[Fantasy] Three Men Make a Wolf (Complete) - 4-6

Chapter 25

The answers from the group were quite varied. Bao Dalong's answer was "younger sister," while Gao Zhao's answer was surprisingly "mother." Jiang Xinyue's mouth gaped open in astonishment at their answers: "You guys...you're too perverted..." She chuckled, something she wouldn't normally say, but in her drunken haze, she became more talkative.

Bao Xiaoyue looked at Jiang Diaokai and Nangong Ji and said, "I was asking you about your sexual fantasies, why are you all looking at your older sister?"

"Yeah, does Auntie watch when you masturbate?" Jiang Wei chimed in somewhat discontentedly.

"What are you saying..." Jiang Xinyue laughed and nudged Jiang Wei.

"Does she?"

"Does she?"

Nangong Ji and Jiang Diaokai said in unison, then exchanged a glance. Bao Xiaoyue stepped forward and revealed the answers in front of them, exclaiming, "Did you two plan this?"

This exclamation piqued everyone's curiosity, and they all craned their necks, asking, "What? What is it?"

"Moon Goddess" Bao Xiaoyue showed everyone their answers. "What Moon Goddess? Your sexual fantasies aren't even human anymore? What hope do we have then..."

"It's not that mysterious," Nangong Ji explained with a smile. "We just like girls who are like the moon, and we're completely powerless against girls like that. We just didn't expect Kai and I to have the same taste."

"I didn't expect it either. We actually have the same taste in women," Jiang Diaokai said.

"I thought of things you didn't think of. You two practically wear the same pants all the time. What can't you do together?" Gao Zhao was witty, but not in a bad way; his words had a hidden meaning.

"Ah Kai and Ji...are they so close they're practically inseparable?" Jiang Xinyue turned her head and asked. Bao Xiaoyue nodded, "Sister, you have no idea! 'So close they're practically inseparable' doesn't even begin to describe how close they are. They're so close even girls are jealous."

Jiang Xinyue smiled, glancing at Nangong Ji and then at Jiang Diaokai. She liked having a boy like Nangong Ji as Jiang Diaokai's friend.

"Only Auntie's answers haven't been looked at." Jiang Wei uncovered the answer sheet in front of Jiang Xinyue. Jiang Diaokai and Nangong Ji both looked over, but the blank sheet was completely blank.

"Sister, you're cheating! How can you hand in a blank paper?" Bao Xiaoyue accused.

Jiang Xinyue hesitated, "But I really...don't have any sexual fantasies..."

"Impossible! Have you never masturbated in your twenty-eight years? Have you never fantasized about having sex with another man?" Bao Xiaoyue asked boldly.

Although Jiang Xinyue was drunk, she blushed and shook her head vigorously.

"Punishment drink! Punishment drink!" Gao Zhao and Bao Dalong egged her on, and everyone joined in. Jiang Xinyue was punished with three more drinks. As

people gradually left, Jiang Xinyue bowed deeply with each person who left, loudly saying, "Come again next time!" Like a waitress seeing off a guest, her swaying figure was rather comical.

Nangong Ji watched her with a smile until everyone was gone before stepping forward: "Sister, it was a pleasure to meet you today. I must take my leave now. Kai, goodbye."

"Take care...Come again next time." Jiang Xinyue bowed deeply, her head hitting Nangong Ji's chest, and she didn't lift it again. Judging from her posture, Jiang Xinyue seemed to be practicing Iron Head Kung Fu, her head firmly planted on Nangong Ji's chest, unmoving. Nangong Ji shook his head and chuckled, reaching out to help her shoulder, but a pair of hands reached out first, pulling her close. Her body slumped softly into Jiang Diaokai's arms.

"Drinking so much, no class," Jiang Diaokai complained.

Who on earth made her drink so much? Nangong Ji knew the name but didn't reveal it, only saying "See you tomorrow" before leaving.

"Hey, you woman." Jiang Diaokai shook Jiang Xinyue's shoulder. Jiang Xinyue opened her eyes groggily: "What? What are you yelling about..."

yelling? Jiang Diaokai frowned. Jiang Xinyue always obeyed him and catered to him; she had never spoken to him like this before.

"If you know you can't handle it, don't drink. Otherwise, if you drink too much, go to sleep obediently. What are you doing clinging to me?" he said gruffly.

"It's all your fault... If it weren't for you, would I have drunk so much?" Her tongue was tied, making her words sound funny, but her mind was still quite clear. She even tilted her drunken, drowsy face and defiantly rolled her eyes at Jiang Diaokai.

Jiang Diaokai refused to admit it: "How old are you? Twenty-eight. You could be my mother, you could be... my aunt. Why are you flirting with him like that? What do you want? An old cow eating young grass? Please, choose someone else, don't try to get involved with my classmate. You're not ashamed, but I am. Also, it's your business if you like Jiang Wei, don't push her onto me. Do you really like me being with that brainless woman?"

