[Wuxia] The Unconventional Life of a Woman in Jinling (Complete) - 14

Chapter 55 Meeting an Online Friend

The woman was about 35-36 years old, wearing a high-quality women's suit. She was slender, and her profile gave her a noble and elegant appearance. Her hair was dyed a trendy chestnut color and held up with a gold hair clip. Perhaps because she was wearing high heels, the man beside her appeared short. He wore an oversized t-shirt and shorts that were inappropriate for his age, revealing his thin forearms and calves.

The two entered a residential area. Ten minutes later, the woman sat on the man's face.

Suddenly, the woman became excited, sitting down harder and harder, wishing she could be heavier and flatten the man's nose.

The man groaned a few times and began desperately pushing against her thighs. His abdomen sank dramatically, exposing his ribs, whether from pain or lack of oxygen.

The woman sat on his face a few more times before standing up. The man, in his forties, had a contorted face from the pain, and a little blood was flowing from his nose. He didn't bother to wipe it away, panting heavily, his face flushed red from lack of oxygen.

The woman frantically checked the bloodstain near her buttocks on the back of her skirt. Her underwear was completely soaked. She could hardly believe her own madness, but this was what she wanted, wasn't it?

Zhang Lindan drove along Huancheng North Road. The congested city traffic made cars almost slower than bicycles. She skillfully steered the wheel through the traffic.

Today she was wearing a green blouse and dark capri pants, a casual outfit, but there was blood on her skirt. She couldn't take it to the dry cleaners, and she didn't know how to clean it. There wasn't enough time to go back and change.

As the car passed the roundabout, it bumped on the uneven road, and Zhang Lindan felt a sudden itch on her buttocks. "If a man's face were underneath me..." The car behind her honked loudly. Zhang Lindan quickly stepped on the gas to catch up with the car in front, drawing hateful glares from pedestrians who were about to cross the road.

After passing Jiefang Road, the car sped up, the new Audi A4 proudly overtaking speeding taxis and other cars towards the riverbank.

When Haining arrived at Yosemite, he was already five minutes late for his appointment. His old bicycle looked completely out of place, sandwiched between a row of cars. Although it was far from his home in Xiaguan, meeting the "queen" he had finally managed to meet online was the priority.

"At Yosemite, please." The words on the computer screen seemed still imprinted in his mind. He had never actually been to such a high-end place before. He had only 800 yuan of his salary for the month with him; he wondered if it would be enough. He decided to skip the taxi fare.

But now the bicycle was a burden. Had she taken a taxi? What would she think when she saw the bicycle? He'd probably take a taxi anyway, and pick up the bicycle later.

Haining made up his mind and strode towards the coffee shop entrance.

"Welcome," the waiter greeted loudly at the door, but a hint of mockery flickered in his eyes as he glanced at Haining's cheap, knock-off designer shirt.

Haining's heart pounded. He lowered his head and entered the lobby, his steps somewhat hurried.

The lobby was dimly lit, with purple light illuminating the reliefs on the walls. Indoor plants occupied half the space, and the thick green carpet felt like walking on clouds. The lobby was quiet; the few guests who had just entered ignored him, each preoccupied with their own quiet conversations.

"How many are in your party, sir?" The waitress startled Haining.

"Um…" Haining murmured, unsure how to answer. Suddenly, he noticed a woman in a green dress in the corner. He quickly walked towards the corner, leaving the waitress standing there, bewildered.

Green was indeed eye-catching, perfect for a first meeting. However, the woman seemed older than the 25 she had stated online. Her mature face wore only light makeup, and she was clearly quite confident in her appearance. Even seated, the woman was noticeably tall, and Haining suddenly felt a little awkward.

"Ah… hello, please sit down," the woman said, also somewhat abruptly, looking him up and down.

Haining sat opposite the woman like a student, his hands on his knees, his fair face slightly flushed, his head lowered as he gazed at the woman's delicate arms.

The woman, on the other hand, was more composed and ordered tea from the waiter.

Haining was in a state of turmoil.

He had already gotten to know her somewhat online, and her interests were quite similar to his. He was very sensitive to oppression, sometimes even getting excited watching acrobatic shows. This woman also enjoyed dominating others, especially the feeling of being on top; she described it poetically, allowing him to release his pent-up emotions again and again. Now, the woman opposite him was even more glamorous and imposing than he had imagined, making him even more uneasy.

"Are you Haining?" Haining nodded hurriedly.

"I am Shi. We've known each other online, haven't we?" The woman's bright, star-like eyes stared intently at Haining's face as she asked.

"I… this is my first time," Haining replied evasively, quickly picking up his teacup and taking a hasty sip.

Zhang Lindan was also surprised by the man's impression. Should she call him a man or a boy?

He was probably less than 1.75 meters tall, thin like an underdeveloped student, with fair skin, and looked no older than 18. Was he still a student? But he said he worked in a bar, and his accent didn't sound like a local's. However, it was good that he was young; perhaps she could quickly find out his true nature. It was better to take the initiative. But then again, how could he, so thin and weak, withstand her merciless "training"? She couldn't help but think of those old men who couldn't handle her crazy actions.

"You're very thin..." Her summer clothes revealed the outline of her body. Zhang Lindan finished speaking and watched his reaction.

"Hmm... I'm strong." "Thin, yes, but do you have any muscles?" The atmosphere became more lively. Zhang Lindan imagined the boy's body struggling painfully under her pressure. Yes, making the other person suffer was the source of her excitement. Wasn't being thinner better?

After talking about all sorts of things for 30 minutes, Zhang Lindan found that the boy was indeed very naive and inexperienced. Haining was actually his real name, and he even gave her his work address, perhaps to gain her trust. Zhang Lindan suddenly felt that training a weakling might be more interesting. She couldn't wait any longer.

"Let's go." "Yes, Shi..." Perhaps because they were in a public place, the boy swallowed the last two words.

"Hmph, just wait and see how I deal with you later," Zhang Lindan felt a sense of superiority beyond her usual self.

"How did you get here?" "By taxi." "Okay, then take my car!"

After several large factories in the southern part of Yuhuatai District collapsed, workers were laid off one after another. The once bustling residential areas of large state-owned enterprises are now dilapidated, with many houses rented out. The laid-off workers rely on their monthly rent to supplement their income, while they themselves live in cheap suburban farmhouses.

Most of the renters are out-of-towners who have made a small fortune in Chengdu; they don't know each other and have no contact.

Haining followed Shi into a room on the second floor of Unit 3, Building 102 in a residential complex. He was so nervous he almost suffocated. This woman actually had a car and a house. Perhaps she was the mistress of a wealthy man or a successful businesswoman? He felt like a duck being led to her residence; she even paid the bill at the coffee shop. She had complete control.

