[Urban] Bewitching Wife and Foolish Husband (Complete) - 7-9

Chapter 17 The Scandal Unfolds, a Plan Within a Plan.

Since ancient times, men have been inherently contradictory male animals. As the saying goes, men have two heads controlling their thoughts: one is their living brain, and the other is their testicles.

Imagine, when a man's thoughts are filled with passion, he often has the urge to see or hear his partner cheating, so his testicles often take control. But once they actually see their partner cheating right before their eyes, their expression will be one of utter rage, and their thoughts will erupt in fury.

So men are truly strange sometimes; sometimes they crave to see their wives cheat, while on the other hand, they fear being cuckolded and regretting it too late. And at this moment, I was no exception.

In just over ten minutes, I truly experienced all sorts of unforgettable feelings; the four basic human emotions of joy, anger, sorrow, and happiness were all etched into my soul.

Just then, by a twist of fate, my muddled emotions were once again dragged to the brink of madness.

My maid, Sister Jun, suddenly appeared beside me like lightning. She looked at me curiously and said, "Master, so you're here. Has something happened? I can hear people shouting from my room." In this extremely embarrassing situation, I was so frightened by her appearance that I turned to look at her, completely panicked. I quickly put my left index finger to my lips, as if to tell her to be quiet, and knelt on the ground.

She opened her mouth wide, her eyes staring at me, her face immediately showing a look of utter horror. She trembled and said in a slightly trembling voice, "Oh my god! Master, what are you doing! Why are your pants down?" In that instant, Sister Jun obediently covered her mouth with her hands, her terrified eyes trembling as she stared at her master's genitals. Suddenly, her pupils dilated in fright, and she leaned back slightly.

Once she recovered from the shock of the scene before her, she immediately fled without looking back.

In that moment of astonishment, my heart pounded wildly, my entire body pounding so hard I could only hear my own heartbeat. At that moment, I couldn't care less about Sister Jun; I had a much more pressing concern: the adulterous couple in the movie theater.

In an instant, I turned my head sharply, staring at the door in front of me, my mind racing. What if my wife and her lover heard Sister Jun's cries and suddenly rushed out to see what was happening? How could I, the master of the house, naked from the waist down, face them?

At that moment, I lay on the floor, still feeling detached from my body. After the passionate release, my thoughts slowly returned, and a dull, aching pain welled up deep within me, surging like blood rushing to my heart. This contrasting feeling left me weak, unable to pull myself out of my grief for a long time.

At that moment, I looked around carefully for a while. My blank, lifeless eyes suddenly noticed that the door in front of me was covered with the thick semen that had erupted from my body. I also felt my penis, disregarding its dignity, trembling slightly in the air. Thinking about it, it really was fucking perverted!

Just then, the panting and moans of orgasm coming from inside the room suddenly stopped, and the whole space seemed to become much quieter. Afterwards, I stood there for a while, and to avoid being discovered by them, I scrambled to my feet and left without looking back from what was once a sweet home.

Some people say that the darkness of night can settle the glitz and clamor of the day, but at this moment, I felt that this night brought me only boundless sorrow and regret.

In this moment of heartbreak, I was so devastated by the scene of the affair that I drove my sports car like a madman, and went to a quiet bar nearby to drown my sorrows. Throughout this long journey, I kept questioning myself: what is the lowest level of humanity? At that moment, I suddenly felt that humanity is inherently vicious, and everyone's heart is so ugly.

A short while later, I finally arrived at a bar I'd never been to before and started drinking alone.

After an hour of frantic drinking, I shouted wildly at every bartender:

"Give me another bucket! I want beer! Give me beer now! You're all idiots!" At that moment, my eyes were blurry as I noticed every customer in the bar looking at me, everyone, including the bartenders, bowing their heads and complaining about me. Suddenly, I felt like I had become a heinous communist, why was everyone against me?

"Why?! What for?!" I slumped onto the table in resentment, my mind screaming incessantly.

A short while later, after frantically drinking several more buckets of beer, I lay drunkenly on a bar table, repeatedly asking myself this painful and sorrowful question.

"My dearest wife, do you even know how much I truly love you? But I didn't know you would actually sleep with someone else! And you had to find out secretly! I just wanted to test you. I didn't really mean it... no... I didn't... I was powerless..." The more I thought about my wife's innocent face, the more I wanted to cry. It's truly laughable and shameful for a man to have come to this point, especially since I'm a super-rich man who gets whatever he wants. I shouldn't be bothered by this at all. I divorced my first wife to get this beautiful and vibrant wife. At worst, I could divorce my current wife and find an even more beautiful and sexy woman. But I just can't get over this hurdle—the face and reputation that money can't buy in high society.

That scoundrel Xu Qiang will definitely use this to blackmail me, or even use it as a joke to threaten me.

The consequences could be severe. Not only will I be ruined, but I'll also never have the face to stand in this high society again.

"I'll get my revenge! I'll find a way to teach him a lesson! I'll take your dog's life!" I swore to myself through gritted teeth as I drunkenly chug down the last drop of beer.

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As the saying goes, "A wise person doesn't do anything wrong." Even on a dark and stormy night, they aren't afraid of ghosts peeking from behind or frightening them from the front. Only those with a guilty conscience are always afraid that their wrongdoings will bring retribution and eternal damnation. They often live with a sense of dread, fearing both the dangers ahead and the dangers behind, after making a single wrong move.

At this moment, on a summer day filled with birdsong and fragrant flowers, the sky was filled with blue and white clouds, and the sun shone brightly on all the people. From afar, one could almost hear the voices of judgment emanating from a forbidden and important place—the imperial court.

Zooming in, it turned out to be a powerful local government office. Inside this local government office, a magistrate dressed in Qing Dynasty attire sat high on a wooden chair. Before him knelt a wronged couple, being judged by this righteous magistrate.

"Your Honor, please restore my innocence!" Yang Yi heard her husband, Chen Dong—Chen Jiarong—blankly pleading to this seemingly ordinary man.

"As I see it," the magistrate said silently from his wooden table, "you're saying your wife cheated on you, and you were completely unaware until recently discovering her infidelity. Am I right?"

Yang Yi, her eyes still wet, saw her husband nod immediately, indicating that the official was entirely correct.

"Then do you have any evidence to prove that what you've said is true?" the official continued.

Yang Yi, her eyes unblinking, looked at her husband and said to the official, "Last night, I broke down the door and caught my wife and her lecherous husband making love in the bedroom. I even accidentally killed the lecherous husband, but he attacked first, trying to take my life. I was forced to act in self-defense." The official's gaze then shifted to the male corpse on the ground, and he remained silent for a moment, deep in thought.

Yang Yi glanced at the corpse with fear, then stared back at her husband of so many years. At that moment, his face was filled with lewdness, as if he were plotting how to send this utterly wanton woman to hell.

"Sir, here's some gold, a small gift from me. Please accept it." Yang Yi was terrified by what she overheard. Her eyes widened as she stared at her husband, who leered at the official before him. "

Very well! Your Honor has the verdict! Ms. Yang Yi, as a married woman, and the wife of a prominent family, you not only failed to be a dutiful wife to Chen Jiarong, but you also went so far as to commit adultery, even becoming pregnant! You have committed a heinous crime, deserving of death! I hereby sentence you to death! As for Brother Chen, since you killed someone in self-defense, you are acquitted." The official announced this to them.

Immediately, the magistrate angrily shouted at the officials standing beside him, "Guards! Take this lewd woman to the sea and throw her in! Drown her!" At this moment, in the yamen, all that could be seen was Yang Yi, her sleeves soaked with tears. She was desperately kicking and struggling in a cage used for holding piglets, screaming in terror,

"Ah! Help! Please let me go! I'm not a lewd woman! I don't want this! Husband, come save me! I'm your wife!" She cried out in extreme fear, as if she was about to urinate.

At this moment, she turned her head to look at her husband, Chairman Chen—Chen Jiarong—while the magistrate, who was kneeling before them without even glancing at her, stood beside them.

"Court adjourned!" the magistrate said arrogantly, holding a golden plate in his hand.

"Your Excellency is wise, thank you so much!" Yang Yi said happily, watching her husband kowtow vigorously.

"No! No! I don't want to die! Help me!!!" Yang Yi screamed frantically, her mind reeling.

Just then, Xu Qiang was startled by Yang Yi's cry of "Help me!" and jumped off her naked body.

"No! I don't want to!" Yang Yi cried out in panic.

"Yang Yi, are you alright? Don't cry, I'm here to protect you." Xu Qiang held her tightly in his arms, comforting her.

"I...where am I? I was just...it was a dream!" Yang Yi trembled violently, her blood rushing to her head. She immediately leaned tightly into Xu Qiang's chest and sighed loudly.

At this moment, Yang Yi's heart was filled with complex emotions, as if a thousand pounds of weight were dragging her down.

She kept thinking that if she lived in ancient times, her actions would truly be irredeemable, even so immoral as to allow others to pelt her with stones until she died. At that moment, the more she thought about it, the colder her heart became. She choked back saliva, and tears uncontrollably streamed from the windows of her soul. In

that quiet, silent moment, the entire space seemed to instantly transform into a serene, otherworldly paradise.

Only the ticking of the clock in the movie theater could be heard. A moment later, when their heartbeats pounded together, their poignant gazes at each other seemed to be rekindling a past love affair!

"Yang Yi, what dream did you have just now? You seem so panicked," Xu Qiang finally asked, tenderly embracing her tightly.

Yang Yi was panting, the panic on her face gradually subsiding. She then murmured shyly, "I'm fine, my husband will be back any minute. Can you let me get up? I need to go to the bathroom." Xu Qiang's mind raced as he recalled Chen Dong peeping at them making love outside the door, and a sense of relief washed over him. His face beaming, he tenderly said, "Okay! I told you, if your husband sees us like this, I can guarantee he won't be angry." Yang Yi knew she was still naked in Xu Qiang's arms, and her shy eyes glanced at him... After exposing her naked lower body for a moment, she shyly said to him, "Please stop talking. Aren't you going to let me go to the bathroom? I don't want to get pregnant like this." Xu Qiang's handsome face suddenly exuded a strong masculine aura, and his dark eyes lingered on her beautiful face. Overwhelmed with emotion, he said earnestly, "I, Xu Qiang, swear here and now that I will never despise Yang Yi. I just want you to understand clearly that what I'm saying is true. I really still love you, and my heart has never changed." Yang Yi gazed at him with extremely shy eyes, unable to look away for a long time. Finally, she got up from Xu Qiang's embrace, picked up her clothes from the floor, and then turned back to look at Xu Qiang, who was still resting on the sofa, with an extremely tender expression. He had his legs spread apart, and his penis was still slightly erect and trembling. Suddenly, she felt incredibly angry about the lewd scene she and Xu Qiang were starring in!

Just then, she noticed that the door to the movie theater was slightly ajar!

"Why...why is the door open? Didn't you say it was closed? What if my husband happens to come home and sees us like this? And what about my maid? Oh my god! I can't live here anymore!" she exclaimed, her face flushed with shyness.

At this moment, Xu Qiang noticed the slight suspicion on Yang Yi's face, which reflected her gentle and timid side. Her rosy cheeks were indeed quite adorable and charming.

Xu Qiang smiled and pulled her into a tight embrace. He gently held her waist, clinging to her like a couple deeply in love, and said, "Silly girl, wouldn't it be better if people knew? Then we could be together legitimately. For me, are you willing to give up your husband? I may not be able to give you the high-quality life you want right now, but I have endless time to achieve this goal. Please believe me." "Xu Qiang, I wasn't serious just now. I actually love my husband very, very much, so I beg you to stop bothering me and my marriage. And I don't want to see you again, please leave immediately." Yang Yi, gradually becoming distracted, pushed him away.

In an instant, Yang Yi felt a pang of heartache and tears welled up in her eyes. She knew clearly that it was time to wake up. If she didn't wake up and pull herself out of this deep abyss, her husband would be in serious trouble once he discovered her infidelity. Perhaps the happy times she and her husband had shared would be gone forever.

At this moment, Yang Yi seemed to be gazing at him from afar, her status and position seemingly distant. In her trembling, dark eyes, she deeply understood that she still harbored a deep, ambiguous feeling towards the man before her, and she felt extremely conflicted.

She knew full well that if she chose to elope with him, she would have to abandon the luxurious life and quality of life she had always longed for. But she also knew she couldn't bear to destroy such a life of wealth and privilege. Finally, after a period of intense deliberation, she slightly raised her head, and her beautiful face gradually filled with sadness, sorrow, and a sense of desolation.

"I'm sorry, please let me go!" she pleaded, her voice heavy with despair.

After uttering her final words, she resolutely turned away from Xu Qiang and walked silently upstairs to the bathroom.

Seeing Yang Yi leave him, Xu Qiang felt a pang of disheartened resentment. His eyes hardened, and he finally uttered an unusual phrase: "Damn it! She won't drink the toast, but insists on drinking the penalty shot!" A moment later, still deep in thought in the movie theater, Xu Qiang silently made a plan for himself. He then took out his phone and dialed several familiar numbers. " Hello

, the plan has changed. We'll discuss it in detail at the usual place tonight, " Xu Qiang said confidently into the phone. ********** ... My blurry eyes slowly opened, and I vaguely saw a rather sexy-looking woman standing in front of me. Her features looked remarkably like my wife—Yang Yi. At that moment, my entire being, including my emotions, overwhelmed me, and I began to sob uncontrollably before her. "Wife?! Why did you do this to me? Why did you hurt me? I don't want to be cuckolded!" I cried, trying to hug her, my voice trembling with shock. "Sir! Get away! What's wrong with you?! Go home and find your wife! You're crazy!" The waitress pushed me away in surprise, then glared at me with a sour look, her tone filled with extreme anger. Like a sudden awakening, I collapsed helplessly into the nearly empty bar, then broke down on the floor, sobbing uncontrollably, a maniacal laugh echoing in my mind. It turns out that men can openly have multiple wives and concubines, but if a woman is unfaithful to her husband and cannot return home, that's considered shameful and utterly despicable! At that moment, I deeply agreed. My wife, cheating on me in the villa, immediately popped into my mind. Her beautiful curves, her full, rounded body, and her alluring, sweet face lingered in my memory countless times, filling me with worry and deep regret. Then, glancing to the side, I noticed people around me staring, some murmuring incessantly. After a moment, through several mental struggles and sighs during this low point in my life, I finally mustered a little courage and, heartbroken, prepared to go home and clean up the mess I had created. I helplessly got up and stumbled towards the bar's entrance, though I vaguely heard the occasional patron whispering behind my back. ...On this quiet, deep night, I was driving my beloved luxury sports car, completely drunk and lost in a hazy, intoxicated state. I drove along the same route home, the window open, indulging in the allure of a cigarette. Suddenly, a cool breeze outside jolted me awake. Just then, a gust of cold wind blew from the front of the car, and I felt a chill that seemed particularly biting, even the willow branches swaying in the wind looked somewhat frightened. In that instant , the chilling wind seemed to be giving me a warning, and I felt an inexplicable, strange unease. I instinctively wanted to stop the car, though I pressed the accelerator hard, desperately trying to drive forward. A chilling breeze brushed past my right ear near the car window. In that chilling moment, I continued to smoke, the cigarette dangling from my lips, numbly taking deep drags. The smoke rings that escaped my breath blurred my vision, as if my life were filled with a fog of confusion and despair. Just then, my phone rang! I glanced at it, and through my dazed eyes, I saw it was my wife, happily at home, calling! She had the audacity to call her own husband? Did she want to share her sweet moments with her lover with me? At that moment, I was filled with rage, throwing the phone so hard it nearly shattered the car mirror. In my agitation, I instinctively pressed the buttons on my million-dollar audio system. A familiar song immediately filled my ears. The lyrics of "Is it only on nights like these that you think of me like this?" are etched painfully onto my already broken heart, shattering like the broken mirror of the sports car I was driving. These two resounding lines, word by word, combine the boundless regret and sorrow buried deep within me, expressing my remorse and endless longing for my wife. To be honest, this classic song was actually my wife's favorite karaoke song to hear me sing. I remember in the first few years of our marriage, my wife and I were like a loving couple, a perfect match even in the face of adversity, though to others we seemed like an older man and a younger woman. Looking back, those days were truly blissful, every single moment seemingly capable of silencing the stares of those around us. I remember several times when we sang "Joyful Together," we would both vie to sing along. At this point, even recalling the romance and sweetness of the past brought tears to my eyes. Remembering those intimate moments filled me with a pang of sadness. My mind kept turning to the question: my wife and I were once deeply in love, so why is she no longer the same person to me? Was it because my career was booming and I was too busy to care for my wife's sexual needs? Or was my affair the real sin? Was my wife inherently a wanton and promiscuous woman? Or was it my own twisted desires that led to all of this? Why did I try to persuade my wife to participate in this perverse game of wife-swapping? Was it to satisfy my own sexual desires that I orchestrated this whole affair? Did I really push my wife into another man's arms and offer her up to that despicable husband? Is this the tragic fate of a middle-aged man? At this point, I no longer knew, nor did I need to. Even if I were one of the world's top billionaires, all my wealth couldn't restore my dignity and self-respect as a man. My life was destined to end in failure, forever unable to hold my head high. In a moment of sudden realization, my eyes glazed over, and I muttered incoherently, "The more successful and prosperous you are, the more debts of lust you'll have to repay." Then, as if waking from a dream, I exclaimed to myself, "So that's what the fortune teller predicted years ago! I'm such an idiot! Why did I stoop so low as to invite this debt of lust back?" "Oh God! What should I do? Even if I could take revenge on that bastard Xu Qiang, how could I do it perfectly?" The more I thought about it, the more ashamed I felt, my stomach swelled with anger, and I kept telling myself this.

