is gone, what's the point of my life? I really thought about dying, about going with him, but I wasn't willing to die like that. Besides, there were people I cared about in this world, like my dad and my sister. So, I thought of indulgence, complete indulgence! So I went back to Donghai, and after walking through every street and corner we used to walk together, I came to the Royal Hotel and found the madam there. When the madam saw me and heard my purpose, she smiled broadly and immediately agreed to let me work for her. After paying an 800 yuan deposit, she took me to meet customers."

Wei Luman paused here. She glanced up at Yang Pengfei's expression and continued, "I never imagined that on my first trip there, the first time I decided to let myself go, my first client would be you, a man who looks so much like him. Do you know how I felt when I first saw you? Excitement, nervousness, confusion, everything, or maybe nothing at all. It was under the influence of those inexplicable emotions that I ended up having that kind of relationship with you. Afterwards, I didn't know whether to regret it or be grateful. But now that I think about it, I should be more grateful, because I think if my first client had been someone else instead of you, I would still have let myself go, and maybe I would have continued to let myself go. In that case, I think my life would have been ruined. So, I should thank God for your appearance, which saved me from a fatal mistake." "

Oh? So you figured it out after that night?" Yang Pengfei asked tentatively.

"Yes," Wei Luman said wistfully, "Since that night when we parted, I've finally come to terms with it. He's gone, and no matter how much I think about him, it's useless. Being decadent and indulgent only hurts myself and my family."

Yang Pengfei thought for a moment and said, "Since you've come to terms with it, why hate Director Yuan anymore?"

Hearing this, Wei Luman suddenly sat up, scrutinizing Yang Pengfei with a critical gaze. Her scrutiny made Yang Pengfei feel uneasy, and after a long while, he gave an awkward smile and said, "Why are you looking at me like that? Am I wrong?"

After scrutinizing him for a while, Wei Luman lay back down in his arms and said, "Hmm, you might be right! Aunt Yu must have already told you about him and how he left this world."

"Yes, she did," Yang Pengfei replied, but in his heart he thought, "Yes, she did, but she told me about Yuan Tingting, not your Aunt Yu."

"To be honest, you can't really blame her for this, but the whole thing started with her. Who else can you blame but her? She didn't kill Bo Ren, but Bo Ren died because of her! So I hate her, just like Aunt Yu hates her."
"In the end, it's your jealousy that's causing this," Yang Pengfei thought to himself. But then Kou Zhong said, "So you want to team up with your Aunt Yu to deal with Yuan Tingting."

"Aunt Yu told you about this too. It seems she really likes you, you pretty boy, hehe..." Wei Luman teased.

"Go away, what pretty boy, what awful face, how awful!" Yang Pengfei laughed.

"Tch, if you're afraid of sounding awful, why are you doing it?" Wei Luman said disdainfully.

"What did I do? Ms. Yu and I admire and are attracted to each other, so it was natural that we got together. I didn't covet her money. There's absolutely no financial relationship between us, so how can you call me a gigolo?" Yang Pengfei spoke with righteous indignation, as if he and Yu Jie were truly having an affair, hastily defending himself. Suddenly, Yang Pengfei seemed to have thought of something, and chuckled mischievously, "If I'm with Ms. Yu, then I'm her gigolo. And now that we're together like this, does that mean you're my lover? Hehe! Ah…" Yang Pengfei had only let out two wicked laughs when he let out a scream. It turned out that Wei Luman had pinched his penis hard.

Wei Luman laughed, "Ouch, isn't it? Serves you right! Who told you to spew such filth? Hehe…"

Yang Pengfei, with a pained expression, said, "Who told you to talk about me first? Ouch! It hurts so much! If you break it, you won't be able to use it anymore." He said this while touching his penis.

Hearing this, Wei Luman blushed slightly and said, "Who said I'd need it later? Breaking your thing is doing a public service, preventing you from harming innocent women in the future."

"Hehe!" Yang Pengfei smiled slightly, not continuing the conversation, but instead asked, "How did your talk go tonight? Oh, by the way, who was that man who came with you tonight?"

"Sigh, dealing with that little vixen Yuan Tingting is indeed not easy! Because she's the largest shareholder, if our family and Aunt Yu's family join forces, we can definitely compete with them.

