【Passionate Undercurrents Series: Wife's Chaos】(19) Author: Yi Ming

Author: Yi Ming
Word Count: 13630

(19)

Should a person who seeks revenge be unforgiving?

At this moment, Mei Ying had just escaped danger, but she turned around and bit back, completely ignoring the fact that Xin Yan and I were giving her subtle signals,
hoping that she would quickly end the matter and leave.

"Go open the door and tell them that we are busy and that they should come back later."

The head of security took out a handkerchief to wipe the sweat from his forehead, pointed to a security guard who was closest to the door, and told him
to quickly deal with the person outside.

The security guard opened the door a crack and was about to say something to the outside when the iron door was suddenly pushed open. He
fell backward and almost fell to the ground.

The boy's mother stepped into the door with a fierce aura, followed by the boy named Xiao Hua.

"You've come at the right time! None of you have escaped!"

Every word Xiao Hua's mother said was like a cold arrow shot from between her teeth, making people feel
a chill even in the hot weather.

"Miss, can't you see we're busy here? Could you wait outside for a moment?"

The security guard, barely suppressing his temper, explained politely to the uninvited guest.

"Wait my ass! Meiying, weren't you in the fitting room just now?!"

Xiaohua's mother turned to the flustered Meiying and asked sharply.

"No, no..."

Meiying managed to slip out of the fitting room, but unexpectedly, a Cheng Yaojin appeared halfway and was forced into
the security room. Having just escaped danger, she didn't expect the boy's mother to come back and block her
in the door again.

"You're still not honest?! Tell me what you did to my son?!"

"Oh, aren't you the lady who came to our fitting room looking for my son just now?"

Knowing things were about to go wrong, she quickly stepped in to smooth things over.

"Yes, yes. Didn't your son find you later? What does this have to do with Meiying?"

Xinyan also pretended to be confused and covered for Meiying.

"Oh, and these two friends, what great friends! Doing such a shameless thing, and even getting
their cronies to act as lookouts!"

"Hey, hey, who are you talking about? Don't just start cursing without knowing the facts!"

"I don't know the facts? Fine, I'll show you what this is!"

The woman suddenly pulled a bundle of stockings from her bag and tossed it open in the air.

The flesh-colored pantyhose fluttered proudly in the air like a victory flag, as if to announce
Meiying's utter defeat.

"Close the door quickly. Tell me what happened!"

The head of security was a smart man after all. When he saw the legendary stockings magically appear from the sky,
his eyes lit up like he had grasped a lifeline.

"This shameless bastard, this bitch, molested my son!"

Xiaohua's mother pointed at the dejected Meiying and screamed.

"What, what? Molesting a minor is a very serious matter, a crime. But what
evidence ?"

The head security guard looked surprised, glancing at Meiying, Xinyan, and me, a glint of
cunning . Several junior security guards also began to whisper among themselves.

"Meiying, which fitting room were you hiding in just now? Was it the one next to theirs?"

The woman ignored the head security guard's words and took a step closer to Meiying, continuing to ask.

"Don't rush to ask her. I want to ask you if you caught her molesting your son on the spot."

"I didn't on the spot, but I have ample evidence!"

"Then tell me your evidence first."

The head security guard coaxed the woman.

"Alright, let me tell you the whole story. I couldn't find my son after I came out of the fitting room,
and I circled your mall for ages without seeing him. Then I thought Xiaohua might be waiting for me, so I
went back to the women's fitting room. I clearly heard my son's voice and
a . In my haste, I knocked on the wrong door and saw that scumbag couple, and that bitch
got away. Thank goodness, she didn't get far before you caught her..."

"Hey, hey, ma'am, stop calling them 'scumbag couple' and 'bitch.' I listened for a while
and couldn't figure out what Meiying had to do with this."

I interrupted her immediately when I heard her using such offensive language.

"Of course you can't figure it out! Because you were covering for her!"

The woman turned around and glared at Xinyan and me with disdain.

"Don't be impatient, let her finish."

The head of security raised his hand to stop me when he saw I was about to speak again.

"Think about it, do you think I would mistake my son's voice? Well, I knocked on the wrong door and just entered those
two's fitting room, and in the blink of an eye, my son popped out from behind me, and then this shameless woman was
caught right next to me. She must be the woman who was talking in that fitting room!"

"You've been talking for so long, it's all just wild guessing, the more you listen, the more absurd it sounds,"

Xin Yan said angrily, straightening up.

"Absurd?! Are you blind? Can't you see what this is?!"

The woman held the stocking in the air again, waving it excitedly.

"It's just a stocking, what does that prove?"

I asked suspiciously.

"I'm not afraid of you laughing at me," the woman said,
pulling . "After I found my son, I came to the security room with you, but we were locked out.
When I took him to get some fast food, I noticed he was very restless. Do you know what he asked me later?! He asked me
why some women shave their pubic hair!"

"Shave? Shave what?!"

the security chief asked, blinking his eyes.