At that moment, I finally lost my temper and angrily dialed a mysterious number for an old friend and good brother who was thriving in a den of thieves.

...A short while later, I finally returned to my large villa. When I noticed that Xu Qiang's car was nowhere to be found, I swallowed hard and silently told myself, "The wise will prevail, the foolish will lose." At most, I'll let Xu Qiang live one more day. After sunrise, it will be my day of revenge.

At that time, my goal of avenging that bastard Xu Qiang will not be too far away.

After sitting in the car for a while, I finally mustered an extraordinary courage, slowly exhaled my last breath, and got out of the car with a heavy body and a troubled mind. Then, feeling restless and agitated, I walked step by step towards the gate of my hellish home.

"Wife, are you still the clean woman I've always loved?" As I walked towards the door, my palms gradually became sweaty, and this earth-shattering question kept surfacing in my mind. This question relentlessly entangled my chaotic thoughts, and the thought of being cuckolded suddenly made me feel uneasy.

As I grasped the doorknob, preparing to open the door, a strange pang of sorrow welled up inside me, causing me to hesitate for a long time.

Just then, by sheer coincidence, I stared in astonishment as the door, not far from my sight, suddenly opened!

I was startled by the sight of the open door. When I came to my senses, I looked up and saw my cheating wife standing in the doorway. She was dressed neatly in a tight-fitting white sleeveless top, and her breasts, which would make any woman envious, stood out prominently. She was wearing a pair of white casual shorts that exposed her thighs, and her long, beautiful, 44-inch legs were on full display, leaving me astonished.

After looking at her closely for a moment, I realized she had changed into a clean, pure white outfit, instantly transforming herself into a completely different person. Her slender figure was truly exquisite!

"Honey?! Where have you been all night? I couldn't reach you by phone. Do you know how worried I was?" I stood there dumbfounded outside the door, my wife's sweet voice like a dolphin's quack reaching my ears.

At that moment, she seemed innocent to me. Although she was no longer a reserved woman, in my heart she was still as delicate and precious as ever. Ultimately, she hadn't considered that all the pain and suffering she endured was caused by her own husband, the foolish man standing right in front of her.

"I ran into an old friend outside, so I had a few drinks before coming back." At that moment, I looked at my beautiful wife with a pained expression. Her face was flushed as she nestled against my shoulder. From her hair, less than a foot away, I could smell her delicate, flower-like fragrance, which gradually awakened my sensitive sense of smell.

I was completely overwhelmed by her irresistible scent, panting, and nervously wrapped my arm around her slender waist, my mind racing with worry about how much semen was still flowing inside her.

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I remember when I turned and slowly walked through the gate of the villa, my heart pounding with excitement, the dark living room downstairs suddenly felt dim and gloomy. At that very moment, every piece of furniture in the house, along with the lingering scent of the other man, seemed to permeate my brain, stimulating every single cell and making me feel nauseous, unable to shake it off. In that instant, a

sudden sixth sense told me that this was the beginning of an extremely arduous and difficult journey, and that this ordeal was only just beginning. The difficulties and pressures I would face later might be a hundred times, even a thousand or ten thousand times, greater than I had anticipated. For a

fleeting moment, after glancing left and right with my bloodshot and emotionally charged eyes, my gaze, momentarily lost, landed on a wedding photo on a wooden cabinet in the living room. The photo showed the older couple standing together, looking quite affectionate, almost enviable.

Finally, I inadvertently noticed a large crystal clock hanging on the living room wall. Looking up, I realized it was almost six in the morning.

Thinking of this, I glanced at my wife standing beside me and noticed her flushed face. I immediately patted her plump shoulder and asked, "Where did Xu Qiang go? Is he back?" My wife stared at me with slightly trembling eyes, then lowered her face, her cheeks burning with shame, and said, "He... went back." Just then, as my anxiety grew, and my face became as taut as an ant on a hot pot, I couldn't help but ask her again what time Xu Qiang had returned home. Just as I was about to speak, my maid, Sister Jun, taking advantage of the still-warm moonlight and the vibrant sunlight of the new day, furtively slipped out of her downstairs maid's room, carrying two rather heavy bags of clothes. Her face betrayed her furtiveness, and she looked every bit the thief, taking small steps and then large strides, preparing to run away from home.

However, as she emerged from her room, she didn't notice her employers were in the living room, also preparing to go upstairs. And, to her utter dismay, she never expected to encounter us in the living room so early in the morning. Suddenly, her expression turned to one of deep guilt and helplessness.

I immediately heard my wife, standing beside me, ask the bewildered Jun-jie, "Jun-jie, up so early? Huh? What are those bags in your hands? Where are you going so early?" Jun-jie, swallowing her tears and snot, looked at me anxiously, her voice tinged with fear. In an instant, she turned helplessly to my wife, who was standing less than a foot away, and said with extreme grievance, "Master, Madam, I should have told you and Master face-to-face, but I didn't know how to say it. I've been thinking about going back to my hometown to live a better life for a while now, but I have no choice." At that moment, I could clearly see the fear and surprise in Jun-jie's voice; her body trembled slightly with her rapid breathing.

"Sister Jun, you're leaving?! Aren't you happy living here? Is there something we haven't done for you, that's why you're leaving?" my wife asked her in surprise.

Sister Jun glanced at me with a startled look, then quietly lowered her head and said, "No, Madam, you and Master have been so kind to me all these years. How could I, a servant, have any complaints? Actually, it's like this: my grandson back home is still young and no one is taking good care of him, so I want to go back and take care of him as much as I can. I hope you and Master can understand my good intentions." My wife's tone gradually became a little reluctant. She looked at Sister Jun with disbelief and said, "But you've been with us for so many years, you've always treated me like your daughter. It's really hard to let you go!" "Master, I'm getting old, I'm too old for you and Madam anymore, so please forgive me for leaving without saying goodbye. I'm sorry." Then I heard Sister Jun reply to my wife without even thinking.

At that moment, I was stunned by her sudden departure and stood there dumbfounded, then immediately glared at her impatiently.

"If you really want to leave, then I won't stop you." I said to her in a fierce tone, then turned and walked towards the stairs.

"Husband?!" My wife was startled by my words and stared at me with wide eyes.

After hearing what I said, Sister Jun suddenly started bowing repeatedly to my wife, saying gratefully with her head down, "I'm so sorry, I'll have to go now. Madam, if you need any help, please feel free to contact me again." While I was still caught between her and my wife, feeling extremely annoyed, a sudden thought struck me. I turned around and looked at her again, then immediately became very concerned and asked, "Sister Jun, please stay. You said you're going back to your hometown, but do you have a car?" She was very surprised by my sudden change in mood. After glancing at me silently, she blushed and said, "I can take the early bus back home later. My son will pick me up at the bus station in the village." "Sister Jun, I really won't want to leave you! Please take care," my wife said, almost crying, as she leaned forward and hugged Sister Jun tightly, sobbing.

"Madam, please take good care of yourself. Remember to look after yourself and don't do anything you'll regret for the rest of your life, okay?" Seeing my wife crying in front of her, Sister Jun felt a pang of sympathy and gently patted my wife's back. Finally, unable to contain herself any longer, she gave my wife one last piece of advice.

When I heard her say this to my wife in astonishment, I suddenly felt a pang of fear that she would reveal everything she had witnessed the previous night, and I wanted to shove her out the door.

"Alright, it's getting late. The early bus won't wait. Let's say goodbye here. Please take care," I said curtly.

A moment later, this kind-hearted old woman couldn't help but look up at my wife one last time, then sighed softly and turned away from our sight with a heavy heart.

When I saw Sister Jun disappear from the gate of our villa carrying one or two suitcases, I felt a huge weight lifted from my heart. I then hugged my wife, who was standing beside me, and asked her with a mischievous glint in my eye, "Honey, do you know where Sister Jun's hometown is?" "I think she mentioned a small town in Ipoh. Why are you asking?" My wife glanced at me before snuggling closer.

My fierce gaze remained fixed on the back of the kind-looking Sister Jun, but I quickly lowered my head and replied nonchalantly, "Nothing special, I was just curious." "I won't have it! Our driver is gone, and now our maid has left me too. You'd better find me a new maid quickly, or I'll be miserable doing housework!" My wife exhaled softly before speaking gently to me.

At this moment, Yang Yi nestled affectionately in her husband's arms, yet the thought of how lonely she would be living alone in her future home overwhelmed her, and a wave of sadness and grievance washed over her, plunging her into an unexpected and empty loneliness. She recalled how her husband's former driver, Liu Tian, had humiliated her behind his back, and she felt an overwhelming urge to tell her husband

everything. Just as she was about to speak, her mind was suddenly filled with the inexplicable poison injections Liu Tian and Lao Huang had given her that day, their connections to the underworld and legitimate society, and the final warning they had given her when she left the nightclub, her face filled with helplessness and shame—to find an opportunity to make her husband, who was standing beside her, drink a packet of unknown liquid. A highly contradictory image began to appear in Yang Yi's mind, and she stood there, speechless, unable to utter a single word.

While my wife remained speechless, I continued to excitedly embrace her, all the while concealing the shocking secret deep within my heart: the night before, I had been spying on her and her lover, Xu Qiang, outside the movie theater. The fact that I had been so perverted as to secretly admire the erotic paintings inside while simultaneously masturbating outside the door was a truly appalling secret. At that moment, my mind was frozen in shock at the memory of that spying. As someone of immense wealth, recalling this shameful act filled me with utter disgrace!

I angrily pulled away from her tight embrace and turned to walk towards the villa's garden. I added, with a final, almost nagging tone, "I'll try! You know, you have to be selective when hiring people. I don't want to hire people I can't manage later. It's so annoying!" My wife sighed softly, "Alright then! Honey, where do you want to go this morning?" "It's still early. I want to go to the garden and enjoy the fresh morning air. If you're tired, go back to the room and sleep a little longer!" I pretended to be completely calm, then turned and silently looked at her.

"You haven't slept all night. Are you going back to the company today?" My wife stood before me, her expression trembling. It was clear she genuinely wanted to show concern.

"I can go back, or I can not. Do you have any good ideas?" I asked, still looking lifeless, my eyes heavy with worry.

My wife immediately and passionately threw herself into my arms again. Looking down, I could almost see the corners of her mouth curving into a smile for me. She seemed to have returned to the way she was when we first married, tenderly saying, "No, I just want to be with my husband. Wherever you go, I'll follow you." At that moment, my wife was like a happy, dependent little woman, nestling her trembling body in my embrace. Her sweet face was displayed before me, and her charming voice gradually touched my heart, which had long been despondent.

I stared at her blankly for a while, and finally, the throbbing pain in my heart began to subtly burst into a soft chuckle. Then, a thought struck me, and I gently pulled her slender, sexy body into a tight embrace, saying, "Whatever you want! Now hurry up and make me breakfast!" "Honey, I'll make it for you right away, okay?" My wife, seeing me hug her so warmly, immediately sniffed the scent of my chest, then jumped up and

said sweetly, "Honey, I'll love you forever!" she exclaimed joyfully.

"Silly girl!" I said with a slight smile.

After saying "Honey, I love you!" to me, my wife turned and skipped happily towards the kitchen, willingly going to prepare a delicious breakfast for me.

As I watched her figure disappear from my sight, I sighed softly, thinking to myself, if I hadn't let my own perverse lust create this nightmare, my wife, with her angelic face and devilish figure, would probably still be living a rather happy life with me.

At that moment, I thought back to my wife, once so chaste and pure, now so different. After her first infidelity, almost all traces of her innocence had vanished.

Thinking of this, I couldn't help but marvel at how my fate had truly been so volatile, how things could change so drastically over time. If heaven could grant me a precious opportunity to turn back time and painstakingly reshape everything back to our happy days, what a wonderful world it would be for us! At this

moment, I could only carry my heavy body and a heart already filled with remorse, slowly and reluctantly walking towards the garden outside my house.

A gentle breeze on a beautiful morning, carrying the fresh air like a gift from nature, not only instantly refreshes the spirit but also brings a sense of new hope and vitality each day, a miracle that one silently anticipates every moment.

In this invigorating moment, amidst the lush greenery of the grand villa's garden, a middle-aged man, seemingly lost in thought, sits alone on a pyramid-shaped structure. Not far away, a luxurious, golden fountain is visible, its clean water shimmering like gold from a distance.

At this moment, from the man's back as he sat quietly on the four-cornered pyramid supported by arched stone pillars, one could sense that he was expressionlessly admiring the beautiful scenery of distant mountains and rivers, a cigarette in his left hand and a cell phone in his right, which he seemed to hold listlessly, taking small and large puffs of the cigarette. If you looked closer at the back of this middle-aged man, you could probably guess that this sorrowful man was none other than the famous Chairman Chen Jiarong, which is me.

At this moment, I slowly exhaled another smoke ring into the fresh air, silently recalling how, in order to make my wife smile, I had specially gone to great lengths, spending a fortune to hire a team of top carpenters and sculptors to design a beautiful green garden that my wife had always dreamed of, a paradise on earth that had long since vanished—the Hanging Gardens of Babylon.

I remember when this garden was first completed, I blindfolded my wife and guided her step by step to its center. The moment I opened my arms, she was overwhelmed by the magnificent sight of this earthly paradise and nestled excitedly in my embrace.

As I slowly connected my thoughts to my personal secretary and lover—Enna—it's been a while since she mentioned wanting to buy a house. I wonder what she's doing right now? She must miss me, her boss and lover, terribly.

Suddenly, a shocking image flashed through my mind! In my mind, I could almost see her, secretly with her ex-boyfriend, in that new house, daring to embrace so intimately behind my back!