But most of our shares are held by my old man, and he has a very good relationship with that little vixen's father. It won't be easy to persuade my old man to transfer his shares to Aunt Yu. And I only have a small number of shares, so transferring them to Aunt Yu wouldn't make any difference. The person who came with me tonight is our company's CFO, and also my old man's confidant. Aunt Yu asked him to come and find a way to persuade my old man to transfer his shares to her. As for how their talks went? We'll have to wait until they get back to find out."
Chapter 63 Mother's Thoughts After

hearing Wei Luman's words, Yang Pengfei was... He was both delighted and nervous. He was delighted that Yuan Tingting's prediction was correct—Wei Zulin wouldn't easily transfer his shares. He was nervous because Yu Jie wasn't targeting Wei Zulin directly, but rather those close to him. This was something Yuan Tingting hadn't anticipated, and he needed to inform her quickly so she could prepare.

Speaking of Yu Jie and the others returning, Wei Luman seemed to remember something and quickly said, "They're definitely done for now. What if Aunt Yu comes back and sees us like this? No, get up quickly!" Yang Pengfei thought so too, but he wasn't worried about Yu Jie's return, because even if she did, she wouldn't come to his room. He was worried about Sister Yun suddenly barging in. If Sister Yun saw him and Wei Luman embracing so nakedly, it would be disastrous. So he quickly said, "You're right, let's get up quickly."
Wei Luman rolled her eyes at him and said, "You won't admit you're a gigolo. Look at you, your face changed as soon as I mentioned Aunt Yu was coming. Are you that afraid of her?"

Yang Pengfei was secretly pleased to hear her say this, because he sensed a hint of jealousy in her words. So he said, "I'm not afraid of her, I'm thinking of you. You two are so close, if it causes any unpleasantness because of me, I'll feel bad." "

For you? Don't be so conceited." Although Wei Luman said this, she quickly got up and dressed.

"Okay, since you're not afraid, why should I be? Don't go, let's go to President Yu now and tell her about our relationship." Yang Pengfei put on a fearless look.

"Tch, you're you, I'm me, don't use 'we,' it sounds awkward. Besides, who has a relationship with you? We have no relationship at all, don't get your hopes up." Wei Luman said while combing her hair.

"Hehe, I'm not going to argue with you anymore. I'm going to go to Sister Yun's room to see if she's back yet." After a while, Yang Pengfei returned to the room and said strangely, "Huh, why hasn't Sister Yun come back yet? I hope something happened to her. Xiaoman, how's the security situation here in Shanghai?"

"It's alright, nothing should happen, right?" Wei Luman had already straightened her clothes and was ready to leave.

"No, I have to go look for her." At this point, Yang Pengfei was also getting a little anxious.

"Shanghai is so big, where are you going to look? Besides, you don't have a car, it's very inconvenient to look for her."

"If I don't have a car, I'll take a taxi. I'm not going to hold my pee for long, am I?" Yang Pengfei was getting anxious and started swearing.

"Forget it, considering you're anxious to find a girlfriend and are somewhat of a man of principle, I won't hold it against you. In addition, I'll help you out."

"Help me? How?" Yang Pengfei asked in confusion.

Wei Luman smiled slightly, not answering, but instead taking out a sleek cell phone from her small bag, dialing a number, and then saying, "Drive my car to the Hilton Hotel in five minutes."

Yang Pengfei understood; Wei Luman wanted to lend him her car to go find Sister Yun. At this moment, Wei Luman put down the phone and said to him, "You're not going to tell me you can't drive, are you?"

"Yeah, you're absolutely right," Yang Pengfei said deliberately, "I can't drive, so I'll have to trouble you to be my driver."

"Oh my god, really?" Wei Luman exclaimed dramatically.

"Hehe, just kidding. Hurry up, we'll be there in about five minutes."

Wei Luman glared at him and said, "I'll go first, you come out in two minutes, I'll wait for you in the car." With that, Wei Luman tossed her head and walked out. Yang Pengfei understood her meaning; she was afraid they would run into Yu Jie if they went out together. "This little girl, she's quite thoughtful," Yang Pengfei thought to himself.

Two minutes later, Yang Pengfei walked out of the hotel. He saw a red sports car parked not far away. Yang Pengfei guessed that the car was Wei Luman's, but since he couldn't see anyone inside, he didn't dare to rush forward and open the door. He could only keep glancing inside. His strange behavior attracted the attention of the hotel security guards. The guards, thinking he was a car thief, also kept their eyes on Yang Pengfei, remaining highly vigilant. They were just waiting for Yang Pengfei to reach for the sports car so they could pounce on him and catch him red-handed.
Just as Yang Pengfei was looking around at the sports car, hesitating whether or not to open the door, the car's turn signal suddenly flashed twice, and then the door opened, revealing Wei Luman smiling at him. Seeing this, Yang Pengfei was both amused and annoyed. He said, "What are you doing? You didn't say a word when you saw me, making me look around for ages."