"Shave pubic hair! He asked me why some women shave their pubic hair, saying it looks better! He also asked me
why I don't shave my pubic hair!"

The woman became more and more agitated, pausing to breathe heavily.

"Go on, go on,"

the security chief said, glancing at Meiying, whose face was flushed red, a look of sudden realization dawning on him. He
must have contacted the young woman who had used Meiying's lack of body hair as evidence to complain about her exposing herself in public,
but whose claim had been rendered unconvincing by the mysterious disappearance of her stockings. He was terrified by Meiying's counterattack when,
in the blink of an eye the elusive stockings appeared out of nowhere and delivered themselves to his door.

"What does this prove? Kids these days mature so early, and besides, there are those kinds of pictures everywhere online."

Seeing the situation getting worse, I quickly tried to defend Meiying.

"Who's like you, born but unsupervised? My child is very well-behaved. Meiying, you
've a little bitch. I thought going to university in a big city would help you learn something, but old habits die hard! Look at
yourself today, dressed like a bitch, who else could it be but you?!"

The woman rushed forward, trying to hit Meiying, but a quick-thinking security guard grabbed her.

"Hey, ma'am, don't do it, don't do it. Can you give me some evidence?"

The head of security said, "Don't do it," but gave the younger guard a look, signaling him to release the boy's mother.

"Okay, you want evidence, right? This stocking was found on my son. Smell it,
the semen smell on it, and of course, the stench of a cunt. I just checked my
son , and his genitals also smelled of semen and a cunt! Don't you think that counts as evidence?!"

Xiaohua's mother said, looking around the room excitedly as she accused him.

"Please calm down, please calm down..."

I tried to calm the woman down, but she ruthlessly interrupted me. I thought to myself
, didn't Meiying give the boy oral sex later? How come his genitals still smell like her secretions?

"Not excited? How could I not be excited?! I raised my son with such difficulty, and this
bitch ruined him first. You little slut, didn't you just get married? Did your husband not fuck you well enough, so
you ran off to find some wild food outside?! Fuck your mother's cunt, there are plenty of men out there, why did you have to go after my son?!"

The boy's mother unintentionally said "first," she must have been burning with jealousy that Meiying had gotten to taste her son first.

"Xiaohua's mom, you, you misunderstood... I, I didn't..."

Meiying suddenly started to defend herself.

"You're still denying it! Tell me what you did to my son in the fitting room?! How about this,
tell if you shaved your pubic hair or not? If not, then I'll pretend I misunderstood you, is that alright?"

Xiaohua's mom said this, and I thought to myself, "Oh no." Those security guards had all seen what happened to Meiying.
They should all know by now, and even understand that Meiying wasn't wrongly accused of exposing herself earlier
.

"What you're saying... this... Mao's matter is very important, but the problem is it involves personal privacy,
and we can't ."

The security chief, who already knew about Meiying's situation, deliberately feigned ignorance.

"Isn't that easy to prove?! Let me..."

The boy's mother threw down the stockings she was holding and pounced on Meiying with lightning speed, pulling
up the hem of her skirt. Meiying reacted quickly this time, immediately grabbing the hem of her skirt with both hands and pulling it down, but unexpectedly,
her body was bumped by the middle-aged, overweight body, and with those 6-inch high heels, she stumbled
and fell to the ground with a "thud."

Meiying, perhaps stunned by the fall, let go of the hem of her skirt and tried to get up.
Unexpectedly, the boy's mother held on tightly to the hem of the skirt, instantly lifting the red elastic pencil skirt all the way
up to her waist.

"What a slut... not even wearing underwear... is she ready to be fucked anytime...?"

The boy's mother cursed, panting, as she looked at Meiying's exposed white belly. Xinyan lunged forward to
pull the boy's mother away, but only managed to knock her to the ground, falling down with her.

I stood there helplessly, facing the three women rolling around in a heap, unsure of
who to pull away from. By this time, the boy's mother had pulled her entire skirt over Meiying's chest, using it to wrap Meiying's head and
arms inside, and pressing her voluptuous body against her.

Meiying's upper body was almost immobilized; she could only kick her legs helplessly, quickly kicking off her 6-inch
red high heels. Her snow-white, full breasts swayed violently like water, and on her enlarged
areolas, two light brown nipples pointed skyward like cigarette holders. Meiying's smooth, fleshy mounds moved up and down repeatedly,
her fair, plump thighs facing all the men in the room. The dark color peeking out from the cleft between her thighs was
particularly striking. In her struggle, the wrinkled flesh that had been curled up like a slit would sometimes peek
out , and then it would stick back up.

Her female genitalia, which were originally very concealed, appeared particularly prominent because they had lost the cover of hair, and were now
being forced to be completely exposed to strangers. Watching the woman I had already possessed being humiliated like this, I felt
inexplicably excited.

"Let, let me go!"

Meiying's shrill scream came from under her skirt.

"Still shaving, shameless... Let everyone see your stinking cunt... Look carefully... I told
you not to deny it!"