The room's furnishings were completely different from the outside; the renovation alone probably cost tens of thousands of yuan. Haining was stunned by the magnificent scene before him.

Seeing Hai Ning's astonished expression, Zhang Lindan couldn't help but smile slyly. This was exactly what she wanted; only in this way could she get into character, make it real, and put herself on a superior level, wouldn't she?

But how to begin? This required some thought, after all, it was Hai Ning's first time trying this, and without experience, she could easily get hurt.

"Then, lie down on the sofa first," Hai Ning said, as if waking from a dream, and obediently lay down on the high-end three-seater leather sofa. Shi looked at his face from above, a little hesitant.

“You should put your back on,” Haining said, a little confused, but he did as he was told.

Slowly, Haining felt something soft pressing down on his back, warm and with a slight pressure.

“How is it?”

“It’s okay,” he replied, his voice sounding comfortable.

“That’s good,” the weight came too suddenly, and Haining felt the pressure on his back increase dramatically, arching his back. All the pressure was concentrated in his lower back, and his spine ached as if it were about to break. He couldn’t help but let out a soft “Ah!”

Zhang Lindan sat quietly on the boy’s back, her arms resting on the back of the sofa to prevent her weight from pressing down on him uncontrollably. Haining’s reaction wasn’t unexpected; the thin boy looked like a bean sprout, probably weighing less than 50 kilograms. She decided to be careful.

“How is it?”

“Okay…” This time, the voice sounded like it was being squeezed out with great effort.

“That’s good,” Zhang Lindan thought for a moment, then sat down with her full weight.

This greatly surprised Haining. Although he had guessed Shi's intentions, he hadn't expected a mature woman weighing over 100 pounds to be so heavy. Along with the pain in his back, his breathing became rapid.

Zhang Lindan shifted her body, tentatively checking on him. She guessed Haining was too weak to speak, but was definitely enduring it; the veins on the back of his neck were bulging, and the flush had spread.

Half a minute later, Zhang Lindan finally stood up. The young man hunched his back uncomfortably, clearly still in pain.

"How are you?"

"Good." "Okay, turn around," Haining said, his face flushed, slightly panting, lying face up. Shi stood tall beside him, looking down at him, a smile playing on her lips, a hint of excitement on her face. Still using his hands? How could that possibly be enjoyable? Forum reputation guaranteed! High-grade silicone video of Fan Bingbing's genitals, molded to a highly realistic shape, soft and delicate skin! Built-in large protrusions closely resemble female anatomy, providing a more realistic experience... Intense and irresistible! Click to enter.

She said nothing, turned her face away, and then plopped down on Haining's chest.

The air in his lungs seemed to rush out as if liberated, and Haining couldn't help but let out a "uh." Shi was indeed heavy; her large buttocks covered his chest and upper abdomen, and his upper body sank completely into the soft sofa.

The other person was testing him; he couldn't give up. Haining tightly closed his lips, trying not to make a sound.

Shi glanced at him with a teasing look, then suddenly jerked her hips a few times. Haining's lungs felt like a vacuum, and he involuntarily made "ah, ah" sounds.

Zhang Lindan showed no mercy this time, relentlessly trying to crush him. The sheer pain her weight inflicted on this frail man was incredibly exciting. She glanced at the boy's groin, already erect like a small mountain. They were kindred spirits, finding pleasure even in pain.

A light drizzle began to fall outside the window, and a gentle breeze brought a touch of coolness.

Haining lay on the ground, intently licking Shi's toes. The initial awkwardness and embarrassment had vanished; the real experience was intense, more painful than expected. His chest and back still ached; perhaps she was giving him a break. Haining smelled the odor of Shi's feet, a feeling of disgust rising within him.

The sweat from her feet, released by the heat, smelled foul and salty, mingling with his saliva in his mouth, creating an indescribable sensation.

"Okay, that's enough," Haining sighed in relief, swallowing hard the mouthful of liquid mixed with the stench of Shi's feet to avoid vomiting.

Shi straddled his back.

"Hurry up and climb," Haining gasped for breath. The weight was too much for him; he was already doing his best to support himself. Any further movement would likely cause him to collapse.

Zhang Lindan grew increasingly excited. The boy was straddled like a horse, swaying precariously as if sitting on a crumbling chair. His thin, wooden arms trembled violently, and his pale face flushed crimson.

His body was also very thin; perhaps he would have to sit sideways to be more comfortable with his own large hips. Because his weight was concentrated on his waist, his slender waist bent downwards as if about to break.

Within seconds, the trembling in Haining's arms spread throughout his body, a slight but rapid shaking.

It seemed Haining couldn't go on, but Zhang Lindan showed no sign of wanting to stand up. She even lifted her foot, pressing her entire weight down on him. The trembling of her flesh below, like an electric massager, gradually soaked her underwear.

"You're not from Nanjing, are you? Where's your hometown?"

Zhang Lindan deliberately interrupted him to try and get him to hold on a little longer, her voice slightly off-key from excitement.

"Zhenjiang!"

"What?"

Haining's desperately squeezed-out answer struck Zhang Lindan's heart like lightning. Her earlier excitement vanished instantly, replaced by the image of a bustling Zhenjiang city. Behind the colorful silhouette was a high mountain peak, upon which a man and a woman were struggling to climb.

Haining finally couldn't hold on any longer, her body collapsing like a broken chair. Zhenjiang

, located in the hilly region of southern China, is a vital town on the lower reaches of the Yangtze River. Historically a strategic location, it boasts the reputation of being "a city that embraces the landscape, a strategic location, accessible from all directions, a magnificent city, and a truly renowned capital." Within its borders lie ancient sites such as "Three Mountains, Five Ridges, and Eight Great Temples." Every day, a large number of tourists flock to the city, boosting its local economy.

A closer look at the street names of Zhenjiang reveals that they often incorporate elements of mountains, water, vegetation, and even the spirits of birds and beasts. Zhenjiang boasts numerous scenic spots: Lotus Pavilion and Lotus Nunnery, Plum Garden Lane and Peach Blossom Valley, Huashan Bay and Green Bamboo Lane, Songke Village and Camel Ridge, Tea Inkstone Mountain and Duck Pond, and Grape

Trellise and Catfish Trap. Zhenjiang's waters are beautiful, with Zhongjiawei and Wangjiagang. Zhenjiang has countless bays, Panjiawan and Jiangjiawan; countless lanes, Fulian Lane and Guozi Lane; too many doors, Chenjiamen and Wujiamen; too many names, even "Big Dad" and "Little Dad" are used; and too unique, "Eternal One Lane"—who would dare use that name?

