Meng Kuangmei

Meng Kuangmei

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On September 12, 1999, at 8 PM, a silver BMW sped along a wide street in Shenzhen. Xiao Li was driving, and Meng Kuangmei sat beside her. Today, she was wearing a white short-sleeved embroidered blouse and high-waisted trousers. Aside from her uniform, Kuangmei liked white, as it symbolized purity; several dresses she bought after joining the company were also white.

This transaction was arranged by Xiao Li. In their previous conversations, Xiao Li had been very enthusiastic, but today, Kuangmei spoke to her several times, and Xiao Li was cold and distant. Kuangmei sensed her hostility.

Xiao Li was the chairman's mistress, and had been with him for ten months, which wasn't short. Kuangmei had wanted to gain her trust, but now it seemed difficult. Having never had a boyfriend, Kuangmei lacked knowledge about sex, and thinking about this, her anxiety increased.

Xiao Li glanced at Kuang Mei out of the corner of her eye. She didn't hate Kuang Mei, but the chairman's offer of the same price, but a shortened period of one month, made her extremely resentful. Although she admitted that Kuang Mei was no less capable than her in any aspect, there was no tenfold difference.

When she first spoke with Kuang Mei, Xiao Li learned that she was a virgin, and felt a pang of shared sorrow. But at this moment, she wished she could fly to the chairman's villa immediately, let his penis stain her bright red blood, and listen to her cries—that would be a pleasure.

"How much longer?" Kuang Mei asked.

"Five minutes," Xiao Li replied.

Kuang Mei was a little nervous. In five minutes, she would face a man, completely naked, her body, never touched by a man before, would be freely caressed by him, and this man was someone she had only seen in photographs.
Every girl has dreams, and Kuang Mei was no exception. Her first night was the most precious gift she could give to the person she loved most in her life, but perhaps after tonight, that dream would be shattered. However, she still held onto a sliver of hope. What could an impotent man do? Perhaps just let him touch her, sleep with her, or do some obscene things. Although it would still leave a shameful memory, perhaps it could preserve the most precious thing a young girl could have.

Finally, they arrived at the chairman's villa. Xiao Li led her up to the third floor. In the spacious room, Kuang Mei met the chairman for the first time. He was dressed in traditional Chinese silk clothing, and his eyes had a penetrating gaze.

The chairman beckoned to her and said, "Come here." Kuang Mei walked over and stopped three meters away from him.
The chairman beckoned again, and Kuang Mei took another meter. The chairman still gestured for her to come closer, and Kuang Mei stopped only when she was right in front of him.

He circled her once. Although she told herself to stay calm, Kuang Mei's heart was racing. She was afraid he would reach out and touch her, but thankfully, he didn't.

The chairman stopped in front of her, reaching out to pull Kuang Mei's bare arm. Kuang Mei immediately realized he wanted her to bend down or squat. Before coming, she had thought that only by pleasing him could she make him infatuated with her and have a chance to access the core secrets. Thinking this, she obediently bent over and slowly squatted down. The chairman looked

down at her, and Kuang Mei smelled a man's scent. She became even more nervous and lowered her head to avoid his gaze. The chairman gently lifted her face, and Kuang Mei could only look up. She realized that the chairman was very, very close to her. Kuang Mei saw his lips moving, and she suddenly knew what the chairman wanted to do. But before Kuang Mei could think of what to do, the chairman had already covered her cheeks with both hands, pressing his lips to Kuang Mei's delicate, rosy lips.

Kuang Mei's dark, bright eyes widened suddenly, her gaze like that of a wounded fawn, full of panic. Her hands gripped the armrests of the wheelchair, the veins on the back of her hands bulging.

Just a minute after Kuang Mei entered the room, the chairman had only said "come here" to her. Before she could even prepare herself, she was subjected to a rough, passionate kiss. Although she lacked practical experience, Kuang Mei's adaptability and mental fortitude were far superior to most. She didn't make any mistakes, but this was, after all, her first kiss, and almost instinctively, she clenched her clean, white teeth.