The boy's mother tightly wrapped Meiying's arms and head with red cloth, trying to present her naked body to the men in the room as much as
possible , ignoring the fact that her plump buttocks, which were covered by flesh-colored underwear, were also completely
exposed from under her skirt.

"Let go, let go! Are you crazy?"

Xin Yan, who had fallen to the ground with the boy's mother, pulled hard on her arm. Her fair buttocks
were exposed from under her swaying skirt, the fabric of her light pink panties bunching up at the back and wedged into her plump buttocks
.

Apart from the shouts of the three women, the men in the room were silent. The security guards stared wide-eyed
at the almost completely naked body and two white buttocks. The boy named Xiao Hua even
squatted down, staring intently at the details of Aunt Mei Ying's exposed body, as if trying to
see clearly .

Xin Yan, seeing that she couldn't move the boy's mother no matter what she did, sat up helplessly and realized that she had also become
the object of . She quickly straightened her skirt. She glanced at me, standing motionless, and
opened her mouth as if to say something, then shook her head helplessly. Turning her head again, she saw Meiying's exposed, pitiful state and immediately lunged forward to cover her
naked chest and abdomen. She placed her palm on the mound of flesh, her fingers pressed together, covering the
dark flesh and cutting off the men's unrestrained gazes. Unbeknownst to them, a few unsettling details of a woman
slipped through her slender fingers.

"Alright, alright. Stop hitting them, stop hitting them. They all look like educated people; this is outrageous.
Go pull them apart."

The head of security, who had been quietly watching for a while without saying a word, had had enough of his appreciation and immediately ordered his men to pull
the three women apart.

"Let go of me, pull that woman first!"

Two security guards rushed forward and dragged Xin Yan up. Seeing the naked woman on the ground, now exposed to the men's eyes again
, Xin Yan struggled and screamed angrily. The security guard who rushed to pull the boy's mother seemed to have skipped breakfast
, pulling her half-heartedly.

Taking advantage of Xin Yan's struggles, the other two security guards kept groping her chest and buttocks. The remaining
two security guards stepped forward, each grabbing one of Mei Ying's legs, trying to drag her out from under the boy's mother.
Seeing their posture, the woman gripped the fabric of her skirt tightly with both hands and rolled to the side.
As a result, the entire skirt was pulled off Mei Ying's head.

Mei Ying's previously styled hair was almost disheveled. She sat up in a panic,
frantically adjusting her posture, trying to cover her naked body. Her legs, pressed together, concealed her genitals
, and her arms could only be used to press down on the two magnificent mounds of white flesh on her chest, which were erect as if in heat, while
most of her smooth, white breasts were exposed from under her armpits.

For a woman, there is nothing more shameful than being completely exposed in front of others. At this moment, Meiying
was facing both strangers and acquaintances; facing both men and women, she could only curl up her naked
body as much as possible.

If she hadn't been so persistent in arguing with the security guard, Meiying should have been able to escape
unscathed . Last night, because the bride was mistakenly raped, Dawei demanded an exorbitant amount of compensation, and then
, emboldened by his position, forced Xinyan to rape him. But he never imagined that his wife would perform oral sex on a stranger on their wedding night, and then
sleep in another man's bed. He could never have imagined that Meiying, naked and like a freshly skinned and slaughtered female
animal, was being looked down upon and stared at by well-dressed humans.

"Alright, you all saw it, right? You saw it clearly. It must be this slut who let my son see her stinking
cunt, her shaved cunt. Otherwise, why would my son ask me about shaving his cunt? And
those stockings, that stinking cunt wore stockings! Right?!"

The bright red, elastic, tight-fitting skirt was held tightly in the boy's mother's arms like a trophy. She circled around
Meiying, who was curled up on the ground trembling, panting and cursing.

"Give her some clothes first, you're all educated people."

The head of security winked at the security guard closest to the boy's mother. The young security guard immediately went up to try to
snatch the skirt from the boy's mother's arms.

"Shameless, stinking bitch, why are you still wearing clothes? Let everyone see your naked butt. Hurry up and tell me
what you did to my son!"

The boy's mother dodged the young security guard's hands while swinging the skirt like a whip, lashing it at Meiying
's head and naked body. Xinyan rushed forward and tried several times but failed to grab the dress. She
then threw herself on top of the naked Meiying, shielding her from the boy's mother's beatings.

The head security guard glared at the junior guard who was following the boy's mother around, not putting in any real effort. Startled, he
immediately rushed forward and pulled hard, finally managing to grab the dress. Another security guard quickly rushed over and pushed the boy's
mother aside.

"We have witnesses and evidence. What do you say we do?"

The boy's mother bent down, picked up the stockings from the floor, threw them on the table where the registration book was placed, and glared back at
Meiying, who was squatting on the floor, trembling as she put on the dress with Xinyan's help.