Jiang Xinyue pointed at him and laughed: "Jealous? You're jealous... I'm twenty-eight, yeah, haha, I can be your mother. Call me Mom, I won't object at all... What's wrong with Weiwei? I just want her to be my daughter-in-law..." Jiang Xinyue hiccuped, then pounded her chest and laughed again.

Jiang Diaokai's face changed instantly, and he looked coldly at the laughing Jiang Xinyue. Jiang Xinyue ignored him and swayed into the dining room to clear the dishes.

Jiang Diao was stunned for a moment, then went over to snatch the chopsticks from her hand: "What are you doing? You're so drunk, why aren't you going to sleep?"

"Mind your own business!" Jiang Xinyue wouldn't let go. "If I don't clean up, will anyone clean up for me tomorrow?"

"Go to sleep."

"I don't want to."

The drunk Jiang Xinyue was quite strong, and in the struggle, someone slipped, and the two of them fell down together. He landed directly on top of her. Seeing that she didn't make a sound, he propped himself up and looked down. She was already lying on top of him

, passed out drunk. Her hair was messy, her fair cheeks were flushed, her eyelashes were long, and her delicate red lips were like blooming petals. Staring blankly at her face, his fingers involuntarily touched her cheek. The texture under his fingers was really smooth. He traced her lips, then her lips, and then returned. This time, his fingers almost ravaged her lips. His breathing became rapid, and he could hear his own panting.

His gaze moved downwards. Her collarbones were beautiful, and the sleeveless dress perfectly revealed her pretty, slender shoulders. Her two full breasts were encased in the white fabric, rising and falling with her breath, as if silently calling out to someone.

Looking at her breasts, he breathed even harder. Suddenly, he roughly ripped off one of the shoulder straps of her dress, pulling off her bra along with it. Half of her chest was exposed, white as snow. That half of her breast was not large, but round and firm, with a pale pink nipple.

He grasped her breast in one hand; its size seemed made for him, fitting perfectly in his hand. The contrast between his dark palm and her snow-white breast created a strong visual impact. His lower abdomen hardened uncomfortably, a sharp pain shooting through him… He squeezed her breast hard, turning it from a round mound into a towering hill. He lowered his head and took her nipple, areola and all, into his mouth, sucking hard, as if trying to draw out milk, as if trying to drain her blood.

A soft "tsk tsk" sound came from his mouth. The soft nipple swelled and hardened between his lips and teeth. He was no longer satisfied with just sucking like a child; he began to tease, nibble, and lick. When he released his mouth, the light-colored nipple had grown several times its original size, turning a deep rouge color with his saliva.

"So beautiful," he exclaimed, his eyes deep, concealing a surging desire. He lowered his head to continue playing with the erect nipple, while one hand had already grabbed the other shoulder strap of her dress, about to pull it down, when the doorbell rang.

Once you taste something delicious, you can't resist. Ignoring the constant distractions, he pulled her skirt all the way up to her waist. His deep eyes were fixed on her chest; her breasts were noticeably different. The nipple he had played with was hard and glistening, while the one he hadn't touched was shy like a young virgin, and seemed much smaller. His lips moved to the still-soft nipple, while his long, strong fingers didn't miss the other, pinching and twisting the hard left nipple.

"Ring~~ Ring~~~" The doorbell kept ringing stubbornly, still disturbing his interest. He frowned, reluctantly sat up, pulled up her underwear and skirt, and jumped to open the door.

He stood in front of the door, opened the peephole, and saw Nangong Ji's handsome and refined face reflected in it.

Chapter 26

"Why did it take so long?" Nangong Ji complained as he entered, waving his hand. "My sister's pretty drunk, I bought her some hangover medicine. Where is she?" Jiang Diaokai walked in silently. Reaching the dining room, Nangong Ji saw Jiang Xinyue lying on the floor.

"Sleeping Beauty" was the first word that flashed through his mind. He felt a surge of desire, but he tried his best to suppress it.

"Why are you letting her sleep here?" he asked Jiang Diaokai, who was standing behind him.

"She wanted to sleep here herself," Jiang Diaokai said, leaning against the doorway with an indifferent tone.

"Let's get her inside." Nangong Ji, used to taking the initiative, bent down and helped her up. Her body was so soft; he felt warmth emanating from him. Jiang Diaokai, no longer standing idly by, came over and helped him carry Jiang Xinyue into the bedroom.

"Sleeping so soundly," Nangong Ji couldn't help but chuckle.

"This is what they call being completely drunk," Jiang Diaokai teased. He remained standing at the door, hands in his pockets, unconsciously adopting a posture as if ready to see someone off. But Nangong Ji had no intention of leaving immediately.

He turned to him and asked, "Do you know how surprised I was when I saw her face when the door opened? Why didn't you tell me sooner?"

"If it were you, what would you do? Your best friend gives you nude photos and sex pictures of a woman you're interested in, and you tell him it's your sister? Can you really say that? Besides, there's no need to say it; the truth is the truth."

Nangong Ji raised an eyebrow: "You also knew that was the woman I was interested in?"