The chairman's tongue was powerful, attempting to pry open her teeth. The attack and resistance lasted for over a minute before Kuang Mei finally slowly opened her mouth. Although it was her first kiss, since she was already there, being kissed by him was inevitable. If she couldn't even get past this hurdle, Kuang Mei wouldn't have had the courage to enter the villa. Like a dam, even a small crack can't hold back the flood. Kuang Mei was the same; they had only met for two minutes, and she hadn't even said a word to him before the man's tongue was completely inside her mouth.

This was Kuang Mei's first kiss. Whether it was voluntary or forced, no girl wouldn't be flustered during her first kiss, and Kuang Mei was no exception. She frantically curled her tongue, trying to avoid the chairman's intrusion, but in such a small space, no matter how she dodged, their tongues inevitably touched. Their eyes were less than five centimeters apart, and Kuang Mei saw the burning flames in his eyes. Her heart felt like it was being gripped tightly by a giant hand, suffocating her until she felt dizzy.

To avoid being burned by those flames, Kuang Mei slowly closed her deep, pool-like eyes, her long eyelashes trembling slightly. Kuang Mei slowly straightened her curled tongue. Since running away wouldn't change anything, she wouldn't run anymore. The road ahead was long; this was just the beginning…

Kuang Mei suddenly stopped resisting. The chairman was slightly bewildered, like a boxer who had planned a combo but whose opponent had fallen to the ground with a thud, inevitably feeling somewhat disheartened. After a few seconds of pause, he adjusted his breathing and gently licked her smooth, lingering tongue with the tip of his own, but no matter how he teased her, there was no response.

The chairman turned his face to the side, his lips pressed into an "O" shape, and entered her mouth, capturing her tongue and sucking it into his own. Kuang Mei instinctively tried to pull her tongue out, but it was quickly sucked back in, this time with even greater force.

Perhaps due to nervousness, or perhaps because her mouth was blocked, Kuang Mei felt short of breath. Her body pressed against the chairman's legs, his knees pressing against her full breasts, making her chest feel even more constricted. Kuang Mei whimpered softly, her eyes still closed, but her eyelashes trembled more violently, her pupils rolling rapidly beneath her eyelids; her heart was in turmoil.
After several back-and-forth struggles, like a tug-of-war, Kuang Mei finally surrendered, letting him suck her tongue wildly. Kuang Mei had been kissed for ten minutes, her red lips still parted, a glistening liquid dripping down, landing on the chairman's leg, leaving a small, flower-like water stain on his plain silk trousers.

From afar, it looked like a passionate kiss between lovers, but it was actually a policewoman's first kiss, a girl's first kiss, offered to a stranger for her unwavering beliefs and ideals.

For a full quarter of an hour, their lips finally parted. Kuang Mei gasped for breath, experiencing for the first time the joy of freely inhaling fresh air.

"You've never kissed another man before, right?" the chairman suddenly asked, his experience suggesting it was her first kiss, though he wasn't entirely sure.

Kuang Mei nodded, and as she did, she clearly saw a flicker of excitement cross the chairman's face.
The chairman gestured for her to stand up. "Would you be my mistress for a month?" he asked, his eyes fixed intently on Kuang Mei.

"Yes," Kuang Mei thought inwardly, cursing him for being a bastard, knowing full well what he was asking, and forcibly kissing her on their first meeting.

"There's something Xiao Li might not have told you."

"I know," Kuang Mei replied.

"What?" Kuang Mei's eyes widened, and she had to feign genuine surprise. Having taken a rarely chosen acting course in college, her expression was flawless.

"Heaven is fair; when it gives someone something, it often takes something away,"
the chairman said calmly.

"So what you need to do is let my desires be released..."

"But, but..." Kuang Mei hesitated for a moment, then said, "Then what do you want me to do?"

"Everything," the chairman said loudly.

"Everything?" Kuang Mei was even more confused, "What do you mean by everything?"

"For the next month, you must do as I command, any order, anything," the chairman said.
"Anything?" Kuang Mei finally couldn't help but ask, "What does 'anything' include? Can you name a few things first?"

"Sure," the chairman said, "Your body belongs to me."