Zhenjiang possesses both the resounding grandeur of "The mighty river flows eastward, its waves sweeping away countless heroes of the past," and the tranquil serenity of "The Jingjiang River is clear and smooth, its women as white as jade. Among them, Du Qiu needs no rouge or powder." Zhenjiang is a gathering place for handicraftsmen, with lanes for scissors, sharpening knives, combs, silver furnaces, and bamboo baskets. Zhenjiang, as a port city, boasts numerous wharves, including Xiao Wharf, Dong Wharf, Danyang Wharf, Liyang Wharf, and Yu Wharf. It also has many unnamed alleys, such as Deng'er Alley. Zhenjiang is quite wealthy; who else has a Jinshan Temple and a Yinshan Gate?

Zhenjiang's place names are numerous enough to be listed in a list: Yiquan Road, Erdao Alley, Sanguantang, Sipailou, Wutiaojie, Liubaidu, Qilidian, Bajiaoting, Jiulijie, Shibajin, Wushisanpo, Qianqiu Bridge, and Wangu Yiren Alley. Xijindu Street alone encapsulates a period of Chinese history, described as "from Tang, Song, Yuan, Ming, and Qing dynasties, from ancient times to the present." What other city or street in China can compare?

Beigu Mountain, located on the eastern bank of the river in the city, rises 53 meters and is one of the three famous mountains of Jingkou. Its strategic location and beautiful scenery form a triangular formation with Jinshan and Jiaoshan. In ancient times, Beigu Mountain was particularly popular with tourists, hence its title "The First Mountain of Jingkou." Looking out over Beigu Mountain, it lies across the Yangtze River, with its towering cliffs and precipitous terrain, hence the name Beigu Mountain. Fourteen hundred years ago, Emperor Wu of the Liang Dynasty ascended Beigu Mountain, praised its scenic beauty, and changed the name from Gu to Gu, thus renaming it Beigu Mountain.

Beigu Mountain consists of three parts: the front peak, the middle peak, and the rear peak. The rear peak is the main peak of Beigu Mountain, backed by the Yangtze River, nestled on the water, with sheer cliffs, offering the best scenery. The world-famous Ganlu Temple is built on the summit. From the top, one can see Jiaoshan Mountain to the east and Jinshan Mountain to the west. Across the river, the Pingshan Hall of Yangzhou is clearly visible, truly giving one the feeling that "Jinshan and Jiaoshan appear small, Wu and Chu are divided by the river." A famous person once wrote a humorous poem praising the magnificent scenery of Beigu Mountain: "The Yangtze River is like an inkstone, Jinshan and Jiaoshan are like inkstones, the Iron Pagoda is like a brush, enough to write many lines in the blue sky."

The Beigu Mountain Police Station is located at the foot of the mountain. The police officers there were shocked to hear that a body had been found at the foot of the mountain on the east side.

"It's possible they slipped and fell while climbing," said a local resident who came to report it.

A middle-aged police officer and a registrar immediately rode bicycles to the scene.

The man had clearly been dead for a long time; the sweltering heat had caused the body to decompose, and a stench could be smelled from afar. Villagers whispered amongst themselves in the distance. The middle-aged policeman frowned and slowly approached the body.

The deceased's face was blurred, with bones exposed in some places. It was a male, dressed in hiking gear, with nothing else particularly noteworthy. There were no identifying items in the pockets.

"Was it an accident?" The policeman looked up at the steep rock face above, pondering.

The body was already decomposed and there was no need to take it back; only the clothes could be taken as evidence for future identification.

Reluctantly, the policeman squatted down, intending to remove the deceased's clothes. The moment he pulled open the collar, he suddenly gasped.

"What's this?"

"Ah, wounds," the registrar's face loomed closer.

The clothes were pulled open further, revealing more wounds, their shapes bizarre. Based on their years of experience working at the foot of the mountain, these were definitely not injuries from a fall.

"Quick, quick, notify the bureau immediately and ask them to send criminal police and forensic doctors!" The middle-aged policeman wiped the sweat from his face and shouted to the registrar beside him.

Chapter 056 Urban Alternatives

As China's economic development is booming, Nanjing, as the leading city in East China after Shanghai and Suzhou, has attracted much attention from the nation in recent years. A large number of people from other places have flocked in, hoping to become trendsetters in the new era. The undercurrents accompanying the reforms have also slowly begun to affect this ancient and simple city.

Located along the Confucius Temple area of Zhonghua Gate in Nanjing, after several years of construction, it has become a very prosperous street for catering and entertainment in Nanjing. It is a gathering place for young and energetic girls. They work here, live here, and their figures can be seen everywhere on the street.

Chen Shanshan is 25 years old this year. She is quite pretty. Her Korean-style choppy hair is dyed in burgundy. She is tall and slender. She likes to wear denim casual clothes and sneakers. She looks healthy and energetic.

She is applying lipstick haphazardly in front of the mirror while anxiously checking her watch.

Shi had called early in the morning, apparently a client wanted to see her. For Chen Shanshan, who hadn't worked for a week, this was like a godsend.

Chen Shanshan was a typical modernist, not dwelling on the past or the future, but enjoying every moment of the present. She considered herself completely different from Shi, and she scoffed at Shi's methods, especially the oppressive approach Shi was so proud of. In Chen Shanshan's eyes, Shi was like an old relic, sitting there motionless during training, completely lifeless.

She often compared herself to a new generation of S, young, energetic, and constantly seeking new training methods, daring to take risks and try new things.

"Hurry, hurry, there's no time!" Chen Shanshan applied the last touch of makeup to her lips before reluctantly leaving the mirror and rushing out of her simple little room.

The bus crawled along like a snail through the traffic. Several men inside kept glancing at the young women, whether they were thieves or perverts, it was hard to tell. Chen Shanshan quickly adjusted her purse. Her makeup, mixed with heat and sweat, made her hair sticky and clinging to her face, unable to hide her anxiety. She

got off at Confucius Temple, half an hour late, and practically ran into a residential area.

Perhaps it was because of the upcoming National Day holiday, but Zhenjiang, a city rich in cultural resources, was teeming with tourists. Travelers everywhere wore cheerful expressions, but the city police were like ants on a hot plate, restless and anxious.

The injuries on the mountain climber's body had drawn the police's attention. Although the cause was unknown, something seemed to be hidden behind it, making the investigators uneasy.

The investigation proceeded intensively, but identifying the deceased based solely on mountain climbing clothing was like finding a needle in a haystack. The scope of the investigation expanded, becoming increasingly aimless and chaotic.

Haining finally quit his job at the bar because Shi decided to find him something better, and why not? This suited him perfectly. Even being a gigolo wasn't so bad; the young man had no worries.