Good heavens! Is even my lover a wanton harlot? Am I destined to bow down to fate again? Should I do nothing, ignore everything, and once again hide in the shadows watching Enna and her ex-lover indulge in their secret pleasures? If this thought were to become a reality, how could I resist this irresistible temptation that made me yearn to be a lifelong slacker?

At that moment, I was stunned by her voluptuous figure, her model-like features. If fate forced me to choose between her and my wife, I was utterly conflicted and didn't know where to begin. Perhaps I would forever teeter on the edge between these two alluring women.

I sighed softly, trying to reassure myself that time would give me a clear answer, and I would let fate decide for me.

After an extremely long and agonizing period of internal struggle, I finally frantically sent out a simple yet menacing text message and a picture of a mobile app.

My heart was pounding, and I took deep breaths, constantly reassuring myself, silently saying, "I'm sorry, this is the only way I can protect my reputation and innocence. Don't worry, I will take good care of your grandson. Please forgive me. Sister Jun, please rest in peace!" I remember the text message read: "I have another target that needs your help. The target's appearance is at the Ipoh bus terminal around noon today. After it's done, I will double the reward, and I will transfer the money to you all at once." "Honey, breakfast is ready~" My wife's sweet voice suddenly came from behind me. I seemed to snap out of my daze, then turned my head slightly and gazed at her beautiful eyes. Her clear, bright eyes shone with a pure and innocent charm, sparkling like a fairy!

"Sigh! Wife, I hope you can understand my good intentions." I sighed inwardly for a moment, then, heavy with thought, I walked step by step towards home.

...The day passed uneventfully. Although my mind was constantly filled with the alluring image of my personal secretary, Enna, I had no desire to go to work. I hadn't slept well all night, and on top of that, I had just committed a heinous act—hiring a hitman.

Besides settling scores with Xu Qiang, that universally hated scoundrel, I even considered eliminating a kind and compassionate woman, like my own mother, and a woman as gentle as Guanyin, Sister Jun. This was the only thing that made me feel extremely guilty.

Honestly, sometimes I felt I was even worse than a beast in human clothing, eliminating a mother who had been with my wife for so many years from this world for my own selfish gain. But besides this, how else could I turn things around and shake off this nightmarish pain?

At this moment, I had no other choice but to grit my teeth and take it one step at a time.

My troubled mood kept me at home all day, and before I knew it, night had fallen. The night outside was undeniably alluring.

My wife nestled softly in my arms, clinging to my chest like a magic balm, and said in a sweet, coquettish voice, "Honey, was the candlelight dinner tonight delicious? It was alright, I hope you liked it. Okay, go and rest for a bit. I'll wash the dishes tomorrow morning. I want to go upstairs for a bath, I'll be right down to join you, okay?" I hummed in agreement, nodding briefly before losing all interest in speaking to her.

"Honey? You have to wait for me! Hehe!" she said shyly, then turned and quickly climbed the stairs.

After I finished the sumptuous dinner my beloved wife had prepared for me, while she went upstairs to shower, I turned around and took a bottle of aged spirit from the wine cabinet next to the living room. Then, I silently went to the sofa and sat down, somberly savoring the strong aroma of the liquor before me.

As the saying goes, "the more you drink, the more sorrowful you become," and the more I drank, the more heartbroken and desperate I felt, until I burst into tears. My mind began to wander uncontrollably.

At that moment, I noticed through the living room window that the night sky was filled with stars, and in the distance, I could clearly see a moon, its light like a luminous pearl, seemingly lewdly grinning at me. Good heavens! Even the moon seemed to be lewdly laughing at me because it felt cuckolded! At this moment, my wife is quietly enjoying a warm bath in the bathroom, while I, alone and weary, with a heart pounding with anxiety, slowly and cautiously make my way downstairs to the movie theater, my legs trembling slightly and my heart pounding.

...Returning to the place where my charming and elegant wife cheated on me, reliving this thrilling and dazzling affair through every single cell in my body, is truly a form of mental and psychological torture.

At that moment, I desperately used my sense of smell to follow the lingering scents of my wife and her philandering lover, while my eyes were fixed intently on the surroundings of the movie theater. Then, my gaze fell upon a sofa where their affair had taken place. As I looked closer, my heart pounded with excitement, I could faintly see faint, shimmering wetness on the fabric, hidden in the tight spaces between the layers of cloth! At that moment, the unforgettable images of their illicit lovemaking flashed through my mind, leaving me utterly overwhelmed with emotion!

In a split second, I gritted my teeth and finally, unable to bear it any longer, collapsed onto the sofa, trembling, and frantically inhaled the wetness.

"God! My wife and her lover's semen!" I cried out, my heart pounding with anguish, as if my chest were exploding.

After a moment of grotesque sniffing, I finally lifted my head and casually touched my erection from outside my pants.

"Wife, do you know how heartbroken I am?" I lay exhausted on the sofa, sighing to myself.

"What? You didn't? Don't lie to me anymore! I know the whole story! Why did you give it to him?!" I shouted like a madman.

"Yes, I know! You find it strange that I know, don't you?" I muttered to myself, my eyes tightly closed, my hand continuing its caress.

"Because you and that slut are here, right here where I'm sitting! I was peeping at you two from outside the door while you were having your affair! I saw you enjoying yourself so much!" My mind raced with images of last night, my blood surging as I leaned back.

"You shameless woman! How dare you cuckold me!" I shouted, my voice burning with rage.

"You put it on me and then pretend to be innocent in front of me! Don't you have any shame? Did you even think about how I feel?!" Every nerve cell in my body seemed to swell with passion, my mind contorted like a madman, my brow furrowed, my lips agape.

Just then, I was panting softly, "Ahhhhh," my mind racing with passionate fantasies of my wife's infidelity, each scene unfolding vividly in my mind, my blood boiling.

Just as waves of jealousy surged within me, a complex mix of emotions washing over me, my wife's alluring and seductive voice drifted in from outside the movie theater!

"Honey? Are you in there? What are you doing in there? Come out quickly, I have a surprise for you." My hands slowed instantly at my wife's voice. I glanced quickly towards the door, and there she was, her legs barely visible, her left leg, a 44-inch stocking, practically bursting out, swaying seductively against the edge of the doorway towards me inside.

"Honey, aren't you coming out? If you don't, it'll be over." She spoke to me in a tone that was sometimes innocent, sometimes alluring.

A helpless expression crossed my face, but my mind raced, conjuring images of my wife's breathtaking figure and her lover's muscular physique. My eyes, red with anger, suddenly lit up, and I sprang up like a zombie, running towards the door.

"What a slut! A woman who needs to be fucked!" I thought, my blood boiling and my body throbbing with desire. Time waits for

no

one; it slips away like a race against time. As night approaches, the feeling it evokes is both alluring and profoundly quiet.

In the blink of an eye, as the sky slowly descends from its yellowish-gray hue to a deep gray, the darkness gradually illuminates the bustling streets. Those who have toiled all day disperse, disappearing one by one into the vast emptiness, each returning home to find the tranquility they crave. At

this moment, time rewinds to 7 PM in the bathroom… As the saying goes, “The night is still, the dreams are broken by dawn.” These two phrases, as the name suggests, mean that when night falls, many things and events often appear more beautiful and vibrant.

Meanwhile, in the bathroom upstairs, amidst the rising steam and warm, moist water, a slender, naked figure could be vaguely seen through the glass door, gently pattering as she bathed.

From this alluring back, the figure seemed utterly absorbed in the warm water spraying from the showerhead, each drop slowly flowing over her naked body from head to toe. Suddenly, this captivating figure presented an image reminiscent of a concubine emerging from her bath, so alluring that it was almost impossible for an onlooker to look away, captivated by her exquisite beauty and elegance!

In that moment of near-intoxication, the figure suddenly turned around, revealing her alluring figure: a voluptuous bust, a slender waist, full hips, and a pair of deadly 44-inch legs. Her snow-white body swayed and shone brightly.

A closer look revealed that this woman was none other than Yang Yi, a lady of high society and the wife of Chairman Chen Jiarong.

At that moment, Yang Yi was eager to thoroughly wash every inch of her body, which had been defiled countless times, to welcome her husband's loving embrace and caresses. In that instant, as she bathed, Yang Yi felt a strange sensation within her, as if an army of ants were crawling inside her, causing a sudden, aching sensation throughout her body and in her heart.

After a moment, her defenses began to crumble under the intense, tingling sensation, leaving her mind and spirit utterly empty. In desperation, she parted her lips slightly and repeatedly licked them with the tip of her tongue, unconsciously licking her own lips as well.

After enduring a agonizingly long period, Yang Yi could no longer bear the itch. Her body was sending out intense sexual urges, slowly eroding her fragile spirit until it erupted uncontrollably!

In an instant, her eyes glazed over as she moved her trembling hands up and down her wet body, frantically caressing herself. This seductive masturbation was like kneading dough; one hand poked her right, proud breast, while the other pressed against her wet labia.

Suddenly, her face flushed pink with shyness as she rubbed herself repeatedly. She felt a deep longing for the sensation of a man's penis penetrating her, and her fingers moved slightly to the mound of her genitals, the tips instantly becoming wet with the pubic hair around her vulva.

(04-28
Chapter 18: A Priceless Fortune, Plans Changed)

In reality, Yang Yi felt that her body's reactions perfectly expressed her current need for sex, but she was completely unaware that her arousal was actually caused by the poison Old Huang had injected into her—it was now the second day after the poison took effect.

In this scene, Yang Yi, while seductively masturbating, comforted herself, saying, "Oh...husband...my body is so itchy...husband...do you know how much I need you? Oh oh ah~~~ um..." "Oh...ah...oh oh...ah ah ah...um..." she moaned softly, her breath coming in gasps of excitement.

"Um um...ah...husband...Xu Qiang...Xu Qiang..." Yang Yi's mind kept thinking of her husband, but also of Xu Qiang, her unforgettable ex-lover.

In this extremely alluring situation, Yang Yi, who was panting heavily, suddenly opened her eyes, her face flushed with shame as she realized that she was frantically masturbating in the bathroom while her mind was subtly fantasizing about Xu Qiang, the man with whom she had an ambiguous relationship, and felt extremely ashamed. At this moment, she also thought that if her entire emotionally immoral heart were suddenly torn open for others to see, then as a married woman, her noble reputation and reserved identity would be completely ruined and could remain a disgrace for eternity.

She immediately lifted her head, letting the warm water from the showerhead wash over her face, which was filled with turmoil. She kept telling herself, "Yang Yi! You already have a husband who loves and cherishes you very much. You can't keep being so delusional! Can you please wake up? Stop thinking like this, okay?" Her face burned, turning a deep red in no time. A voice filled with extreme guilt escaped her lips as she said to herself, "Forget these nightmares! Just treat them as a dream. From now on, I will only love my husband, and I will only love him for the rest of my life." Then she turned off the water and opened the glass door to the bathroom. Her alluring, fragrant, smooth, and supple body was revealed like a lotus emerging from the water, fully exposed to the steam.

At that moment, her face flushed, she slowly walked into the empty bedroom, where she immediately saw a set of black erotic pajamas she had prepared beforehand. She knew perfectly well that when her husband saw her in this courtly halter-neck corset and clasp-up stockings that accentuated her most beautiful curves, he would be instantly captivated and sprawled on his back.

At that moment, Yang Yi smiled inwardly, a charming smile blooming on her lips. She lowered her head, her heart burning with desire as she gazed intently at the alluring figure before her. Finally, unable to resist the blissful anticipation of their passionate encounter, she hurriedly went to the bedside and seductively put on the eye-catching nightgown. Wearing the corset

, Yang Yi shyly and tremblingly left the bedroom, her heart pounding with excitement as she walked downstairs. She couldn't help but think that it would be difficult for her husband not to have passionate intercourse with her upon seeing this beauty. At that moment, her heart began to pound wildly, and she only hoped that her husband would show mercy and spare her suffering.

As Yang Yi slowly made her way down to the living room, she was puzzled to find her husband nowhere to be seen. "Huh? That's strange," she thought. "Is he outside smoking?" she wondered.

Wearing a vest, she furtively peered through the living room curtains at the park outside, but still couldn't find him.

"Has he gone out?!" she thought, feeling a pang of disappointment. Her good intentions towards her husband might have been met with disappointment.

Just as she was filled with anxiety, tears welling in her eyes, she suddenly heard faint, panting sounds coming from the movie theater downstairs. Sensing something was amiss, she rushed over.

As she approached the movie theater door, the gurgling sounds grew clearer. Just as she was about to push the door open in a panic, Yang Yi chuckled, a brilliant plan forming in her mind. To arouse her beloved husband, she would unleash her full feminine charm, using her alluring body to conquer his heart, creating the same intimate and romantic atmosphere as in previous years, filled with harmony and happiness. ...

Yang Yi began to move her beautiful, snow-white, 44-inch leg, clad in black stockings, up and down, while speaking sweetly and coquettishly from outside the door, "Hehe... Honey, if you don't come out soon, it'll be over." "Honey, hurry up and come out, your wife needs your love!" she murmured to herself, feeling a ticklish sensation all over her body.

Suddenly, the door in front of her opened! Her startled eyes immediately fixed on me. I trembled violently, like a furious, red-hot bull, and rushed towards her, pulling her tightly into my arms.

"Honey, why are you so excited? Ah...ah..." After a while, Yang Yi's mouth opened slightly from my embrace, and she began to moan incessantly.

"What's the meaning of dressing so sexy and alluring?" I exhaled, gazing at her with awe.

"Ah...oh...I'm dressed all for you. Ah..." she said, her face flushed.

"Why?" "Is that even a question? Because I love you so much, silly!" she winked playfully.

"Sigh! I'm getting old! Don't you love Xu Qiang? Why do you need to love a middle-aged man like me?" My tone gradually became fierce, and my voice rose uncontrollably.

"Husband?! What...what are you saying?" She looked at me in surprise, her whole body unable to believe what she was hearing, and she began to tremble as she spoke.

"I already know about your relationship with Xu Qiang! What you two did in the movie theater! You don't need to hide it from me anymore! Quickly tell me everything that happened!" "..." My wife froze in place, speechless, her blank eyes welling up with tears, her heart slowly breaking.

"Speak up! You slut!" I finally couldn't bear her silence any longer and berated her.

"..." My wife still stood before me, speechless and astonished.

After a while, she still shook her head, looking at me with a stubborn expression, and said, "I... I really didn't..." "You motherfucker! You still won't admit it? I'll fuck you to death! I'll fuck your ancestors for eighteen generations!" I raved and violently ripped my wife's sexy corset off, then quickly kicked her to the ground.

"Ah! Husband, you... are you crazy?" My wife cried out in surprise, her face flushed, staring at me with wide eyes.

"You motherfucker, haven't I treated you well enough all these years? You wanted a luxury car, I gave it to you; you wanted countless sums of money, I gave it to you; what haven't I given you?! Tell me! Fuck you!" I said angrily, glaring at her face.

"No... Waaah... Waaah... I... I just love you... Husband..." She was so shocked her face turned bright red. Her breasts, like those of a rabbit, swayed back and forth in front of me, while she uttered heart-wrenching pleas for mercy.

At that moment, my broken eardrums seemed to be plugged by something, and I couldn't hear her desperate pleas for mercy. In the blink of an eye, I pounced on her naked body like a hungry wolf, and began to fiercely attack her beautiful breasts. Surprisingly, my erection was still in a semi-erect state, which inexplicably entangled my depressed thoughts.

"Ah... Husband... I don't want to..." My wife said this, but her legs, clad in black stockings, were still slightly parted.

At that moment, my eyes, blazing with fury, fixed fiercely on the pink areolas of her breasts, and I was instantly dizzy and my heart pounded. Finally, unable to resist the alluring sight, I immediately pounced on her terrified body and began biting her pink areolas hard, one bite at a time.