Kuang Mei nodded. This was expected; the chairman wouldn't spend twenty million just to look at her.
"Also, you're a virgin, right?" the chairman asked.

The question was so blunt that Kuang Mei's face turned even redder. She nodded, a hint of regret creeping into her heart. In college, she had a nickname, "Snow Peak Saintess," and countless men pursued her, but none could win her heart. She regretted not just picking anyone; any one of them was better than the chairman. She could only blame herself for not thinking about that possibility back then.

"Your virgin body belongs to me," the chairman said.

"And you also have to perform whatever I want to see," the chairman continued.

"What kind of performance?" Kuang Mei tensed up again.

"Any performance," the chairman added, "Any performance I want to see."

"Could you be more specific?" Kuang Mei pressed.

"Can you dance?" the chairman asked.

"A little, but not very well," Kuang Mei breathed a sigh of relief. She had expected the chairman to make her perform something lewd, but his next words shocked her.

"You also have to have sex with other men," the chairman said.

"What! Are you kidding me?!" Kuang Mei felt a chill run down her spine; this was something she hadn't expected.

The chairman looked at her with a smile. Kuang Mei's shocked expression was genuine. "This isn't a joke. I paid twenty million. This is your job, your mission..."

"Why, why are you doing this?" Kuang Mei's voice rose slightly.

"I like to immerse myself in the role," the chairman said.

"What do you mean by immersion?" Kuang Mei asked, puzzled.

"You're the woman I like. Watching others make love to you, I fantasize that I'm the man. This is my way of finding release and pleasure..." the chairman said casually. Such a perverted and absurd thing coming from his mouth sounded as ordinary and simple as it could be.
Kuang Mei hesitated. She had entered this room with unwavering confidence and dauntless courage, but the harm she was about to suffer far exceeded her expectations. What should she do? Should she persevere or retreat? Kuang Mei was fiercely struggling internally.

"Think it through. If you don't want to, you can leave now. But if you choose to stay, for the next month, you must do exactly as I say. When I kissed you just now, you didn't react at all, cold as a puppet. If you can't ignite your desire during sex, I'll make you keep doing it until I'm satisfied," the chairman continued.

The chairman's words stung Kuang Mei. "You're a psychopath!" She turned sharply and walked towards the door.
"Think carefully. If you walk out this door, you'll lose everything you want, forever," the chairman said loudly.
It was only a dozen steps from the center of the room to the door. Kuang Mei took her first few large steps, but by the sixth or seventh, her steps became smaller and slower.

Her blood rushed to her head, and Kuang Mei's face was even redder than when she had been forcibly kissed. She felt ashamed; if she stepped out of this door, she would never be able to hold her head high again.

Kuang Mei stopped just one step from the door. China was no longer the China of twenty years ago. Perhaps all young people thought this way then, but in this era of rampant money and materialism, her thoughts seemed so ridiculous. Yet, among the masses, there were some outliers, and Kuang Mei was one of them.

Kuang Mei slowly turned around, the blush fading from her face, replaced by a sickly pallor, adding to her cold and aloof beauty. She saw the chairman beckoning to her again, just as he had when she entered the room. She lifted her legs, feeling as if they were made of lead, so heavy, yet she still walked step by step back to where she had started.
"You've thought it through, have you agreed?" The chairman, usually so composed, now wore a slight smile that betrayed his smugness.

"Yes," Kuang Mei replied calmly.

"Don't be afraid, tonight will be a night we'll never forget." The chairman held her hand. "Smile, cheer up."

Kuang Mei forced a smile, a formulaic one, as fake as could be. Only now did she realize how clumsy her once-prized acting was.

The chairman clasped his hands together, covering Kuang Mei's hands. "Your hands are hard." Although Kuang Mei's hands were slender with long, thin fingers, they were certainly harder than those of white-collar women.

The chairman gently placed her hands on his chest. "Your nails should be better manicured, and then painted with some silver-red nail polish; it would look even better."

However, this unadorned naturalness was always the most beautiful.

The chairman pulled her hand to his chest. "Unbutton my shirt."

