Yang Ye's Forbidden Love Series 7 - The Clever Boss Lady ~ Zhang Liru (21)

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The Clever Boss Lady ~ Zhang Liru (Twenty-One)
Lai Junwei's breathing was painful, his eyes felt inexplicably sore, and his throat felt like it was being strangled by a rope, unable to utter a single word... The scene suddenly froze! It turned out that Yang Ye had pressed the pause button, and the scene was frozen on the moment when milky white semen dripped from the ravaged little tender hole. Yang Ye walked to the cage and asked with a smile, "How did it feel? Was it exciting?" "Beast! She was forced by you... I'm going to kill you..." Lai Junwei's eyes were bloodshot as he gritted his teeth and cursed angrily. "Ha! Ha! Ha!" Yang Ye laughed smugly, "Can't you see how satisfied she is?"
"Bastard! You'll die a horrible death..." Lai Junwei struggled and cursed loudly. "Can't take it anymore? Blame yourself for being such a fool, marrying such a beautiful wife, and then being so self-righteous as to not keep a close eye on her. Now she's cheating on you, which is already a favor to you! I just don't understand how she could have married such an idiot like you!" Yang Ye's last words struck Lai Junwei's heart heavily. Yes, why did Zhang Liru marry him in the first place? He wasn't outstanding among his many suitors, so why did she choose him?
Lai Junwei was speechless. The happiness he once thought he had, the pride he once thought he had, had turned into a lifetime of endless shame! But he was unwilling, unwilling, even in death he was unwilling. "I think you should just give up!" Yang Ye continued. "Sign the divorce papers, go back and marry another woman." "No, impossible! I'd rather die than sign... She won't leave, and I absolutely won't leave either..." Lai Junwei shouted frantically. "Hmph! Whatever," Yang Ye said indifferently. Lai Junwei gritted his teeth, staring fiercely at Yang Ye like an enraged beast, as if he wanted to skin him alive. Yang Ye smiled slightly and said, "Since you don't want to leave, then... you can keep watching!" As soon as he finished speaking, Yang Ye pressed the play button on the remote control. The second video started playing... Lai Junwei stared at the TV screen with bloodshot eyes, his gaze fixed on the obscene scenes that made his blood boil! The room was brightly lit, its ambiguity palpable. On the large sofa, his beloved wife, Zhang Liru, straddled Yang Ye's legs, her delicate hands resting on his strong shoulders. A light blue towel covered only her shapely body, barely concealing her full, firm buttocks, while her exposed, tender skin shone brightly in the light. Yang Ye's rough hands caressed his wife's slender waist, his face buried between her firm, white breasts. His lower body, propelled by the sofa's elasticity, moved rhythmically upwards. From the television speakers, the sounds of the man's heavy breathing, the woman's soft moans, and the slapping of flesh against flesh were clearly audible. In the video, Yang Ye suddenly ripped off the cumbersome towel, and then his lecherous hand moved from Zhang Liru's smooth, delicate thighs to her soft, plump, snow-white buttocks, occasionally extending his middle finger to massage her exquisite and alluring anus. "Ah..." Whenever her anus was attacked, Zhang Liru would uncontrollably arch her head back and let out a high-pitched, seductive moan. Yang Ye increased the speed of his thrusts while freeing his left hand to grasp Zhang Liru's full, firm breasts, stroking and kneading them incessantly. Zhang Liru's long, wavy hair was now flying wildly with Yang Ye's increasingly rapid thrusting. Because Zhang Liru was facing away from the camera, Lai Junwei couldn't see his beloved wife's expression at all. She could only conjure up the image of their physical sensations from the way she writhed her slender waist like a water snake, desperately yielding to Yang Ye's movements, deep within her bleeding heart… Meanwhile, Yang Ye had already quietly left…
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... "Just send him back!" Zhang Liru's mind was already in complete chaos, and she yelled at the man, "How can that be!" Yang Ye said calmly, "What if he does something rash and goes to the police?"