"Don't try that on me...you've already given yourself to that little bastard Xu Qiang...I'm going to...you slut...you whore...ah...I'll bite you until you burst..." "Mmm...ah...husband...be gentle...it hurts...ahhh..." My wife struggled, her breath coming in gasps that sounded like asthma.

As I frantically gripped her full breasts, I buried my head in them and suckled them vigorously, my mind racing with fantasies of my wife and Xu Qiang together. Suddenly, I yelled, "Ah...you slutty wife...you've slept with someone else...will you still love me...ah...ah..." "I will...I love you only...oh..." My wife's expression gradually became extremely lewd, and she even seemed to be enjoying herself as she moaned in front of me.

"Who do you say you love?" I kept interrogating her, shouting wildly.

Her eyes were fixed on the half-erect, lifeless object beneath me. After a moment, she finally had to succumb to reality and cooperate with me, saying, "...I love Xu Qiang." The shocking words I heard made me tremble uncontrollably, as if I were about to ejaculate. I grabbed her full breasts with the strength of an ox, causing her flawless white skin to swell with blood and her whole body to tremble violently. My other hand quickly reached down to my throbbing penis and began to rub and rub it tightly, howling as I threw my head back.

"Ah...you're such a slut! You still can't forget him! Keep telling me how much you miss him!"

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"Hmm...it's all the same...oh...oh ah..." "You motherfucker! Are you kidding me? They're not the same...tell me!" At this moment, after only a few dozen strokes, my penis was already hard and erect, the glans red and swollen. I was incredibly excited. I then masturbated several more times, and finally, a few drops of semen oozed from the tip of my penis. I immediately pressed myself tightly against her, ready to mount her and charge!

Seeing my excitement, and knowing her own throbbing, itchy lower body couldn't withstand the intense, almost unbearable pleasure, she said, "Ugh...ugh...husband...can you not force me to say it? I'm afraid you'll be unhappy if I do." "You've already been with someone else! What else can't I endure? Tell me you love him..." I shouted at her, feeling waves of pleasure surge through my wet penis, and a wave of intense shame washed over me.

"Ugh...I...love him..." My wife, held tightly in my arms, suddenly revealed a shy side, and the atmosphere became incredibly seductive.

Upon hearing her speak so coquettishly, my heart raced, and I instinctively tightened my grip on her, stammering, "Ah... I love you so much... but you've fallen for that scoundrel... I've been cuckolded... I... ahh..." "Ahhh... ah... ah..." She lay on the ground with her eyes closed, her head bobbing wildly, then slowly emitting seductive moans.

"I want you to call his name!" I couldn't resist her alluring posture and immediately shouted at her.

"Ah... husband... it's so embarrassing... can we please stop doing this... I really don't want to feel like I'm having an affair with another man every time I'm with you..." my wife said, her voice barely audible, her brow furrowed.

"I told you to say it! What are you afraid of? I'm not petty. Besides, this is just our flirting, and I think you know that so far we haven't lost anything or any feelings, am I right?" I hugged my wife, my voice trembling.

"A little harder...no...we've been playing with fire these days...actually, all I ever want in my life is a simple sexual relationship. As long as you're by my side, I'll do anything without complaint. I want you to thrust harder...it feels so good..." She glanced shyly at my excited eyes and whispered in response.

"You shameless wife...really anything?" I looked at her alluring posture with suspicion, and suddenly felt my blood boiling with excitement.

"Um...uh...it just...doesn't include you having to say his name during sex." She shook her head at me, then said shyly and lightly.

"Ah...I...can't take it anymore..." My mind suddenly became blood-pumping, and I finally reached the most exciting and passionate peak of my life. Then, with my head down, I murmured and groaned as I sprayed my thick semen into the air. In an instant, the thick, white, and almost transparent semen was all sprayed onto my wife's naked breasts and abdomen.

Upon seeing the scene before me, my wife immediately looked up in surprise at my penis, then exclaimed in utter disappointment, "Honey? Why are you here? I want you..." Exhausted and panting, I pressed my heavy body against her semen-covered form, shaking my head and apologetically saying, "I'm sorry..." She frantically reached for my limp penis, gripping it tightly, and burst into tears, crying out, "What are you sorry for? I don't need you to apologize! I need you right now... I want it! Give it to me! Give it to me now..." At that moment, she frantically began masturbating, hoping my lifeless penis would revive. After a while, when it remained stiff and unresponsive, she suddenly became so agitated that she half-crouched before me, like a female dog, and began to perform oral sex on me with passionate abandon.

The sounds of licking and sucking, "Aww... Aww..." suddenly filled the quiet space like a symphony.

"Ah... Ah... Husband... Get up... I want you... I'm not done yet... Please get up..." She trembled all over, giving me a seductive glance, her mouth never stopping.

"Ah... Ah... I need it now... Give it to me quickly..." My wife lunged at me as if possessed, then groaned violently.

"I really can't... I'm sorry." I collapsed to the ground in front of her, utterly dejected, panting heavily.

Her eyes were empty as she stared at my still half-erect penis, then her face contorted in a tearful tirade as she cried, "Waaah...waaah...you're so cruel! You only got halfway through and then you don't care about my feelings.

I don't care! I want it now!" "If you want it, go get it from your lover! It's my fault as your husband, I'm useless, I can't make you happy. If you're still not satisfied, let's get a divorce! That'll be the end of it!" I snapped, my face contorted with rage, my eyes bloodshot as I glared at her.

Suddenly, Yang Yi's eyes widened as she watched her husband turn away with a cruel expression. She scrambled to her feet like a stray dog, chasing after him while crying, "Waaah...husband...don't leave me..." "You slut, are you crazy? Get away from me!" I immediately ignored her and turned away like a heartless man.

At this moment, Yang Yi knelt at my feet with tears streaming down her face, gripping my legs tightly with her hands. She trembled violently, kneeling and crying like a woman about to lose everything.

"I'm not as despicable and lewd as you think... I didn't mean it... Actually, I..." When I heard her pleading cries, I felt a surge of jealousy and turned around abruptly. Without thinking, I kicked and punched her face, which was already red and swollen from crying.

"You filthy bitch! You really deserve a beating! You eat my food, live in my house, and you dare to steal food under my roof!

And then you pretend to be innocent in front of me! You son of a bitch!" "I'll say it one more time, from this moment on, our marriage is over! You can go as far away as you want from me! You slut!" As I kicked her naked body, I wanted to vent all the resentment and shame that had been hidden in my heart for so long on her already swollen body, until she lay on the ground trembling.

"Waaah...waaah..." She collapsed to the ground, her hair disheveled, trembling violently. A thin, watery substance began to trickle uncontrollably from her mouth.

At that moment, I spat out a mouthful of saliva onto her utterly miserable body with a harsh "Spit!" Then, with a face full of rage, I turned away without a second glance, leaving her to walk back upstairs to my bedroom.

A moment later, she was left alone outside the movie theater, lying naked on the floor, slowly emitting the most sorrowful cries and sobs imaginable, like the agonizing cries of a victim of the Nanjing Massacre—a truly hellish lament.

"Waaah... Husband... I was forced... I've been violated... Waaah... Waaah... Waaah... Why won't you listen to me..." At this moment, only Yang Yi's pitiful sobs could be faintly heard in the quiet space, until her fragile and heartbroken heart was overwhelmed by the emotion, and she gradually lost consciousness and fainted.

After a sleepless night, when I wearily glanced at the golden stone clock in the bedroom, I sighed softly, feeling a deep weariness as I realized that it was almost morning. At this

moment, I felt as if a thousand pounds were pressing down on my head and neck, and I immediately got up from the double bed in the bedroom, then sat wearily on the edge of the bed. I paused for a moment, then unconsciously stretched back, tilting my head back and yawning. I turned my extremely troubled head to the left, then to the right, before finally staring silently at a wedding photo on the bedside table. At that

moment, the cigarette in my mouth, seemingly never leaving my sweaty right hand all night, lingered on the edge of oblivion, as I puffed on and on, layers of irritating smoke instantly obscuring my eyes, which were filled with a throbbing anxiety. At

that moment, my mind kept replaying the pain I had just experienced as a proud man—the frustration of premature ejaculation and the inability to achieve an erection. I felt utterly ashamed, and deep down I kept thinking: Is this what the greatest pain for a man truly means?

Looking back, I realized that over the years, I had accumulated the first pot of gold my father had left me, and after several hardships, extortions, and relentless efforts in the business world, I had indeed achieved great success and risen steadily in my career.

Furthermore, my reputation in this high society and the cutthroat business world was growing, and the business volume of every department in my company and my ever-increasing personal wealth were surging. It truly felt like "God owed me something," a mortal's saying describing my fearless and triumphant life.

However, my perfect life seemed to be marred by a waning moon, because during this time, my relationship with my wife seemed to be in trouble. The reason, for reasons I didn't understand, was that my own desires were gradually and inexplicably pushing me to offer my wife to another man, her former lover—Xu Qiang.

Besides, I also encouraged her long-hidden desires, leading her to boldly and recklessly cheat on me. This made me realize I had lost my wife's body, which was originally mine alone, and our love, which had long surpassed mere sincerity.

On the other hand, the most devastating thing was that, after these days of investigation, I discovered that my wife was showing signs of rekindling her feelings for her former lover. This intense jealousy and resentment deeply affected me, to the point of uncontrollable rage. Finally, I couldn't bear it any longer and asked her for a divorce, cruelly ending this "older husband, younger wife" marriage. But was this the only way to solve these problems?

At this moment, I no longer understood what I originally wanted in my life, and I wholeheartedly chose not to think about it anymore. Let everything go with the wind. Anyway, I vaguely remembered a woman, a suitable candidate who had always been silently waiting by my side! As a successful man, what need do I have to worry about not having a wife?

On the edge of this atmosphere shrouded in layers of remorse and regret, I listlessly dangled a cigarette between my lips, unconsciously trying to finish the entire pack on the bedside table before I could finally find peace.

"Knock! Knock! Knock!" Several loud knocks suddenly reached my ears.

"Husband... I... may I come in?" Then, my wife's voice, seemingly filled with heartbreak, softly drifted in from the bedroom doorway.

My previously extinguished anger suddenly flared up again, as if doused with hot water. My face, already burning with rage, turned ashen as I yelled at my wife outside the door, "Why are you bothering me, you shameless woman?! I told you I don't want to see you again! Get at least five feet away from me!" My wife, panting and sobbing outside the door, spoke as if she were a heartbroken woman, "Waaah... Honey, I just wanted to tell you, Jun's daughter called me just now... Waaah... Waaah... She said... She said Jun had an accident at the bus terminal yesterday afternoon, she... Waaah... She was hit by a car and fell to the side of the road. She... Waaah... She's gone." Hearing this from my wife, I felt an overwhelming surge of joy. A sly smile crept across my face as I silently thought... "Haha! She's dead? Then everything's settled! I have no more worries! Hahaha!" My extremely cheerful eyes suddenly widened, and I muttered to myself, "No!

There's also Xu Qiang! I guess today is also the day you'll be buried alive in a coffin! Ha!" "Waaah...waaah...husband, I know you won't forgive me for now, and even hate me as your wife. Waaah...but I beg you to give me a chance to make it up to you properly. We have to go to the funeral in Ipoh now...I want to go there to pay my last respects to Sister Jun...is that okay...waaah..." "I'm begging you! I really can't bear to part with Sister Jun...husband...waaah..." At this moment, her tone and voice sounded with an extremely rare and poignant beauty.

I couldn't help but imagine myself at Sister Jun's funeral, staring at her portrait and her body. A chill ran down my spine, and I gruffly told her, "What? I'm not going there! If you want to go, go ahead!" I smiled confidently for a moment, then turned to my wife outside the door with a completely cold expression and said, "There's one more thing! I'm no longer your husband. I'll contact a lawyer to get a divorce agreement for you to sign when you get back. If you sign it as I wish..." "If you say so, I'll guarantee you a life of comfort and security. But if you refuse to listen to my advice and insist on taking the punishment, I can make sure you have no money left! Do you really want to experience the life of a poor person starving? Between heaven and hell, you decide whether to sign or not!" My wife suddenly broke down, shoving open the bedroom door. She was like a woman on the verge of madness, running towards me in a frenzied and sorrowful manner. She cried loudly and frantically, hitting me from behind, and shouting:

"Waaaaah...waaaah...why can you be so cruel to me? What bad things have I done? Why

are you hurting me like this...waaaah...what kind of husband are you? You're the one who made me cheat on you. I've been raped...waaaah...and you just hide away and do nothing. Until now, I've been devoted to you wholeheartedly, keeping my secret of this perverted idea for you. And you..." "You motherfucker! How dare you speak such filth to me? I'm telling you, if even a tiny bit of anyone outside hears you insulting me like this, I swear I'll make you wish you were dead! May you never live again! Do you hear me? You crazy woman!" I threatened her angrily, gripping her neck tightly with both hands.

"Ah...stop it! I...can't...breathe..." Her face gradually turned pale, and she weakly pounded on my furious face with both hands.

"Ah! You slut! Shut up! Or I'll kill you!" I roared at her.

At that moment, my brain was instantly captivated by the stunning beauty before me, a woman resembling a supermodel. Her exquisite features and oval face drew me in, but this beautiful image gradually transformed into a ruthless, almost cruel, attraction. Perhaps it was because I felt an overwhelming sense of guilt for being the murderer of Sister Jun, the mastermind behind it all, that I became so disoriented that I lost all sense of reason and teetered on the brink of madness.

"Stop...stop..." Her eyes rolled back slightly, her clear, cloud-like eyes struggling as if about to close.

"Ah!!! You have to die! You can't exist in this world! Die!" My mind went mad, and I desperately wanted to crush the woman before me until she suffocated, uttering incoherent cries and shouting furiously.

"Ah...ah...help...me..." Her eyes gradually narrowed, as if she were exhaling her last breath. Then, her hands, as if losing all their strength, lightly tapped my extremely agitated body.

My serious eyes stared at her model-like face until it turned deathly pale. Suddenly, I grinned lewdly and shouted, "Hahahaha! You can't go on! Let you go to heaven!" After a short while, when I saw the beautiful woman lying lifeless on the bed, I suddenly released my grip on her neck. I then saw ten deep red finger marks appear on her once flawless, snow-white skin. The whole scene seemed to reveal from her smooth skin that she had been strangled to death.

As my clear mind gradually returned, I stared at the crime scene before me, and my pupils dilated in shock. I leaned back slightly, and the lingering ferocity in my lips trembled. A sense of impending doom washed over me, and I frantically tried to calm myself, thinking, "Oh God! I killed my own wife? What am I going to do?" In this moment of extreme anxiety, a vague shadow seemed to flash past behind me, sending chills down my spine. I turned around abruptly, and with a "thud," everything went black. I collapsed onto the bed as if I had fainted, but I could vaguely make out the figure of a muscular man. He was tenderly lifting my already dead wife into his arms, while his sharp, wolf-like eyes glared angrily at me beside the bed. The

Royal

Palace Golf Club, exuding a strong tropical atmosphere, is located in the heart of Kuala Lumpur, the capital of Malaysia, in a modern metropolis with enormous economic growth potential—on the edge of the highly acclaimed Kuala Lumpur Golden Triangle. Membership in this extremely prestigious golf club is not easily attained by just anyone; only the most distinguished and wealthy individuals are barely qualified.

At this moment, on the Royal Palace Golf Club's course, a man nearing fifty years old could be seen, elegantly holding a golf club, his eyes intently fixed on the golf ball on the green grass, preparing to launch it. Beside him stood a stunningly beautiful young woman, her figure radiating youthful energy, gazing at the older man with captivating charm.