Kuang Mei fumbled with one hand, unbuttoning each button. The chairman's chest was exposed; he was very physically fit, so his chest muscles were quite developed, and a thick row of black hair starting from his neck gave him a strong, wild power.

The chairman held her hand to one side of his chest, then took her other hand and placed it on the other side. He pressed his index fingers and thumbs against Kuang Mei's index fingers and thumbs, gently stroking them, making Kuang Mei's fingers move along with his...

Kuang Mei understood; he wanted her to touch his nipples. After a few circles, the chairman gently withdrew his hand. Kuang Mei didn't stop. The chairman had already said she was as cold as a puppet; if he lost interest in her and had no chance to get close to him, the sacrifice would be worthless.

The chairman put his arm around her waist, and Kuang Mei slowly leaned towards him. The chairman's hand moved up a little, to the limit of his shoulder extension. Kuang Mei understood his meaning and slowly bent her waist. The chairman tilted his head back, and their faces drew closer and closer. The moment Kuang Mei closed her eyes, their lips met again…
Perhaps because it was their second kiss, the tension and fear were lessened. Kuang Mei was still a little flustered, but she gave the chairman an incredibly wonderful experience.

After a long kiss, the chairman wrapped his arms around her snow-white neck and pressed her face down further. Kuang Mei didn't bend her legs. When her face moved to the chairman's chest, her high, round buttocks were already higher than her head. Fortunately, Kuang Mei's body was extremely flexible, and even in this strange position, she maintained her balance very well.

"Lick my nipple." This time, Kuang Mei didn't immediately understand the chairman's intention, so he had to remind her. Kuang Mei's cheek was pressed against the dark chest hair, making her face itchy. A small, dark brown nipple, about the size of a mung bean, was right in front of her. Licking it required a great deal of courage. After hesitating for a dozen seconds, she finally slowly extended her tongue and gently licked the nipple. She immediately noticed the chairman's body twitch.

"Don't stop," the chairman said urgently. Kuang Mei had no choice but to keep touching the erect nipple with her tongue. Soon, she found that the nipple had hardened considerably.

But the chairman quickly became unsatisfied. He pressed down on the back of Kuang Mei's head, "Put it in your mouth." With a forceful movement, Kuang Mei's entire face was pressed against his chest.

Kuang Mei opened her alluring red lips and took the hard nipple into her mouth. Soon after, the chairman told her to suck harder. She suppressed her disgust and did as he said.

Before the chairman was confined to a wheelchair, he enjoyed having women lick his nipples during sex. Sometimes, when he was tired and didn't want to have sex, he would use this method to relax. Kuang Mei's stimulation was immense for him; he would occasionally let out a soft moan.
The chairman's gaze passed over Kuang Mei's back and landed on her high, protruding buttocks. Her white trousers weren't too tight, but because of this position, the curves of her buttocks, covered by the thin fabric, were fully revealed. Kuang Mei's buttocks were firm, perky, and round, and the chairman had a strong urge to caress them.

A woman he had once truly loved flashed through his mind; her buttocks were just as beautiful. Soon, his face turned somewhat pale, because every time he thought of her, another scene would follow, and every time this happened, his mood would plummet to its lowest point.

A strong force shoved Kuang Mei's shoulder, catching her off guard, and she stumbled back three steps. She saw the chairman's gaze turn fierce, like a cheetah poised to pounce. Kuang Mei didn't know why he was acting this way; all she could do was observe.

Gradually, the fierce light in the chairman's eyes faded, and his expression returned to calm. "Did I scare you? I was thinking about some unpleasant things from the past. Don't be afraid, it has nothing to do with you." The chairman then gestured for Kuang Mei to come closer.

Kuang Mei approached the chairman again.

Almost an hour had passed since she entered the room, and Kuang Mei was still fully clothed. She was dressed conservatively today; if there was a sleeveless top, she had chosen a short-sleeved one, and if there was a skirt, she had worn trousers. Except for half of her arms, the rest of her body was completely covered. But whether she dressed conservatively or sexily, whether she wore trousers that took some effort to remove or a skirt that would reveal her cleavage if lifted up, Kuang Mei would face the same final result.