"What should I do?" Zhang Liru closed her bright, alluring eyes, tears finally streaming silently down her face. Yang Ye walked to the bedside, sat down beside the beautiful married woman, and put his arm around her slender waist, saying, "There is a way, but it depends on whether you're willing to cooperate." Zhang Liru wiped away the tears on her cheeks and hurriedly turned her head to ask, "What way?" Yang Ye shook his head and said, "Forget it! It's too troublesome. Just dig a hole and bury him; it'll be faster." "No..." Zhang Liru cried out shrilly, "Don't... don't hurt him! I'll agree to anything, just please don't kill him." "What leverage do you have to negotiate with me?" Yang Ye glanced at the beautiful young woman and asked. Zhang Liru was stunned upon hearing this, her face filled with sorrow as she thought, "Yes! What right do I have to negotiate with him?" Thinking of her body, which he had already used and ruined, how could she possibly save her husband's life? Unless... a sudden flash of inspiration struck her! Immediately, Zhang Liru, with a determined expression, said firmly, "As long as you promise not to kill him and let him leave safely... I'll agree!" "Promise me what?" Yang Ye asked confidently. Zhang Liru took a deep breath and said expressionlessly, "Marry you!" "Really?" Yang Ye asked excitedly. "Yes!" Zhang Liru nodded gently. "Hahahaha..." Yang Ye laughed loudly, pulling Zhang Liru's delicate body into his arms and kissing her smooth cheek. "Didn't you say you would never marry a rich second-generation like me? Now look at you! You've obediently given in! Hahahaha..." Zhang Liru, filled with shame, remained silent, her beautiful eyes tightly closed, letting Yang Ye hold her in his arms. Only after Yang Ye's laughter stopped did Zhang Liru ask, "You... will you agree?" "Of course I agree! But..." Yang Ye continued, "If you want him to give up on this idea and leave here obediently, you have to listen to me completely. I can definitely make him give up on you completely..." "How do I need to cooperate with you?" Zhang Liru asked疑惑地问道. As Yang Ye licked Zhang Liru's earlobe, he whispered... Upon hearing Yang Ye's words, Zhang Liru's delicate body trembled violently, and she objected, "No! I can't, it's too cruel to him..." "Then forget it!" Yang Ye said indifferently, "Think it over carefully." Zhang Liru was completely disoriented, her delicate hands clenching tightly together. "Actually... hasn't he suffered enough?" Yang Ye said calmly, "He saw so many scenes of me having sex with you, your lewd expressions, your wanton appearance, hasn't that hurt him enough? It's better to end it quickly than to suffer for a long time!" Zhang Liru silently endured Yang Ye's verbal humiliation, her thoughts in turmoil, "I have to bear the consequences of my own actions, I can't let Junwei suffer all of this for me..." She had once thought that as long as she silently endured Yang Ye's rape, and after a while, he would get tired of her body, and everything would calm down! Even if she suffered unbearable humiliation, it was her own fault. Now, all she wanted was to save her husband's life! Because Zhang Liru understood that she had already caused Lai Junwei too much harm. "He's right, a short pain is worse than a long one." Zhang Liru finally made up her mind and said to Yang Ye, "Alright, it's your decision." Yang Ye was overjoyed and stood up, saying, "Then we'll start rehearsing tomorrow. You have to be a good girl and listen to me. The sooner we finish, the sooner he'll be free from this misery! Understand?" "Yes, I understand." Zhang Liru nodded repeatedly, a strange sadness flickering in her eyes, but she tried her best to control herself; she didn't want to cry. Yang Ye sat down on the sofa, beckoned to the delicate beauty, and then pointed to the ground. Zhang Liru understood what the man meant. She gracefully moved to Yang Ye's side, knelt down, and slowly rested her head on Yang Ye's thigh, like a docile kitten! Faced with Yang Ye's humiliation, she had no way to resist, because her opponent was simply too powerful. "Obeying your will is your only option..." Yang Ye said with a smile, then reached out and stroked the hair of the young woman kneeling at his feet, gently moving her head between his legs... The well-trained Zhang Liru immediately understood Yang Ye's meaning, couldn't help but glance at the man, then reached out and unbuckled his belt. Yang Ye also cooperated by slightly raising his buttocks, making it easier for Zhang Liru to pull down his pants, and then his underwear... That monstrous penis that had brought her countless humiliations, endless orgasms, and made her feel like she was dying, leaped into her eyes at close range! After a slight hesitation, Zhang Liru buried her head between Yang Ye's legs, opening her mouth as wide as possible to gently take his enormous penis into her mouth. "Hoo..." A wave of pleasure washed over her, and Yang Ye finally smiled victoriously, gently stroking her hair before slowly closing his eyes. Zhang Liru finally understood her fate; she was the woman he belonged to, destined to be unable to resist this man, and could only