"Hehe... I'm happy, what's it to you? Let me tell you, what did you look like just now? Like a car thief, haha, hey, did you used to steal cars? Otherwise, why did you look so much like one? Look, those security guards over there are starting to notice you." Wei Luman laughed heartily.

"Stop talking, hurry up and drive, let's go find Sister Yun. I have a feeling something must have happened to Sister Yun, otherwise she wouldn't be out so late, and her phone wouldn't be on." Yang Pengfei looked anxious.
"You still want me to be your driver? No way!" After saying that, Wei Luman opened the driver's side door and walked to the passenger side. Helpless, Yang Pengfei had no choice but to get into the driver's seat, start the sports car, and the car disappeared into the dark night. Only a few security guards at the hotel entrance remained, mouths agape, staring in astonishment. It was unclear whether they envied Yang Pengfei for having a luxury car and beautiful women as companions, or lamented missing a chance to prove themselves by catching a car thief.

Yang Pengfei first drove around the Hilton Hotel a few times, finding nothing. Then he drove forward, extremely slowly, carefully searching both sides of the road, hoping to spot Sister Yun. Wei Luman, sitting beside him, also helped him search the crowd with wide eyes.

After nearly half an hour and several kilometers, they still hadn't seen Sister Yun. It was already past midnight, and Yang Pengfei's anxiety grew. He wished he could turn his sports car into a helicopter and fly up to search from above.

At this moment, Wei Luman noticed Yang Pengfei's unease and put away her playful demeanor, comforting him, "Don't worry too much. Maybe your girlfriend is already back at the hotel. I'll call the hotel and ask."

Just as Wei Luman took out her phone to call the hotel, Yang Pengfei's phone rang. He picked it up and saw it was an unfamiliar number. "Hello, who is this?"

"Are you Yang Pengfei?" came the voice of an unfamiliar man.

Yang Pengfei felt something was off, but he had a feeling this call might be related to Sister Yun, so he quickly said, "Yes, it's me. Who is this?"

"I'm from the Municipal Public Security Bureau. You know Qian Caiyun, right?"

"Yes, yes, she's my girlfriend? What happened to her? Where is she now?" Yang Pengfei was excited and asked several questions in a row.

"Don't get excited or nervous. She's in the hospital. You should come quickly. We'll tell you the details when you get here. Oh, by the way, it's the First People's Hospital of the city." The policeman hung up after saying that.
"What's wrong? Is there news about your girlfriend?" Wei Luman asked excitedly.

"Tell me quickly, how do I get to the First People's Hospital of the city?" Yang Pengfei asked anxiously.

"What? The First People's Hospital of the city?" Wei Luman asked in surprise, "Could it be that your girlfriend...?"
"Don't ask so many questions, just tell me how to get there!"

"Oh, oh, keep looking straight ahead, turn left at the next intersection..." Wei Luman knew his feelings, so she didn't ask any more questions and earnestly gave directions.

Under Wei Luman's guidance, Yang Pengfei's car sped along in extreme confusion and anxiety, running several red lights along the way, but Yang Pengfei didn't care at all. He only felt that there was a bright road ahead, a deserted street outside the car window, and a hazy mist floating in the air. The yellow streetlights in the mist supported his endlessly tired and sleepy eyes, and the blurry outlines of the city's high-rise buildings trembled in the rearview mirror.

Seeing him drive like that, Wei Luman inwardly groaned, thinking, "If he gets caught by the traffic cameras, the fine is a minor issue; if I lose all my points, my license is essentially forfeited." While she thought this, she knew Yang Pengfei's urgency and didn't stop him, letting him drive like a madman.
The hospital night felt desolate and bleak.

Through the information desk, they found that Sister Yun's room was 505. Yang Pengfei ran up, panting, and stood outside the door, his heart pounding. His trembling hands turned the doorknob, and he gently pushed open the door. He saw Sister Yun lying on the bed, her face pale and haggard.

A policeman sat on a stool beside the bed, holding a pen in one hand and a notebook in the other, seemingly taking notes. Yang Pengfei tiptoed towards them. At that moment, Sister Yun looked up and saw Yang Pengfei, and hurriedly tried to sit up. Yang Pengfei rushed forward and pulled Yun Jie into his arms, anxiously asking, "Yun Jie, what's wrong? What happened? Are you hurt?"

"Where did you go last night?" Yun Jie cried, burying her face in Yang Pengfei's chest.

"I'm sorry, I drank too much last night and went out for a walk. I didn't have time to say hello," Yang Pengfei lied.