Suddenly, the phone rang in the room. The screen
of the phone Meiying had casually placed on the coffee table lit up. Xinyan quickly stood up, rushed over, picked up her own phone, glanced at the
number on the screen, and her expression turned serious.

"Hello, oh, yes, it's you… oh, I'm sorry… we have some
things to do … okay…"

Xinyan stammered into the phone.

"Is that Dawei?"

I asked as I stepped forward. Xinyan quickly covered the phone's receiver, awkwardly gesturing to me that
the boy's mother was still nearby.

"Dawei has a lot of ideas. Why don't we have him come over?"

I told Xinyan my idea, and seeing her glance at Meiying, who was still squatting on the ground, I continued
into the phone...

"Hey, Dawei, where are you... Why don't you come over here? We're in this mall over there... Yes,
right here... Meiying is here too... When you get here, just come to the security room... Don't ask any questions, just come
over ... Okay, okay... We'll wait for you."

As she hung up, a complicated expression flashed across Xinyan's face.

"Is that Meiying's husband? He should have come to see what kind of monster he married!"

The boy's mother glanced at Xinyan and me, saying irritably.

Suddenly, a red shadow jumped up from the ground and darted towards the door like an arrow.

"Oh dear, this little bitch is trying to run away, stop her!"

Seeing that the barefoot Meiying had already reached for the doorknob, the boy's mother immediately rushed over.

"Hey, you can't leave! Grab her!"

the head security guard shouted, pointing to the guard closest to the door. The guard nimbly lunged forward, using his body to hold the door
shut and slapping Meiying's hand off the doorknob. Another guard rushed over, grabbed
Meiying around the waist, spun her around, and then threw her to the ground.

Still unwilling to give up, Meiying jumped up again and started kicking and scratching at the two guards holding the door.

"Put her in handcuffs! We've already got the basics clear. Her running away is obviously out of fear of punishment,
and now the problem is even clearer!"

the head security guard shouted sternly. Upon receiving the clear order, the two guards quickly subdued Meiying,
twisting her arms behind her back and shoving her to the window in the innermost wall. One guard stepped
forward with handcuffs, first cuffing one of Meiying's wrists, then simultaneously handcuffing the other hand to the highest
horizontal bar of the window frame.

"Molesting a minor is a crime. After taking a statement from the victim, we'll immediately transfer her to the police station,"

the security guard said in a businesslike tone, his gaze sweeping over Meiying.

Meiying, with one hand suspended high in the air, struggled to stand on tiptoe, looking at the others in the room with a panicked expression.
Her body, suspended on that side, was forced to stretch, causing her skirt, which had just reached her buttocks, to ride up diagonally. Meiying
first tried to pull down the fabric on that side with her free hand, but gave up because she couldn't get any
strength , the fleshy mound beneath her bare pubic area, which should have been hidden between her legs, was now fully exposed, with
the dark V-shaped tip sticking out like a tongue from the front.

"I told you to shave your pubic hair! Now you can see it clearly! Let her husband see this slut's shameless appearance!
Even her clitoris is showing, it's utterly disgraceful!"

The boy's mother stepped forward, patted Meiying's cheek, took a step back, deliberately bent over, and gave her
naked female genitalia a disdainful look.

Whether from shame or fear, Meiying began to sob softly. Although unable to bend over to see the horrific state of her exposed
private parts , when she heard Xiaohua's mother curse her in the local dialect that her "cunt core was exposed," Meiying frantically
tried to push those most suggestive parts of her body back inside with her fingertips, but
to no avail due to the combined effects of wetness and gravity. She could only cover her private parts with her hands, trying to
extend to the very bottom of her torso. Then, she tiptoed and laboriously turned her body around, covering her buttocks with her hands.

In feudal times, rulers often subjected women to punishment by stripping them naked, exploiting women's shame about being naked
to enhance the intimidation effect on the offender, their family, and the general public. I never imagined that after so many years into the 21st
century , a similar scene would appear before my very eyes. In feudal times, it was mostly only
the upper body of women that was exposed, but now even a woman's most private genitals are being displayed to the public.

"Could you cover her up a bit? She's a woman, after all; it's not good to be exposed like that. And when her husband
comes, if he sees her like this, it won't be good for you two."

I could hardly bear to watch anymore, but seeing the head of security's anger earlier, I had to suppress my normal male
physiological reaction and politely suggest it to him. Upon hearing someone mention her husband, Meiying, hanging from the window frame,
tensed up, her exposed back muscles tensing. She stretched her hand, covering her buttocks, down as if trying to
cover .

"Or I'll go buy Meiying some underwear,"

Xinyan said softly, glancing down at herself, realizing she had no extra clothes.

"I don't think that's necessary. The suspect's unusual way of dressing is crucial evidence in this case.
If anyone tries to destroy the evidence, I won't allow it."

The head of security had already sat down behind his desk, comfortably leaning back in his executive chair, lighting a cigarette and
leisurely puffing out smoke as he spoke. Hearing him refer to Meiying as a suspect, I inwardly groaned. Meiying
's escape had completely changed the nature of the situation. I cursed him inwardly for abusing his power for personal gain; he must be retaliating against
Meiying for threatening to complain to the mall about him, making him look so pathetic.

