[Urban] A Born Romantic and Lucky Man (Complete) - Chapter 21

Chapter 108 Statute of Limitations

The policeman was already racking his brains over how to handle our situation. Seeing that we were now "family fighting family," he naturally passed the buck to my sister's uncle: "Mr. Wu, so you're relatives after all. How about you resolve this yourself? Why don't you take it to the station?"

He had been too confident earlier, leaving us in a difficult position. Did he really intend to send me to the station for a couple of days? He had initially thought I was just a kid, someone he could easily scare off, but it turned out I wasn't so easy to talk to; I was a "troublemaker." Both sides were young, hot-blooded, and concerned with their reputations, and things quickly became tense. I was in the right and wasn't afraid of what he could do to me. They had an internal system for investigating wrongful convictions, and there were year-end performance reviews. If they really put me in jail today, we certainly wouldn't let it go easily. Although he said he wasn't afraid of the chief, if we complained, he would face demerits and potential dismissal, unless he also had powerful connections.

Mr. Wu said, "Xiao Zhang, thank you for your help today. We can handle this little thing ourselves."

I said, "So how do you want to handle this? It's best to clarify things in front of the police now, so we don't end up fighting later."

Scarface said, "Kid, do you want to start another fight?"

Mr. Wu stopped his son and said, "Ah Jun, stop making trouble."

He turned to me and said, "Then how do you want to handle this?"

I said, "Your son just asked us to pay him five thousand yuan. Our car was damaged about the same as his, so you should pay us five thousand yuan too."

Scarface started to get a little unsteady again and started cursing. Mr. Wu said, "Five thousand it is. We're all family, let's not hurt our relationship."

My sister said, "Uncle, no need, we're relatives, why talk about money?"

I thought to myself, you treat him like an uncle, but he doesn't treat you like a niece. I didn't stand on ceremony and took the five thousand yuan from Mr. Wu. Mr. Wu, perhaps surprised by my bluntness, paused for a moment before saying to my sister, "This must be Xiao Xin you mentioned before, he's grown so much!"

Seriously, what's with this attempt to be friendly? When did you even visit us? Now it's like we've been long-lost relatives.

Seeing that I'd taken the money, the "traffic accident" was considered closed, and the policeman secretly breathed a sigh of relief and drove away. After seeing the policeman off, Mr. Wu said to my sister, "Zixin, you've come all this way today, why don't you come visit your uncle? Come on, let's go to your uncle's house for a bit, your uncle will help you calm down."

We never even considered having a relative like him, no wonder we'd never come. But after his words, my sister couldn't say anything, and after a few polite refusals, she finally agreed. Although Lin Shiyi, Ding Ling, and I were reluctant, we had no choice but to follow my sister.

Mr. Wu seemed to be doing quite well, owning two restaurants and a large hotel combining dining and entertainment by the lake, his business booming. This was a scenic area, so food, lodging, and entertainment were naturally the most profitable businesses. He was rolling in money, yet he ignored my siblings and me, which only fueled my hatred for him. Mr. Wu probably felt guilty towards his niece, so he specially prepared a feast for us. As a restaurant owner, preparing such a meal was no problem for him. Scarface didn't come to keep us company; he was already quite drunk, and sitting with us might have led to another fight. The proprietress also came, and my sister called her "Aunt," to which she only gave a curt reply. However, I wouldn't call her that, and seeing my reluctance, my sister didn't force me to.

The atmosphere at the table wasn't lively; it was rather somber. Mr. Wu chuckled dryly a few times, making small talk, "Zixin, what brings you here today?"

The older sister replied, "I'm here with some guests from Shanghai. After seeing them off, we thought we'd take a look around town."

Mr. Wu said, "You haven't been here for years, have you? The town has changed a lot, hasn't it?

Almost all the old houses are gone." (This is all thanks to your uncle. If you weren't so materialistic and cut off all contact with us, would I have stayed away for years?)

Ding Ling, still angry from being pushed by the police, felt even more resentful at Mr. Wu's hypocritical manner. She said, "Yes, we heard you own two houses here, and we were thinking of looking into them. Maybe we could open a small restaurant here someday."

The older sister glanced at Ding Ling, gave Mr. Wu an awkward smile, and said, "No, that's just childish talk."

Honestly, Mr. Wu should be the one feeling embarrassed; the older sister is the one blushing first. Ding Ling retorted, "Sister, this was left to you by Grandma."

I had wanted to say that too, but I held back for fear of upsetting my sister. Ding Ling said it for me, which actually made me feel relieved.

Boss Wu also felt a little embarrassed and lowered his head without saying a word. The proprietress then jumped in, "Oh, so you've grown wings and want to fight for the family property now? What right do you have to fight for it? This house belongs to the Wu family, and you're just an outsider with the surname Ye. You have no right to do this. You won't even say it yourself, so you have to use an outsider to say it. Do you think you're so high and mighty?"

My sister hadn't even considered fighting for the family property anymore, but after being scolded by the proprietress, she was both angry and aggrieved, and her face turned red. She said, "Aunt, I never intended to fight for this inheritance today. If I wanted to, I wouldn't have waited until today."

The landlady said, "It's not that you don't want to fight, it's that you have no right to fight."

Seeing my sister trembling with anger, I couldn't help but say, "Do you think you're not an outsider? You're not even surnamed Wu. This is my sister's family matter, and you, an outsider, shouldn't interfere."

The landlady flew into a rage, saying, "When adults are speaking, what right do you, a brat, have to interrupt? Who do you think you are? I wonder if you're some bastard I picked up."

Damn it, this is going too far; they're even launching a vicious personal attack against me. I said, "And who do you think you are, barking and biting like that? You think you're right just because you're loud? Everyone here knows you've swallowed up the property that Grandma left to my sister. Go outside and let them judge for you, and see how you still have the nerve to show your face as an adult."

The landlady jumped up, saying, "You little brat, you think you're so tough? What proof do you have that the house was left to you? Is there a will or a written agreement? Without any evidence, I'll sue you for defamation."

I said, "Are you trying to renege on your promise? Let me tell you, I have witnesses, I'm not afraid of you denying it."

The landlady said, "Go ahead and call your witnesses, if you dare..." "You can sue me in court, but without written evidence, I'd like to see if you can win."

I said, "Don't be arrogant. Even without written evidence, I have plenty of witnesses. Even without witnesses, I can still win. Have you studied civil law? Do you know what subrogation inheritance is? My sister's mother also has a share in my grandmother's estate. Even if my mother is gone, her share will be inherited by my sister. It won't just be allowed to be swallowed up by you."

Because her husband was in a car accident, Li Ruyun's husband's relatives, such as her aunt, had also considered seizing the inheritance. Li Ruyun had specifically hired a lawyer and kept books on civil law and other laws at home. I had also read some of them in my spare time.

The proprietress said, "Ha, kid, you think you can show off just because you know a little bit of law? Let me tell you, my brother is a judge in the court. I know this stuff better than you do. Don't try to scare me. Kid, have you ever heard of the statute of limitations? No matter what the case is, if the two-year statute of limitations has passed, even if you take it to Beijing, the court won't accept it. You're still too green to play this game with me."

Turning to Boss Wu, she said, "Are you dead? You just listen to me, why don't you say something?"

Feeling guilty, Mr. Wu hid behind the door, unwilling to come forward. A crowd gathered outside, many of them locals who knew some of the inside story. Seeing Mr. and Mrs. Wu's behavior, clearly intending to renege, they shook their heads and sighed. The proprietress shouted, "What are you looking at? What's so interesting? Get out of my way, don't block my business!"

The older sister said to Mr. Wu, "Uncle, you'd better tell me clearly today, didn't Grandma leave me two houses?"

Seeing how her uncle and wife treated them, the older sister felt utterly disheartened. The world was cold-hearted; for the sake of the inheritance, her uncle and his wife would turn their backs on her.

Mr. Wu glanced at his wife, muttering, "Zixin, I, I..."

The proprietress grabbed him, saying, "You lazy bum, are you out of your mind? Just answer when they ask you!"

She feared that if Mr. Wu admitted it, it would become irrefutable evidence of their misappropriation of the family property in front of so many people. She said to us, "Go ahead and sue me if you want, I'm here waiting, let's see what you can do to me!"

We really hadn't expected things to develop this way. Lin Shiyi and Ding Ling exchanged bewildered glances, never imagining there could be such shameless relatives. This was something out of a movie, and they'd actually witnessed it firsthand.

Now, my sister and I were completely severing ties with this relative. My sister grabbed my hand and said to Mr. Wu, "Uncle, I can't believe you're so heartless. How will you face my grandmother and mother now?"

The boss's wife said, "Ah, you brat, are you cursing your uncle to death?"

I said, "We don't have this relative."

I ignored them and drove back to the city, seething with anger.

Along the way, Xiaoyi, Ding Ling, and I cursed Mr. Wu's entire family, but we didn't dare insult his ancestors—we had to include my sister in that. My sister remained silent, focused on driving, but I saw her wiping away tears every now and then; she must have been heartbroken too.