"You shouldn't have turned off your phone!" "

I was so drunk, how would I know? What happened?"

"She was harassed by some thugs," the policeman sitting nearby said.

"Ah!" Yang Pengfei's heart skipped a beat. "How could this happen?" His heart clenched.

"Don't worry, we arrived just as those thugs were about to harm her and apprehended them all. The doctor gave her a full check-up, and there's nothing serious. She's just a little shaken; she'll be fine overnight," the policeman said, standing up and closing his notebook.

"Thank you so much!" Yang Pengfei walked up to the policeman and shook his hand.

"You're welcome, it's what we should do," the policeman said formally.

Then Yang Pengfei went to Sister Yun's bedside, embraced her, and saw the exhaustion and weariness on her face. A pang of guilt and pain shot through Yang Pengfei's heart. He regretted his actions and felt a pang of conscience, blaming himself for not fulfilling his responsibilities as a man. When Sister Yun needed him, he was indulging in pleasure.
"Alright, that's about enough of the statement. I should go back to the station now. You two can talk," the policeman said, looking at Yang Pengfei.

"Okay, I'll see you off!"

Yang Pengfei escorted the policeman to the elevator, then returned to Sister Yun's ward. At the door, he saw Wei Luman still standing there. "It's getting late, you should go back now. Oh, and thank you so much for tonight!" Yang Pengfei said softly.

"Hehe, thank me? Thank me for what?" Wei Luman said with a playful smile.

Normally, Yang Pengfei would have flirted with her, but he wasn't in the mood now. He forced a smile and said, "Thanks for lending me the car. Okay, I'll treat you to dinner tomorrow. You should go home now."

"Is she alright?" Wei Luman asked, glancing into the ward.

"She's fine. She was harassed by some hooligans and got a little frightened," Yang Pengfei said briefly.
"That's good. I'll be going now. I'll come see her again tomorrow."

"Okay, bye!"

Yang Pengfei sat by Yun Jie's bedside, looking at her haggard and pale face. She seemed unfamiliar to him; she looked rather thin. Yang Pengfei couldn't help but reach for her hand, but glancing down, he noticed a jade beaded bracelet on her wrist, one he'd never seen her wear before. Yang Pengfei always felt that jade possessed a spirit, translucent and crystal clear, incomparably beautiful. There seemed to be a type of jade called "Emerald," a name that sounded so vibrant and enchanting.
Grandmother was always gentle and delicate, giving people a warm feeling. The green wasn't a vibrant, lush green, but rather a deep, mellow green. The string of jade beads was strung with simple red thread, its base so soft and warm. Yang Pengfei couldn't help but hold Yun Jie's wrists in his hands, gently stroking the jade beads.
When Yang Pengfei pressed Yun Jie's hand against his cheek, feeling the warmth of the emerald, he looked at her and saw her eyes wide open, her long eyelashes fluttering, her eyes brimming with tears, staring blankly at him.

"What's wrong?" Yang Pengfei asked in alarm. Yun Jie didn't speak, but tears welled up in her eyes and streamed down her face.

"Don't cry, oh, it'll hurt your health," Yang Pengfei said, taking out a tissue to wipe her tears.

Suddenly, Sister Yun gripped Yang Pengfei's arm tightly, pressing it against her chest, and choked out, "Tonight, I was almost violated by those beasts." She then burst into tears.

Yang Pengfei knew Sister Yun well; she was a girl who would never casually associate with other men. He was well aware of her fragile stubbornness and unwavering devotion to love. In Yang Pengfei's eyes, Sister Yun had always been a pure and innocent woman, someone who made him believe that unwavering love still existed in this world. Now, this woman, so faithful to love, had suffered such humiliation. How could she not be filled with grief and indignation? How could she not be heartbroken? Although her innocence was ultimately preserved, how could she forget the humiliation she had endured? Thinking of this, Yang Pengfei's eyes also welled up with tears.

"Don't cry. It's all over now, and those beasts have been caught. They will receive their due punishment," Yang Pengfei said, gently patting Sister Yun's back.

"Tell me, if I were violated by those beasts tonight, then... would you still want me?" Sister Yun asked, lifting her face with teary eyes.

"Silly girl!" Yang Pengfei hugged Yun Jie tightly and said, "No matter what happens to you or what you become, I will want you, for all eternity, unless..."

"Unless what?" Yun Jie asked anxiously.

"Unless you don't want me anymore." Yang Pengfei revealed what he thought would be a killer smile.

"You're so annoying!" Yun Jie laughed through her tears, "How could I not want you?"