"Yeah! Let her be exposed like that, what's a slut afraid of! Especially that cunt, it's definitely
the weapon she used to molest my son, a tool of crime, living evidence! Her husband should have a good look, let's see
how this little bitch tries to deny it then!"

Seeing that the security chief's attitude was in line with her revenge, the boy's mother immediately chimed in smugly.

"At least cover up the woman's private parts, it's so uncivilized."

I was still trying my best to persuade her.

"Oh, look how anxious you are, it's not like she's your wife."

The boy's mother retorted, first giving me a fierce glare, then
glaring .

"It's not good for her to be left hanging like this, you should go and meet Dawei, in case he can't find this place. You need to
bring him here quickly."

It was the first time Xinyan had witnessed someone being subjected to coercive measures, and then she saw a woman's genitals being exposed for public display, which
greatly frightened her. As soon as I finished speaking, she nodded repeatedly, instinctively protecting her lower abdomen with her hands,
and ran out the door.

"Let's take your statement first."

The head of security picked up a pen and register and began asking for the boy's mother's personal information. Then he started asking me
for my personal information as a witness, which I refused outright. He snorted and continued
to question the boy's mother about every detail from when she arrived at the mall that day.

The anxious moment felt like every second counted. The head of security had basically finished recording everything,
reminded the boy's mother not to miss any important details, and was about to have her sign and put her fingerprint on the document.

"I don't think there's any need to wait for her husband. I need to contact the police station now. Why don't we tell her husband
to come to the police station to see her?"

The head of security turned and glanced at me, picking up the cigarette pack on the table.

"Brother, brother, don't rush, wait a little longer. Since they're already here, let's wait a bit longer."

I quickly took out a pack of cigarettes from my pocket, handed out a few to all the security guards, and then placed the remaining
cigarettes, along with the pack, in front of the head of security. The boy's mother, who was carefully reading the statement, looked at my
fawning manner, rolled her eyes at me, and even snorted.

"Maybe I should go out and meet them, see where they are. Brother, please wait a little longer."

I was afraid that my anxious appearance would annoy them more, so I made an excuse to go out and try to buy some more time. Seeing the
head of security nod almost imperceptibly, I quickly turned around and walked out.

As soon as I went out, I dialed Xinyan's cell phone, but the line was busy. Thinking that she might be talking to Dawei and giving him
directions, I first walked around the ground floor lobby for a long time. I didn't see Xinyan's
familiar figure in the bustling crowd, and just as I was pacing around anxiously, my phone rang.

"Where's Dawei? Why hasn't he come yet?"

"Oh dear, he's been waiting for us downstairs at Meiying's parents' house, it's actually nearby. It's such a short distance,
but there was a traffic accident, and he's stuck in traffic. How unlucky is that! How's it going on your end?"

"The people taking our statements should be done by now, otherwise it'll be too late. I've come out to meet you now,
let's see what's going on."

"Oh, Dawei's calling again. You'd better hurry back and try to stall for time."

Afraid of interrupting Xinyan's call with Dawei, I quickly hung up. I hadn't gone
far when I saw the woman in the crowd leading her son, angrily walking towards the mall entrance. She was constantly
berating him, but the boy ignored her, walking faster and faster on his own.

Why did this mother and son suddenly leave?

Could they have already notified the police station? But why didn't the victim wait for the police?
Lost in thought , I hurried back. Just as I was about to turn a corner, I spotted
a security guard pacing back and forth at the end of the long corridor leading to the security room.

I immediately stopped and retreated. Listening to the static of the walkie-talkie,
I wondered why a security guard was stationed here when there was hardly anyone around.

The situation was strikingly similar to last night, and I was once again caught in that dilemma.

If something unspeakable was unfolding in the security room, it was certain that it didn't violate Meiying
's will. The reason was simple: so many people were present, not only third parties but even fourth parties. Although only
Meiying and the security guards remained in the room, with so many witnesses, even the most audacious
person wouldn't dare to act recklessly.

If the possibility of Meiying being forced or even facing danger was ruled out, could she be "taking care of
herself ? Just like Xinyan "took care of herself" in the bridal chamber last night. If we go in now, not only will
it be too late to stop anything, but there's also the risk of ruining the situation.

In a patriarchal society, the bodies of young women are a valuable bargaining chip, especially those as attractive as Xinyan
and Meiying. Especially in modern societies that emphasize human rights,
this bargaining chip can only be obtained through civilized and equal means, making it even more valuable in negotiations. It can almost be used by young women
to exchange .

If there's a difference, Xinyan was forced to pay this price last night, and it was to save me
from jail . Meiying, on the other hand, is reaping what she sowed, even though she was initially somewhat coerced by Xinyan.
As for whether she's also being forced to "resolve" the problem now, that's even harder to say.