A glance later, a seemingly promising young man could be seen standing politely behind the elderly man. He was diligently carrying a heavy set of golf clubs on the elderly man's shoulder, following behind without complaint, head bowed.

"Ring...ring..." A loud ringtone of an expensive cell phone suddenly rang. In an instant, the promising young man hurriedly pulled out his expensive phone and answered the inconsiderate call.

The seemingly promising young man spoke softly into the other end of the phone's flashlight, "Hello? You're looking for Boss Guo? He's busy right now. If you have anything important to say, you can tell me, and I'll pass it on to Brother Guo later." After a tense tone appeared on the other end of the phone, the young man replied, "Oh...is that so? Okay, please wait a moment." He then politely addressed the older man, who was busy playing golf, "Boss Guo, it's him calling. He says he has something very important to discuss with you." The older man immediately turned and glared at him with a furious expression, then began to berate the caller on the other end of the phone without any mercy, saying, "What a nuisance! This guy is really troublesome!" "!" He paused for a moment, then said gently to the beautiful woman beside him, "Baby, just wait for me a moment. I promise you, I'll be back by your side soon." At that moment, the irresistibly charming woman glanced at the elderly man in front of her with her large, pink, electric eyes, then pouted her lips, exuding an extremely alluring expression, and said sweetly to him, "Um... Dad Guo, you have to come back quickly! Otherwise, I won't let you be with me! Hehe..." "Hahaha! Who can resist your alluring aura? I'll be back soon to teach you how to play golf, and after that, I'll take you on a cruise on my private ship. Okay?" Mr. Guo said, looking at her with a playful and dumbfounded expression.

Upon hearing Boss Guo's suggestion, the voluptuous woman was overjoyed. She jumped up and down in the air, a smile playing on her lips, and exclaimed in a high-pitched voice, "Great! It's been ages since I wore a bikini to sunbathe in the sea. You said you'd keep your word! I'll wait for you here." "You silly girl!" He smiled, turned around, grabbed the phone, and said loudly, "Speak! Did you have some good news for me?" He slammed the phone into the receiver.

"What?! You still haven't succeeded? The deadline I gave you was limited. You'd better not disappoint me again!" He immediately jumped up, his face flushed with anger, and continued speaking.

"I don't care what's wrong with you! I only care when that piece of land I want will finally be mine!" His tone gradually turned cold and inhuman.

"If I had known you were so incompetent, I wouldn't have believed your methods even if I had asked a ghost for help!" he roared angrily.

After this furious exchange, he gradually calmed down, still clutching his phone tightly, and began to ponder deeply.

In an instant, he finally sighed, seemingly impatient, and then warned the other end of the phone, "Fine! Don't say I'm heartless! I'll give you one last week to do what you need.

If I haven't seen what I want after a week, then our business relationship is over! You'd better have good news next time you call! Is that right? I'm busy now!" In the blink of an eye, after he slammed the phone down, he angrily threw the cell phone to the ground with a "thud!" and then roared loudly at the vast grassland around him, "Damn it! Chen Jiarong! You shameless scoundrel! Are you going to be my enemy for life?" "Xiao Ke, this is none of your business. Go to my car and wait for me to come out!" The elderly man glared at the young and promising man standing next to him and ordered him.

The young, promising man nodded expressionlessly at him before turning and disappearing from his sight.

The elderly man immediately turned around, his weary, lifeless eyes fixed on the beautiful young woman before him. He then spoke to her in a harsh, commanding tone, "Enna, I think it's time to unleash your killer!" "Yes, Father Guo. I certainly won't let you down," Enna replied with a slight smile.

He glanced at Enna sadly for a moment, then said with a hint of warning,

"You'd better not disappoint me, or all the money I've been spending to support you will be wasted." "By the way, has your boyfriend been harassing you relentlessly lately?" he immediately continued to ask Enna. At

this moment, Enna felt a surge of joy. She looked at the man before her in surprise, feeling an irrepressible excitement. She couldn't help but think that the reason he was asking her this was simply because he was jealous.

At this moment, she walked forward step by step, gently nestling her head in his arms, and said, "He's an ex-boyfriend now. Ever since I moved, he hasn't been able to find me; sometimes, he still waits for me in front of my company, but I ignore him." "That's right! When you're putting on an act, you have to go all the way. People who do great things don't concern themselves with these trivial matters of love and relationships. That's what my good goddaughter is like! Hahaha..." He laughed heartily, hugging her tightly, and said loudly to her with a smug look on his face.

"And that weirdo hasn't figured out your true identity yet, has he?" He suddenly realized something and asked her, looking down at her. Enna, alluring and coquettish, nestled in his arms, gently circling her fingers on his chest as she said, "Hehe... Him? No way! He's trusting me more and more, and he's spending money on me like crazy. One minute he's giving me diamonds and gold, the next he's giving me sports cars and luxury houses, he's getting more and more extravagant with me!" "You're such a weirdo! Hahahaha! Chen Jiarong, I saw right through you, you've always been a womanizer!" he said with a smug grin.

Enna couldn't help but recall the strange card he had mentioned, which was actually Chairman Chen Jiarong. A shiver ran through her body, and she glared at him fiercely, saying, "Aren't you a strange card too? Others become goddaughters, I become a goddaughter, and with my mother long gone, I've insisted on being your goddaughter every single night in your bed. Do you think I'll ever be able to get married?" Hearing the beautiful woman nestled in his arms complain like this, he immediately reached his left hand under her body, squeezed her bouncy buttocks tightly for a moment, and then laughed heartily with a lustful expression, saying:

"Hahaha! If nobody really wants you, you might as well marry me. Anyway, our relationship is no different from other couples every night. Hahahaha!" Enna lightly punched his chest repeatedly, a sweet, honey-like smile on her lips, and said in a coquettish voice, "Oh... I won't have it! I want to be your goddaughter, and I want to be your woman, isn't that better?" "Hehehe! That's fine too, anyway, I don't want to find another woman. Who could understand my temper better than you?" He chuckled lewdly at Enna.

"Uncle Guo, you're so mean! You only know how to make fun of me! I'm going to play ball now, I'm ignoring you!" After Enna finished speaking, she turned around and walked away towards the grass field without looking back, but a very alluring smile was on her face.

He watched as the stunningly beautiful woman with flowing hair and long, beautiful legs swayed and walked away from him.

At this moment, a sly laugh welled up inside him, and he thought, "Hahahaha! Who would have known I had such a brilliant plan? Hahahaha..." Undoubtedly, the details of Mr. Guo's background and the animosity between him and Chairman Chen—Chen Jiarong—cannot be fully described with mere words. To be honest, over the years, Mr. Guo and Chairman Chen have actually been a very successful business partnership, and in a short period, they have become some of the most prominent and influential figures in high society.

Meanwhile, the reason Mr. Guo gradually grew to hate Chairman Chen was because, years ago, Chairman Chen, driven by selfishness and greed, conspired with some private lawyers to exploit legal loopholes and use a combination of deception and fraud to swindle half of Mr. Guo's empire overnight. This meant that the patent rights to develop overseas oil fields, which they had previously shared equally, were transferred entirely to Chairman Chen, causing his immense wealth to skyrocket.

On the other hand, Enna was actually Mr. Guo's goddaughter, a little girl he and his deceased wife had kindly adopted. As time passed, the once-little Enna had grown into a beautiful young woman with a naturally stunning figure.

Every time her impressive E-cup breasts were displayed before her father, Mr. Guo, they almost caused him to have a nosebleed. For this reason, when his goddaughter, Enna, had just turned eighteen, a year after his wife's death, Mr. Guo, driven by his insatiable lust, finally slept with her under a combination of coaxing and deception, and has possessed her innocent and naive body ever since.

Meanwhile

, in a dark, old-fashioned medical clinic in the city center, the dimly lit room was filled with old-fashioned medical equipment, seemingly covered in dust. Looking around in the complete darkness, a chilling feeling began to creep in.

Just then, Xu Qiang, in a panicked voice, said to the black market doctor in front of him, "Doctor, can you save her life?" The black market doctor kept shaking his head, indicating that he dared not take the extremely risky surgery, and said helplessly, "It's not that I don't want to save her, it's that I'm powerless to save her life. Look at my equipment here, it's very outdated. I think you should take her to the hospital as soon as possible!" "Doctor, is she... is she still alive?" Xu Qiang asked him excitedly.

The black market doctor gently lifted Yang Yi's eyelids, then said to Xu Qiang with a rather professional expression, "Judging from her eye examination, I can confirm that she is currently on the verge of death. If you don't get her to the hospital soon, her condition may deteriorate quickly." "Doctor, I beg you! If it weren't for the need to keep my whereabouts confidential, I would have taken her to the hospital long ago! Why would I need to come here? Doctor, please, just consider it a favor, I really need your help right now. How about this, how much do you want? Just tell me." "How many times do I have to tell you? It's not about the money at all. It's because I don't have the high-tech medical equipment you find in hospitals. Without sufficient equipment, how can I examine her?" The doctor, Yuan, spoke in a rather annoying tone, explaining to Xu Qiang again and again.

"Are you just going to stand by and do nothing? Let her die like this? Oh God! What should I do?" Xu Qiang looked anxiously at Yang Yi on the medical bed. She lay before him and the doctor with her eyes closed, seemingly lifeless and motionless.

"Actually... I have a method that doesn't require high-tech equipment, but we can still give it a try. What do you think?" The doctor immediately said something that made Xu Qiang feel a surge of human kindness, and his eyes widened with joy for a moment.

"What method is it? Please tell me quickly!" Xu Qiang asked anxiously.

"My family's ancient acupuncture method might be able to help her." His professional tone touched Xu Qiang's last hope. He turned around and took out a large iron box containing various kinds of silver needles from the medical cabinet, then walked towards Xu Qiang.

Xu Qiang's excited eyes trembled slightly, and after swallowing hard, he asked in a trembling voice, "Acupuncture?! Is this kind of acupuncture even feasible? Won't it kill someone instantly?" "If you choose not to believe me, then you should take this young lady to the hospital as soon as possible! I really can't help you here," the black market doctor said rudely to Xu Qiang.

At this difficult moment, Xu Qiang finally disregarded all his concerns and bowed his head to the doctor standing before him.

His hesitant gaze lingered on the pitiful Yang Yi, then he sighed for a moment before saying, "Alright! Alright! Whatever you say. The most important thing is that you can save her life; any method is acceptable." "Okay, now please go to the lobby and rest for a while." Just as Xu Qiang was still silently hesitating about whether his decision was right, he turned and reluctantly walked towards the lobby, his heart screaming out,

"Yang Yi, you absolutely cannot be hurt! You will definitely pull through!"

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The sound of a door opening immediately reached Xu Qiang's ears.

"Doctor, how is she?" Xu Qiang asked anxiously, looking at the tired-looking doctor.

"I've done everything I can, but she's still unconscious." He sighed heavily, then said mournfully to Xu Qiang.

"What do you mean?" Xu Qiang grabbed his shoulder and asked angrily.

The doctor was suddenly frightened by Xu Qiang's fierce gaze and immediately reported, "It means she's no longer in mortal danger, but she may have struggled violently and almost suffocated for quite a while, so it's lucky she's still alive." "Doctor, you must save her no matter what!" Xu Qiang shouted at him.

The doctor looked at Xu Qiang tremblingly, sighing and panting, and sincerely advised him,

"Sigh... whether she lives or dies depends on her own willpower. If she can wake up today, then she can live. Just leave it to fate! But I still advise you not to have too much hope." At this moment, Xu Qiang stood there, his face full of worry, staring blankly at him, not knowing what to say for a long time.

"Sir, there's something else I think you need to know," the doctor said to Xu Qiang. "What is it?" Xu Qiang asked curiously.

"Just now, when I was examining the lady inside, I accidentally discovered that she's actually a week pregnant." In that instant, Xu Qiang was shocked, as if struck by lightning, and shouted, "What did you say? She's pregnant?" "Yes. If she doesn't wake up soon, the little life inside her will be in grave danger." Xu Qiang stared at the doctor standing in front of him, his eyes welling up with tears, and he screamed to himself in extreme anxiety, thinking, "No!

I need you to help me complete my mission! You can't be pregnant!" "Doctor, I think you can do me a favor! If you can remove that little life now, just name your price!" Xu Qiang continued to speak to him anxiously.

"You mean an abortion?" Xu Qiang looked intently at the black market doctor in front of him and nodded.

"Without the client's consent... that seems a bit improper. Besides, I don't want to break the law!" "Just do it! Aren't you interested in money? Is 100,000 enough for you? How about I just give you 200,000?" Xu Qiang's face immediately showed no pity for Yang Yi's life value lying in the clinic.

At this moment, the black market doctor gradually hesitated because of the amount of money Xu Qiang mentioned. In the end, he couldn't resist the temptation of money and nodded slightly to Xu Qiang, saying, "Alright then! 200,000 it is! Don't worry, once the money is in my hands, I will take care of this matter properly!" "That's great! It's a deal then! I'll go prepare the money for you in a bit." Xu Qiang said with a sly smile.

“But let me make this clear beforehand, this is a top secret between the two of us. I'm warning you, if any third party accidentally finds out about this in the future, you'll be in big trouble. Do you understand what I mean?” Xu Qiang warned him.

The doctor nodded repeatedly, then solemnly assured Xu Qiang, “Yes, I heard you perfectly well.” Just as the doctor finished speaking, he turned around abruptly, a strange expression on his face, and strode into the dark medical room, preparing to cruelly terminate the fragile, defenseless fetus of Yang Yi, who was caught in a terrible predicament.

Xu Qiang's sharp eyes followed the closing of the clinic door. His mind drifted back to a momentous event he had long planned, and he kept telling himself, "Yang Yi, don't blame me for being rude. I didn't want this to happen either. I'm really sorry." After a long while, Xu Qiang sat alone in the old, simple clinic, his mind filled with worry. Just then, the clinic door opened again!

In that instant, the black market doctor emerged from the front door, his hands and body covered in blood as if he had just survived a long battle. He limped towards Xu Qiang and said, "Sir, her fetus is gone. But because she bled so much, I think it will be difficult for her to conceive again." Xu Qiang wiped the sweat from his brow, letting out a sigh of relief, and said with a smug grin, "Hehe! You did a good job! As long as her current fetus is gone, who cares if she can conceive again?" At that moment, the greedy doctor only cared about... Enticed by the prospect of receiving the money, the black market doctor pressed Xu Qiang, "Where's the money you promised me?" Xu Qiang's expression instantly brightened with a broad grin, as he laughed and said, "Hahaha! Don't worry! Who would lie to you? It's all here!" At that moment, Xu Qiang pulled a check from his pocket and said with a sly smile, "Are you happy? This money is enough for you to earn!" "Sir, I think you've made a mistake. I don't accept checks! I want real money!" "Hehe! Look carefully before you speak!" Xu Qiang said with a sly grin.

In that instant, the black market doctor's eyes lit up, because the check he held was issued by the infamous Kuoguo Group, a name known throughout the region. He excitedly looked up at Xu Qiang and exclaimed, "One million? The Guo Group! How did you get this check? Are you Mr. Guo, the boss? But I don't think Mr. Guo looks as young as you!" "I advise you not to know, it's better for you to know. The more you know, the more trouble it will bring you. What do you think of the amount on this check? You still don't trust me?" Xu Qiang winked at him and then said in a threatening tone.

"I believe you! I believe you! And you can go in and see that lady now." The unscrupulous doctor immediately grinned at Xu Qiang, his teeth practically disappearing from his eyes.

"Hehehe! You know your stuff!" Xu Qiang grinned lewdly at him, then pretended to be a good guy and walked towards the door of the infirmary.