Although his hair was neatly combed and his clothes were made of high-end fabric, his face still held a youthful innocence, and his fair skin made him look like an incongruous rich kid.

He was determined to earn money. Thinking of his father, still toiling in the factory, he couldn't help but imagine himself returning home in glory.

Although it was an old residential area, Haining still felt somewhat uncomfortable in the lavishly decorated house, waiting every day for Shi to tell him to go to work.

Shi seemed to have deliberately forgotten, not mentioning it for several days, but instead intensifying her "training" of him. She came every day, though each time she only stayed for a few hours.

First, she greatly extended the time she sat on him, sometimes sitting like that for hours while watching TV without rest. Then came horseback riding; she wouldn't stop until she had him completely exhausted. Moreover, the added face-sitting technique, which seemed like heaven in his imagination, was actually a form of torture in hell. There was no air, no light, only weight.

Initially, perhaps fearing his discomfort, Shi strapped him firmly to the dining chair and didn't use too much weight, and the time was short. At first, his eyeballs and nasal bridge were extremely painful, but slowly, the feeling of suffocation numbed all the physical pain, and he almost fainted because he couldn't struggle.

"Different from what you imagined, isn't it? You'll get used to it gradually," Lindan said with a motherly, loving tone, watching him gasp for breath.

"Ding~~~~~~~~~~" The loud doorbell startled Haining from his thoughts.

Huh, who is it? Haining was a little confused. Shi had just left in a hurry, and she's back?

The girl standing outside the door was almost as surprised as Haining. "Who are you?" she said at almost the same time.

"I'm here to see Shi. Who are you?" The girl looked at the slick-haired guy in front of her with some hostility.

"I'm her friend. Are you here to see her?" Haining was a little nervous, unsure of her relationship with Shi.

"I've never seen you before. Isn't Shi here?" The girl pushed Haining aside and confidently circled the room.

Chen Shanshan sized up this elegantly dressed but incredibly shy guy. It wasn't a secret that Shi kept a gigolo, but was this her newest one? What was this? Not tall, not strong, but not bad-looking. He looked like an underdeveloped high school student, truly a caged canary.

She tossed her purse onto the sofa, expertly lit a cigarette, and imagined Shi's slightly plump body on top of him.

"Come on, let's get to know each other?" Chen Shanshan looked at the nervous young man like the owner of the place.

The two young people quickly overcame their initial awkwardness.

After a cigarette, Chen Shanshan was laughing so hard she couldn't straighten up.

"You're a slave, aren't you? With your bean sprout figure?"

"No, you don't understand..." Before he could finish speaking, Chen Shanshan suddenly slapped him across the face, the red handprint almost bleeding from his pale cheek.

"How dare you speak like that? Didn't Shi teach you how to speak? You have no servility whatsoever," Chen Shanshan's eyes flashed coldly as she loudly reprimanded him.

The arrogant girl seemed to possess an irresistible charm, and Hai Ning actually felt an urge to serve her.

"What exactly did Shi teach you? Show me," Chen Shanshan tentatively said.

"Yes..." Hai Ning, who had already intended to do so, answered without hesitation.

Hai Ning knelt down on one knee, slowly untied the laces of the girl's sneakers, and then took them off. Underneath, she was wearing white stockings, which, due to the hot weather, emitted a sour smell of leather mixed with sweat.

He stuck out his tongue and licked them; there was no taste. There were some gray marks on the bottom of the smooth stockings, caused by friction with the insoles.

He carefully began to remove Chen Shanshan's short stockings, revealing a small, fair foot. The veins on the instep were delicate and faintly visible. The toes were somewhat long and slender, with smooth, full tips, and the toenails were dyed red and gleaming.

The smell of athlete's foot was even stronger. Haining, like a hungry person seeing delicious food, couldn't wait to bring his mouth to it.

"Ah~~~," Chen Shanshan enjoyed the feeling of her cool, soft lips touching her foot.

Haining stretched out his tongue and slowly licked the sole of her foot. The sweat on her foot slowly seeped into his mouth, tasting slightly salty. The initial smell of foot odor had faded and even become fragrant.

What exactly had poetry taught him? Chen Shanshan felt ticklish from the licking and couldn't help but laugh.

Haining felt that his efforts were beginning to pay off, so he worked even harder, increasing the pressure of his tongue, almost making the girl's foot move. He rubbed his nose back and forth on the sole of Chen Shanshan's foot and deliberately breathed heavily on it.

Chen Shanshan was also somewhat excited. She would sometimes pinch Hai Ning's nose with her toes, and sometimes force her toes into his mouth.

The young man seemed to want to melt her toes in his mouth, desperately sucking and licking them, not letting a single drop of sweat or grime escape. In his eyes, these were the most beautiful things in life, food bestowed by a goddess.

More than ten minutes passed, and Hai Ning no longer felt the filth he had felt when licking Shi's feet before. He didn't want to give up.

The air in the room was stuffy, and Chen Shanshan's face was flushed. Her light makeup, mixed with the sweat on her face, actually made her look even more alluring.

Suddenly, she kicked him away, put down her saliva-covered foot, and stood up.

"I want to stand on you!" Chen Shanshan said, staring at him.

"Okay... but I've never tried it," Hai Ning said, a little excited but also a little worried. Shi

hadn't trampled on him during her previous training sessions, and he had asked to try. "It'll break you, little darling," Shi refused.

The young girl had no worries; she immediately ordered Hai Ning to lie down on the carpet, ready for the cruel trampling.

The first second of the experience was breathtakingly exciting; Haining's lower body swelled rapidly. However, after Chen Shanshan stepped on him, he became somewhat afraid. From the ground, the woman's body appeared unusually tall, making his face seem small in comparison, adorned with a malicious smile.

"Hey, weighing machine, guess how much I weigh," Chen Shanshan unexpectedly stepped on him without hesitation. Haining's ribs sank like real springs beneath her feet.

"So heavy," Haining felt a sharp pain in one side of his sternum, realizing she wasn't standing properly.

Chen Shanshan didn't want to hurt him. She bent forward, grabbing the sofa for balance.

The feeling was completely different from sitting on her. Although the weight was about the same, it felt like being nailed to the ground by a stake, completely immobile, his free arms powerless and unable to bend.

Chen Shanshan slowly straightened her back, trying to distribute her weight evenly on both feet. The boy's breathing was rapid, like surging water flowing beneath her feet. His face, which had been showing a mixture of excitement and pain, flushed red.

Shanshan didn't get down; she decided to continue torturing this weakling. Would she break his ribs? She didn't care. She lifted one foot and placed it on his face, gently rubbing his cheek. Her weight was concentrated on her other foot, and she trembled, almost falling.