"Hey, I've never seen you wear this bracelet before?" Yang Pengfei asked, holding Yun Jie's hand.
"This bracelet was a gift from my mother. I wore it specifically when I came here, hoping it would bring me good luck. My mother's life was so hard!" Yun Jie wiped the tears from her cheeks with the back of her hand, her voice low and melancholic.

Hearing Yun Jie mention her mother, Yang Pengfei couldn't help but think of his own mother. Aren't all mothers like this? She gave birth to her child, placing the greatest hopes on him and wanting to give him the best of everything. But the child grew up, developed his own life and choices, his own needs and judgments. Then, this child, once like a toy in their hands, sped away like a runaway train, heading to a place they could never have imagined—perhaps heaven, perhaps not. What could they do but watch, grieve, bless, and regret?

Every mother hopes her child can live a happy and fulfilling life. But what is an ideal life? What is an ideal marriage and love? Undoubtedly, ideal love is walking hand-in-hand down the aisle, supporting each other through life. Perhaps this is what is meant by "holding hands in old age." But in reality, how many love stories have such a happy ending? Otherwise, how could there be "holding hands, gazing at each other with tearful eyes, speechless with emotion"? Faced with the helplessness of life and reality, how many can truly "hold hands in life and death," abandoning everything to love? Therefore, even if you remain "as strangers in old age," it's still your destiny to grow old together. Even if you become "friends at first sight," it's just a fleeting encounter.

So, on this long journey of life, one needs sufficient courage and wisdom, because you should know that what awaits us is not just joy and happiness, but also more storms, mud, hardships, and pain. You've experienced too little hardship and encountered too few obstacles. Perhaps this time, it's a good thing for you, relieving you of your inner burdens and making your mind more open.

At this moment, in the pitch-black night, the usual hustle and bustle and chaotic footsteps were absent outside the window. Only occasional gusts of cool wind swept by, bringing an untimely chill.

Yang Pengfei saw Sister Yun hugging a thick pillow, sinking deeply into the middle of the bed, letting her long black hair bury her pale face, seemingly curled up alone in warm memories in this desolate night. The night, accompanied by a cold sense of loneliness, silently enveloped them from all sides, engulfing them.

Yang Pengfei couldn't help but lean back and kiss Yun Jie. A familiar feeling flashed through his mind, as if he had kissed her just like this before! A powerful shock pierced through them, a feeling Yang Pengfei had never experienced before filled his heart. Yun Jie returned the kiss passionately, a genuine smile radiating from her face.
Yun Jie wasn't physically injured, just a little frightened, suffering some emotional and psychological distress. With Yang Pengfei's comforting words throughout the night, Yun Jie's heart gradually calmed down. The next morning, they were discharged from the hospital. At this time, Yu Jie also received the news and rushed to the hospital, just in time to see Yang Pengfei leading Yun Jie out of the hospital gate.

"How are you? Yun, are you alright?" Yu Jie asked eagerly as soon as she saw them.
"Thank you for your concern, Mr. Yu, I'm fine." Yun Jie hadn't had a very good impression of Yu Jie before, but seeing her concern, she was touched, and her impression of her improved considerably.

"What were you thinking? Letting Xiaoyun go out alone in the middle of the night! Luckily nothing serious happened this time. If something had, I wonder where you'd go to buy a pill for regret." Yu Jie scolded Yang Pengfei mercilessly.
Yang Pengfei knew he was in the wrong, so he didn't dare to say anything more, silently listening to Yu Jie's scolding, but in his heart he was thinking: "How did Yu Jie find out about this? Right, it must have been Wei Luman who told her. Ah! Wei Luman wouldn't have told her that I went to that little coffee shop with her last night, would she? If she did, then Yu Jie would know that I secretly followed her last night, and I'd be in big trouble. But judging from Yu Jie's expression now, Wei Luman probably didn't tell her that. Hmm, right, she probably didn't tell Yu Jie, because I told Wei Luman that Yu Jie and I are lovers and that Yu Jie doesn't want to reveal our relationship to others, so Wei Luman naturally wouldn't bring up the matter of meeting me at the coffee shop last night." Thinking of this, Yang Pengfei's heart finally settled down.

"Alright, I'm going to Wuyu Company with Boss Kong to check out their project at Dajiang Industrial Park. You don't need to go. Spend some time with Xiaoyun. Here, these are Xiaoman's car keys. I drove her car here. You drive Xiaoyun back to the hotel, and I'll take a taxi."

"President Yu, how can I accept that? You should drive. We'll take a taxi back." Sister Yun said, embarrassed.