"Kneel before me, and I'll help you take off your clothes," the chairman said. Although he was very close to Kuang Mei, she was 1.71 meters tall, and the chairman had to exert considerable effort to reach her collar. Removing her clothes like that would be incredibly strenuous…

Kuang Mei didn't move. It wasn't that she was afraid of having her clothes removed; that was inevitable, and even if she were asked to remove them herself, she wouldn't hesitate much. Kuang Mei didn't move because of the humiliating act of "kneeling." When bad guys grab good guys, they always force them to kneel as a sign of submission. Although the chairman didn't actually mean that by making her kneel, it was still somewhat difficult to accept .

"Kneel down," the chairman's voice rose considerably. "I hope I won't repeat myself."

Kuang Mei bent her knees and slowly knelt down. Having come this far, she could only grit her teeth and endure the humiliation. As she touched the ground, the chairman reached his hands to Kuang Mei's collar and unbuttoned the first metallic brass button.

As if handling a work of art, the chairman's hands were steady, his movements like a slow-motion scene in a movie. When the first button was undone, he saw the top edge of her light gray bra and a deep cleavage…

The chairman recalled that her job application stated a bust size of 37E. Now he knew he was wrong; Kuang Mei's bra was indeed a 37E, but her actual size exceeded 37F, and she could even wear a 37G bra without any problem.

After entering university, Kuang Mei's breasts continued to grow, but because she was studying at a police academy, her overly full breasts would be a burden in physical training classes or when learning grappling and combat. Therefore, from her freshman year, Kuang Mei wore bras made of extremely thin fabric, at least one size smaller than her actual bust size. Although her breasts were constantly compressed, at least it allowed her to move much more nimbly.

A woman's breast beauty isn't determined by size; the key is shape. Ever since seeing Kuang Mei through the glass, the chairman had been wondering what shape her breasts would be—hemispherical, peach-shaped, pear-shaped, or some other shape? Now the mystery was right before him, and his mouth went dry…

The second button was undone, revealing about half of her breast to the chairman's eyes. The shape was gradually becoming clearer; judging from the cleavage and surrounding shape, her breasts were hemispherical or peach-shaped, but since her bra was still on, a final conclusion couldn't be drawn.

Soon, the third button was also undone, and her entire breast, still bra-covered, protruded from the open blouse. The chairman noticed that the bra couldn't completely conceal her breasts; white, jade-like flesh was exposed from all sides, further confirming that the 37E size was definitely wrong.

Kuang Mei tightly pursed her thin red lips, her heart pounding, but her face remained calm. For the first time, she had opened her chest to a man; although not completely naked, under his burning gaze, she felt as if she were already utterly naked.
The fourth and fifth buttons followed, faster than before. Soon, Kuang Mei's shirt was completely open, revealing her breasts and a slight indentation in her lower abdomen. With each breath, the outline of her ribs was faintly visible. Her waist was incredibly slender; the lines of her body widened at her breasts, then contracted sharply at her waist, before expanding outwards again. Full breasts, a slender waist, and rounded hips—this curve was breathtakingly beautiful. Even the small navel on her flat stomach evoked endless fantasies.
The chairman stared for a long time, feeling that Kuang Mei's body possessed a unique beauty. She had not an ounce of excess fat; even when squatting, her abdomen showed no wrinkles. This was entirely due to the intense training she received during her three years at the police academy, which gave her body a very special, three-dimensional, dynamic beauty—a healthy, natural beauty that couldn't be achieved by simply doing rhythmic gymnastics.

The chairman grabbed Kuang Mei's arm, lifted her up, and then gently tugged at her sleeve. Once the sleeve was off her arm, he lifted her by the collar and flicked her wrist. The white shirt, like a light snowflake, slowly fell from mid-air, and Kuang Mei's heart fell with the falling garment.

The chairman looked at her bra; the clasp was at the back, and judging from the shape, it was most likely hemispherical. This was extremely rare. Among the countless beauties he had seen, almost none possessed perfectly hemispherical breasts. Even Xiao Li, whose breasts were beautifully shaped, was still peach-shaped. Hemispherical breasts existed in Western women, but many were created through plastic surgery; Kuang Mei's breasts, however, were absolutely natural.