A moment later, he saw the door slam shut behind him. Time flew by, and it was already exactly one o'clock in the afternoon. At this moment, every employee

,

high and low, in the company in the Twin Towers looked down at me with curious and fearful eyes. The reason was simple: their boss, Chairman Chen—that is, me—had my head tightly wrapped in thick bandages, making me look like I'd just been robbed and beaten to a pulp by the robbers, looking like a clumsy pig's head. In an instant, I hurriedly walked towards the elevator.

At this moment, the male and female employees standing in front of me turned around and greeted me timidly. The female employee, who seemed to work in the human resources department, bowed slightly and said very politely, "Chairman Chen, hello. It's been a long time since I've seen you at the company." Then, the male employee standing next to her, who seemed to work in the central computer department, chimed in, bowing deeply to show his respect, and said, "Chairman Chen, good morning." "Chairman Chen, it's an honor for a lowly employee like myself to see your esteemed presence." He then went on to flatter me with increasingly obsequious words.

"Esteemed presence? Do I really have that?" I wondered to myself.

In this extremely awkward moment, as I recalled how I had been knocked unconscious at home by an unknown person that morning, and how my wife had inexplicably disappeared because of it, my face turned ashen and I fell silent. A sudden, burning rage over me made me completely still. In the blink of an eye, the elevator reached the office upstairs, and I stormed off from them in a fit of rage.

At that moment, Enna, who was working in the top-floor office, glanced at the distance from her desk and immediately gasped, nervously speaking into the phone, "I saw him...yes...he came today. Okay, I know...I'll contact you again tonight." As I walked to the door of my top-floor office, I suddenly stopped, then turned and stared at my personal secretary. A conflicted thought crossed my mind: now that my wife was dead, I could openly have my way with her. I said, "Enna, get me a cup of coffee and bring it to my room." "Knock! Knock! May I come in?" Enna's sweet, coquettish voice rang out.

"Come in." My expectant eyes widened as the door slowly opened. In an instant, my personal secretary and lover, with her delicate figure and E-cup bust, appeared before me. A wave of lustful desire began to surge within me, gradually settling into my heart.

"Oh! Hahaha! Mr. Chen, you're so naughty! It's been so long since you came back to the company. Don't you miss me at all? I don't want to! Ahaha... It tickles!" Enna cried out as I hugged her tightly.

I looked lecherous, holding her as if we were in cahoots, and said, "You little vixen! Who said I have to come to you every time? Can't you come to me on your own initiative this once? Let's see how I punish you, you little devil! I'll tickle you to death!" "Why would I come to you? Isn't your wife by your side every minute?" She pouted, and I could sense a hint of jealousy in her tone.

"Don't mention her in front of me! Damn it!" "Mr. Chen, what's wrong with you? Are you so angry with your wife?" Enna blinked her bright eyes at me, leaning into my arms and cooing.

"I'm done with her! And we're getting a divorce!" I said angrily to her.

"Are you serious?" Enna's heart leaped with joy, and she excitedly wrapped her arms around my neck with her delicate, feminine hands.

"If I were lying to you, I wouldn't be Chairman Chen." She spoke in her signature seductive voice, "That's wonderful! When will you give me a title?" "Do you really want to be Chairman Chen's woman? You really won't regret it? After all, I'm getting old and can no longer compare to the young and strong men of the world." I said with a wry smile and a deep sigh in front of her. "

I won't allow you to belittle yourself like that. I only want you for life. Even if you go to the ends of the earth, as long as I can be with you, I will die without regrets." She quickly covered my mouth and said in a coquettish voice.

"Hehehe! Such a sweet mouth!" She lightly punched me and said shyly, "What's wrong! Is it wrong for me to love only you?" "I think you love my money more, hehe!" I teased her.

Enna swayed her ample hips, her face flushed with shyness, and playfully punched me with a small pink fist, then said coquettishly, "What are you saying? Happiness can be created with tenderness. Just like the tenderness you give me is worth more than a thousand billion dollars. So, I love you, and naturally, I'll love everything about you." At that moment, my eyes were involuntarily fixed on her, radiating near-flawless perfection in my arms. Her delicate figure and sweet voice were a perfect match. Instantly, I realized that to prevent this already-cooked duck from flying away, I really didn't want to let this matter drag on any longer.

Suddenly, while caressing Enna's delicate face, I said to her tenderly, "Alright then! For your sake, let's go to Paris to register our wedding tomorrow!" "Paris?! Oh my god! Where else can you find such a romantic fiancé? I love you to death, my love!" She jumped up in surprise, her face flushed, and said with great emotion.

Upon hearing her say that, I immediately exclaimed triumphantly, "Wife!" Unfortunately, I had no idea that this was merely the beginning of a nightmare, a nightmare that could only be summed up in five simple words: "foolish and self-inflicted." The difficult days that lay ahead were about to begin .

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... Actually, this park wasn't just any ordinary place; it was a renowned European park—the Mars Park. At that moment, I stood there, completely stunned, at a roadside stall within the park. I held a local English newspaper in one hand, my eyes fixed on a major international news headline. From my excited gaze, I could read the brief headline: "A young man from Malaysia was found locked alive in a car in Kuala Lumpur and burned to death. Police have not yet confirmed the man's identity or name, but preliminary investigations suggest it might be a revenge attack, thus ruling out the possibility of accidental death..." As I focused on this news, a slight smile crept onto my lips, followed by a surge of joy and delight. I thought to myself, "Hahaha! So the mysterious person who knocked me unconscious that day must have been you! Ahahaha! Xu Qiang, I was forced to resort to this tactic. You won't have a good outcome if you go against me! You can rest in peace!" "Sister Jun, Xu Qiang and my slutty wife, I've gotten rid of them all. From now on, those three people will no longer exist in this world. And I've been given a chance to be reborn. My noble identity, reputation, and status are safe." At this moment, I felt a growing sense of smugness as I recalled the events that had transpired before, and I thought to myself. "Ring...ring..." My phone rang unexpectedly. Because my phone displayed an unnamed caller ID, I instinctively lashed out at the receiver, yelling, "Who is it? I'm abroad right now, it's inconvenient for me to talk to you!" But as soon as I heard the voice coming from the receiver, I immediately changed my tone and said with concern, "Oh! It's you, brother! Is...is...how is it? Any good news? You said you found my wife's whereabouts?!" "What?! Haha! Well done! Brilliant! So you're the one who took care of that little Xu Qiang. And you, your methods are pretty simple, why did you just burn him to death? I wanted him to die a much more gruesome death! I wanted him to suffer a million times more pain than death! But burning him so badly that even the police couldn't recognize him is a bit cruel, but I love it! Hahaha..." I continued, laughing heartily. I became utterly inhuman, my tone completely unlike that of a serious husband. I lewdly said to the listener, "Okay, now you can also take care of my unconscious wife! I'm afraid that if she stays alive for another day, I'll have a lot more trouble. If you do it properly, I'll transfer the commission to your private account later. Okay, I can't talk to you for too long, my wife is waiting for me to go back to her." "Hehe! I'm not joking! She's my newest wife! Let me tell you, a man as successful as me can't go a day without a sexy woman in bed! Women are born to be fucked! And, different women bring different feelings. When I get tired of her, I just get rid of her, much cleaner. Hahahaha!" I said arrogantly. "Haha! Brother, you're too naive! Who says I can't remarry? If she dies today, can't I just swagger back hand in hand with my newest wife?" I continued. Suddenly, Enna's breathy, almost panting voice came from behind me. "Honey, so you're here! I've been looking for you for ages since you disappeared after signing the papers at the marriage registry! Hmm, who were you talking to on the phone?" I immediately put down the newspaper and phone I was holding, then looked up at her in a panic. "It's nothing, I just came here to buy a pack of cigarettes and grabbed a newspaper to read." Enna gripped my arm tightly, then said in her sweet voice, "Oh, I see. What kind of news was so captivating?" "Nothing serious. Oh, right, didn't you say you wanted to go shopping in the center of Paris? How about it? Let's go now! I'm in a great mood today, I'll buy you everything on the whole street, what do you say?" My heart sank, and I laughed as I told her. Enna's heart leaped with joy. She nestled her curvaceous figure into my arms, exclaiming in surprise, "Really?! Honey, you're just too good to me! Then I'll definitely love you even more! Hehe..." My brows twitched several times in front of her, and in an instant, we turned around intimately and walked towards the luxury car we had rented locally. I laughed and said, "Is that all? You'd better be a little wild with me tonight for it to count! Hahaha!" "Honey, you're so naughty! All you think about is my body!" She lightly punched my chest, complaining to me with a flirtatious look. "Hahaha! Let's go shopping now! We can hurry up and get back to the hotel." She was too exhausted to argue or play games with me anymore. In the blink of an eye, I saw her smiling face as she quickened her pace towards the car. I could almost hear her uttering a lewd whisper: "You slut! Hehehe..." After most of the day, and several hours of non-stop shopping, my hands were laden with bags, which made Enna chuckle when she saw me. "What's wrong with you, honey! Do you think what I bought is fancy enough? Look at me, I've been buying things all day long, and I've bought you one or two bags of designer clothes, bags, and diamonds. You can't carry any more, you're so pathetic." I couldn't contain my resentment, and glared angrily at the pretty girl in front of me, shouting, "How dare you say that?! You shameless woman, how can I satisfy your desires? I think we should stop here for today! I'm exhausted! Can we go back to the hotel?" "Yay~~ Your wife hasn't bought enough yet! I don't want to go back to the hotel so early. I want to go find some gold watches to buy." Enna gave me a flirtatious look and said in a coquettish voice. Suddenly, I flew into a rage, throwing the shopping bags I was carrying to the ground and yelling at her in a furious tone, "Damn it! I can't shop anymore! If you want to shop, shop to your heart's content! I'm not going to go crazy with you! Go back to the hotel yourself!" After saying this, I immediately turned around and stormed away from the still-stunned Enna without looking back. At this moment, Enna stared fiercely at the back of the man in front of her, thinking through gritted teeth, "I'll put up with you for now! I'll see how long you can keep this up!" "Honey, wait for me! Don't be angry with me. I'll do what you say and stop shopping. Let's go back to the hotel together, okay?" Enna's pleading voice came from behind me, and I was immediately delighted, smiling triumphantly for a moment.

My anger gradually subsided, and I pulled her into my arms, warning her, "That's it! Being my woman means obeying me! I don't like wives who don't listen to me, and they might get a really bad beating! Do you understand?" "I understand, wife. I promise I'll obey your every command, please forgive me, husband! Later, if you want me on top, I'll be on top; if you want me on the bottom, I'll be on the bottom; I'm fine with being on the side too." At that moment, my eyes seemed to see only one woman, Enna, swaying her hips and twisting her buttocks in my arms. Her seductive appearance instantly ignited an uncontrollable lust within me.

"You little devil who deserves a beating! Let's see how you act horny when we get back to the hotel! Let's go!" With that, I quickly grabbed her delicate hand and ran towards the hotel.

Countless hours had passed. I sat alone on a giant waterbed in a VIP room on the top floor of the prestigious and luxurious H?tel de Paris, anxiously awaiting the arrival of the alluring woman busily changing clothes in the bathroom. Time seemed to tick by, but she never appeared in my anxious gaze. In that moment, the longer I waited, the

emptier I felt inside, as if my heart had fallen into a web of desire, trapped and immobilized by countless spiderwebs. My empty mind was filled with wild fantasies, imagining the passionate encounters to come. Finally, my penis began to stir slightly.

At this alluring moment, as my eyes were fixed on the locked bathroom door, my empty gaze suddenly caught sight of someone pushing it open!

"Honey! Have you been waiting for me long?" Suddenly, an extremely seductive voice came from behind the door, and the door was finally fully open.

"My God!!" My breathing became rapid, and I stared, speechless, at the breathtaking scene before me.

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At this moment, Enna had already styled her seemingly sentient long hair high, and now stood naked in front of the bathroom door. She blushed and responded with a soft "yes," then glanced at me coquettishly and said,

"Honey, what's wrong? Don't I look beautiful?" My eyes widened in excitement as I stared at her voluptuous lower body, which resembled a white tiger, and I exclaimed breathlessly, "Oh my god! Honey, what are you doing? You shaved your pubic hair?" "Yes, I thought a clean lower body might give you a sexy and alluring look, so I simply shaved it all off. What do you think I look like?" she answered shyly.

"You little devil, hurry up and crawl over here like a dog!" I yelled at her, my heart pounding.

At this moment, she glanced at me tenderly for a moment, then said coquettishly, "I'm not a dog, I'm your little bitch. Hehe!" "Damn it! If you don't come soon, I'll fuck you to death!" I continued to yell loudly.

In an instant, Enna, sensing the danger, crawled towards me like a female dog towards the bed. Just as she nestled tenderly in my arms, I couldn't resist embracing her tightly and lightly kissing her flushed cheeks. Then, I began to knead her full E-cup breasts.

Instantly, Enna was aroused by my frantic caresses, her shy expression and intermittent moans causing her to pant uncontrollably. After

a moment, she closed her eyes tightly, and after a moment of internal struggle and restraint, she lowered her head shyly and asked, "Husband, do you really love me? Do you regret marrying me?" "Silly girl, do you really need to ask such questions? Of course I love you, otherwise I wouldn't have willingly married you, right?" I stopped what I was doing and spoke gently.

"So, what kind of wedding gift will you give me?" she asked, head bowed.

"What are you talking about? What wedding gift? Does your husband have to give you a gift when he gets married?" I looked at her, completely bewildered.

"I won't accept it! You haven't even bought me a diamond ring yet!" She snuggled closer to me, her voice becoming sweet and coquettish.

A sudden realization dawned on me, and I laughed, pulling her closer and saying gently, "Hehehe! So you're being coquettish. Okay! Okay! Tomorrow I'll go to the most expensive and prestigious diamond ring shop in all of Paris and buy it for you, how about that?" She immediately replied in an extremely sweet tone, "I don't want that now, I want something else!" "You mean…" I stared at her, my mind filled with questions again.

"If I said I wanted to own a small share in your company, would you mind?" Enna asked cautiously, but I sensed something was off in her tone, so my intuition told me this wasn't simple.

"Shares in my company?! You're being a bit too greedy!" I said, looking at her absentmindedly, with a warning tone.

Hearing this, her face immediately fell, and she sighed with her eyes closed. She then explained in a rapid-fire voice, "That's a really harsh thing to say. What would I possibly want from you? Let me tell you, I'm practically your secretary and your only wife. Is wanting some shares in the company really that unreasonable?" "Wife, I completely understand what you're saying, but wanting shares in my company is definitely going too far," I said impatiently.

She placed her beautiful, smooth legs between my feet, and in an instant, they seemed to be caressing my feet with a rhythmic, rhythmic motion. At the same time, she kissed my face sweetly and said, "What I said isn't unreasonable at all!

Think about it, there's quite a significant age difference between us. If something were to happen to you in the future, or if you were no longer in this world, you wouldn't want the company you've worked so hard to build to fall into the hands of other shareholders, would you? Besides, if you weren't by my side, my life would be quite lonely. You should at least take responsibility for my future, right?" At this moment, Enna, this alluring woman, relentlessly used her nearly flawless, perfect legs to seduce my willpower. In less than a moment, I was overwhelmed by the shock she gave me, and a primal sexual urge emanating from her.

I swallowed hard, teasing her armpits with both hands, and said with a grin,

"What you say makes a lot of sense. But it's easier said than done.

Why don't you give me some time to think it over? Now I want you to come and have some fun with me!" "Haha...no...husband...it's so itchy..." Enna cried out with a smile.

"Husband, could you please be gentle with my little hole down there? I feel like it's a bit dry." Enna lowered her head shyly and said to me in a coquettish voice.