"Yes, President Yu, you should drive. Hmm, didn't Boss Kong say he was going to pick you up last night? Why didn't he come? Instead, you have to go in person." Yang Pengfei asked, puzzled. Yu

Jie rolled her eyes at him and said, "It's all your fault. This morning, I heard from Xiaoman that Xiaoyun had an accident, so I drove her car here. I didn't wait for Boss Kong. I just called him and told him not to come. I'll go by myself. Okay, enough talk. Here, take this." After saying that, Yu Jie tossed the car keys to Yang Pengfei, then hailed a taxi and sped away.

"Mr. Yu is a really good person," Sister Yun said after getting into the car.

"Yes, she is indeed good, but her life is unfortunate," Yang Pengfei said as he started the car.
"Oh? Unfortunate life? What do you mean? She's so rich, beautiful, and talented, how could her life be unfortunate?" Sister Yun knew nothing about Yu Jie's affairs, so Yang Pengfei's words didn't pique her curiosity.

"I'm talking about her love life."

"Oh? Did she and her husband have a bad relationship?"

"It's not that their relationship was bad, but rather that it was too good, which is why she's remained a widow until now."

"Ah! A widow? A widowed woman?" Sister Yun was clearly quite surprised.

"Last time I went to her house, I saw a picture of her husband. He was quite handsome, but unfortunately, he didn't live long, leaving behind only a daughter named Qingyu, who lives with her. As for some specific details, she didn't say, and I didn't press her for details."

"Alas, beautiful women have short lives, it's always been like this since ancient times." Sister Yun sighed softly and lay back in her seat, saying nothing more. Yang Pengfei knew she was thinking of him again, so he didn't dare to continue the conversation. And so, the two returned to the hotel in silence.

For the entire day, Yang Pengfei stayed by Yun Jie's side, only going down to the restaurant for meals. The rest of the time they spent in the room chatting and watching TV. Yang Pengfei felt that only in this way could he somewhat make up for the hurt Yun Jie had suffered the previous night. Throughout the day, Yang Pengfei didn't see Yu Jie, nor did Yu Jie come to his room.

Late at night, Yun Jie came out of the shower and sat in front of the mirror, combing her hair. Her jet-black hair shimmered under the light, and her beautiful, voluptuous body was draped in a brand-new silk nightgown. Beneath the nightgown, her firm, trembling breasts swayed beautifully with her movements. Yang Pengfei quietly admired her graceful movements. The room was filled with her mature and intoxicating fragrance, which seemed to grow stronger and stronger.

"Go wash up," Sister Yun said, turning to Yang Pengfei as she tidied her hair, a beautiful blush on her face.

Chapter 064 A Little Pain

"Okay," Yang Pengfei replied, and went to the bathroom.

He turned the tap on full blast, letting the warm water wash over him. He vigorously swept his hair back with both hands, as if this could make him forget all his worries. Some say that life is inherently helpless; if you just endure it, there will be no love, hate, or pain.
Perhaps that's true. The waiting of life can no longer bear the longing of dreams, the vines of yearning no longer grow green with desire, and the long tendrils wither and fade day by day. All the vicissitudes of life, all the sorrow of parting, are transformed into the splashing water, silently sliding down and scattering... When Yang

Pengfei returned to the bedroom, Sister Yun had already made the bed, the blankets neatly folded on the bed, and she sat cross-legged on the bed. She seemed a little shy, sitting there with her head down, not saying a word. She looked somewhat nervous; her fingers were unconsciously intertwined, and due to the force, the blood flow between her fingers was not smooth, making them appear somewhat pale.

"Sleep," Yang Pengfei said, climbing into bed.

"Mmm!" Sister Yun gazed at Yang Pengfei affectionately.

Then Sister Yun lifted the inner blanket and shifted her body. Yang Pengfei stared at her, watching her slowly lift the blanket. She was, in short, the adorable type of girl. She wasn't flashy or seductive; she was beautiful, lovely, and pure, seemingly innocent to the extreme, making Yang Pengfei reluctant to touch her. With every movement she made, Yang Pengfei's heart fluttered; she was like a swan, snow-white. Yang Pengfei looked at Sister Yun, gazed at her. Sister Yun noticed Yang Pengfei, turned her head, and looked at him. Their eyes met, and Yang Pengfei saw hope in her eyes—a glimmer of hope for his new environment! However, the situation was somewhat awkward. So, Yang Pengfei timidly chose to escape again. Turning away, he felt nervous, unsure whether to feel happiness or anxiety. He was completely unable to control himself.