Ding Ling said, "Sister, don't cry. It's all my fault for saying such things."

Xiao Yi said, "Sister, you don't need to be angry with them. I'll talk to my dad when we get back and ask him to open a hotel too. He'll definitely squeeze that one out of business, and then they'll still be laughing."

President Lin owns several catering businesses; if he really opens one here, Mr. Wu's life won't be as good as before.

The older sister said, "Xiao Yi, don't go tell your dad. Adult matters are beyond your understanding."

It seems the older sister still can't truly sever her family ties and doesn't want to see President Lin really squeeze Mr. Wu out of business, even though that's exactly what I hope to see.

Ding Ling said, "Sister, I'll go back and ask my dad if there's any way to get the house back. They're bullying us too much; it's clearly intentional encroachment. I don't believe that the owner of someone else's house can't sue them after they've taken it. What statute of limitations? It's ridiculous! Does it mean that bad people who commit crimes and steal money can just hide for two years and then come out openly again?"

Although Ding Ling's father was the head of the Public Security Bureau, Ding Ling clearly lacked legal knowledge and didn't understand what the statute of limitations really meant. She only understood it literally, and didn't know the difference between criminal and civil litigation. This kind of thing couldn't be explained in a short time, so it was better to let her go back and brush up on her legal knowledge with her father.

Chapter 109 Litigation When

we got home, Li Ruyun and the others thought something had happened to us. We went out happily that morning, but when we came back, the car headlight was broken, and we all looked upset. My sister even looked like she had been crying; her eyes were red. They couldn't help but ask us what had happened. It's said that they fell out with her uncle over her sister's house, and they were both indignant. Li Ruyun and Xu Ke, both widows, were deeply aware of inheritance disputes and were busy helping their sister come up with ideas to fight for the house that rightfully belonged to her.

Li Ruyun said to her sister, "I know a few lawyers. I'll ask them for you tomorrow and definitely help you with this case. They've been bullying you and Xiaoxin too much."

Xu Ke said, "That's right, Zixin, you can't let them get away with it. Even if you give the house to someone else, they'll still say thank you. What do they mean by this? They're so cold-blooded."

Zhang Min also said, "Anyway, we're all just staying at home with nothing to do. We'll focus on dealing with the house for you these next few days. Your grandmother said it herself, it's a verbal will, and there are so many witnesses. I don't believe we can't win the case."

The three of them vied to give their sister advice, determined to help her get revenge.

Lawsuits are all about evidence. The first step is to prove that the older sister is the owner of the two houses, and then resolve the statute of limitations issue.

Proving the houses belong to the older sister is relatively easy. First, before her death, the grandmother personally stated that she wanted to leave the two houses to the older sister, and many neighbors can testify to this. Even without the grandmother's verbal will, according to the principles of inheritance law, the older sister is entitled to the properties. The grandmother only had two children, the older sister's mother and uncle. After the grandmother's death, her estate naturally went to her two children. Since the mother has passed away, her share is inherited by the older sister by right of representation. Of the five properties, three were left to the uncle, and two to the older sister. The older sister's uncle and aunt cannot deny this. (Advertisement break: Still relying on your hands? How can that be enjoyable? Forum reputation guaranteed! Healthy anti-premature ejaculation masturbation exercise device, real oral sex pleasure experience, hot recommendation!) Maintaining the sensation of ejaculation for 30 minutes, experiencing intense pleasure, fully automated masturbation with 12 different sexual positions and vibration frequencies.

The key issue now is resolving the statute of limitations. My sister's tigress-like aunt is so brazen because of this. According to civil law principles, lawsuits have a statute of limitations, generally two years. After this period, the right to request the court to enforce the obligor's obligations is lost. The statute of limitations begins to run from the day the injured party knew or should have known they were infringed upon, and cannot exceed 20 years. My sister is 26 years old this year. Her grandmother passed away when she was 6, making this the 20th year since her death, just in time for the maximum statute of limitations. Luckily, we encountered this on our way back from playing with Fang Xiaoyi today; otherwise, my sister wouldn't want to fight for the property anymore. If this year passes, the court won't accept her case anymore. It was a close call! Although the statute of limitations has expired, it doesn't mean we've completely lost our right to the property. However, this is contingent on the other party acknowledging our rights and promising to fulfill their obligations. Given my aunt and uncle's character, that's out of the question; a lawsuit is inevitable. What

we need to do now is prove that my sister only recently learned of my uncle's misappropriation of the property, thus meeting the two-year statute of limitations requirement. My sister was only six years old when my grandmother passed away, so she couldn't possibly have known about the property. But my father was still alive then and was her guardian; he should have known about my grandmother's property. I think my father must have been disillusioned by my uncle's actions and didn't want to fight them for the property. Of course, it's also possible that my father genuinely didn't know about the property. According to some traditional rural beliefs, the house is left to the son, and there's no legal concept of equal inheritance for men and women. My father might have thought the house was truly left to my uncle by my grandmother. However, my father is deceased, and there's no way for him to prove that my father definitely knew about it, thus preventing my uncle from providing evidence that my father voluntarily relinquished his rights.

My sister only learned about my uncle's misappropriation of the property five or six years ago. At that time, she was already working as a nurse in a hospital, and sometimes she would encounter patients from her maternal grandmother's house in the countryside. Some of these patients were even her grandmother's neighbors who knew her and, out of indignation, told her about it. Therefore, if we insist that my sister had never known about the property before, we can meet the statute of limitations requirement.

If my uncle and his family didn't want to go to court, they would have to prove that my sister knew about the property two years ago. This wasn't easy. Those who told my sister the truth were just doing it out of a sense of obligation and wouldn't act as witnesses for my uncle. Besides, doing so would be tantamount to admitting that he intentionally seized his niece's property. People in the countryside are quite traditional, and such an approach would be widely criticized and leave him with a very bad reputation. After

discussing it for a long time, we decided that sticking to the "I didn't know" stance was the best strategy, and letting my uncle find evidence that my sister knew.

Zhang Min and the others got more and more excited as they talked, even starting to discuss what to do with the house after they got it back—whether to open a shop or rent it out, and if they opened a shop, what kind of business would be most profitable. Although my sister was still heartbroken, she was amused and exasperated by their comments, saying, "It's not even a done deal yet, and you're already thinking about how to spend money? Min-jie, Xiao-xin, let's eat first."

I was actually quite hungry. Although Boss Wu had prepared a feast for us that afternoon, no one had much of an appetite, and we ended up arguing, so we barely ate anything. I was starving. Xu Ke and the others had prepared food, but seeing that we hadn't returned, they didn't eat first; they wanted to wait for us to come back and eat together. Lin Shiyi and Ding Ling didn't come to Li Ruyun's house with us; they both went home. The two of us were only sixteen, and we didn't have any official status yet, so it wasn't appropriate for us to stay together all the time.

Zhang Min had been home for a few days and seemed to have lost some weight. I asked, "Sister Min, you look a bit thinner than I've seen in a few days. Are you sick?"

Zhang Min smiled slightly and said, "I'm fine, I just haven't been sleeping well these past few days, I'm sleep-deprived."

I said, "Wow, I'm so charming! You couldn't sleep after not seeing me for days. I'll definitely keep you company tonight and let you catch up."

Zhang Min chuckled and said, "Catch up my little devil! I've been away for days, and you still haven't changed."

I asked, "What's going on when you went home? You wouldn't tell me on the phone. Is there some secret?"

Zhang Min said, "Nothing much, it's just that my mom and dad haven't seen me in a long time and wanted me to come back to see them. Since it's a rare opportunity to go back, I stayed a few more days."

I said, "I don't believe you. You're definitely hiding something from me. Tell us what's wrong, and we can all help you think of a solution and give you some advice." I

hoped she wouldn't use diplomatic language on me like Fang Xiaoyi did.

Xu Ke laughed, "Zhang Min really does need your help, but you can't help her with this favor. If you don't help her, there's no one else who can. Even if someone wanted to help her, Zhang Min wouldn't let them. So what kind of favor is it?"

I was speechless; she was reciting a tongue twister, just repeating the word "busy." Xu Ke laughed incessantly after speaking. Zhang Min protested,

"Sister Xu, why are you copying Shin-chan? I'm so annoyed, and you're always trying to make fun of me."

Xu Ke laughed, "Okay, okay, I won't say anymore." She

sighed softly, "Actually, it's not just you who's annoyed; we are too."

I was confused and asked, "What are you annoyed about? What's there to be annoyed about?"