Meiying bears some responsibility in Xinyan's case. If she hadn't seduced Xinyan into taking those
photos , causing me to be blinded and make a foolish mistake, Xinyan wouldn't have suffered this loss.

I'm reluctant to use the word "retribution" for Meiying because I've already considered her my
woman. The Chinese tradition of women retaining pubic hair makes hairlessness a very convincing piece of
evidence . This not only misled me last night, but also led to her arrest today, which can be considered
a .

Speaking of punishment, it's actually quite ridiculous. For Meiying, the events that happened this morning
have revealed her boldness in matters of sex, making me doubt whether I was truly her first
man . For Xinyan, my nonchalance has largely alleviated her anxiety and pressure caused by losing her virginity. For
me, in less than 24 hours since last night, Xinyan has not only returned to my side and become
exceptionally affectionate towards me because of her loss of virginity, but she has also brought Meiying back to compensate me, and I have enjoyed sexual pleasure I
've never .

For some reason, I suddenly feel very worried that Xinyan will call again, afraid that the ringing will disturb the lookout guard,
so I quickly retreat to the lobby. Looking at the bustling crowd around me, those hurried passersby,
who could imagine that at this moment, my heart is itching unbearably, as if being gnawed by ants.

Including the leader, there were a total of 6 security guards in the room just now. How many people are involved in Meiying's transaction?
If we include all six, it would still take at least half an hour, even if we
acted

quickly. I checked the time on my phone; if we start counting from when that woman left with her son, only twenty minutes have passed at most. Even with surveillance cameras, sending someone out to keep watch shows they're afraid of making a mistake due to momentary negligence.

Since they sent someone out to keep watch, it seems they're prepared to stop at any time. If
someone doesn't finish in time, how will this group smooth things over? Who can guarantee that no one will leak this
information ?

Therefore, it seems I not only can't interfere, but I should secretly lend a hand.

"Hey, why isn't Dawei here yet?"

I dialed Xinyan's number and asked anxiously.

"Oh, almost there... He's in the parking lot... looking for a parking space."

"Yes, right... Then, come over as soon as you pick him up."

I suddenly stammered for some reason. Any man who knows his woman is alone
in would probably find it hard to calm down.

After hanging up the phone, I started pondering the lifestyle of security guards. Most of them were veterans who had come to the city from the countryside after
serving their military service . Not only were they of low social status, but their meager incomes meant
they were already a group looked down upon by city dwellers. Except for a few older men who had brought their wives from the countryside to
work , most of the younger ones, because they weren't favored by city women and lacked the financial means to buy
sex, had become a typical sexually frustrated group.

Wouldn't Meiying, who had seemingly appeared out of nowhere, be a feast for these toads?

Some of them looked quite fit. I wondered how many they were now? Could they manage to keep up
with the time? If Meiying was servicing several men simultaneously, time wouldn't be an issue. How many men could a woman serve
at the same time ? Could it really be like in those Japanese adult films, where someone could use three holes and two hands
at the same time? Did the security room have condoms readily available? Thinking about these details, an inexplicable, unspeakable
panic welled up inside me. Actually, ever since that boy, my ranking among Meiying's has been gradually falling
behind.

But I didn't give up. I was still thinking about when to enter the security room. Maybe I should just
rush in now. Unless Meiying really has some kind of superhuman skill and has already finished quietly, I can definitely catch them off
guard . If the agreed-upon conditions can't be met, and things don't end up being resolved satisfactorily,
wouldn't Meiying, who has already been defiled by those toads, suffer a double loss?

Just as I was thinking about whether this was too unethical, my phone rang again. When I answered,
Xinyan sounded a little out of breath on the other end, probably because she had been walking too fast.

"I've picked up Dawei, we're on our way right now."

"Oh, Xinyan, could you stall him for a bit?"

"What, what…"

"Hey, listen first, don't say anything. They're negotiating with them right now, and it seems like they can resolve the matter.
Otherwise, could you take Dawei down a wrong turn and stall him for a bit before coming over?"

"Oh, okay, okay…"

"I think it'll take at least twenty minutes."

"Oh, okay, okay..."

Perhaps afraid of arousing Dawei's suspicion, Xinyan didn't dare to say anything more to me. After understanding my meaning, she immediately
hung up the phone.

If I were to say that I was taking this opportunity to retaliate against Meiying for having an affair with a younger man, that would be a very narrow-minded view of me
. Besides, having already considered Meiying as my private property, wouldn't doing this be hurting her
a thousand times and damaging myself eight hundred times?

From Meiying's perspective, "sex" is simply a commodity used by women in a patriarchal society to exchange for relationships,
material things , and status. Using "sex" to punish women is like trying to kill a greedy person with money—it's
an utterly absurd and laughable idea. Physiologically speaking, women are like a vast ocean that can hold all rivers;
they don't how many rivers flow into them, which river is the largest, or which river arrives first.

The most urgent thing right now is to "solve" the problem. Isn't that right?