Perhaps Sister Yun noticed this; she smiled and said, "Go to sleep, why are you still lingering?"
Her voice, transmitted through his eardrums and auditory nerves, reached his brain, and for some reason, stirred Yang Pengfei's heart. In short, it was sweet. So sweet, Yang Pengfei didn't know what to do. He roused himself and turned to Sister Yun, who smiled gently.

Sister Yun's focused and profound gaze moved Yang Pengfei. Her skin was so white, clear, and radiant; very charming. Complementing her skin was her beautiful hair, black, glossy, and healthy, cascading naturally like a waterfall. The most unique and captivating feature of her face, and the one that attracted Yang Pengfei the most, was Yun Jie's large, watery eyes, now filled with tenderness! Truly, in those tender eyes shone happiness, light, and hope.

With those eyes, Yun Jie appeared even more alluring; her gaze seemed to lead you into her inner world, adding to her mystique. It made one suddenly feel that after this dark night, tomorrow would surely be a warm and bright day!

"Pengfei!" Yun Jie suddenly called out to Yang Pengfei. Yang Pengfei was startled, looked up, and saw that she had turned over, her face towards him.

"I can't sleep!" Yun Jie said. "What about you?"

"Are you still feeling a little sad?" Yang Pengfei asked with concern.

"No," Sister Yun said, "I'm excited, a little excited."

"Excited? Excited about what?" Yang Pengfei asked, looking at Sister Yun's flushed face.

"Are you silly!" Sister Yun revealed two rows of cute teeth, looking extremely adorable.

"Hehe, I've realized I'm quite silly now," Yang Pengfei said with a chuckle.

"Silly? If you're silly, then there's no one smart in the world!" Sister Yun said quickly.

Yang Pengfei first chuckled, then said, "You really think I'm smart?"

"Yes, you're not only smart, but you also know everything."

"What do you mean by knowing? It's all nonsense."

"Tell me a story, I really like your stories, anyway, we can't sleep right now." Sister Yun's tone seemed very curious.

"A story, or a joke?" Yang Pengfei asked.

"Anything is fine!" Sister Yun said, lying on the bed with her hand supporting her chin. "

Alright, they're all a bit risqué, do you want to hear them?" Yang Pengfei didn't really want to tell one, feeling it was too abrupt.

"Go ahead, it's okay. I've heard that couples telling adult jokes can add some spice to their relationship," Sister Yun said.

"Alright!" Yang Pengfei thought for a moment and decided to find something not too disgusting. "Let me give you a riddle, you'll definitely be able to answer this one.

" "Not necessarily, go ahead."

"Lift the warm blankets and touch your legs, spread your legs apart and put them on your eyes. Guess an everyday action."
After Yang Pengfei finished speaking, Sister Yun chuckled.

"Guess!" Yang Pengfei said, "Don't guess anything too outlandish. Let me remind you, this is something General Manager Yu often does, we almost never do it. Guess!" When Sister Yun heard Yang Pengfei say that General Manager Yu often does it, she was first stunned, then she chuckled even more. Yang Pengfei also laughed, and Sister Yun said while laughing, "I can't guess, tell me the answer!"

"Wearing glasses! How about that? You're thinking out of line! We don't need to wear them, but General Manager Yu wears them several times a day." Yang Pengfei couldn't help but laugh. Sister Yun laughed even harder, and after a while, she took a breath and said, "Hmm, that's interesting. Anything else?"

Yang Pengfei didn't expect Sister Yun to want to hear more, so he said, "It's also a riddle, and it's about an everyday action. Here's a hint: you just did it. 'One end is hairy, the other is bald, going in and out, oozing white fluid.' Guess!" Sister Yun giggled as soon as she heard this and said, "I didn't hear you clearly. Say it again!" Yang Pengfei repeated it clearly and said, "Think carefully, you just did it!"

Sister Yun laughed so hard she could hardly breathe, and after a long while, she said, "I can't guess!"

"What did you do in the bathroom just now? List them one by one." Yang Pengfei kept her in suspense.

"I didn't do anything, just took a shower, and then brushed my teeth... Oh, I get it, hahaha, that's hilarious!" After saying that, she burst into laughter again.

"Anything else?" Sister Yun asked with a smile.

Yang Pengfei simply rolled over and lay his head on the pillow, saying to Sister Yun, "Still asking? I've been getting everyone in the company excited for over an hour, but you're faster than them; none of them guessed correctly. Okay, one more: 'Wedding Night'—guess the names of characters from 'Water Margin'."

This time, Sister Yun was even more stumped. So Yang Pengfei tried to guide her, saying, "What do you do on your wedding night? Think about it!"

"Wedding Night... um, entering the bridal chamber... what do you do there?" Sister Yun said.