"Haha! Just watch how I make you wish you were dead!" I shouted at her with a hearty laugh.

In an instant, I passionately threw her entire body onto the bed, then ran my fingers over her flat stomach, parting her already wet labia and probing her furry slit with my tongue. I began teasing her vagina with my tongue, its movements fluid and suggestive. Less than a minute later, the only sound in the room was the soft murmur of her voice, a riot of eroticism filling the air!

"Ah! Don't stop…you're making me feel so good…lick me faster…oh ah ah…" Enna, on the verge of collapse, spread her beautiful legs wide, giving me a seductive look, and pressed my head down even harder, preventing me from looking up for a long time.

"Ugh...ugh...wife...you look so lewd...ugh...let me lick you to death..." Overwhelmed with excitement, I disregarded all shame and continued to lick her incredibly wet vagina, making moaning sounds as I did so.

"Husband...faster...don't stop...I feel so...so good...ahhh..." She trembled and convulsed as I sucked her, feeling extremely uncomfortable. My face was pressed tightly against her hot spring-like vagina by her excited hands, preventing me from turning my head even slightly. But I could faintly hear her screams and gasps from behind.

After a while, I gradually felt my face covered in her foul-smelling bodily fluids, making it difficult to breathe. In a moment of desperation, I shouted at her, "Waaah... Is that enough? I can't breathe anymore... Waaah... Let go of my head... Waaah... Please let go of me..." At that moment, Enna felt as if her whole body was a rocket soaring into the sky, her intense desire rising high. She immediately cried out to the man who was sucking her, "Husband... Lick me a little longer... I feel like I'm about to climax and ejaculate! Push harder with your tongue and drill deeper into me! Ah!" "Take your hands off! I can't do any more, I'm about to suffocate! Waaah!" I excitedly flung her hands away, but she continued to scratch my head tightly.

"Ah...ah...so good...I'm almost there...ah...I feel so good...faster...deeper!" "Waaah! My God...ah...I can't take it anymore...waaaah..." I struggled desperately beneath her, my lips uttering indistinct pleas for mercy.

After a moment's pause, Enna immediately closed her seemingly empty eyes, her passionate face flushing crimson, her chest heaving violently. She used all her strength to forcefully press the head beneath her into her groin, letting out loud, frantic, trembling moans: "Ah...husband, you're so amazing...I can't take it...I'm about to squirt...the orgasm is coming...I'm coming...ah...it's coming!" Just as the weather outside Paris turned cold, and the air in the hotel room filled with the sultry scent of human warmth, in this sultry and amorous moment, Enna's lips seemed to curve into a seductive smile, and her full, moist lips emitted increasingly alluring breaths. She seemed to lie on the bed, silently enjoying the afterglow of her orgasm.

A moment later, when Enna regained her strength, she glanced briefly at the man beneath her, then gently nudged him as if out of concern, asking, "Honey? Are you alright?" At this point, Enna realized the man beneath her was still silent, so she anxiously sat up and looked up nervously.

"Honey? What are you doing, honey?" she asked, giving Chen Dong, who had fainted on the bed, a gentle nudge.

After a series of shouts, Enna, while constantly pushing at Chairman Chen, carefully placed her hand on his nose. Without a second thought, she punched him hard in the head, laughing triumphantly,

"Hahahaha! I've been putting up with you for so long! How are you? You've passed out! You big lecher, you've finally met your match! You enjoyed raping me so much, haven't you! Let's see how you live from now on! Hahahaha!" Suddenly, Enna pulled a document resembling a contract and a sharp pair of scissors from her bag. She then glared fiercely at the unconscious man on the bed, a sly smile gradually spreading across her face.

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The morning light gradually shone on the face of the man on the bed. After a short while, the man's eyes, illuminated by the outside light, began to twitch slightly. In an instant, the unconscious man groggily awoke.

At that moment, I didn't know how long I had been unconscious. I only knew that when I woke up weakly, I was lying naked on the edge of the bed. My mind was blank, and my lower body was throbbing with excruciating pain, a pain so intense it felt like I was dying. I desperately clutched my crotch, which spun around in agony.

"Wife?" I cried out weakly, my heart filled with anxiety.

After a moment's pause, still seeing no sign of Enna, I shouted again, trying to be as loud as possible, "Wife, I'm calling you! Come quick! My lower body is hurting for some reason!" At this point, a growing sense of worry crept into my heart. I staggered around the room, searching for her, and impatiently yelled at her angrily, "Enna! I've shouted until I can't hear you anymore!

Where are you?!" After a thorough search, I couldn't find her anywhere, but I discovered that all the hundreds of thousands of dollars in my wallet were gone, and most shockingly, my international passport had also vanished!

"What? Did she abscond?!" I exclaimed to myself in utter fury.

At that moment, as I tried to recall every detail of yesterday's events, a French voice I couldn't understand blared loudly from outside the hotel room:

"Police ici! ouvrez la porte!" A wisp of mist slowly drifted into the room. As I slightly opened my eyes, a wave of horror and suspense washed over me, as if I had descended into the nineteenth level of hell.

Countless fragments of memory flashed by, and as I gradually regained my senses, I vaguely recalled the pain in my groin. In an instant, I looked down and saw that my pants were indeed covered in streaks of blood. I immediately tried to scramble to my feet. Just as I was about to get up from the ground, I realized that I had already been tightly chained. I immediately began to struggle frantically. "Is anyone outside? Where am I? Open the door and let me go! Can anyone hear me?" I shouted in terror. After a period of frantic struggle, I lay exhausted on the spot, looking around. In my terrified eyes, all around was pitch black, but in the distance, I seemed to see a dim, yellow light quickly reaching my eyes. At that moment, my limbs were tightly bound, and every cell in my body began to move uncontrollably in panic within one of the stinking detention cells in the police station, screaming wildly once more.

"Open the door and let me out! You bunch of shit-eating cops, did you even hear me? I'm Chairman Chen, Chen Jiarong! The richest man in the world! Let me out!!" Despite being utterly exhausted and lying on the ground, I still desperately tried to shout with all my might, "What crime have I committed? How dare you lock me up? Let me out!" Suddenly, a Chinese man dressed like a police officer slowly walked towards me, looking impatient and fierce, and said, "You drug dealer! Stop making a scene! You're really annoying!" "What...?! I didn't sell drugs!" "Stop denying it. This morning we received a reliable tip, and just now..." "My colleagues also found packets of heroin in your luggage! You're really bold, daring to sell heroin here! Don't you know selling heroin here will lead to your death? You'll be sentenced to death!" "It's not my fault! I didn't sell drugs! I really don't know anything, I'm innocent! Let me go! I'm the richest man in the world, I'm Chen Jiarong! I can give you money, any amount is fine! Or can you let me see my lawyer?" "It's none of my business. You don't even have a passport, who's going to believe you? Just wait for your fate!" In an instant, the sound of the door slamming shut shattered my last hope.

"No! Don't leave me here! Let me out! Ah!!" I screamed madly until cold sweat broke out on my face and my eyes filled with tears.

"Enna! You bitch, you framed me! I'll haunt you even in death!" At this moment, I was locked in the detention center, and outside the door, it seemed as if I could hear my own screams, like a deranged prisoner, echoing through the room like arrows piercing my heart.

Meanwhile

, at Kuala Lumpur International Airport, amidst the throngs of people, Enna could be seen returning to Malaysia after a morning's flight. Just then, Enna spotted an elderly man waiting for her at the airport entrance.

Instantly, her eyes sparkling with desire, she raised her beautiful face, her expression brightening with joy, and ran towards the man's embrace, oblivious to the strange looks from the surrounding crowd. Like a bee drawn to honey, she threw herself into his arms without hesitation.

Enna nestled excitedly into his arms, her hips swaying as she said in a sweet, coquettish voice, "Dad Guo, I'm sorry! I've kept you waiting." Boss Guo's lecherous face glared at Enna for a moment, then he chuckled and hugged her fragrant body and smooth, silky shoulders tightly, saying smugly, "Hehehe! As long as you do what I ask of you, I don't care how long you make me wait." "I won't stand for it! Dad Guo, you only think about what you want, have you ever considered my feelings?

I'm sick of spending every day with that awful Chairman Chen." Hearing the man beside her teasing her like this, Enna playfully slapped his chest and glanced at him complainingly.

“Little girl! It’s only because this matter is of great importance that I wouldn’t have repeatedly told you to be careful if I hadn’t understood your feelings. How is it? Have you gotten what I wanted?” Boss Guo stroked her face tenderly and said gently.

Enna immediately wrapped her arms around Boss Guo’s neck, then took out a document that looked like a contract from her handbag, and said to him in a sweet, coquettish voice, “Hehehe! How could anything fail when your goddaughter is involved? You’ve underestimated me! Take a look and see if this is what you wanted.” At this moment, Boss Guo immediately snatched the document from Enna’s hand and began to read it. In an instant, his face gradually turned cunning, and he laughed lewdly, saying, "Hahaha! Judging from these few contracts with fingerprints alone, all of Chen Jiarong's assets are now in my hands! Enna, you did a really good job this time!" "Really? And I even set a trap for you, making him commit a capital offense. I think he's in pretty trouble this time. Hehe!" Enna's face flushed, and her eyes were filled with excitement as she casually told him.

"You little rascal, who told you to act on your own? Aren't you going to obediently report everything to me?" Boss Guo lightly slapped Enna's shapely buttocks and teased her.

Enna was immediately aroused by his flirtatious advances, and then, in the crowded airport, she boldly touched his crotch, saying coquettishly, "I don't want to...we'll talk about it later! Right now, this night is precious, let's hurry home." Looking at the alluring and fiery beauty before him, Mr. Guo couldn't help but swallow hard, and like a lecherous wolf possessed by a demon, he said smugly, "You're right, let's go! Hehehehehe..." In this tender moment, Mr. Guo and Enna's relationship went beyond that of an ordinary father and daughter. Ignoring the strange looks from passersby, they walked hand in hand toward the airport exit.

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Time passed, day after day. I don't know how much time I spent in that dark, airtight detention center, but one thing is clear: I, who was second only to the leader, had been screaming and begging for mercy countless times inside, until I collapsed from exhaustion, my throat sore and hoarse.

At that moment, I felt cold sweat breaking out all over my body, and I lay on the ground, completely powerless. But I vaguely saw the detention center door slowly opening, and finally, a ray of light, like God descending to save me, flashed into my eyes.

Suddenly, the Chinese police officer walked towards me and said awkwardly, "Mr. Chen Jiarong, I'm here to tell you some good news. After a thorough search, the powder we found in your bag wasn't real heroin, so you can leave now.

Since you've lost your international passport, you must immediately go to your country's embassy to complete a simple procedure, understand?" "Help me... I think I have a high fever... I have no strength at all..." I was still lying on the ground, pleading softly to the officer before finally losing consciousness and collapsing to the ground.

"Mr. Chen... what's wrong? Mr. Chen..." Before I completely lost consciousness, I faintly heard his voice.

After a long period of unconsciousness, I don't know how long I was unconscious. I only know that when I woke up, I was lying on the bed, barely alive. I blinked weakly and found myself in a hospital.

"Sir, how are you feeling? Are you still in pain?" A doctor standing by the bed asked me immediately.

"My lower body...it hurts a lot, I...what happened to me?" I asked him weakly.

"Because you were seriously injured in your lower body before, and you didn't apply ointment to the wound properly, you ended up with a severe case of tetanus and a high fever." The doctor was taken aback by my question and hesitated for a long time before finally explaining.

"I was injured in my lower body? I remember, I felt some pain in my groin area before, and there was some bleeding. Doctor, what happened to my lower body? You might as well tell me the truth!" I felt a chill run down my spine and asked him in a panicked tone.

"Alright, but you have to be prepared and face the facts, okay?" He still didn't dare to tell me the truth and said in a trembling voice.

"I want you to say it! Just say it!" I shouted at the doctor with all my might.

At that moment, he swallowed slightly, and then had no choice but to tell me the truth, one sentence at a time, saying, "Okay! Okay! I'll tell you now. Because your penis was cut to almost nothing by some sharp object, and all the tendons inside were also severed, I think it will be quite difficult for you to have an arousal in the future." "What did you say?! Only an inch left?!" I was immediately shocked by what I heard, and my whole body jumped up excitedly, shouting in fear.

"Sir, please accept my condolences. I'm not saying you're permanently hopeless. As long as you continue taking the medication I prescribed and get proper care, you might have a chance to recover, though the recovery period might vary. I advise you to try to be more accepting of it!" "Ah! Enough! Stop talking! I don't want to hear any more!" "Hahahaha! I understand everything! Enna, you're the one who crippled me! I'll make you pay for this! I'll make you pay for this... pay for this... pay for this..." I muttered incoherently, my mind beginning to crumble.

"Sigh! It's truly unfortunate that such a good man has ended up like this." After saying this, the doctor shook his head, sighed, and turned to leave.

(Chapter 4) At this moment, Xu Qiang, his face clouded with dejection, kept glancing at Yang Yi, who was still unconscious on the bed, and couldn't help but call out, "Yang Yi... Yang Yi... wake up soon!" "Yang Yi... why aren't you awake yet? Sigh..." After a moment, he still called out to her unwillingly, but his face showed that he was already exhausted and burdened with worries.

Suddenly, Xu Qiang's calls moved the heavens, and he finally opened his eyes! Sure enough, heaven rewards those who persevere. In an instant, Yang Yi's tightly closed eyebrows twitched slightly, and then she let out a soft sound.

"Hmm..." "Yang Yi?! You've finally woken up! Heaven! Thank you, God, for taking care of you!" Xu Qiang looked at her awakening in surprise and was immediately excited, so he anxiously told her.

"Xu Qiang? Am I already in hell?" Yang Yi looked at him with half-closed eyes, seemingly in a daze.

"Oh my god! I'm so glad you're awake! You're at my hometown right now. I'm so relieved to see you're alright. You have no idea how worried I was about you every day and night while you were unconscious. I almost had a mental breakdown!" "You...you said I was unconscious?" Yang Yi tried to recall what had happened, while holding Xu Qiang's hand tightly. After a while, she looked at Xu Qiang with tears in her eyes and stammered,

"Yang Yi, why are you crying? Your husband attacked you first! So don't cry for that heartless and ungrateful husband anymore. He's not worth your tears. Please don't be silly, okay?" Xu Qiang said, fanning the flames.

"How do you know all this? Were you there at the time?!" Yang Yi looked at him in surprise.

“Yes! If I saw you on the verge of death, being violated and even tried to kill you by that heartless husband, wouldn’t I step in to save you? Would I still be human? Would I still have any humanity?” Xu Qiang said with a fierce expression.

At this moment, Yang Yi stared blankly at the ceiling, her mind filled with the thought that her current situation was truly miserable. After a moment, she said helplessly, “Waaah…please don’t say anymore. I still can’t believe he would treat me like this…what should I do?” “It’s all in the past now. You don’t need to worry about anything. Just focus on recovering your health. I’ll take care of everything else!” Xu Qiang kindly comforted her.

“Xu Qiang…I…” Yang Yi looked at him, sobbing.

“You don’t need to say anything more. I understand.” Xu Qiang said, holding her arms tightly.

For a moment, Xu Qiang's mind seemed to freeze, before he said something to Yang Yi that left her stunned on the bed.

"There's something else I think you need to know." "What is it?" Yang Yi asked, seemingly puzzled.

"When you were unconscious, the doctor accidentally discovered you were already pregnant. But because your bastard husband almost caused you to suffocate from lack of oxygen, your little baby unfortunately had a difficult labor." Xu Qiang tried to twist the truth while speaking without any mercy. Upon hearing

this, Yang Yi's emotions surged like a mountain of mud.