Hai Ning's nose was pinched by her toes, and his mouth was on her foot. He had difficulty breathing and his body twisted restlessly.

After two minutes, Chen Shanshan finally jumped off him. She plopped down on Hai Ning's upper abdomen and chuckled.

"Only two minutes! You're so useless," she said, swaying back and forth like a child on a stool.

"You're so heavy," she said, the foot that had been pressing down on him now resting on his soft buttocks, which felt like a massage.

"Stop being cheeky! I'm going to teach you a lesson!" Shan Shan's face was actually a little red.

Like a fat little frog, she leaped forward, landing heavily on Hai Ning's face.

This was exactly what Hai Ning wanted; he lifted his hands to lessen the weight of the fall. Unlike Shi's thick, heavy buttocks, the young buttocks were smooth and elastic, radiating youthful vitality, the jeans on her buttocks pressed tightly against her fair face.

Chen Shan Shan didn't care, confidently fixing her body on Hai Ning's face; the uneven bones below were a bit hard, and she felt a little uncomfortable too.

Hai Ning was almost at his peak of excitement; he desperately held his breath, trying to keep going, his eyes hurting more and more, and his ears began to ring.

Just as his erection was about to erupt, the phone suddenly rang.

Chen Shan Shan immediately jumped up and ran to grab the phone.

"Hello, it's me."

"Oh dear, is there a traffic jam? Okay, I'm coming right away."

"I know, I'm coming right away."

The excitement quickly subsided, and Haining didn't get up. He tried to smell the girl's lingering scent, wishing she could sit on his face again.

The temperature in Nanjing plummeted in October, the green trees were bare, the birds had all flown back to their warm nests, and people who hadn't had time to change into autumn clothes lined up in long queues at the hospital registration desk, sneezing.

For a month, the police search area had expanded beyond what they had initially imagined. Everyone involved in the investigation was exhausted. Just when the police were about to give up, a clue miraculously appeared.

The information came from a staff member at a tourist spot in Beigu Mountain, Zhenjiang City, who caught the investigators' attention.

"Yes, it seems there was a man and a woman," the young staff member answered readily.

"It's been so long, you still remember?" the middle-aged policeman asked tentatively.

"Well, the man was a little old, with a pretty young woman. They seemed very... intimate," the waiter said, his eyes a bit strange. Despite his young age, he tried to project an air of worldly wisdom. "It wouldn't normally be a problem, but later I only saw the woman come back; I didn't see the old man."

Such a couple sparked the young man's imagination, and the waiter spoke as if it had happened yesterday.

"Were they locals?"

"Not sure! They spoke Mandarin with a slight southern accent," the waiter said, quite confident in his professionalism.

The photograph of the body was even more blurry than the decomposing face at the scene. The staff member glanced at it and shook his head.

This was almost a major discovery. The municipal bureau immediately reported to the provincial bureau and sent requests for assistance to colleagues in Nanjing and Changzhou.

In the office of the Xing police team at the Y District Public Security Bureau in Nanjing, two files lay on the captain's desk. One file was from the Zhenjiang Municipal Public Security Bureau, an investigation report on a mountain climbing victim.

The deceased was male, 45-50 years old, identity unknown, and the time of death was between July 26th and August 5th. Because the body was not discovered until more than a month after death, it was already badly decomposed. The preliminary assessment was that he died from an accidental fall. There were marks on his body from whipping and stabbing with hard objects, all old injuries of unknown cause. The photograph of the deceased's body and the forensic report had been sent to various branches across the country, hoping for assistance in the investigation.

The other file was a missing person report from the Y District Public Security Bureau.

You Guocang, male, 50 years old, general manager of Nanjing Huamei Trading Company, withdrew 1.2 million yuan in cash from the company on July 28th and has not returned. He is 50 years old, slightly overweight, wearing a Yamei suit, and carrying a brown briefcase. His photo has been sent to various police stations across the country, hoping to assist in the investigation. The

Zhenjiang Municipal Public Security Bureau's report arrived yesterday, requesting assistance from the Nanjing Municipal Public Security Bureau because they suspect the deceased was from Nanjing. The Y District Public Security Bureau immediately connected this to the missing person.

"It's him, no doubt about it!" The staff member at Beigushan nodded affirmatively, looking at the photo faxed from Nanjing.

Since the missing person is the one who fell to his death, why didn't the woman with him report it to the police?

The police immediately became tense; the missing person case was starting to become complicated. Considering the 1.2 million yuan in cash the deceased took, homicide was highly likely, and the woman was the prime suspect!

Although more than a week had passed, Zhang Lindan was still bothered by Chen Shanshan's broken promise last time.

For that group training session, the client paid a hefty price, and Zhang Lindan decided to bring her two assistants along. However, that brat not only arrived late but also seemed to have mingled with her newly acquired slave.

Thirty-six-year-old Zhang Lindan was still young and beautiful, but her fatal flaw was her wildness, her obsession with SM, and her fixation on her own training methods. A year ago, she organized an extremely secretive queen's club. Although she owned a villa and two luxury apartments, she still rented two inconspicuous residences under an assumed name to conduct SM training, especially group training activities. Making money wasn't important to her; self-gratification was her primary goal. Of course, she wouldn't let go of any opportunity to make big money, but she was meticulous and knew how to protect herself.

After more than two years of effort, she found two highly promising girls to be her assistants.

These two young assistants perfectly complemented her shortcomings; they weren't as beautiful or as elegant as her, but they were youthful and energetic, possessing an irresistible allure to the opposite sex, and both enjoyed torturing men. But this cautious woman also had a secret weapon; even her two assistants didn't know her real name.

Yao Lei, from Wuhan, was just twenty-four years old. She had large eyes, a high nose, and long, jet-black hair tied back, revealing a fair, oval face. She was tall, with a model-like figure, and worked at a famous foot massage parlor, possessing top-notch stomping skills. She appeared quiet and gentle, yet she was the most skilled of the two assistants. Ordinary stomping was effortless for her, and she wouldn't even let the "golden holy water" go to waste.

Chen Shanshan, from Chengdu, was twenty-five years old. She was fairly pretty, but a completely unruly and wild girl. Her stomping skills were the worst, yet she was the most active and wild, often causing her clients to finish quickly due to unbearable discomfort. Zhang Lindan herself was from Chengdu, and she chose Shanshan partly because she was from the same hometown, and she was very familiar with the characteristics of Chengdu girls.

Zhang Lindan recalled the scene that day. Chen Shanshan rushed in like a madwoman. Perhaps fearing her scolding, before Zhang Lindan could react, she sat on Zhang Lindan's lap and began to act coquettishly. Only when she heard a man's muffled scream did she realize that Zhang Lindan was sitting on a man's face, with Yao Lei sitting on top of him. The man's body was completely sunken into the sofa, making her unaware of the person lying on it. Caught off guard, the man's nose was injured. The training couldn't continue, and she only received half the money.