It took me a while to understand. Zhang Min's trip home wasn't because her mother missed her daughter and wanted her to visit more often; rather, her mother had secretly found several potential partners for Zhang Min, hoping she could choose one during her visit. Zhang Min's family lives in a county-level city under the jurisdiction of this city. Although they are now considered city dwellers, the older generation still retains some traditional and conservative ideas. They believe that a woman should have a family, and their concern for her husband's wife, who is always single and out in the world, is understandable. Zhang Min divorced her husband without consulting her parents beforehand, and went ahead with the procedures on her own. When her parents found out later, they complained about her for a long time, saying she didn't cherish the completeness of a family. Zhang Min was speechless; she couldn't very well say that her husband was impotent and unable to satisfy her in bed. Aside from his significant sexual shortcomings, her ex-husband was genuinely good to Zhang Min—a good person, well-educated, and in her parents' eyes, a model husband. They couldn't understand how Zhang Min could divorce him so easily and had even tried to persuade her to remarry.

Only after returning home did Zhang Min discover that a seductive trap awaited her. In the following days, under pressure from her parents, she met with several men. Zhang Min's family is a scholarly family; her parents are intellectuals, but they are conservative about their daughter's marriage and don't want her to live a single life. They've clearly put a lot of thought into choosing a son-in-law, asking many acquaintances and friends to introduce Zhang Min to several outstanding men, all around her age, the oldest just over thirty. These include successful private business owners, engineers, high school teachers, and white-collar workers. Of course, this is also because Zhang Min herself is quite accomplished: a graduate of a prestigious university, a former manager in a foreign trade company, and extremely beautiful; although she's 28, she looks like she's 24 or 25. The men who met Zhang Min were all very satisfied, to the point that Zhang Min had to turn off her phone, otherwise she'd be bombarded with calls from men asking her out, which annoyed her greatly and left her feeling both amused and exasperated. I

know Zhang Min has a knot in her heart, and that's because of me. If it weren't for me, with Zhang Min's outstanding qualities, there would be a long line of suitors. During the period immediately following her divorce, she lived with us. I constantly heard men calling to ask her out, practically bombarding her with calls. In the end, Zhang Min had to change her number to escape these suitors.

This wasn't just Zhang Min's experience; Xu Ke and Li Ruyun had similar experiences. Their situations were even more complicated than Zhang Min's, as they were both wealthy women with assets exceeding one million, naturally attracting even more suitors.

Chapter 110 A Heart Full of Knots

My relationship with Xu Ke, Li Ruyun, and the others was rather delicate, like a tangled mess that couldn't be untangled.

I met them through Liu Ruolan. Liu Ruolan, separated from her husband for a long time, could only suppress her loneliness and emptiness. Unexpectedly, during the summer vacation after my second year of junior high, we developed a "tutoring relationship." Like rain after a long drought, it became an uncontrollable obsession. She treated me as a tool for her sexual gratification, frequently asking me to stay after school for "tutoring." Later, after learning of my ambition to work as a gigolo, she even introduced me to Li Ruyun and the others, sharing the good fortune.

Initially, when I met Li Ruyun and the others, our relationship was purely that of "gigolo" and "employer," without any romantic entanglement. Li Ruyun's husband died in a car accident, Xu Ke's husband passed away from illness, and Zhang Min's husband was impotent. All three women were in their prime, with strong sexual desires, and their nights were filled with loneliness and unfulfilled desires, making their lives difficult. After meeting me, they naturally developed a taste for me and could no longer live without me.

I know that the main reason I could make them fall so deeply in love with me was because of some special abilities I possessed. I'm twelve or thirteen years older than them; in their eyes, I'm still just a little boy. It's impossible for women with such privileged backgrounds to develop genuine love for me. I have a faint, pleasant fragrance that women develop a liking for after smelling it for a while, and the longer they spend with me, the more subconsciously they develop a sense of attachment to me. Furthermore, the fragrance has the effect of arousing women's sexual desire, which, combined with my unparalleled virility, will be fatally effective against them. Romantic relationships are nothing more than sex; love without sex and sex without love cannot truly satisfy a woman. I've been with them for about a year now, and they've developed a deep attachment to me. Although many other excellent men are pursuing them, none of them can move their hearts anymore.

Our relationship is still considered scandalous and unacceptable to most people. In the eyes of society, it's acceptable for a man to be decades older than a woman; in fact, many men even envy older men with younger wives. But if a woman is more than ten years older than a man, it's considered heresy. I have many women around me now, and besides Lin Shiyi, Ding Ling, and my second sister, they are all mature women much older than me. I'm still young, only 16, about 10 years away from the normal marriage age. By then, they will be in their 30s. Time is merciless, and beauty fades. Can I bear to make them wait that long? Even if they were willing to wait, with so many women around me, who would I marry? Current laws stipulate that I can only have one wife. Am I supposed to make them my mistresses for life?

I've thought about these things before, and more than once. I've been through a lot these past few months, and my thinking has matured considerably. I've started planning for the future. I don't want to drag this ambiguous relationship with so many women on like this any longer. We need to give each other an explanation. Even if we haven't found a perfect solution, at least we need to resolve the issues in each other's hearts to avoid future pain.

My sister looked at Zhang Min and Li Ruyun and asked, "Min-jie, Yun-jie, Xu-jie, what are your plans for the future?"

Actually, my sister shared the same anxieties. She's ten years older than me, and although we're not related by blood, we're nominally siblings. If she were with me, the societal judgment would be devastating. The power of traditional societal thinking is still very strong. If Zhang Min and the others stayed with me as my secret lovers, they would face invisible pressure from some people in society—pressure that not every woman can bear.

Finally, Zhang Min broke the silence, saying, "Zixin, I know that even if I stay by Xiaoxin's side, nothing will come of it in the end. But as long as Xiaoxin doesn't mind me and wants me to stay with him, I'll be content."

Her sister said, "Sister Min, isn't that too unfair to you? You're so eligible, and so many people are pursuing you. Shouldn't you think about this carefully? This is about your lifelong happiness; don't rush to conclusions."

Zhang Min said, "I've thought about it carefully these past two days at home. We're both so much older than Xiaoxin, and we've both been married before, so it's impossible for us to marry again. If we wanted to remarry, with our qualifications, it wouldn't be a problem at all. But even if we were with other men, it would just be sleeping in the same bed but dreaming different dreams." "I still can't let go of Xiaoxin. It will only cause us both new pain. I don't know why, but there's only Xiaoxin in my heart. No matter how good other men are, I won't even look at them."

She glanced at me and sighed, "Did I owe this little devil in my past life?"

I knew the reason in my heart, and I was moved. I hugged Zhang Min and said, "Sister Min, you don't have to sacrifice your own happiness for me. If you find the right person, go find your own happiness. You don't have to worry about me."

Zhang Min lightly hit my head and said, "You know I won't find anyone else, so you say these flattering things. It's not sincere at all."

Li Ruyun and Xu Ke thought similarly to Zhang Min. They also only wanted to be with me. It was my special ability that made them suffer. If they were with me, they would only be my secret lovers and could never become my legal husband and wife. And I have so many women around me. They will go to university and then work. It will be difficult to always be by their side. Although I'm confident I can satisfy them sexually, women's needs in love go beyond sex; they also need to feel the warmth of family. Can I provide that?

Zhang Min and her friends talked with my sister for a long time. Relationships aren't things to be decided easily; no one can predict the future. My sister advised them not to rush into a final conclusion, to let things take their course. I, the person directly involved, was left out in the cold.

Seeing me laughing so happily, my older sister said, "Look at you laughing like that. So young and already with three wives and four concubines, aren't you proud of yourself? Let me tell you, with us older sisters keeping an eye on you, let's see if you dare to be unfaithful again."

I asked, "So, who's the first wife and who's the second wife?"

My sister said, "Little rascal, do you really think you're Wei Xiaobao? Three wives and four concubines, that's seven wives!"

I said, "I'm even more impressive than Wei Xiaobao."

So far, I've had intimate relationships with more than seven women. My two older sisters, Lin Shiyi, Ding Ling, Xu Ke, Li Ruyun, Zhang Min, Zhang Ning, and Fang Xiaoyi—that makes nine! Besides, my relationship with Xu Qing is also ambiguous. As for Liu Ruolan and Zhao Lin, they have husbands, and Fang Xiuyun has a boyfriend, so they're not included in the wife/concubine count. It's surprising how many I've counted!

Li Ruyun said, "I wonder if you'll still be so busy coming over in the future. Be careful you don't die from exhaustion."

I said, "Wow, do you doubt your husband's abilities? Today, all four of you come at me at once. I'll make sure you can't get up and are screaming for help."

Li Ruyun said, "Pah, you brat, you're getting cocky now that I've told you you're fat."

She glanced at Zhang Min and said, "Today, you should take good care of Zhang Min. She hasn't been home for several days and must miss you terribly. Absence makes the heart grow fonder, right?"

Zhang Min blushed but didn't say anything, clearly agreeing. I held Zhang Min in my arms, breathed warm air into her ear, and whispered, "Good sister, it's been a few days, have you missed me? I'll love you sincerely and wholeheartedly later, I'll make you feel like you're dying of pleasure, and you'll love me for a thousand years."

Zhang Min couldn't stand the ticklish breath on her ear, and twisted her body, laughing, "Alright, you little devil, you're just teasing me. See how I deal with you later."