submit... **************** ... Every time he recalled the video of his wife's affair with Yang Ye, his heart felt as if it were being brutally stabbed by a thousand sharp blades. The excruciating pain spread through every nerve, almost rendering him speechless! "How could you betray our marriage and hurt our love like this?" Lai Junwei screamed in his heart every single second. The thought that everything that should have been his was now his to possess, now belonging to another man, filled his heart with anger, jealousy, and an intense, overwhelming resentment. "My beloved wife is gone forever? My love is lost? My family is broken? My world is destroyed?" Lai Junwei cried out in anguish, his body drained of strength, and he collapsed against the wall. That familiar feeling pulled at Lai Junwei's heart, and he cried out in his mind, "You are mine, always mine! No one can take you away! You belong only to me, only to me!" But… even if he won his wife back, could he truly rebuild his life with her? As his wife writhed and yielded beneath Yang Ye, her seductive posture and soft moans flooded his mind, and he was utterly powerless to stop her. Lai Junwei felt himself sinking into darkness, as if an invisible demonic hand was gripping his throat, making it incredibly difficult to breathe! He wanted to ask the heavens why they were treating him this way, and what he had done wrong? Or what sins he had committed in his past life? No matter what the future held, he had to get his wife back first; otherwise, he would rather die than accept it! "I won't give up... I will never give up... I won't..." Lai Junwei felt utterly exhausted, his consciousness fading, and he drifted off to sleep, muttering to himself... ********** ...
Night had fallen, and the surroundings were eerily quiet, a silence that was almost frightening. A poignant figure, bare-skinned and delicate, stepped onto the cold, high-grade floor tiles, like a graceful fairy untouched by worldly concerns, slowly approaching the cage… Zhang Liru was clad only in a long-sleeved shirt by Yang Ye, barely concealing her alluring, ravaged body. The hem of the shirt reached just to her knees, barely covering her fair and captivating thighs, while her lower body remained completely naked. The dim light illuminated her breathtakingly beautiful face, her delicate, moist skin glowing with a soft light. Her long, glossy, damp black hair cascaded slightly over her right shoulder, making the entire scene incredibly beautiful and moving! Upon reaching the cage, Zhang Liru's previously calm expression immediately darkened. Her lithe, boneless body leaned against the stainless steel pipes thicker than her calves, slowly sliding down until she sat on the cold floor. A chill emanated from her buttocks, marked with finger marks and hickeys… Not cold! Zhang Liru felt no cold at all, because her heart was colder, even numb with cold. Zhang Liru stretched out her slender, pale arms, trying to reach between the bars to touch the man in the cage! But no matter how hard she tried, she was always just a hand's breadth away. A fence separated two people who had once loved each other. Though so close, they were worlds apart! Zhang Liru smiled bitterly, feeling foolish. She was already that man's 'possession,' how could Yang Ye allow her to touch another man! "I never wanted to let go, but I'm afraid I'll never be able to hold on again," Zhang Liru said sorrowfully, leaning against the fence, silent tears streaming down her face. She gazed longingly at her husband of over three years, her hands gripping the stainless steel pipe tightly, her white knuckles a testament to the force of her grip. She hated it, hated the cold, hard steel that had so cruelly severed their connection. They were so close, yet... so incredibly far apart! Zhang Liru's heart ached as if cut by a knife. She couldn't understand why fate was so cruel, placing a loving couple so close, yet preventing them from touching. After a moment of grief, Zhang Liru wiped away her tears and, to the unconscious Lai Junwei, whether he could hear or understand, softly recounted everything