Zhang Lindan's suspicions weren't unfounded. Haining's SM tendencies were still in an unstable phase. If the guidance was misguided, he might no longer enjoy the oppression and training, seeking other forms of stimulation, which would certainly contradict Zhang Lindan's initial intentions.

However, there was another person who made Zhang Lindan uneasy: her toilet slave, Liang XX. She had led him into the realm of SM, to the point that he was now hopelessly addicted. He comes to her every weekend to be her "living toilet," and it's been almost a year now. She's noticed that although he's young, his health is declining significantly, and she doesn't know what to do with him. This is her secret; no one knows, not even her assistant. She feels like she and that man are standing in a temple no one knows, a place filled with skeletal remains, dark and eerie. Her recent unease is that it's as if a light is slowly about to shine in, and everyone outside will see everything in the darkness. She has an urge to kill him.

Chapter 57 Yu Xuan's Proposal

That night, Luo Yuanchun had finished washing up and was lying naked on the massage bed, enjoying Lu Kai's full-body massage with her eyes closed. A few months ago, Lu Kai studied with a professional massage therapist for two weeks, and now he massages his master almost every day, and his technique is quite skilled. Each night's massage lasts for more than an hour, and the last part, of course, involves Lu Kai's face being buried deep in Luo Yuanchun's buttocks, his tongue frantically probing up and down and side to side inside his master's anus.

In Luo Yuanchun and Lu Kai's relationship, it's clear that the initial excitement is fading. Their relationship is a classic example of a mature woman and a younger man, a female-dominant-male-servant dynamic, a sadomasochistic relationship. It's said that this type of sadomasochistic relationship is actually a mainstream form in Western romantic relationships. In their relationship, Yuanchun expresses an overt desire for sadism and control: Lu Kai genuinely places himself in a passive, submissive, and masochistic position, enticing Yuanchun to become a controller and a sadist. In the West, sadomasochistic relationships are sometimes an internal exchange; the sadist can unconsciously transform into the masochist, and vice versa. However, Yuanchun has no desire to switch roles with Lu Kai; she doesn't mind occasionally switching roles with Yuxuan for a different kind of thrill.

While Yuxuan expresses a masochistic desire, he also hopes to become the sadist (although he often prefers to be Yuanchun's servant, doing everything for her). Sadomasochistic relationships are clearly absurd, yet they are prevalent in people's romantic relationships due to their directness and proximity. Traditional Chinese family relationships often exhibit a clear sadomasochistic tendency; parental physical and verbal abuse molds the child's internal relationship archetype into one with sadomasochistic tendencies. Such relationships can have many subtle variations. The sadomasochistic relationship between Yuan Chun and

Lu Kai, while fundamentally positive and non-malicious, can evolve into a terrifying and sinful one if one party secretly harbors selfishness and malice within it. In her relationship with Lu Kai, although Yuan Chun occasionally experiences cruel criminal thoughts, she generally manages to control herself.

Yuan Chun was an extremely intelligent woman, capable of actively sending various signals to men. Her seductive methods included licking her lips, slightly parting her red lips, casting flirtatious glances, using her eyes to be alluring, and flirting with her toes. She not only knew her own charm but also believed she had the ability to attract the men she desired. Because of her self-confidence, she was able to display a woman's unique gentleness while maintaining a strong exterior. Xie Yuxuan's infatuation with her grew stronger each day, but Yuan Chun controlled the pace of their relationship. She understood how to control men, knowing that it was natural for men in love to be in a state of heightened excitement, but once they got what they wanted, the excitement would fade, and the thrill would be gone. Therefore, maintaining a certain distance and mystery was helpful in developing a long-term relationship. However, Yuan Chun had a bold and unconventional idea: perhaps she could use a sadomasochistic game to control Yuxuan long-term.

Ten months after Yuxuan returned to Yuan Chun's side, she finally received his marriage proposal. It was August 30, 2001, when Yuxuan invited her to dinner at Nanjing's most expensive Western restaurant. There was a live performance by Nanjing's only foreign jazz band, creating a noble and romantic atmosphere. Yu Xuan proposed to her with a platinum diamond ring weighing a full 100 carats.

Yuan Chun agreed to consider it, and two weeks later she finally agreed to marry Xie Yu Xuan, but with a very harsh condition: Yu Xuan had to be able to tolerate her promiscuous sex life and be her "slave" husband.

"If a man truly loves a woman to the core, he must be able to tolerate everything about her and be willing to be her slave. If you want to marry me, do you love me to the point that you can give up everything and be my slave?"

"Of course I love you to that point."

"Can you give up everything and be my slave husband?" Yuan Chun demanded that Yu Xuan maintain their current relationship after marriage and not interfere with her having sexual relations with other men. As a woman, she naturally hoped for a happy marriage, but Yuan Chun, who had long seen through the world and had a strong sex drive, wanted to ensure that she could frequently experience men of different styles, flavors, and temperaments.

Half a year ago, she seduced a foreigner named Mike, who was 10 years younger than her. He was an American studying at Nanjing University. Yuan Chun, full of curiosity about new things, always wanted to sleep with a foreigner and experience just how big a foreigner's penis really was. Mike was 1.82 meters tall, with blue eyes, brown hair, and a very charming demeanor. His penis did not disappoint Yuan Chun at all; it was bigger than any of her Chinese boyfriends'. Moreover, he was full of energy and often brought Yuan Chun rare pleasure.

But she not only enjoyed sleeping with the foreigner Mike, but also with the penises of other outstanding men like Dawei, Xiaoguang, Zhongnian, and Li Gang. Life was short, and she didn't want to sacrifice her enjoyment for Yu Xuan. However, she also really liked the idea of marrying Xie Yu Xuan, after all, she was getting older every day. Yu Xuan was not only dashing and handsome, but also kind-hearted, with first-class upbringing, manners, and character—the kind of man many women longed for. Besides, he was 5 years younger than her, which gave Yuan Chun a lot of face in front of others. Sometimes she thought that one day she might finally find the "good man" of her dreams and settle down to live a peaceful life.

But she couldn't bear to part with the group of men who swarmed around her like flies, with Lu Kai, the private slave who worshipped her and licked her ass in the toilet every day, and with this glamorous, carefree life where she didn't have to do housework, be a wife and mother, or enjoy the pleasures of nightlife and debauchery.