The chairman pointed to her back, and Ah Zhong, understanding, pushed the wheelchair around to her back. The chairman noticed that Kuang Mei's back was also remarkably beautiful. Like her front, it followed a graceful arc from shoulder to waist to hips, radiating outwards, then contracting, and then radiating again. Although her lower back wasn't exposed, the lines were still incredibly smooth. A shallow, layered groove ran between her slightly protruding shoulder blades, creating a sense of depth and dimension, unlike some women whose backs were completely flat.

Kuang Mei felt two fingers touch her back and instinctively leaned forward. The fingers followed quickly, and Kuang Mei felt a sudden release in her chest; her bra had been unhooked.

Ah Zhong pushed the chairman back to Kuang Mei. The unhooked bra still hung on her breasts. The chairman took a deep breath, using two fingers to lift the bra's connecting part, holding his breath, and slowly lifted it upwards.

He first saw the lower part of her breasts, then nearly half of them were exposed. Further up, he finally saw her erect nipples. In that instant, the chairman was struck dumb, his hand holding the bra frozen in place.
Even though the bra hadn't completely left her breasts, their shape was already clearly visible. The length of Kuang Mei's breast protrusion was equal to the radius of her breast base, and the boundary of the bulge was distinct, forming a perfectly rounded hemisphere. Although freed from the bra's constraints, the shape remained unaffected; the two breasts pressed tightly together, naturally forming a deep cleavage.

Generally, breasts freed from any restraint will sag or spread to the sides. No matter how full the breasts are, a deep cleavage can only be formed by the pressure of a bra or by pressing the sides of the breasts with one's hands. While Kuang Mei's breasts exceeded 37F, they showed no signs of sagging, remaining almost horizontally forward without spreading to the sides. This naturally formed cleavage was something even the chairman had never seen before.

Xiao Li, standing nearby, also saw Kuang Mei's exposed breasts. She had always thought her breasts were the most beautiful, but now she had to admit they couldn't compare to Kuang Mei's. Not only had her breasts been fondled by countless men, but they had also been inferior to Kuang Mei's in the past. The jealousy in her eyes intensified.

If that were all, it wouldn't be enough to shock the chairman so much. What was most peculiar was that her breasts were so white, full, round, and firm, yet the nipples were extremely small, and the faint pink areolas around them were no bigger than a one-yuan coin.
The intense excitement overwhelmed the chairman. His trembling hand suddenly grasped Kuang Mei's breasts, his thumb and forefinger pinching the buds at the peaks. He had touched Kuang Mei's hand earlier, and it was cold. He hadn't expected that her breasts, which should have been hot, would feel cool to the touch. It seemed that her coldness wasn't just on her beautiful appearance, but also on her body...
Kuang Mei's breasts were smooth, like the finest silk. If you placed your hand on them, they would slide down smoothly without any force. They were also very elastic, even a little "firm." Their elasticity was greater than any breast the chairman had ever touched. When he grasped them, the hemispherical shape didn't change much; they still stood proudly upright.

In fact, if Kuang Mei hadn't worn a smaller bra during her freshman year of college, her breasts would definitely have reached 37g. The consistently tight bra, like an ancient corset, restricted breast development to some extent, making Kuang Mei's breasts half a size smaller. But if left to grow naturally, Kuang Mei's breasts might not be as perfectly round as they are now, nor as firm and elastic.

The unsupported bra fell down, blocking the chairman's view, but his hand still gripped the upper part of her breast tightly. His blood rushed to his head, and his grip on her breast tightened...

Exposing her breasts to a man for the first time, and having them gripped so tightly, Kuang Mei's cheeks flushed crimson with extreme shyness. His hand squeezed harder and harder; though hidden by the bra, Kuang Mei was certain his fingers were deeply embedded in her breast flesh. The skin of her breasts, untouched by a man, was as thin as a cicada's wing, incredibly sensitive. Even a light touch would cause intense stimulation, let alone such a forceful grasp. Waves of pain shot through her, and Kuang Mei's crescent-shaped eyebrows furrowed. Her fists clenched again, the veins on the back of her hands bulging once more…

Blinded by lust, the chairman's fingers tightened their grip

. Kuang Mei, unable to bear the pain any longer, leaned back, her breasts slipping from his grasp. His hand grasping empty air, the chairman lost his balance and fell to the ground. "Why did you pull away?" the chairman said angrily.