she had endured... "Don't torture yourself anymore... Junwei, let go!" A tenderness she had never shown before shone in Zhang Liru's beautiful face. "Only by learning to forget can you start anew..." As soon as she finished speaking, Zhang Liru felt her heart being torn open, bleeding profusely! She took a few deep breaths and continued, "A fresh start is the true future... but I... no longer have that future..." In this cruel world, is it reality that's cruel, or is the world itself? Zhang Liru couldn't understand, nor could she resist; she could only endure... "Today, you are still my husband, but from tomorrow onwards, we will have no connection whatsoever, because... I will become someone else's wife... Let me call you that one last time..." Zhang Liru held back her tears, her pearly white teeth biting her lower lip, leaving small, neat teeth marks. After calming herself, Zhang Liru softly called out, "Husband..." Her voice was soft, yet so heart-wrenching! Those two words, brimming with love and reluctance, heartache and turmoil, moved all who heard them and brought tears to their eyes. "The night is so quiet, so deep... Night, can it wipe away my tears, can it melt away your hatred? Junwei..." She murmured to herself, her voice poignant and moving, as Zhang Liru closed her deep, shimmering eyes in sorrow. Her exquisite face remained expressionless, yet a single, heartbreaking tear rolled down her cheek. The tear slid down her delicate face, leaving a faint trail on her smooth, supple skin, adding a touch of ethereal softness to her otherwise flawless features. Everything that had happened recently had given her much to ponder. For the past few months, Zhang Liru had been repeatedly reflecting on one question! If it weren't for Yang Ye, she might never have realized how deep her feelings for Lai Junwei had become! Two years of dating before marriage, plus three years of marriage—in this five-year-long relationship, she had always believed that everything had unfolded naturally! Lai Junwei loved her more than she loved him, so she always subjectively believed that everything her husband did for her was a given, something he was supposed to do. She used to be so arrogant and domineering! She was bossy about everything at home, and in her life with Lai Junwei, she always felt that he should be the one to accommodate her more!
She was career-oriented, so after getting married, she quickly gave birth to two children within three years and then hurriedly abandoned everything to return to work. But since being forced into an affair, she deeply realized that marriage requires the joint effort of both people, not just one person's unconditional tolerance and sacrifice. She repeatedly thought about ending this as soon as possible and returning to her family! She was willing to give up everything, including her career, just to return to her peaceful and happy life! But reality is always so unpredictable; some things can't be done as you wish. That man, full of predatory and possessive desires, was so obsessed with her body that he would never let her go. Overwhelmed by guilt, reluctance, and regret, every cell in Zhang Liru's body felt incredibly tired. She desperately wanted it all to end, yet she feared its demise. Her mind grew increasingly hazy, and Zhang Liru slowly drifted into sleep. Her luscious, rosy lips murmured softly, "Tomorrow… I hope tomorrow never comes…" ****************
... Early in the morning, Yang Ye's men were busy. They moved a beautifully decorated large bed into the room where Lai Junwei was imprisoned and busily assembled it. Then they brought over a box and placed it beside the bed. For some reason, Lai Junwei felt a vague unease... Meanwhile, in another room, Zhang Liru, wearing a bathrobe, sat at her dressing table. Two women, both around forty years old, were doing her makeup; one was combing her hair, and the other was applying makeup. "Madam, your hair is so beautiful, so soft and smooth," the hairstylist exclaimed while styling her hair. "Yes, and look, Madam's skin is too, so fair and delicate," the makeup artist added, full of praise. "Thank you..." Zhang Liru replied perfunctorily, her eyes still slightly closed. "It's true!" the makeup artist said while applying foundation. "I've been in this business for over twenty years, and this is the first time I've seen such beautiful skin!" "That's right, that's right, Madam is truly a beauty of unparalleled grace..." the hairstylist couldn't help but say. "..." Zhang Liru seemed not to hear, remaining silent. "Madam, your eyelashes are so defined and slightly curled upwards, they look so much better