She once discussed with her close friend Lindan on her balcony the question of how many men a woman should have in her life. Lindan said men are like clothes, and she counted them off on her fingers to Yuanchun: "You need a man like underwear, like good underwear, who will always be there for you no matter what your mood or state; you also need a man like an evening gown, to satisfy a woman's vanity, making her look dignified and attractive at formal occasions; and you also need a warm man like a wool shawl or silk scarf, to wear when you're lonely and keep out the cold. In addition, if possible, you should always have a rumored boyfriend with jewels, jade, and diamond earrings—they have no practical use, but they make people feel..." You're a romantic and tasteful woman, of course, excluding counterfeit jewelry, which only serves the opposite purpose; also, casual wear and business attire are essential, so you need a holiday boyfriend and an office lover. They understand life and your career aspirations, one enriching your vacation, the other making your work environment more humane and comfortable. Generally speaking, both slave and lover outfits are indispensable, but sometimes, they can be combined. Wearing a brand-name t-shirt and jeans to work, or a high-end wool suit around your waist while playing golf, is perfectly acceptable. This is called "nothing is absolute, only true fun." "What about

male slaves? What are they to you?" Yuan Chun asked. "Personal slaves are at most our underwear, but some don't even qualify as underwear. Some are just our daily utensils and items. If you have a group of slaves, they can be further subdivided: menstrual belt slaves, toilet paper slaves, toilet slaves, foot slaves, etc... hahaha..."

"I've never seen a woman as lewd as you," Yuan Chun laughed and scolded Lin Dan.

Luo Yuanchun presented Xie Yuxuan with five conditions: First, he must not interfere with her having sexual relations with other men, and must continue to tolerate her sleeping with other men as he does now; second, he must accept her SM lifestyle, continue to play SM with her, continue to be her "slave" in private, absolutely obey any of her commands, and make her pleasure the purpose of his life; of course, she will not embarrass him in public; third, they do not want children, and he must allow her not to carry on the Xie family line; fourth, all of her premarital property belongs to her; fifth, he must also accept Lu Kai as Yuanchun's personal male servant and live with them.

"After so many years of emotional trials, when it comes to marriage, I naturally want to find not only a man who deeply loves me, but also a considerate, understanding, sensitive, tolerant man who can always think of me and accompany me for life," Yuan Chun said earnestly. "Once we get married, your entire focus will have to be on how to satisfy me, how to make me happy, and you must not only be willing, but also be able to cultivate your own happiness from it."

"Of course, I think so too, but... some of your conditions are hard for me to accept..."

"If you can't accept it, it means your love for me is still incomplete, and there are still many reservations,"

"No, I love you, but..."

"But what?" Yuan Chun told Yu Xuan that in this world, she only needed two kinds of men: one was a man who would penetrate her vagina with his penis, and the other was a man who could only serve her with his mouth, licking her vagina and anus. She told Yu Xuan that Da Wei was the first kind of man, and Lu Kai was the second kind, and he was no longer the kind of man who could only penetrate her with his penis. If he truly wanted to live with her long-term, he had to learn to be a man who could satisfy her dual needs: not only to sometimes have sex with her, but also to get used to licking her anus and genitals. Most importantly, he had to be able to tolerate her having affairs with other men. More precisely, he had to learn to be a slave husband who served her. She really liked a Japanese manga that Lu Kai had downloaded, depicting a voluptuous woman holding a whip and riding on the back of a naked man. She hoped to ride on Yu Xuan's neck forever, enjoying his affections while simultaneously enslaving and controlling him.

Yu Xuan was extremely distressed and confused; he couldn't believe that Yuan Chun would make such an excessive and absurd request. He had thought that marriage could free Yuan Chun from her current decadent and depraved life, but she clearly showed no sign of wanting to change her ways. She wanted to continue playing the game and drag him down with her.

He was obviously in great pain, but Yuan Chun forced him to make a decision. In the end, he agreed to most of her demands because he realized he deeply loved Yuan Chun and felt a deep sense of guilt towards her. He firmly believed that his past actions had led Yuan Chun to her depravity and promiscuity, and that he would pay the price for abandoning her for the rest of his life. Even more terrifying, he discovered that Yuan Chun had also cultivated a strange masochistic complex within him, and he had begun to enjoy BDSM, finding it incredibly stimulating. He relished enduring the torment and humiliation Yuan Chun inflicted upon him; her torment often gave him a pleasure he had never experienced before. Although Yuan Chun frequently devised ways to torment him, the more he suffered under her torment, the deeper his love for her seemed to grow, the stronger his psychological dependence on her became, and the more willing he was to submit to her.

Of course, he had always hoped to become Yuan Chun's husband. Women like Yuan Chun—wealthy, beautiful, and capable—were as rare as stars in the sky. In this materialistic age, young women with pretty faces and slender figures had long since abandoned their studies and careers. They could obtain what women wanted through "physical intercourse," without having to work as hard as ugly and "clumsy" women. But Yuan Chun was a beautiful woman full of ideals. Her figure was as upright as a poplar tree, full and sexy, with smooth and elastic skin; her "three measurements" were excellent, especially her hips and bust, which were much more prominent than average; her appearance was beyond question, especially her bright and spirited eyes. She was glamorous, passionate, and extremely wanton in bed, with a strong sense of career ambition. She was not only a successful businesswoman but also a rare gem of a woman… Having such a "fresh wife" was the dream of countless men. And now he could finally marry Luo Yuan Chun, which gave him a tremendous sense of accomplishment.

Although Yu Xuan was a handsome and dashing man, a veritable prince of romance before his relationship with Yuan Chun, his only redeeming quality seemed to lie in his looks. He lacked any economic expertise; after ten years at the bank, he finally reached the level of department head, but then stagnated. His monthly salary was only 13,000 yuan plus a 3,000 yuan bonus, which, while acceptable compared to his peers, was far from Yuan Chun's, and even further from her expectations. Yuan Chun was outstanding in her career and also quite romantic. Their relationship was initially blissful, but as time went on, Yuan Chun began to criticize Yu Xuan's abilities. Yu Xuan initially tried to improve himself and start his own business, but he couldn't bring himself to do it. Therefore, he consistently failed to meet Yuan Chun's expectations, and in fact, he seemed to regress, disappointing her. Yu Xuan's desire to marry Yuan Chun was naturally driven by economic reasons; marrying Luo Yuan Chun was like acquiring a gold mine, allowing him to enjoy the luxuries of high society.