"You hurt me," Kuang Mei explained.

"Is that so?" The chairman was somewhat bewildered by his earlier roughness. He reached out again, lifting her bra. Sure enough, he saw several fading red marks on her hemispherical breasts. "I'll be gentler." The bra passed over Kuang Mei's head and landed beside her.

The chairman's hands landed on her breasts again, but this time more gently. His hands circled the spherical edges of her breasts a few times, then slipped into the deep cleavage, grasping each breast from the inside out. Finally, after a few more circles, his hands rested on the erect nipples, skillfully flicking the tiny, bean-sized nipples with his fingers.

For some reason, Kuang Mei had blushed when he forcibly kissed her, and even when the chairman mentioned the word "erection." Now, with her upper body completely naked, and her breasts being caressed by a man for the first time in her life, the blush on her face gradually faded, replaced by a sickly pallor.

"Your heart is beating very fast," the chairman said.

Kuang Mei didn't speak. She was naturally introverted, and with her breasts being touched, her heart was filled with bitterness; what could she say?

"Are you nervous?" the chairman asked, still playing with her nipples.

Kuang Mei nodded. There was no point in hiding it; she thought any virgin would be nervous the first time her nipples were touched.

"Do you feel anything when I touch your nipples?" the chairman asked again.

Kuang Mei's lips moved, as if she wanted to say something but didn't.

"From now on, you must answer whatever I ask you. This is one of the orders," the chairman said. "I'll ask you one more time, how does it feel when I touch your nipples?"

"A little itchy," Kuang Mei told the truth.

"Anything else?" the chairman pressed.

Kuang Mei thought for a moment and said, "Nothing else..." Although she had other feelings, such as wanting to jump up and punch him hard in the face, could she say that?

"Have you thought about what kind of boyfriend or husband you want?" the chairman asked again. He rarely talked so much with women, including Xiao Li, but he was incredibly curious about this icy beauty. Even though he had taken off her clothes, he still wanted to peel back her layers and see her whole heart.

"I haven't thought about it," Kuang Mei said.

"You're not an eighteen-year-old girl anymore, how could you not have thought about it?" the chairman said.

Kuang Mei was speechless. She really hadn't thought about this question much, but to say she had never thought about it would be a lie. Back then, she had fantasized about her Prince Charming: tall, handsome, dashing, and most importantly, possessing a strong sense of justice, hating evil, and sharing the same ideals as her.

Kuang Mei regretted once again saving her first kiss and virginity for this devil. But then she thought, if she weren't a virgin, perhaps she wouldn't have had the chance to get close to the chairman. She also thought, if she had a boyfriend, even though she had given her first kiss and virginity to the one she loved, how could she face him after being violated by another man? Thinking of this, Kuang Mei felt a little better.

"Think about it," the chairman prompted.

"Tall, handsome, dashing, and also…" She stopped herself in time; if she said something about a strong sense of justice, wouldn't that arouse the chairman's suspicion?

"What else?" the chairman pressed.

"And… he also has to be rich." Kuang Mei thought for a moment; only this explanation could make sense of why she accepted his conditions.

"Ha!" the chairman laughed. "That's quite honest, but you'll soon not need this clause anymore, because you'll have enough money to last a lifetime."

Kuang Mei forced a smile. Although she had lived a poor life since childhood, she had always been indifferent to money. She couldn't understand why some women would sell themselves for money, like Xiao Li. If it were her, even if the chairman raised the price tenfold or a hundredfold, she wouldn't let him touch a single hair on her head.

"Have you ever thought about having sex with a man in your life?" the chairman asked again.

Kuang Mei shook her head. "No."

"Then you have a problem," the chairman said.

Kuang Mei didn't understand his words.

"A twenty-one-year-old woman who has never had sexual desire, isn't that a problem?" the chairman said.

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