than false eyelashes. I think you shouldn't use fake ones." the makeup artist asked while examining her. "Hmm!" Zhang Liru was completely absent-minded. "Madam, what color lipstick would you like?" the makeup artist continued. "Anything!" Zhang Liru was already a little impatient, but then felt she had been somewhat rude, so she continued, "Do whatever you want! I have no objections! Sorry, my head hurts a little, I don't want to talk." "Oh! I see." The makeup artist felt a little embarrassed. After an unknown amount of time, the makeup was finally completed. "A beauty beyond compare... as lovely as a flower... Ha!" Zhang Liru slowly opened her beautiful eyes, saw her stunning reflection in the mirror, and couldn't help but let out a bitter smile, muttering to herself, "Beauty... is the greatest sin of my life..." ********************************************************************************
Yang Ye, impeccably dressed in a suit, arrived early, a smile playing on his lips as he looked at Lai Junwei, who lay naked in the cage. Lai Junwei glared back fearlessly at Yang Ye, silent but his eyes burning with intense murderous intent. The two remained locked in this standoff, time passing silently… until the door opened, and to the accompaniment of a melodious wedding march, a stunningly beautiful bride slowly entered. The groom was ordinary-looking, unremarkable! The bride, however, was completely different; her radiant beauty caused everyone present to hold their breath! This stunningly beautiful bride, coveted by all, possessed an exquisitely made-up face, her delicate features adorned with a subtle blush that graced her fair cheeks. Her beautiful eyes were half-open, her long, slightly curled eyelashes trembling gently. Beneath her delicate, arched nose lay alluring, thin, rosy lips, their moist, vibrant color igniting a desire in every man to taste them. Her long, flowing black hair was styled high, a regal tiara securing her white bridal veil to her head. A precious platinum and diamond necklace adorned her long, snow-white neck; and on her flawless earlobes were large, round earrings, each bearing the prominent characters "Yang Ye." The off-the-shoulder, strapless, pure white low-cut wedding dress gently lifted a pair of proud, snow-white breasts, revealing the upper half of the high, flawless bosom, a dazzling display of tender, white flesh! Besides covering the delicate nipples, the lower half of the bosom was entirely covered in delicate cutouts, seemingly allowing a glimpse of the smooth, supple skin. The entire wedding dress exuded an indescribable sense of nobility, elegance, sexiness, and allure. The lower half of the dress was even more stunning; the front resembled a mini-skirt design, made of semi-transparent tulle, primarily to showcase a pair of long, smooth, perfect legs! Delicate stiletto heels made the legs, encased in sheer stockings, appear even straighter and more graceful; while the back of the dress was a long, trailing tulle skirt. The sheer veil, like a thin mist, offered no concealment of the bride's lower body. Her sheer stockings revealed her beautiful legs and full, firm buttocks, intensely arousing the men's visual senses. Even more breathtaking was the fact that the delicate bride, Zhang Liru, was not wearing underwear; a glimpse of her dark pubic hair, barely concealed by the white wedding dress, appeared exceptionally alluring and sensual. The incomparably beautiful bride, Zhang Liru, wearing this unique white wedding dress and white gauze gloves, gently held a magnificent bridal bouquet and gracefully walked to her "husband," Yang Ye. Yang Ye immediately reached out and tightly embraced his "beloved wife's" slender waist. A married woman, already married, wearing such a wedding dress, was holding a sacred wedding with another man in front of her imprisoned husband! What kind of scene was this? Marrying for love, yet marrying someone you don't love! For Zhang Liru, this was pure torment, utter agony. The solemn wedding march, like a curse piercing his brain, caused Lai Junwei excruciating headaches. And when his wife gracefully approached, the sound of her high heels striking the floor pounded heavily on his bleeding heart. His thoughts involuntarily drifted back to their wedding day… His wife, in a white wedding dress, though conservative, was in no way diminishing her beauty. She nestled close to him, her face radiant with happiness! She was so beautiful and captivating! Her eyes, bright as diamonds, sparkling with deep affection, constantly smiling tenderly at him. Suddenly, the memories in his mind shifted, and his wife appeared, lying shyly