After about twenty more minutes, Xinyan still hadn't appeared with Dawei. I figured those guys should be done
by now , after all, they should know this was broad daylight, not
the time for musings, so I hurried toward the security room. As soon as I turned the corner I'd just retreated around, I saw the security guard at
the . He immediately grabbed his walkie-talkie and quickly slipped back around the corner. Although he
was quick, I could still tell he'd been replaced. The clatter of running footsteps echoed in the corridor,
and my heart pounded.

I'd just seen his shirt, which had been tucked in, now hanging out.

My footsteps, like the rhythm of my heartbeat, propelled me to the security room door. Seeing the ajar
metal door, I stopped abruptly, calmed my racing heart, and pushed it
open with trembling hands.

Meiying, her back to me, was there, her hands handcuffed to the lowest window frame for some reason. She bent over with difficulty,
the hem of her elastic, tight-fitting short skirt just covering her buttocks that were sticking out at me. The head of security standing next to her was
unlocking handcuffs. The room was filled with the smell of smoke, but there was no other unusual odor.

"Has he arrived yet?... "

The head of security asked kindly, taking the handcuffs he had taken from the window frame. He had also tucked the hem of his shirt
out of his pants.

"He'll be here soon..."

I glanced around the room and saw that all the security guards had their shirts tucked out, and my throat tightened, unable to
continue .

"That's good, things have just been sorted out. You can all go back to what you were doing."

The head of security walked back behind his desk and waved to the junior security guards before sitting down. The guys
quickly filed out of the door.

"What's wrong with Dawei? Why hasn't he come yet? I'm so worried..."

Meiying said sweetly, rubbing her slightly red wrist, the gloomy
look .

"Good, isn't it better to get everything sorted out before your husband arrives?"

The head of security said, lighting a cigarette and taking a deep drag.

"Oh, right, how did you figure things out..."

I
asked .

"Actually, it was our oversight. We only listened to the mother's side of the story and didn't ask the
boy . We almost wronged this woman."

"Isn't that right?!"

Meiying rolled her eyes at the head of security, reached into the closed register, grabbed a corner of the exposed stocking, and
pulled the whole stocking out.

"Ugh, you almost killed me!"

Meiying shook the stocking in the air and grumbled at it. She twisted her waist, turned around, and
casually stuffed the stocking into my pants pocket.

"Right, right, put it away quickly, don't cause any more misunderstandings."

The security chief glanced at me with a suggestive look as he watched Meiying's actions, then lowered his head to
operate the computer.

Meiying, swaying her voluptuous hips encased in a bright red elastic pencil skirt, gracefully walked behind the desk and
stood beside the security chief.

"We were just about to call the police station when that boy suddenly revealed the truth.
Apparently, he sneaked into the fitting room this woman had just used and found the stockings she'd forgotten inside. Then he
used those stockings to masturbate in the fitting room until his mother came looking for him. Don't you think kids these days are too
precocious ?"

The security chief said, while searching for something on the computer with Meiying.

"Yeah, and that mother even boasted about how well she disciplined her son. You know, that
boy said he used to steal his mother's stockings to masturbate all the time, he's a veteran."

Meiying finished with a disdainful "humph," her eyes fixed intently on the computer screen.

"But, but didn't his mother hear someone talking to her son?"

I blurted out for some reason. The head of security and Meiying exchanged a glance behind the table.

"Oh dear, women her age might be hallucinating. Let's take the person
's side of the story."

"Maybe she's thinking about some woman trying to seduce her son. Maybe she's even thinking about it herself, otherwise why
would she have such hallucinations?"

Upon hearing Meiying's words, the head of security stopped using his mouse, flicked
some ash into the ashtray overflowing with cigarette butts, and grinned.

I suddenly realized why I had seen the mother so angry in the lobby, while the son
ignored her.

"Hurry up, they might be here soon."

Meiying nudged the head of security's arm with her elbow, which was resting on the table.

I finally understood the turning point of the whole situation, awkwardly scratched my head, and
glanced listlessly at the surveillance screen on the wall behind them. In one of the frame shots, two familiar figures appeared.
Xinyan was in front, with Dawei close behind, and the two turned a corner together.

I was about to say something to remind Meiying that they were almost there, but I froze on the spot.

In the next frame, the surveillance camera was pointing at the two of them from behind. Dawei's arm was around Xinyan's
slender waist , and his other hand rested naturally on her ample hips.

As the two approached the last corner, Xinyan suddenly stopped, turned around, and reached for Dawei's other hand...
Her hand was in her pocket. Dawei nimbly dodged, but Xinyan held onto his
arm . They tugged for a few moments before stopping. Xinyan said something, and Dawei just stared at her silently.
Suddenly, he reached out and hooked his arm around Xinyan's neck, pressing his face against hers.

They kissed for a while, then separated. Xinyan immediately pulled Dawei's arm out of his pocket and
snatched something from his hand. She turned around, shaking out the object – her underwear.