I picked Zhang Min up and said, "I want to see who deals with whom."

Turning back, I added, "Whoever's next, get ready first, so I don't have to do it myself."

My sisters all spat at me in unison, ignored me, and then started discussing the lawsuit and investment matters. Now that my relationship with Zhang Min and the others was basically established, the focus should shift to serious matters. There was a lot of work waiting for me. But I couldn't worry about that now; I needed to make my sister Min happy first.

I carried Zhang Min to her room, threw her onto the bed, and pressed myself against her, panting heavily. Zhang Min rolled her eyes at me and said, "You're really useless. You're out of breath after such a short walk."

I said, "I carried you all the way up in one go, and besides, you're so heavy."

Zhang Min scolded, "You little brat, you dare say I'm heavy? I've lost a lot of weight these past two days."

Thinking of how she had rejected many excellent men for my sake, I felt both ashamed and guilty. I said, "Sister, you're so good to me."

Zhang Min said, "Then you can't bully me in the future."

I didn't say anything more and reached into her shirt, caressing her breasts. Her breasts gave me a delicate feeling, like a pair of lovely doves, with extremely smooth skin. The small nipples stood up under my caresses, and her breathing turned into charming moans. Her shirt had been unbuttoned without her realizing it. Zhang Min trembled slightly under my caresses, and said in a sweet, trembling voice, "Xiao Xin, go lock the door, someone might see us."

I said, "We're at home, there's no one else around, what's there to be shy about?"

Zhang Min protested, "No, it's not good if my sister sees us."

Seeing her shy expression, I took the opportunity to threaten her, "If I close the door, you'll do whatever I say tonight?"

Zhang Min blushed, nodded aggrievedly, and whispered, "You little devil, are you planning something new?"

I smiled smugly and said, "Whether I have something new or not, you'll find out soon enough."

I jumped out of bed, ran to lock the door quickly, then ran back and eagerly leaped back onto the bed.

Zhang Min's flushed face was incredibly sexy; she shyly clutched the blanket, looking at me timidly.

I pulled her into my arms and said gently, "Sister Min, I swear, I really like you very much, and I will love you even more in the future."

My heart was filled with tenderness. I gently leaned in and kissed her cheek lightly, then pulled her hands away. Her eyes were hazy, filled with tender affection. My fingers gently traced her red lips and cheeks, then gently grasped her beautiful breasts.

Zhang Min murmured "Mmm," her body trembling slightly, her waist tensing a little. I rolled over, pressing her soft, fragrant body beneath me, gazing at her, and chuckled softly. She blushed slightly and asked me curiously, "What are you laughing at?"

"I'm laughing because I'm embracing the most adorable woman in the world, the woman who makes my heart flutter the most. I'm laughing because this woman kissed me the other day, but now she's like a pitiful little white rabbit about to be eaten by the big bad wolf."

Zhang Min's face was flushed, and she bit her lip. Her charming expression exuded the allure of a mature woman. Sweet words and flirtatious remarks are equally capable of moving a woman's heart, and Zhang Min was no exception.

I leaned close to her ear and boldly said, "I'm laughing because... my big cock is going to go inside Zhang Min's pussy, to become one with you, to let your soft body..."

"Ah!"

Zhang Min felt hot all over, her face burning from my bold teasing. She was so embarrassed that she wanted to disappear. She closed her eyes, raised her little fist and punched my chest, crying out coquettishly, "Don't say it, don't say it, it's

so embarrassing! You little devil, have you been secretly reading some porn or watching porn again? I'll tell your sister!" I took off my clothes, pulled her little hand and let it touch my penis. She seemed to finally come to her senses. Zhang Min looked at my erect penis with loving eyes, gently stroking it. Her little hand was soft and her skin was smooth. Touching it felt itchy and comfortable.

I whispered in her ear, "Dear Min-jie, is my penis big?"

She playfully slapped my back and said, "You little rascal, don't say things like that again."

I grinned and said, "Okay, okay, I won't talk about penises. Is that thing you're holding, Min-jie, big?"

Zhang Min couldn't help but laugh out loud, then realized how embarrassed she was and buried her head in my chest, saying, "Stop being so vain, it's small, like...like a toothpick..."

Hearing her flirtatious words, I became even more excited and said, "Okay, then do you want to use my toothpick to pick your teeth?"

Her face flushed red, she was incredibly shy, but she still said defiantly, "Dare? I'll bite it off for you."

I couldn't help but straighten my back and said, "If I bite it off, what will my Min-jie use? Won't you be itching to death?"

Zhang Min let out a soft "Mmm," utterly embarrassed.

P.S.: Happy New Year! Wishing everyone good luck and all your wishes come true. My update speed will probably slow down again. Firstly, it's cold; my hands are already covered in chilblains, and typing at night is exhausting. Secondly, it's year-end summaries, and all sorts of reports and statistics are a hassle, leaving much less free time. Many friends have asked if I'm a student; the answer is definitely no. I don't think many students can spend three or four hours writing every day—their grades would plummet. Chinese New Year is approaching. Although there's a holiday, I'll be visiting relatives and friends every day, so there won't be much free time. And I'll probably have to drink a little at the banquets. I'm not the legendary poet Li Bai; if I drink too much, I might forget how to write my own name.

This chapter was rewritten at the request of many friends, so it might seem a bit verbose and repetitive. Actually, Xiao Xin already has enough women around him; I was thinking of lightening his load for now. It seems many friends are quite chivalrous, insisting that Xiao Xin have all his girlfriends. I'll grant everyone's request. One thing you can rest assured about is that I won't write any tragedies. Life is already so tiring; why make everyone feel depressed? That would be self-destructive. My novel isn't some kind of literary work; I won't resort to forced sentimentality or deliberately creating drama to upset you.

As for Xiao Xin's new girlfriend, I want him to take a break. He already has enough women to handle; how could he manage a few more? My work is unconventional, so naturally, there will be plenty of women, making everyone envious of Xiao Xin. Many friends are quite concerned about Bai Jingjing, asking why she hasn't been dealt with yet. I think I'll leave it until next spring, when flowers bloom and young girls are in the throes of first love. Some friends even hope to win over both Bai Jingjing and her daughter—it sounds a bit sadistic, haha, but I might be able to fulfill that request.

Okay, that's all for now. If you have any good ideas, concepts, or suggestions, please send them to my QQ. I usually go online invisible. I can't help it; my friends are so enthusiastic! Sometimes multiple friends are online, and I can't even keep up with replying. I'm so busy! It wouldn't be right not to reply, but replying to everyone would be too much. So, I'll just stay invisible. Due to time constraints, I rarely reply these days, please understand. Leaving messages online is fine, but because of time constraints, I might miss some. If possible, please send your messages to QQ while you're leaving them online.

Chapter 111: Tender as Water.

I said to her, "Sister Min, sit up, let me take your clothes off."

She blushed and obediently let me undress her. She secretly glanced at my crotch, then shyly turned around and lay face down on the bed, presenting her smooth, pink back and round, plump buttocks to me. Those pert, beautiful buttocks were like a big, ripe peach, the exaggerated curves extending from her waist down, cascading into a naturally beautiful and sexy shape. I couldn't resist lying down and kissing her beautiful buttocks, then couldn't help biting the tip.

She let out a soft "Ah!" and hugged her beautiful buttocks, her eyes sparkling as she glanced at me playfully and said, "Are you going to bite me?"

I said tenderly, "Sister Min, your buttocks are so beautiful and smell so good, I really want to eat them."

Zhang Min, aroused by my teasing, was no longer so shy and reserved. She boldly thrust her buttocks forward and said, "Okay, go ahead and eat them."

I was irresistibly aroused by her gradually revealed charm, and I pounced on her, holding her tightly in my arms, calling her affectionately, "Sister Min..."

"Hmm?"

Her beautiful eyes darted around, looking at me with an inquiring gaze. But I didn't say anything more, just pressed myself against her smooth, beautiful body, gazing at her tenderly. We looked at each other for a while, and she was moved by my love, and couldn't help but hug me back.

She closed her eyes and stopped looking at me. I gently parted her legs with my toes, and lightly nudged her alluring opening. She couldn't help but let out a soft "Ah!" and hugged me tightly. Actually, my penis was only touching the entrance of her vagina; it hadn't actually penetrated. Zhang Min was just too nervous. When the head of my penis touched that soft, warm flesh, an electric sensation shot from my penis to my brain. My penis slowly slid in, and an extremely comfortable temperature gently embraced me. The tight, slippery, and fiery touch made me feel so numb I almost melted.

I inserted myself inch by inch, and Zhang Min nervously clung to my back, repeatedly moaning, "Gently, ah, a little gentler, slower, um... um..."

I thrust harder, and Zhang Min cried out, her buttocks lifting slightly. She had just breathed a sigh of relief when she cried out again, "Gently, gently,"

then realized my prank, playfully slapped me, and said with a shy laugh, "You little rascal, teasing me."