beneath him, gazing at him affectionately. She stretched out her slender, snow-white arms and tightly embraced his neck. He pressed himself against her naked body, gently pecking at her thin lips, then slowly inserting his penis into her private parts. Amidst his wife's soft moans of pain, they became one. After the storm, what remained was a disheveled bed, the dried stains and dark red bloodstains on the sheets proving that he had completely possessed her. He would become the object of men's envy. A sense of inexplicable vanity swelled to an unbearable degree; for the first time, he felt so superior, so proud, so self-satisfied! When she entered the room and saw her 'ex-husband' naked in the cage, his cold, emotionless eyes caused Zhang Liru's heart to ache terribly. The stunningly beautiful bride, Zhang Liru, slowly closed her despairing eyes, silently pleading with Lai Junwei, "Junwei, please forgive me. This is the only way to make you give up, the only way to let you live. I can't drag you down any further, because I don't want you to be in danger. Yang Ye is just too terrifying, too powerful! I can't let anything happen to you. Our children still need someone to take care of them! They're already destined to lose their mother; I can't let them lose their father too! Since this all started because of me, I'll bear the consequences alone! Even if it costs me my life, I'm willing to do it! I love you! Junwei, please live on! Promise me, okay?" "Wife, is there anything else you want to say to him?" Yang Ye asked smugly. "Yes, please… please allow me, my husband…" Zhang Liru whispered, overcome with shyness. "No problem!" Yang Ye kissed his bride's flushed cheek and said generously, "But to make a long story short, I can hardly wait to consummate our marriage." "Thank you for your permission, my husband! Please... bear with me a little longer," Zhang Liru said in a barely audible voice. "Go!" Yang Ye released his delicate bride. Zhang Liru took her first step forward... "Junwei, I can feel your pain, hold your heart tightly..." she said bitterly to her husband in her heart. Zhang Liru then took the second step… “It’s a blessing for a woman to be deeply loved by one man, but… fate has ordained that two men love me deeply, that I belong to both of them, yet I’m not allowed the right to choose… It’s tragic… It’s unfortunate!” Deep in her heart, Zhang Liru continued to weep, “Your gentle love… his domineering love… they have two different meanings for me, but… they are both love, both are love I cannot bear…” A thousand words could only be whispered in her heart; it was unwillingness, and even more so, inability. She knew that although she was suffering,… her husband was suffering even more! Finally, standing before the cage, Zhang Liru took a deep breath and calmly said, "You should give up now. I am Yang Ye's wife. I no longer love you, and please forget me." Lai Junwei gritted his teeth and asked, "I don't understand, I really don't understand! Why was our love so fragile? Tell me why this happened? I just want an answer." Zhang Liru felt as if her heart was being torn apart, and she smiled sadly, "You don't want an answer, you just want a reason, a reason to preserve your last shred of dignity..." "No!" Lai Junwei calmed down and said, "As long as you come back with me, I won't ask anything, and I'll pretend nothing happened, okay?" "Impossible!" Zhang Liru lowered her head and said coldly. "Even if you can pretend nothing happened, I can't! Besides, I don't believe any man wouldn't mind this. You're saying this only because you're unwilling, unwilling to accept that someone took me away." "No, no! I'm not unwilling." Lai Junwei quickly said, "Come back with me, I'll go with you to the hospital to get rid of the baby, and we can go back to our old life." Hearing that she had to get rid of the baby, Zhang Liru took a step back in panic. "Okay, whether you're unwilling or not, that's your business, not mine! But the child in my belly is my husband Yang Ye's flesh and blood, and only he can decide whether to keep it or not!" "Liru, for our child, for our family, we can start over." Lai Junwei pleaded desperately. "Impossible." Zhang Liru's expression was indifferent, but her eyes were filled with sadness. "I can't live without you, and the child can't live without you! Liru, come home with me." Lai Junwei still refused to give up. "Stop talking, sign the agreement and leave!" Zhang Liru said as she walked back to Yang Ye's side. (To be continued... Night Starry Night Gold Coins +9 Repost and share, a red envelope is offered!)

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