"Right, what do you do in the bridal chamber?" Yang Pengfei deliberately kept pressing Sister Yun with questions.

"Um... entering the bridal chamber... what does that have to do with 'Water Margin'?" Sister Yun was still confused, but her tone became a little embarrassed. Seeing that she really couldn't guess, Yang Pengfei gave her a hint, "Something like Shi Jin, Song Jiang, etc." Sister
Yun thought for a moment, covered her mouth and laughed, then said curiously after a while, "What are they all? I can't guess them all. Don't tease me, tell me quickly!"

Yang Pengfei slowly recited the names to Sister Yun one by one. Sister Yun laughed harder and harder. When Yang Pengfei mentioned the last three—Jie Zhen, Jie Bao, and Ruan Xiaoer—Sister Yun laughed so hard she lifted the covers with both hands. She couldn't stop for a while and started coughing. Seeing that Sister Yun hadn't stopped coughing for a long time, Yang Pengfei quickly crawled over to her and said, "Stop laughing, stop laughing!" Then he gently patted Sister Yun's back. After a while, she finally stopped.
Sister Yun rolled over and lay on her back, her chest rising and falling. She seemed to be surrounded by a hazy, misty aura, exuding a lingering, graceful charm. She had a smile on her face, tears in her eyes, and a sense of joy. Yang Pengfei knew that love was about making the human heart a hundredfold, a thousandfold more sensitive, reaching out every tendril of perception to wholeheartedly accept all that the world gave: joy, pain, hope, restlessness, sorrow, happiness…

Time passed imperceptibly, and the distance between them rapidly disappeared. Sister Yun extended her hand to Yang Pengfei; her hand trembled slightly in his, and tears of happiness welled in her eyes. Sister Yun was not only beautiful and charming, but also kind and gentle. In her tenderness, he gradually felt a surge of love.

Yang Pengfei suddenly embraced her, watching her blissfully nestled in his arms. Yang Pengfei felt a thunderous shock; for a moment, his body seemed to rise into the air, rapidly sucked into a time tunnel, spinning backward, swaying, and gently falling back to the past.

Yang Pengfei began to kiss Sister Yun passionately, and Sister Yun was so intoxicated. Yang Pengfei removed all of her pajamas and began to suck, caress, and knead her high, soft, and elastic breasts. His fingers gently slid across Yun Jie's skin until they reached her already overflowing vulva, followed by moans escaping from Yun Jie's throat.

At this moment, Yang Pengfei felt himself becoming increasingly aroused, breathing heavily, his body hot, his desire surging, as if he were about to explode. He climbed on top of Yun Jie, who immediately wrapped her arms tightly around him. Yang Pengfei lay on top of Yun Jie's full, high breasts, a long-lost pleasure welling up within him.

Yun Jie raised her legs, and Yang Pengfei's penis was already at the entrance of her vagina. As he bent back slightly, preparing to push forward, Yun Jie thrust her hips upward, and Yang Pengfei's penis entered her body. Yun Jie's vagina was very tight; the warm, slippery, and enveloping feeling was exceptionally pleasurable.

Yun Jie's vaginal canal was already full of moisture when Yang Pengfei's penis was fully inside her. Suddenly, Yun Jie's body trembled, and she pushed Yang Pengfei away with her hand.

"What's wrong?" Yang Pengfei lifted his body, pulled out, and supported himself with his hand.

"It hurts a little." Yun Jie frowned slightly.

Chapter 065 Why is it still so hard

? "It's probably psychological." Yang Pengfei comforted her.

"I don't know," Yun Jie said, looking down at Yang Pengfei's body, and suddenly exclaimed in surprise, "Oh my god!"

"What is it now?" Yang Pengfei was startled.

"How can it be so big?"

I couldn't hold on any longer and lay on top of her, saying, "You don't seem to have seen this before?"

"I didn't pay attention before, and I didn't dare to look closely. I didn't expect you to be so big."

"It's okay, I'll go slowly, I won't hurt you!"

"It's not because of that..." Yun Jie's expression turned gloomy.

Yang Pengfei understood that what happened last night still left a shadow in Yun Jie's heart. Yun Jie didn't speak; her dark eyes, filled with melancholy, dimmed.

Yang Pengfei couldn't help but hug her tighter, listening to her breathing and inhaling her fragrance. After a moment, she sighed and said, "Do you love me?"

"Yes!" Yang Pengfei answered without hesitation.

"You must truly love me!" Her eyes shone with anticipation, as if waiting for someone she had longed for to appear.

"Of course!"

Then she said softly, "You know what? A few days ago, I heard from my classmate..."
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