The pleasure in her tender crevice grew stronger and stronger. Zhang Min's vagina was overflowing with fluids. I gently propped myself up and began to thrust. At first, she nervously grabbed my arm, urging me to slow down. After a while, she released her grip, her eyes glazed over as she moaned. She began to writhe, her mouth opening, uttering continuous "Oh...oh...oh..."

moans.

My speed increased, my force intensified, and I pounded into her with each stroke. She gently furrowed her delicate eyebrows, her small mouth slightly open, also becoming excited, trembling beneath me and emitting sweet, lewd cries.

After a while, I pulled out my penis, jumped to the floor, and said to Zhang Min, "Sister Min, come to the bedside."

"Why?"

she asked, obediently moving towards the bed.

I couldn't wait any longer. I grabbed one of her pink, glistening thighs, dragged her to the edge of the bed, and made her lie on her side with her legs together, curled up. Half of her beautiful, large buttocks dangled off the edge of the bed, the small slit between her buttocks level with the bed, lying across my penis. Her plump, pink labia were tightly clenched. I pressed my penis against her vagina and thrust in, pumping in and out. Each time, her thighs touched her full buttocks, and the pleasure in her vagina intensified as her legs clamped together.

Zhang Min's breasts swayed back and forth as I thrust into her, her alluring body bouncing slightly with each impact. Her highly sensitive vulva was further stimulated. Her slender waist was small, but her buttocks appeared quite large, undulating with each thrust, her anus peeking out from between her buttocks.

By this time, Zhang Min's breathing was becoming increasingly rapid, her pretty face flushed red, her eyebrows slightly furrowed, her beautiful eyes half-closed, and she was moaning softly, clearly already aroused. She moaned softly, "Ah...ah...Xiaoxin, I feel so good, um...harder, um...ah...I can't take it anymore, ah...ah—I love you so much...good little brother...faster...um...not over yet...oh..."

Her moans, accompanied by the "squelching" sound of my thrusts, kept me excited, and I worked harder with each stroke.

Finally, I couldn't hold back any longer, and I thrust my penis against her vulva with a series of violent strokes...then with a muffled groan, I lunged forward, grabbed her slender waist, pressed her buttocks tightly against my groin, and let my semen spray freely into her vagina, the hot semen mingling and flowing inside her. Feeling the rhythm of my penis inside her, Zhang Min's delicate body couldn't help but tremble with each thud of my penis...

I lay down on the bed, wrapped my arms around her waist, and lay behind her, contentedly pressed against her soft, boneless body, letting her buttocks press against my lower abdomen, my hands on her breasts, which were now sweaty and her heart was pounding. After a while, Zhang Min slapped my hand away, turned back and gave me a playful glare before going to the bathroom to shower. I lazily rolled over and lay down on the bed, feeling both comfortable and exhausted.

A dozen minutes later, she came out of the bathroom wearing a bathrobe, her hair wet and draped over her shoulders. Her smooth, fragrant shoulders were exposed above her chest, and beneath the tightly bound robe, her breasts were slightly prominent. Looking down from the neckline, her rounded, soft breasts created an alluring cleavage, and below, a pair of slender, fair legs were visible—very beautiful.

I stared at Zhang Min, dumbfounded, and said, "Sister Min, you're so beautiful."

Zhang Min glanced at me and laughed, "Trying to make me happy again? You have so many beautiful women around you, haven't you had enough?"

I said, "How could I? I can never get enough of Sister Min's body."

Zhang Min knew her body wasn't as good as her sister's, and I was mostly just trying to make her happy, but she was still pleased to hear me say that.

Seeing me lying motionless on the bed, my penis limp and dejected, she couldn't help but chuckle. She gave me a flirtatious look and said, "You little rascal, what are you doing lazing around here? You've been playing for so long without even washing up."

I deliberately spoke in a weak voice, "Oh dear, Sister Min is too amazing! I'm completely exhausted, I can't move anymore. I want Sister Min to wash me."

Zhang Min's face flushed, and she wrinkled her nose coquettishly, teasing me, "Oh, do you think you're still a child, still acting like a spoiled brat?"

Even as she said this, she gently dried me with a towel.

I closed my eyes, enjoying this warm and romantic moment. The towel slid gently over my body, like Zhang Min's small hands caressing me, making me feel lazy and comfortable. Suddenly, Zhang Min lightly slapped me, playfully scolding, "You little devil, can't you behave? Haven't you had enough fun yet?"

I opened my eyes and found that my penis, which Zhang Min had gently wiped with a towel, was now erect again, making Zhang Min feel both embarrassed, angry, and amused. I said, "Sister Min, you woke it up yourself this time, how can you blame me?"

Zhang Min laughed, "It's all your fault, you little pervert, all you think about is this all day long."

I sat up and said, "Since you say so, then I'll think about it one more time."

Zhang Min was startled and said, "What, you want to play again? No, Xiao Xin, I give up."

She had been playing with me for over an hour, and had countless orgasms; she was already satisfied and had no energy left. I threatened her, "You woke it up, and you have to make it sleep again, or else, hehe."

Zhang Min glanced at me, didn't say anything, but gently started stroking it with her small hand again. I'd just had real sex with her, so how could this little thing possibly quell my desire? It only fueled it. I said, "Sister Min, do you want to pick your teeth with a toothpick?"

Zhang Min clearly understood what I meant; her face flushed red again, and she puffed out her cheeks, saying, "No, stop being so vain! I don't want to touch it."

I teased her, "Have you ever touched it? It tastes really good."

Thinking about it still made me feel a little resentful. I don't know how many times I've served them with my mouth, each time making them feel like they were dying of pleasure. Afterwards, they wanted to play again; they were all almost addicted. But when I wanted them to serve me, they would blush and make excuses. When they finally agreed, they severely lacked professional ethics, just giving me a few quick blows and calling it a day. Their technique was terrible; my little brother kept getting bumped by their teeth, which made me afraid to ask them to serve me anymore. I even suspected they were doing it on purpose, trying to escape their duties.

Zhang Min spat at me and said, "Eat my ass! This filthy thing, I'll twist it off if you're not careful."

I said aggrievedly, "You really have no conscience. I'm always the one serving you, and you won't even serve me once."

Zhang Min got into bed next to me, hugged me, and said, "I'm really exhausted today, I have no energy left. How about next time?"

I could see she was really tired, so I didn't press the issue and said, "You said it, you can't go back on your word next time.

" She rolled her eyes at me, sighed helplessly, and said, "Okay, okay, next time I'll definitely use your little toothpick to pick my teeth. I wonder if I owed you something in my past life."

I snuggled into Zhang Min's arms, gently stroking her body, and said, "Sister Min, you must have been so busy these days. When I have some free time, I'll definitely take you out for a good time to relax."

Zhang Min laughed and said, "I'm doing all this for you, my little devil. I'm working myself to the bone while you're having fun with your girlfriends. It's so unfair!"

These past few days, Zhang Min has put in a lot of effort for the pharmacy, running around every day. Now, to get anything done, you need connections and money; otherwise, something that should take three to five days can drag on for ten or fifteen days. This time, we mainly had the connections of Director Ding and General Manager Lin. A few phone calls and approvals from them made things much smoother. We haven't encountered any deliberate obstruction, but some necessary favors and gifts are still unavoidable, and Zhang Min handled all of that. My sister has to work and rarely has time to help Zhang Min; Xu Ke and Li Ruyun, on the other hand, spend their days trading stocks at home and don't have much to do, but they used to be bosses who only took money and didn't have to work, so asking them to ask for favors is difficult for them, both in terms of saving face and not knowing where to start. Zhang Min used to be a manager in a foreign trade company, she's been through the business world, and only she can handle this kind of interpersonal relationship. Now, besides the pharmacy matter requiring Zhang Min's attention, she'll also need to help with her sister's lawsuit.

The next two days were uneventful. I was preparing for my self-study exams this week, studying diligently every day; while my sister and Zhang Min were gathering evidence, preparing for a formal lawsuit against her uncle. Her uncle and aunt's actions deeply hurt my sister, making her determined to reclaim her rightful inheritance, which her uncle had been exploiting for years. This incident completely severed Yin Jie's relationship with her uncle, but it wasn't a big deal; what difference did it make whether such relatives existed or not?

Zhang Sanfeng and I were separated, no longer sitting in front of or behind each other. The class seating arrangement was rearranged, and many students had their seats changed. According to Liu Ruolan, the previous desk arrangement was temporary, and after more than a month, it needed to be rearranged based on students' height and eyesight. This is actually quite normal; we're all still growing. Those who used to sit in the front row might suddenly grow taller and block the view of those behind. But usually, seating arrangements change every half semester, and now they've changed them after only a little over a month. It's obvious they want to separate Zhang Sanfeng and me to avoid us getting on each other's nerves and fighting again. I don't know if this was Liu Ruolan's idea or the Mediterranean guy's.