Not only that, he discovered that Yuan Chun was too engrossed in SM, a cutting-edge trend, and that several outstanding men around her were infatuated with her. These men were all wealthy, middle-aged men worth tens or even hundreds of millions, especially the young college student Lu Kai, who was so deeply in love with Luo Yuan Chun that he was willing to give up his promising future to become her slave. From the day Yu Xuan met Lu Kai, he had been filled with jealousy. He found that Lu Kai was not only good-looking and of good character, but his adoration for Yuan Chun was astonishing, especially Yuan Chun's attitude towards him, which deeply affected him. In relationships, what men fear most is competition from other men. It was

under these circumstances that he took the initiative to propose marriage to Yuan Chun, not expecting her to attach such unreasonable conditions. After much consideration, Yu Xuan said he could accept her three demands, but not the first and fifth. As a husband, he found it difficult to accept his wife's infidelity, and he was even less willing to share Luo Yuan Chun with Lu Kai. Although he was willing to accept Yuan Chun's humiliation and abuse, as a man, he still had his basic dignity and selfishness.

Yuan Chun saw Yu Xuan's sincerity and pain. She said she could never give up the first condition, but could consider giving up Lu Kai. Although she was also somewhat reluctant, she asked Yu Xuan for a few days to persuade Lu Kai to leave. For Yu Xuan's sake, she also felt it necessary to make some sacrifices.

At the same time, Yuan Chun asked Yu Xuan to think it over carefully for a few days, making sure he could truly accept her other conditions.

Yuan Chun told Lu Kai that she was getting married, and he had to leave her. Lu Kai, who had served her for almost a year and a half, had become inseparable from this woman 17 years his senior, both physically, psychologically, and emotionally, due to Yuan Chun's constant "training" and his own relentless "ideological reform." Luo Yuan Chun had become the meaning of his life, and her lower body had always been the focus of his entire world. He knelt on the ground, pale-faced, and wept uncontrollably. He had gone too far down the path of sexual masochism, becoming addicted to it like a deep drug addict, unable to extricate himself mentally and spiritually. He wanted to beg her to let him stay, but his lips trembled, and it took him a long time to murmur, his eyes pitiful, but it was clear how much pain he was in. Yuan Chun looked at him encouragingly, sincerely hoping that he would listen to her words, realize his fate, accept it, and leave.

"I want to serve you for the rest of my life, Master... I can't leave you... I absolutely cannot live without you... I'll do anything... Please let me stay...

" "No, although I'm a little reluctant to part with you, my future husband cannot accept you, you must leave!"

"Please don't do this, sob... sob..." Lu Kai burst into tears, "I've given you everything, as long as you let me stay, I'll do anything, otherwise I'll die..."

"You'd be my toilet every day, even if I had to eat my excrement every day?" "

Yes, as long as you let me stay, I'll eat whatever I want every day. I can't leave you, sob..."

Because she was worried about Kainu's health, Yuanchun rarely let him eat her feces, only occasionally every few months, mainly as a game to spice up her often-needed excitement.

"Then you really might die in my toilet, aren't you afraid of dying?" “

I’m not afraid to die so I can live by your side,”

“Fine, let’s see if your mouth is tougher or your body is tougher.”

For the next three days, Yuan Chun made him eat her feces directly from her anus every day, hoping to force Lu Kai away this way. But she never expected that Lu Kai would be so determined. Every morning, he would put his face under her buttocks, bury his mouth in her buttocks, and cover her anus with his lips, swallowing large mouthfuls of her warm feces, refusing to leave. It was unbelievable. She watched him every day, his face pale, his back bent, enduring severe abdominal pain, yet he just wouldn’t give up. She suddenly thought that he might die. She was a little moved. Yuan Chun, feeling a little soft-hearted, didn’t want her slave to know that she was changing her mind.

“Can you be my husband’s toilet?” Yuan Chun asked him. She felt that she was going too far, but psychologically she liked this despicable feeling.

“To stay by your side, I’m willing to do anything, I’ve already given up everything. As long as you let me continue serving you, I’ll be his toilet.” She could see how much pain Lu Kai was in when he said this; tears were streaming down his face.

After making Lu Kai eat her feces for five consecutive days, Yuan Chun finally gave up the idea of driving him away. She knew Lu Kai was deeply enslaved, to the point that he couldn’t live without her, and she really couldn’t bear to drive away such a devoted and devoted admirer. Where could she find such a deeply masochistic and submissive person? Moreover, she thought, as the future head of the family, why couldn’t she do what she liked? Why couldn’t she keep her favorite personal servant? Why couldn’t she make Yu Xuan accept her arrangements?

After making up her mind, she told Lu Kai that she could continue to keep him by her side, but with a new condition: he had to undergo sterilization surgery for her. Although she wouldn’t use his penis often, he had to use it to express his loyalty to her. She wanted him to give up everything about being a man, like the eunuchs in the palace in the past, and only want to… He was to serve her, and also prepare to serve her future husband, even becoming their toilet.

It's easy to imagine how enormous this decision was for the 24-year-old Lu Kai. He suffered two sleepless nights, feeling this was the most significant test Yuan Chun had given him, a test of his unwavering commitment. But he had no way out; he had already made his promise to his mistress. Finally, he decided to stay by her side at all costs. A week later, he underwent male sterilization surgery.

When Yuan Chun told Yu Xuan that Lu Kai was willing to serve them both, and even willing to undergo sterilization for her rather than leave, Yu Xuan finally had to accept it. Since he could accept Yuan Chun's first condition, the sixth condition wasn't a big problem.

Yuan Chun and Yu Xuan each had their assets notarized before marriage. Yuan Chun discovered that she already belonged to the super-rich class of today's society. Excluding her company, her real estate, treasury bonds, stocks, and various savings alone amounted to nearly 12.7 million yuan.

Yu Xuan and Yuan Chun entered into a contract stipulating that Yuan Chun's premarital property would belong solely to her, while Xie Yu Xuan's premarital and postmarital property would belong to him alone. Yuan Chun's post-marital income would belong solely to her, but she would bear all household expenses after marriage. The contract was drafted by lawyers from both families, and finally signed and notarized. Yu Xuan's savings over the years, including all his bank deposits, stocks, and treasury bonds, totaled only a little over 416,000 RMB. A week before the wedding, Yuan Chun spent over 800,000 RMB to buy Yu Xuan an imported BMW 530ix sports car.

Also a week before Yuan Chun's wedding, she accompanied Lu Kai to the hospital for a tubal ligation.

February 2, 2002, was Luo Yuan Chun and Xie Yu Xuan's wedding day. That day, Yuan Chun dressed like a young woman in her early twenties. Her lips were painted bright red, and everything from the walls of the bridal chamber to the bedding was decorated and furnished in deep red. Because it was the Spring Festival holiday, many friends came to congratulate them, and they booked 60 tables at the five-star XX Hotel, making it a very grand affair. They received countless gifts, including as much as 200,000 yuan in cash.

That year, Luo Yuanchun was 41 years old, Xie Yuxuan was 36, and Lu Kai was 24.

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