As she bent down to put it on, Dawei lifted her skirt from behind, revealing her plump, white
buttocks . Xinyan twisted her body, whether to avoid him or to put her underwear on quickly, it was unclear.
Dawei then squatted down, embracing her bare buttocks, pressing his face against her cleft.

Xinyan's underwear was stuck under Dawei's face; she tried to pull it up several times but couldn't, so she swayed her hips from side to side,
but not with any forceful struggle. Finally, Xinyan couldn't wait any longer. She hopped forward a small step and quickly pulled up her underwear.
Before she could lower her skirt, Dawei, who had stood up, roughly rubbed his flabby flesh a few times. Xinyan slapped
Dawei's hand away and quickly turned the corner. When they reappeared in the long corridor leading to the security room, the two of them
were a distance apart.

"That's it, this is it. They actually caught it. This is the part after leaving the fitting room, quickly find the part after going in."

Meiying suddenly shouted excitedly at the computer screen. She glanced at my unusual expression and followed my
gaze to look at the surveillance screen behind her. When she saw Xinyan and Dawei on the screen, her face
immediately turned panicked.

"They're here, they're here..."

My throat was so dry that I could barely speak.

"Quick, delete it. And the part after going in too."

"Okay, I've deleted it all."

"That's it, there can't be anything else, right?"

Seeing the head of security nod seriously, Meiying quickly came out from behind the table, skipping and jumping to
the coffee table and sitting down on the sofa. She suddenly remembered her hair, which was about to come undone, so she simply untied it and
quickly combed it with her hands.

When Xinyan pushed open the slightly ajar door and came in, Meiying was already sitting on the sofa. I was sitting
on the single sofa by the coffee table, just taking out a cigarette, when the head of security stood up from behind his desk.

"What's wrong? What happened?"

Dawei followed behind Xinyan, glaring at her with puffy eyes as soon as he entered.

"Excuse me, who are you...?"

the head of security asked politely.

"I'm her husband. I heard she got into trouble at your mall. What happened?"

"Oh, we've already investigated and found out. It was all a misunderstanding."

"What? A misunderstanding?"

Xinyan looked at the calm scene in the room with a puzzled expression,
searching .

"Why did you take so long? Meiying and I were just saying we were going to come find you."

As I spoke, I kept staring at Xinyan's slightly flushed cheeks, and her eyes avoided my gaze. I
regretted my cleverness earlier, stopping halfway through having sex with Xinyan in the fitting room, which backfired and gave
Dawei an easy advantage.

"If it's not a misunderstanding, what else could it be? Let's go, I'm getting impatient."

Meiying said, gently pinching the hem of her skirt and carefully standing up.

"You sounded quite anxious on the phone, how did it get resolved so quickly?"

Dawei seemed disappointed that the problem was solved without him having to intervene.

"I already said it was a misunderstanding. Why did you insist on something happening to me?"

"So what exactly happened..."

"Stop arguing here, let's talk about it when we get back."

Meiying walked gracefully to Dawei, took his arm, and pulled him out.

I quickly got up and went to Xinyan's side, intending to put my arm around her waist, but my arm twisted halfway
, and I gestured for her to enter through the open metal door.

"Have you forgotten what day it is today? Why are you dressed like that?"

Dawei scolded Meiying as soon as they came out of the security room.

"You've already forgotten what you did? They're already being lenient by not letting me come in naked!"

The group arrived at the parking lot, and Dawei opened the passenger door of his black sedan,
gesturing to get in quickly.

"Do you want us to come with you?"

Xinyan asked with a smile.

"No need, thank you so much for bringing Meiying here."

Dawei quickly became polite.

"Hey, Meiying, just now..."

Xinyan seemed to be going to close the car door for Meiying, stepping forward to take the door handle, but instead bent down and stuck her head into
the car to whisper to Meiying.

"You see, once these women get together, they have so much to say."

Dawei glanced at Xinyan's protruding buttocks, turned back, reached into his cigarette case, took out a cigarette, and handed it to me.

I glanced down at the cigarette in my hand—it was a very expensive, high-end brand—and then at the luxury car.
Thinking back to last night's lavish wedding, I was astonished at how someone with a state-owned enterprise salary could afford such a lifestyle.

"Hey, did Old Gu call you?"

"What? Which Old Gu?"

Hearing Dawei's sudden, seemingly random question, I
looked at him through the smoke, completely bewildered.

"Oh, oh, nothing, nothing."

Dawei hurriedly waved his hand, turning to see Xinyan. She had just straightened up, seemingly having finished
talking .

"That's fine then. You two go ahead, we'll head back. We'll
finish , okay?"

Xinyan winked at Meiying in the car.

"Then wait for me. Dawei, hurry up!"

After Meiying finished speaking, Xinyan waved and closed the car door for her. Dawei quickly waved to us,
jogged around to the driver's side, opened the door, and jumped in.

Watching Dawei's car speed away, Xinyan lowered her waving arms, turned around, and gently took
my hand.

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