However, Lin Shiyi and I are still in the same row, just moved back one seat. I've grown a bit taller in the month since school started. I think Liu Ruolan has her own reasons for not separating Lin Shiyi and me; she wants to please Xiaoyi. Although Lin Shiyi doesn't know about Liu Ruolan and my relationship yet, she will eventually find out. If they force us apart, Lin Shiyi will definitely be unhappy with Liu Ruolan, and the two "sisters" might have conflicts when they meet in the future, putting me in a difficult position. Furthermore, Liu Ruolan always felt inferior to Lin Shiyi and Ding Ling, always feeling that because she was so much older than me and had a husband, her status in my heart must not be as high as Xiaoyi and Ding Ling's. I think Liu Ruolan has also fallen in love with me, otherwise, she wouldn't have considered these things.

Although Zhang Sanfeng and I have separated, he still looks at me with a provocative gaze, as if he hasn't had enough of fighting me and wants another round. I ignored him; I have too many things to do and don't have time to waste on him. I came to school to study, not to fight him. Xu Ke and the others paid 80,000 yuan in sponsorship fees for me to get into this school, and I can't let them down. Since Xu Ke and the others had a heart-to-heart talk with my siblings and me, they have also resolved their differences and are now practically like my wives. I must also strengthen myself so that I can better protect them from harm.

P.S.: It seems that most netizens voted against the proposal to deal with Bai Jingjing and her daughter together. I prefer stories with a lighthearted style, and I don't want any of the women around Xiaoxin to leave again; I'll take all of that into consideration.

Some of the erotic content in this chapter is borrowed from material provided by netizens. I've been busy writing lately and haven't had time to read online novels, let alone find this kind of material myself. I'm very grateful to the netizens who helped. I don't know if this netizen wrote it themselves or took it from someone else's work. If possible, please indicate the source so I can also cite it in my article. Even though it's borrowing from excellent works, it's still important to show respect for the work of predecessors.

Chapter 112: Lawsuit Request

Today is Wednesday. My sister went to court to file a lawsuit, and Li Ruyun, Xu Ke, and Zhang Min went with her to give her courage. Naturally, no one is watching the stock and futures markets, but that's okay. Stocks are still falling; we're accumulating shares now. To put it bluntly, which might offend other investors, we'd love for the market to drop as low as possible so we can pick up cheap shares.

Because it's almost been 20 years since Grandma passed away, my sisters had to submit their appeals as soon as possible to avoid missing the deadline, otherwise the court wouldn't accept the case anymore. Here, we calculate death anniversaries according to the lunar calendar; Grandma passed away on the tenth day of the tenth lunar month, which translates to the Gregorian calendar date. This means we've caught the last train.

With such a big event at home, I skipped my SWAT training and went straight home to gather information. Lin Shiyi and Ding Ling are sticking close to me now, afraid another rival might suddenly appear, and they're also concerned about my sisters' situation, so they came home with me.

When we got home, my sisters were already there, but they didn't seem very happy. Xiao Yi asked my sister, "Sister, have you submitted your appeals yet?"

My sister nodded. Xiao Yi asked again, "Then why don't you look happy, sister?"

I was speechless and smiled bitterly, "Miss Lin, are you kidding me? Is going to court fun? Why should you be happy about it?"

Going to court is never a happy thing, especially since this case is my sister suing her uncle. Although my sister keeps saying that she wants to sever ties with her uncle, this blood relationship can't be severed so easily. My sister's mother died early, and her uncle is her only relative in this world. But she never expected this to be the result. How could my sister not be heartbroken?

Zhang Min said, "The case was submitted, but the person was driven to this point by anger."

I asked curiously, "Why? It's just submitting a complaint, what's there to be angry about?"

Zhang Min said, "Do you know who we ran into at court today, and who we handed the complaint to?"

I thought for a moment and said, "It must have been that scumbag couple. Didn't that stinky woman say her brother is a judge? You couldn't possibly have handed the complaint to him by chance, could you?"

Zhang Min smiled and said, "You're quite clever today, kid, you guessed it right away."

So what? Your hint was so obvious, it would be a miracle if I still couldn't guess it.

My sister glanced at me and said, "Speak more politely, don't use foul language."

I said, "Ah, if I said your uncle and his wife were a pair of dogs, wouldn't that make my dear sister a dog too? She deserves a beating."

My sister couldn't help but laugh and said, "You're the dog."

I then asked Zhang Min, "So, what did the couple say?"

Zhang Min said, "What good things could they say? Do I have to repeat myself? Can't you think of them yourself?"

Zhang Min didn't want to repeat those hurtful words and upset my sister again. According to Zhang Min, my sister's aunt's brother is the presiding judge of that court, and supposedly also holds the title of vice president of the district court, probably preparing to become the president next year. This future high-ranking judge initially refused to accept my sister's lawsuit, naturally citing the statute of limitations. He said that my grandmother had been dead for over 20 years, exceeding the statute of limitations, and the court would no longer accept the case. My uncle and aunt even corroborated my sister's testimony, saying that my grandmother had indeed been dead for over 20 years. They were truly blinded by greed for these hundreds of thousands of yuan in inheritance. They even wanted to change the anniversary of their grandmother's death, insisting on whether it was the lunar or solar calendar. If, according to them, their grandmother passed away on October 10th, then today would truly be past the statute of limitations. Finally, only when their sister questioned them about whether they had visited their grandmother's grave or held an anniversary celebration did they feel a little ashamed and fall silent.

Then, my uncle and his family argued back and forth, their aim being to prove that my sister knew about the property issue two years ago, and that bringing it up now meant the statute of limitations had expired. The presiding judge, my aunt's brother, was clearly biased and deliberately obstructive, demanding that my sister first produce evidence proving she only learned of the property infringement within the last two years before the court would accept the case. Their intentions were insidious; they wanted to delay until after my grandmother's death anniversary, exceeding the 20-year statute of limitations.

My sister, of course, insisted she had only recently learned of the infringement, a bottom line we had to firmly uphold, and we could not back down. She countered with reason, arguing that according to the principles of civil procedure law, a court must accept a case if the following four conditions are met: the plaintiff is a citizen, legal person, or other organization with a direct interest in the case; there is a clearly identified defendant; there are specific claims and facts and reasons; and the case falls within the scope of civil litigation accepted by the people's court and is under the jurisdiction of the people's court. We have now proven that the case is within the 20-year statute of limitations. If you believe we have exceeded the two-year statute of limitations, according to the principle of "whoever asserts must prove," you should provide evidence; otherwise, it should be considered that the prerequisite for litigation has been met. Furthermore, the statute of limitations has become the focal point of the dispute between the plaintiff and defendant. In cases where the court cannot make a definitive judgment, it should accept the case first and then further clarify the situation during the trial, rather than making it a prerequisite for acceptance.

My uncle and his family naturally do not want the court to accept this case. If it waits another month, even if we want to sue them, we will have no way out. The court president, my aunt's brother, naturally sided with my uncle and his family, making excuses and refusing to accept the case.

Because of the dispute between my sister and uncle, many onlookers gathered, including many locals who knew some of the inside story and sympathized with my sister. Several of them may have been involved in lawsuits before, and may have suffered mistreatment or unfair treatment at the hands of judges. Seeing their sister being deliberately harassed, they argued with their uncle and aunt out of righteous indignation. Currently, some judges have a poor public image: "taking money from the plaintiff and eating it from the defendant," "power over the law," "personal connections over the law, relationships can cover up crimes," and "winning the case but losing money" are common opinions of some judges. While these statements are somewhat extreme, they reflect the reality of the current situation in China and cannot be ignored. The quality of some of our judges urgently needs improvement. This is not just a matter of legal expertise; the most important thing is to truly establish a spirit of serving the people, rather than just paying lip service.

The uncle, aunt, and the judge were surrounded and criticized by a group of people, which was quite embarrassing and awkward. The current court president, the future district court president, was particularly furious, threatening to have the bailiffs remove everyone. However, he could only talk the talk; it's highly questionable how effective four or five bailiffs can be against forty or fifty indignant people. People have a herd mentality. When one person starts talking about the unfair treatment they received during a lawsuit, it resonates with everyone, and the more they talk, the more agitated and angry they become. If my sister hadn't earnestly persuaded everyone not to act impulsively, the courthouse sign might have been smashed.

As the saying goes, it's hard to defy public anger, and seeing the situation was about to spiral out of control, the judge had no choice but to efficiently accept our lawsuit. Because the presiding judge personally accepted the lawsuit, it was practically an on-the-spot filing, skipping the "seven-day filing and notification of the parties" procedure. The court immediately issued my sister a "Notice of Acceptance of Case." Since the defendant, my uncle, was also present, it saved even more time. The "Notice of Appearance" and copies of the lawsuit were also served on the spot, and my uncle immediately signed for them. Otherwise, just delivering the "Notice of Appearance" might have taken five days, and the response must be completed within fifteen days. This saved at least ten days. We were now in the right, and my uncle and his family knew they were in the wrong; they were quite embarrassed in front of so many people.