"I was pregnant? I had a difficult labor?" she cried out in shock.

"Waaah! Waaah... I could have had a baby, but now... my baby is gone... Waaah... Waaah..." She then broke down in a frantic, exhausting sob.

Just as Yang Yi was crying her eyes out, Xu Qiang, seemingly determined to push her to the brink of madness, kept nagging her, "Sigh! Your husband is truly heartless. He has no regard for family ties whatsoever, even indirectly killing his own child. Heaven is blind, utterly heartless!" "Waaah! Waaah..." Seeing her utterly devastated state on the bed, Xu Qiang suddenly felt that the situation was irreversible; her love and trust in her husband had been completely shattered.

"Just forget about him! It's best to leave now, to avoid your heartless husband harming you further. I think you should stay with me for the time being." Yang Yi nodded weakly.

After a while, Xu Qiang turned and left, leaving Yang Yi alone to cry and vent her emotions.

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After most of the day had passed, while Xu Qiang's mother was busy in the kitchen, the wooden door to the outer room slowly opened for Yang Yi.

Just as Yang Yi was quietly preparing to leave the living room, she glanced sadly into the kitchen and immediately heard Xu Qiang's mother softly call out, "You're awake? Why didn't you sleep a little longer?" "Xu... Mom, it's been so long. How have you been?" "Fine, fine. Just some old folks' ailments. Nothing serious. But I've been wondering when you and Qiang are getting married." "Xu Mom, actually I've already..." Yang Yi looked at her with infinite shyness, her heart pounding with the thought of telling her that she was already married, and she said tremblingly,

"...I'm already engaged to you! And we want to have our wedding here. Mom, is that alright?" Just then, Xu Qiang's voice reached their ears.

"Xu Qiang?!" Yang Yi turned around in shock, looking at the man standing beside her with a despairing expression.

"Qiang, is what you just said true? Great, of course it's wonderful! As your mother, I've been waiting day and night for this day!" At this moment, Yang Yi looked at Xu Qiang with surprise, unable to believe that he dared to say such things to his mother. On the other hand, as she was in turmoil, all sorts of bittersweet memories hidden deep in her heart suddenly came to her attention, along with the sincere love between her and Xu Qiang, creating a subtle itch that stirred her heart and made her feel completely confused.

"Your husband doesn't want you anymore, he doesn't know how to cherish you. Besides, my mother is suffering from many illnesses, let's tell her a beautiful lie and comfort her! So that when she passes away, she can leave in peace." Xu Qiang whispered softly in Yang Yi's ear.

At this moment, Yang Yi kept reflecting on how her dream wedding had never been extravagant; she didn't need a grand ceremony to feel dignified.

On the other hand, she recalled her previous wedding, which also took place in a church, with many relatives, friends, and business associates from her husband's business dealings. Looking back on those moments, her past wedding suddenly seemed devoid of romance and beauty. If fate allowed her to go through another wedding, she wouldn't mind marrying a simple, ordinary man. The size of the wedding, whether she married a rich man or a poor man, was no longer important to her. What mattered most was his genuine love and lifelong commitment.

After a long struggle, Yang Yi finally looked at Xu Qiang with trembling, slightly worried eyes. A moment later, she couldn't help but agree, "Okay." "Alright, you two lovers are finally together. Qiang, you should take her for a walk nearby, don't let her stay home and get bored to death," Xu Qiang's mother immediately reminded her son. "

Yang Yi, let's go!" Xu Qiang took her hand and they walked out together.

********** ...

Xu Qiang immediately pulled the car over to the side, and in a moment of refined elegance, he spoke in a gentle voice,

"Yi-mei, do you recognize this place?" Actually, throughout the entire journey, Yang Yi's heart had been pounding. She hadn't been paying attention to a single word he said, only occasionally humming a few lines. But when she slowly leaned forward, her eyes met the scenery outside the car window, and she immediately recognized this as the very spot where they had first fallen in love.

"This is where we first fell in love." Xu Qiang gently put one arm around her shoulder, and in the other hand held a grass ring he had made for her years ago. He spoke to her tenderly, "And this is where you gave me your first time. Yang Yi, marry me! Make me the luckiest man in the world. I promise my love for you will last forever, and I will bring you endless warmth, care, and love for a lifetime. Please say yes, okay?" At this moment, Xu Qiang's perfect face and his strong, powerful voice made him seem like a man of both literary and martial prowess from ancient times, instantly captivating her heart, and she fell head over heels in his arms.

"Xu Qiang, you won't let me down. You won't treat me like my heartless husband did, right?" "I promise you I will never, not even if we meet again in the next life." Xu Qiang gently breathed into her ear, then slipped the grass ring onto her left ring finger, holding her tightly as he spoke.

After a period of suffocating struggle, her eyes revealed her utter despair. In no time, with a face forced to surrender to reality, she trembled and said to Xu Qiang, "I promise you. Please take me away. I don't want to see him again. I hate him for subjecting me to such a cruel marital ordeal." "My goal is one step closer!" Xu Qiang thought with a sly smile, tightly embracing her tear-streaked face. Suddenly

, in the car, Xu Qiang ripped Yang Yi's clothes off with a "rip," and her large, white breasts, along with her bright red bra, sprang out.

"Xu Qiang? You… what are you doing?!" Yang Yi looked at him in panic.

Chapter 19: Kindness is often bullied, even by Heaven .

High-definition digital cameras are advanced devices created by humans to film everyday life. At that moment, Xu Qiang took a digital camcorder (DV model) from the car drawer and placed it on the hood, preparing to film the erotic scene to come. In the blink of an eye, after setting up the camcorder, Xu Qiang pounced on Yang Yi's fragrant body like a lion.

"Ah! Yi-mei, I'll take you to heaven and hell with me now," Xu Qiang said with a grin, his wet tongue tracing patterns on her cleavage as he gazed at Yang Yi's pretty face.

"Mmm...not here...I'm afraid someone will see us...don't film...I'll be so embarrassed," Yang Yi gasped shyly, her voice tinged with resentment.

"Don't be afraid. There's no one living for a hundred kilometers around here, and besides, I'll protect you in any major incident.

Why worry so much? I love you! Baby," Xu Qiang whispered in her ear.

As soon as Xu Qiang finished speaking, he turned around and hugged her tightly. In an instant, he became even more passionate, repeatedly grasping her barely visible breasts. After a while, when he noticed that Yang Yi's last defenses were about to crumble under his ministrations, he swiftly pulled off her bright red bra, turned around, and pounced on her, burying his head in her alluring cleavage!

In this moment, Xu Qiang became like a madman, frantically inhaling her intoxicating fragrance, until Yang Yi let out moans of pleasure, which gradually permeated the entire area, blending perfectly with the surrounding grassland scenery to create a breathtakingly beautiful natural landscape.

Throughout this process, Yang Yi felt wave after wave of tension and unease, a feeling like a torrential downpour relentlessly drenching her anxious heart. Just as her body and spirit were trembling, she suddenly tilted her head back, her heart pounding. Her rosy, oval face, her fair and full breasts, and her round, pink nipples, seemingly translucent and alluring, added to her mature beauty, instantly driving Xu Qiang to a frenzy of desire.

"Mmm! Ahh... Xu Qiang... I'm so itchy!" The toxins seeping into her body began to stimulate her nerves, making them taut. Coupled with Xu Qiang's constant rubbing of her sensitive nipples, she finally let out a soft cry in less than a moment, her brows furrowed.

At this moment, Xu Qiang felt her sensitive nipples hardening, and her breathing becoming increasingly rapid. In an instant, he reached his hand inside her short skirt and began to rub her already soaked, mysterious area.

"Ah...no! It's so itchy...it's so itchy...don't stop..." Yang Yi was only wearing a short skirt, her upper body already soaked with sweat from the sunlight, and she kept moaning.

"Is it comfortable? Do you want me to do it to you?" Xu Qiang asked knowingly.

Yang Yi shook her head repeatedly, and Xu Qiang could see from her delicate face that she was actually struggling pitifully.

"...I want..." Yang Yi's inner world was in turmoil as she covered her lips with her left hand, which was constantly uttering cries. The grass ring that Xu Qiang had put on her finger earlier, and the million-dollar diamond ring she had previously worn, were now displayed before him.

"Call me husband! Say I'm the only husband you love and cherish!" Xu Qiang glared at the two rings on Yang Yi's left hand, which had been given to her by two men, and said with a sour feeling in his heart.

"Xu Qiang, from this day forward, you are my only husband, Yang Yi's only husband. I will be devoted to you for the rest of my life until the end of time." Yang Yi was moved to tears as she spoke.

"Then are you willing to throw away that old ring? I only allow you to wear mine." Yang Yi thought for a moment and finally chose between her husband and her former lover. She nodded and immediately took off the million-dollar diamond ring on her left hand without thinking.

“Alright! Now, take that ring in one hand and face the camera to say that you no longer love Chen Jiarong.” Xu Qiang glanced at Yang Yi and the digital camera on the hood of the car with a smile, then said.

A moment of silence fell over the car. Xu Qiang’s eyes never left Yang Yi’s flushed, naked body. Suddenly, Yang Yi let out a final sigh, then looked sadly at the camera on the hood of the car and said, “I, Yang Yi, now declare that I no longer love Chen Jiarong, who is now my husband.” Yang Yi turned to look at Xu Qiang beside her in fear, a wave of guilt and regret washing

over her. “Continue, tell me how much you hate your heartless husband,” Xu Qiang said with a slightly wicked smile.

When she heard Xu Qiang say this, she immediately covered her tired face with her trembling hands and shook her head, signaling him to stop talking. It was this sorrowful and moving expression that filled him with boundless tenderness.

“Baby, if you don’t get rid of this burden that’s been hidden in your heart, the wounds you’ve suffered will never heal.” Yang Yi stared blankly for a moment, then nodded sadly with tears in her eyes and looked helplessly at the camera again.

“Chen Jiarong! You’re a bad person! You’ve never cherished me, never treasured me! Now you want to kill me, take my life! Now I don’t want you anymore!” After saying that, she opened the car window in a daze and threw the million-dollar diamond ring she was holding as far as the heavens.

At this moment, Xu Qiang held the panting Yang Yi tightly, treating her with the care of a baby; while on the other hand, Yang Yi gradually lay back on the car seat, relaxing and wanton, constantly making moaning sounds of pleasure.

“Xu Qiang… Qiang… I said… I don’t want him anymore… Now… I only need you… Please be gentle with me… Oh… Ah…” Xu Qiang and Yang Yi exchanged a narrowed glance, and the car fell silent, filled only with Yang Yi’s incessant moans and the sounds of Xu Qiang’s hands kneading.

“Slap slap slap slap!” Xu Qiang’s hands continued to knead Yang Yi’s vulva for several minutes.

“Ah ah… Oh…” Yang Yi was moaning softly, feeling the desire hidden deep within her about to erupt, like a girl experiencing love for the first time, waiting for the man on top of her to mount her and push her legs open like a mountain being split open.

“Xu Qiang, give it to me!” The voice Yang Yi uttered was not a request, but a fierce command.

Xu Qiang chuckled as he watched her repeatedly lick her full, moist lips with the tip of her tongue. Her alluring appearance, reaching a hundred percent of her allure, instantly stirred his desire. Finally, unable to resist any longer, he ripped off the short skirt that barely concealed her body.

At this moment, Yang Yi's most beautiful curves were concentrated on her ample breasts and shapely buttocks, like a supermodel nonchalantly accepting Xu Qiang's gaze. In this situation, with such a seductive posture, it was difficult for Xu Qiang not to have impure thoughts.

"Hehehe! Spread your legs and show me just how much you need!" Xu Qiang teased her as he pushed her seat away.

With Xu Qiang's action, Yang Yi remained seated, but her smooth, delicate face gradually flushed, and her eyes shone with a hint of rosy desire.

"Oh... um... hurry up! If you don't come soon, I'm getting impatient!" she said, licking her lips intentionally or unintentionally, her voice tinged with a ticklish, coquettish tone.

Xu Qiang, oblivious to the people around them, excitedly pulled off his clothes, revealing his already rock-hard penis , which stood proudly erect in front of Yang Yi. He

then thrust it deep into her vagina.

"I'm coming! Baby." "Ah... yours is so big! So full! It's filling me up... oh... I feel so good! Faster! Faster

!" Yang Yi cried out, her voice filled with a mixture of pleasure and desire.

In the car, amidst the erotic atmosphere, Xu Qiang frantically thrust into Yang Yi's wet vagina, his movements rhythmic and varied, his buttocks flexing as he rotated and pumped.

With each thrust of his lower body, Yang Yi was pressed down by Xu Qiang's strong muscles, enduring his penetration. She spread her legs wide, her smooth, alluring abdomen and beautiful navel writhing and contracting like a snake. After a moment, she lay sprawled on the seat like a startled rabbit. But from her sweat-drenched face, it was clear she was thoroughly enjoying the frenzied sexual stimulation Xu Qiang was giving her.

"Baby, are you comfortable?" Xu Qiang asked, his muscles clearly defined, his breath coming in short gasps.

Yang Yi gasped for breath, slightly raising her head. When their eyes met, she couldn't help but utter a seductive whisper.

"Mmm...husband." At this moment, Xu Qiang kept staring at the lustful woman beneath him, who was casually playing with her long, flowing hair. Combined with her body, which seemed to be seducing him, it created an extremely lewd scene.

"Hehehe! My dear wife, say you don't want your husband." Xu Qiang immediately increased his thrusting, a mischievous smile playing on his lips.

"Who?" Yang Yi closed her eyes tightly to enjoy his thrusting, her face showing a hint of shyness as she asked.

"Who else could it be? Isn't it Chen Jiarong?" Yang Yi still clung tightly to Xu Qiang's body, speechless with embarrassment.

"Tell me! If you don't, I won't do it to you anymore." Xu Qiang threatened her somewhat forcefully, but his thrusting didn't stop.

"No! Please don't stop, I'll tell you." Yang Yi's hands tightened around Xu Qiang's body, her voice still tense and panicked as she pleaded.

Xu Qiang watched as Yang Yi suddenly embraced him. She gently kissed his earlobe, her warm breath teasingly brushing against his ear, and shyly said, "I don't want my husband... Chen Jiarong." "Then your new husband is..." "...It's... Xu Qiang!" Yang Yi's face displayed a shy expression that would excite any man, her eyes half-closed as Xu Qiang thrust into her, and she hesitated as she spoke.

"Slap! Slap! Slap! Slap! Slap! Slap..." Xu Qiang laughed heartily, gathering his strength, and then began to thrust wildly and relentlessly into Yang Yi's wet vagina, determined to bring her to the peak of orgasm.

After a frenzied and passionate sexual encounter, Yang Yi clung tightly to Xu Qiang's shoulders. Xu Qiang noticed that Yang Yi's expression was starting to change, and sure enough, less than two seconds later, her smooth, long legs suddenly spread wide open, her ten toes wiggling like an octopus.

"Ah...I...I'm going to cum! It's coming...It feels so strong...I...I can't take it anymore!

Ah...Oh...Ahhh!" She cried out, clinging tightly to Xu Qiang.

Xu Qiang thrust in with his final, powerful stroke, excitedly pushing Yang Yi's body away and pulling out his still-erect penis. Suddenly, a stream of fluid, like urine, gushed uncontrollably from Yang Yi's vagina, large and small spurts flowing freely.

"Wow! You can really cum! That's really beyond my expectations!" Xu Qiang exclaimed in surprise, lifting her legs.

"Ah! Ahh! Don't look! Ah!" Yang Yi's skin flushed red with excitement, and her long legs, which were raised high, vibrated up and down from time to time.

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