Litigation is a mentally and physically exhausting process. The acceptance of the case is just the beginning; there's a whole host of things to do before the formal trial. Seeing how difficult it is just to file the complaint today, who knows what will happen next? The reason my uncle and his family were in court today was obviously to smooth things over for the lawsuit. The presiding judge is my aunt's brother; what do you think the outcome will be? However, my uncle and his family also made a mistake. They shouldn't have gone to court. Why not discuss any underhanded dealings at home instead of going to court? Do they think no one knows they're related? Now, if the final verdict is unfavorable to us, everyone else will be dissatisfied.

After listening to Zhang Min's explanation, Ding Ling said, "That judge is my sister and aunt's brother; he should recuse himself and not participate in the trial."

It seems she really did go back and brush up on some legal knowledge with her father; she even knows about the recusal system.

I said, "He's the presiding judge of the court, and he'll be promoted to court president soon. Of course, everyone under him will flatter him and do whatever he says. Do you think it makes any difference whether he recuses himself or not?"

Ding Ling added, "Then let's not go to him to file a complaint. My dad has a very good relationship with the city court president."

It seems that people's awareness is really a problem these days. When something happens, they don't think about relying on the law, but on connections. That's the reality.

I said, "It seems you haven't brushed up on your legal knowledge. Haven't you heard of 'the plaintiff is the defendant'? Besides, the subject matter is real estate, which is under the jurisdiction of the court where the real estate is located. Also, this judge has connections; he's Zhang Sanfeng's father. We can't let your dad have another conflict with Vice Mayor Zhang over this."

The ways of officialdom are really complicated. If you want to climb up, you have to rely on connections.

The town where my sister's property is located was designated as a scenic tourist area by the city last year. Originally a town under the city's jurisdiction, it became a town in the new district this year due to the "county-to-district" reform. However, the city government has taken over its financial management authority, with Vice Mayor Zhang in charge. Now, this town has created conflict between the city and the district: While it's technically part of the city, administratively it still falls under the district's jurisdiction, with personnel management, roads, traffic, schools, and government staff all under its control; yet, it's also not part of the district, as the district has no control over its revenue, budget, and finances—the city receives nothing. Thus, the town has become a "no-man's land," manageable by both the city and the district, but ultimately becoming Vice Mayor Zhang's personal fiefdom, where he has absolute power. Vice Mayor Zhang, with his political ambitions, naturally wants to seize this opportunity to cultivate his own influence. Tourism is a very profitable industry these days, and this town, as a scenic tourist area, generates a considerable annual fiscal revenue. Now, it's under the direct control of Vice Mayor Zhang, who wields considerable power.

Officials naturally want to climb the ranks, which requires achievements. Achievements require investment, and investment requires money. Vice Mayor Zhang's control of the town is like holding a gold mine. He can do whatever he wants with just his signature, without having to worry about anyone else's opinion, and no one dares to audit him. For example, last year when the city held a cultural festival, Vice Mayor Zhang spent over 20 million yuan with a single stroke of his pen. With money, things are easier; the festival was a resounding success, and that achievement naturally went to Vice Mayor Zhang. With these achievements, Vice Mayor Zhang has the capital for promotion. Fang Xiaoyi said he's likely to be promoted next year; he's only in his early forties, the prime of his career.

Many people in the town are now close associates of Vice Mayor Zhang. This presiding judge of the court has climbed the social ladder by associating with Vice Mayor Zhang and will soon be promoted as well. And that policeman we met a few days ago—I heard his father is the town mayor. No wonder he said he wasn't afraid of the bureau chief; it turns out he has Vice Mayor Zhang as his backer. He probably recognized Ding Ling that day, knowing she's the daughter of the city bureau chief, and was somewhat wary. Otherwise, I probably would have been locked up for two days.

I heard all this from Ding Ling; she heard it from her father. Given this, we can't involve Director Ding anymore; we have to rely on ourselves.

That's how the world is—survival of the fittest, and the kind are often bullied. To avoid being bullied, you must strengthen yourself. The law doesn't always protect the weak. My uncle and his family were clearly encroaching on my sister's property, yet we had to go through so much trouble and suffer so much indignity to fight for our rights. We were lucky this time; if it hadn't been for the statute of limitations of one year, the law would have ignored us and abandoned us.

Chapter 113: Welcoming the Dust

Saturday arrived in the blink of an eye—the day of the national unified self-study examination.

Surviving in society these days is really difficult; you need a diploma for every job. Due to fierce competition and oversupply, some employers have raised their standards higher and higher, sometimes to an absurd degree. There are "undergraduate cleaners" and "master's degree receptionists"—it's practically a mockery of diplomas, a disguised devaluation of them. This employment situation has also kept the postgraduate entrance exam fever rising for the past two years. What can you do? Everyone studies so hard—isn't it to find a good job? Nobody wants to be unemployed after graduating from university.

I enrolled in self-study exams in my first year of high school out of financial pressure. I thought that if I could start working sooner, I could ease the burden on my sister. Honestly, who doesn't want to live a carefree life? I wanted to be like my classmates, able to relax and play after school. When I enrolled, I never imagined that my wealth would accumulate so quickly in just a few months. Now, my personal account alone has 200,000 yuan. Even if I start working later, that's more than ten years' worth of salary.

The exams went very smoothly; I wrote with lightning speed, without hesitation, effortlessly, and felt extremely confident. This wasn't because I was arrogant; the courses I enrolled in were very simple—one on Marx's philosophy, and another on moral education. As long as you're willing to memorize, you're guaranteed to pass. I've read those two books a dozen or twenty times. If I still couldn't pass, I might as well just die to avoid embarrassing my sister.

Lin Shiyi and Ding Ling were waiting for me outside, looking bored. Seeing me come out, they said, "Why are you taking so long? Are you trying to kill us with waiting?"

I retorted, "Is this slow? The exam is two and a half hours long, and I only took an hour! You're complaining? Do you think I'm Superman or a genius?"

I thought to myself, I really don't want you to wait. Zhang Ning and Fang Xiaoyi are coming later. With you two there, you might start fighting over her again. Two girls fighting, and the man gets hurt. Wouldn't I be the one who suffers?

Lin Shiyi said, "What's so great about that? You weren't the first to hand in your paper."

Oh my god, are you deliberately trying to annoy me? There are people who finished earlier than me, but they handed in their papers half an hour after the bell rang. Can you compare them to me? Ding Ling laughed, "Exactly, if you're so capable, try finishing the exam in half an hour."

I said, "Are you deliberately trying to annoy me? If you

're so capable, go and try the exam yourselves." Lin Shiyi said, "Would I be like you? You could skip a perfectly good university and instead take a self-study exam. Do you think I'm just wasting my time?"

Of course, she didn't need to take the exam. Even if she didn't go to university, her father's money was enough for her to live on for a lifetime. For Xiaoyi, whether she went to university or not, whether she had a diploma or not, didn't matter much to her future life. She

could still be the chairman of the board. You can't compare people, or you'd go crazy. The gap between the rich and the poor is widening, and the polarization is becoming more and more serious. Some people living at the bottom of society have begun to develop a resentment towards the rich, and there is a growing trend of vicious crimes such as kidnapping and extortion targeting the rich. We are in an economically developed area, with an annual per capita income ranking among the top in the country. Naturally, the salaries of civil servants have also risen accordingly. I heard that the average salary of civil servants in some departments is close to 50,000 yuan. If both husband and wife are civil servants, their annual income is 100,000 yuan. Ding Ling's mother is the head of a local tax bureau branch, earning 70,000 to 80,000 yuan a year. She doesn't need to buy a car; it's a given that she's chauffeured around in an official vehicle. Now, there's talk of some kind of vehicle reform, and almost everyone in the tax bureau with a formal position—a civil servant—almost already owns or is planning to own a private car. Meanwhile, the situation is much more dire for some laid-off workers' families. For example, Xiao Li's family of three relies on her mother's part-time job, earning only 400-500 yuan a month, or 5,000-6,000 yuan a year—less than a tenth of Ding Ling's income. How can anyone accept this? Aren't the people the masters of the country? Aren't civil servants the servants of the people? How come the servants' salaries are so much higher than the masters'? Is the difference in contribution to society really that great, even though both are labor? These complaints can only be kept to oneself; one can't just say them out loud, otherwise it would be considered reactionary. But keeping them bottled up is truly unsettling.

The three of us walked and talked until we reached the entrance of the school where the exam was being held. We immediately spotted Zhang Ning's BMW parked on the side of the road.

Zhang Ning and Fang Xiaoyi had apparently been there for a while, waiting for me outside the school so as not to disturb my exam. They turned on their lights when they saw us come out, and Fang Xiaoyi even waved to me. I said, "Xiaoyi, how long have you been here? Why didn't you call to let me know so I could come pick you up?"

Fang Xiaoyi laughed, "How could I dare disturb you? I even got hung up on when I tried to call you."

The rules for the self-study exam were quite strict; cell phones weren't allowed in the exam room, otherwise it would be considered cheating. Before I entered the exam room, Lin Shiyi had temporarily kept my phone. Presumably, when Fang Xiaoyi called, Lin Shiyi answered and, seeing it was her rival calling, hung up. I glanced at Lin Shiyi and could only smile wryly. What could I do about it?

Lin Shiyi and Ding Ling were both very unhappy, their lips pouting. Now, new girlfriends keep popping up around me, each one prettier than the last, making them jealous, annoyed, and even a little threatened. Girls are naturally prone to jealousy, especially Lin Shiyi and Ding Ling, who were pampered and spoiled by their parents since childhood. Seeing other girls surrounded by boyfriends showering them with affection, while they have to share boyfriends with other women, naturally makes them feel wronged and unbalanced. Sometimes I wonder if I'm being too selfish by having so many girlfriends with me. Although I've had a heart-to-heart talk with Zhang Min and the others, which helped them resolve some of their issues, I still have some unresolved feelings myself. But I'm a man, and with so many women around, complaining would seem like I'm getting a free ride while pretending to be innocent.

I said to Zhang Ning, "Sister Ning, you've become even more beautiful in just a few days."

Zhang Ning laughed, "You're so good at sweet-talking people. Why haven't you come to Shanghai to see me these past few days? Have you forgotten me?"

I said, "How could I? I've been dreaming about you, sister."

Lin Shiyi couldn't help but snort at my cheesy words, which made Fang Xiaoyi laugh as well. Fang Xiaoyi introduced Zhang Ning, "This is Lin Shiyi, whose name is similar to mine, and this is Ding Ling."

Zhang Ning said, "You two are so beautiful! No wonder Xiao Xin has forgotten about us after having you two."

Lin Shiyi said, "I'm not as beautiful as you two. If Xiao Xin is going to forget anyone, it'll be me

, not you." Zhang Ning had intended to befriend Lin Shiyi, but she had inadvertently touched a nerve. Lin Shiyi was quite proud of her looks, but Zhang Ning, Fang Xiaoyi, and Ding Ling were all more beautiful than her. Wasn't Zhang Ning's comment just reopening a sore spot?

Seeing that the atmosphere wasn't very good, I quickly interjected, "Sister Ning, how many days are you planning to stay this time?"

Zhang Ning said, "What, you already want me to leave as soon as I arrive?"

"How could that be? I'd love for you to stay a few more days so I can keep you company."

Fang Xiaoyi said, "We really are going to stay a few more days this time, but I'm afraid you're just saying that and don't really want us to stay longer."

Zhang Ning came to visit me this time not only, but also to go home for a few days. I wonder if her mother, like Zhang Min's mother, called Zhang Ning back to arrange blind dates. But with Zhang Ning's looks, she doesn't need such an old-fashioned method. She has plenty of suitors; if these potential rivals knew I stole their sweethearts, I'd be turned into mincemeat!

It's still early; the exam starts at 2 PM, and it's only a little past 3 PM, plenty of time before dinner. But Zhang Ning and her friends haven't even had lunch yet. They set off in the morning, and were supposed to be home by noon, but there was a car accident on the highway, turning what usually takes three hours into a six-hour journey—double the time! The highway wasn't fast at all; it would have been faster on the national road, but they still charged the toll without even an apology.

I said with a pained expression, "Why didn't you go eat first? Why are you waiting for me here? This isn't the way to lose weight. I'll call home and ask Sister Yun to prepare some snacks for you. Don't let the two beauties go hungry."

Zhang Ning and Fang Xiaoyi exercise every day and have practically no excess fat. The word "diet" doesn't apply to them; they've simply lost weight.

Zhang Ning said, "At least you have some conscience and know how to care about us. You don't need to trouble your family; we can just grab something to eat outside."

Actually, it's only a few minutes' drive home, much more convenient than eating out. Zhang Ning just didn't want to go to Li Ruyun's house and face her rivals. She was clearly jealous inside, but on the surface, she had to keep up a cheerful facade. As the president of a large corporation, Zhang Ning is worth over a hundred million. She's usually aloof and doesn't care about most men. Her being with me was purely by chance, and with my special ability, it would be too much to ask her to share me with other women.

Zhang Ning picked out a Japanese restaurant, saying it was for me to try something new. While working in Shanghai, I was surrounded by Zhang Ning and Fang Xiaoyi, and I really had a lot of good food. I tried all sorts of regional specialties from all over China, as well as French cuisine, Indian food, South Korean dishes, California steak, Australian lobster, and more. But Japanese food was something I'd never tried before. Zhang Ning had wanted to take me there in Shanghai before, but both times I opted for a seafood feast instead. Zhang Ning asked me why I didn't like Japanese food, and my answer made her both laugh and cry. The reason? I hated the Japanese.

In my historical knowledge, Japan seemed to have always been a troublemaker for China, doing nothing good and committing countless atrocities. They started harming China during the Ming Dynasty, with Wokou (Japanese pirates) invading the southeastern coast and massacring Chinese civilians. The Qing Dynasty was even worse; I'm too ashamed to say more. Japan occupied Taiwan for fifty years, cultivating a group of die-hard pro-Japanese separatists. Now the Taiwan issue has become a major problem, and the root cause still lies with Japan. Without this humiliating history, would those separatists dare to say that Taiwan wasn't part of China before? The Diaoyu Islands issue is also protracted, with Japan even sending warships to prevent activists from landing on the islands. Here, the crimes of the invading Japanese army are irrefutable and unforgettable. There's a memorial to the victims of Japanese germ warfare at the intersection of Kaiming Street. Seeing in the newspapers that Japanese leaders refuse to acknowledge their history of aggression against China and even revise textbooks makes walking past this memorial even more infuriating.

Damn it, I can't think about this anymore. If I keep thinking about it, I won't want to eat any Japanese food. Zhang Ning specially accompanied me to try something new today; I can't let her be disappointed. Besides, although I dislike Japan, I can't hate everything associated with the word "Japan." That would be too extreme.

I'd heard that Japanese food was expensive and limited, and it seems that's true! Everything was served in tiny cups, plates, and dishes, with pitifully small portions—not even enough to fill a toothpick. It was the first time for Lin Shiyi, Ding Ling, and me to eat it. Everything looked so exquisite, but the taste was rather underwhelming. I absolutely hate sashimi; the thought of it being raw makes me feel uneasy. And the rice balls? They're just seaweed-wrapped rice balls, neither sweet nor sour. As for the sake, it's practically the same as the homemade glutinous rice wine we have in the countryside during Chinese New Year.

Zhang Ning and Fang Xiaoyi often entertain clients, so they've naturally tried all sorts of dishes. Hearing me muttering to myself while eating, they couldn't help but laugh. "Just eat! Why all the talk? You said you were welcoming me, but I came here to listen to your nonsense."

I asked, "I didn't bring any money today, so this meal is on you."

Zhang Ning laughed, "What kind of shameless host are you? You treat, but the guests have to pay!"

I said, "Don't you know I'm poor? Are you going to let me go bankrupt?"

Although I'm much wealthier than before, I usually only have three or five hundred yuan in my wallet. Fang Xiaoyi said this "small meal" for five people would cost at least two thousand yuan—it's practically ripping people off!

From the next private room, some people were singing and shouting, annoying us. Lin Shiyi frowned and said, "Who are they? Why are they so noisy?"

The waitress said that several Taiwanese and Japanese businessmen were drinking next door, and the Japanese were quite drunk and singing enthusiastically. They were regulars here, and the maids knew their tempers, so none of them dared to try and dissuade them. If they displeased them, they'd be scolded at best, beaten at worst, or even harassed. The maids were afraid of losing their jobs if they angered the guests, so they dared not speak out. Just then, a woman screamed "Ah!" from next door, followed by a man's angry curse and the laughter of several other men. Since Zhang Ning had already paid the bill, we were preparing to leave. The door to the private room was open, so the sounds were particularly clear. I don't understand Japanese, but I know "baka" is an insult.

The door to the next private room opened, and a girl rushed out, covering her face, and bumped into Fang Xiaoyi. Fang Xiaoyi helped her up and asked, "What happened? Did someone bully you?"

The girl just lowered her head and cried, without saying a word. Fang Xiaoyi said, "These Japanese bastards only know how to bully women in their own country. They're still like this in China. They think Chinese women are easy to bully? This is still Chinese soil, and they're acting like they own the place."

A drunken man, short and stout with a balding head, came out of the private room. He was clearly Japanese. Seeing the girl was still there, he grabbed her and tried to drag her back into the room, cursing incessantly. Fang Xiaoyi pushed him away, pulled the girl behind her, and said to the people who followed, "If you don't want trouble, you'd better keep an eye on him. Don't think Chinese women are easy to bully. If anything happens, Chinese law will punish you."

Ding Ling helped the girl up, saying, "It's alright, it's okay now."

The girl whispered, "Thank you."

Ding Ling suddenly froze, saying, "You, aren't you Tian Tian? What are you doing here?"

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