Jiang Diao Kai met his gaze: "There are many women who can arouse a man's interest, but not all of them have been tried. I don't care what you thought before, but she's my sister, twelve years older than us. Don't even think about her again." Nangong

Ji chuckled lightly, stepped forward, and patted Jiang Diao Kai's shoulder: "Don't worry, if you don't, I won't either." With that, he walked out. Jiang Diao Kai saw him out, then returned and stood at the door of Jiang Xinyue's bedroom. He reached out to open the door but hesitated for a long time before finally turning and going to the bathroom.

"Stop the car." Nangong Ji's voice was soft, yet carried an innate air of authority. The car stopped, he opened the door and got out, reaching out to grab the swaying Jiang Wei.

Jiang Wei turned her head and saw him, her face full of surprise: "It's you, Young Master Nangong! Apart from you, all of Kai's friends are scum. They dropped me off here and then abandoned me, telling me to take a taxi home myself, but I left my wallet and phone at my aunt's house. They went too far! I told Kai I would tell them how they treated me, that I would be Kai's future girlfriend, and that he should ignore them from now on. What did they say? They actually mocked me, saying that Kai wouldn't be interested in someone like me..."

"Miss Jiang, you're drunk," Nangong Ji said softly, pulling Jiang Wei into the car and instructing Uncle K: "Take Miss Jiang home first."

Nangong Ji sat upright, no longer looking at Jiang Wei. He was recalling the scene just now: Jiang Xinyue sleeping on the ground, her supine sleeping posture outlining her alluring curves in a simple white dress, her two plump peaches and her soft, fragrant body...

In the dim light, the meditating young man was sexy and alluring. Jiang Wei turned her head and gazed adoringly at Nangong Ji's profile, murmuring, "So handsome, so very handsome... and such a good person, what girl wouldn't love him? If I didn't already have Kai in my heart, I would definitely fall for you. And Aunt Jiang seems to like you too, but I know it's impossible for you two..."

"Why?" Nangong Ji suddenly turned his face, "Just because she's more than ten years older than me? You don't know me yet. If it's a woman I'm interested in, age is not a problem at all. What I want must be mine."

Jiang Wei giggled, "You're even more handsome now, but are you also interested in Aunt Jiang? Impossible... But since you gave me a ride, I want to tell you a super big secret, you'll be shocked to death after hearing it. No matter which of you is interested in Aunt Jiang, it's impossible, because..." She leaned close to Nangong Ji and whispered something in his ear. When she saw the change in Nangong Ji's expression, her vanity was greatly satisfied.

The bar at midnight was dazzling and the lights flickered. At the table, Nangong Ji's tall, slender figure appeared somewhat lonely and desolate. His eyes held a complex mix of emotions; only he knew the pain and resentment within them.

Just then, a delicate hand rested on his shoulder. Another woman approached him, this time neither coldly nor ignoring him. Instead, he looked at her with his long, narrow eyes, slightly intoxicated yet capable of captivating countless women, and asked, "If... your lover and your son were drowning at the same time, which would you save first?"

The woman hesitated for a moment, then answered without hesitation, "Of course, my son. There's a truth men may never know: in a woman's heart, her son's place is far more important than her lover's."

Nangong Ji lowered his eyes, and after a while, asked again, "What if it's both your lover and your son?"

The woman's expression was exaggerated: "You've had too much to drink... How could he be both her son and her lover? But if that were truly the case, this woman would love him to the core. No man in the world could surpass his place in her heart, no matter how much he sacrificed."

Nangong Ji choked on his drink and coughed. The woman reached out to pat his back, but his voice, though gentle, was icy cold: "Don't touch me."

The next day, Jiang Xinyue was walking when a car stopped beside her. She instinctively stopped and watched as the car door opened. Nangong Ji got out, dressed in black, looking even more tall and refined.

"Sister," he called her, his smile warm and infectious.

"Ji," she said, surprised, calling him by his name naturally, completely unaware of how intimate it sounded to call a boy that.

"What a coincidence! I was just about to pick him up for school. Do you take this route to work, Sister?" Nangong Ji spoke very politely.

"Yes, but... A-Kai is already gone..." She was truly naive, her expression filled with regret. She was twelve years older than him, while his cunning far surpassed her twenty-four years.

He too felt regret, his tone and expression seamlessly transitioning: "Then how about this, I'll give Sister Dai a ride, so you won't have to waste time waiting for the bus."

Jiang Xinyue waved her hands like a rattle-drum, but in the end, she still boarded Nangong Ji's car.

Although they hit it off immediately, they were still strangers. After getting on the bus, neither of them spoke at first. Jiang Xinyue sat very reservedly, her hands clasped together, her eyes looking out the window. He deliberately sat very close, with only a tiny gap between them, enough to make a stranger of the opposite sex lower his guard.

He could feel her warmth, smell her faint scent, and his strong, proud composure was now disturbed. His heart pounded uncontrollably in his chest, and every time he got close to her, he could feel his desire swelling infinitely.

Chapter 027

"Sister, I really envy Kai for having a sister like you." Nangong Ji broke the silence. His voice was gentle and sincere, which easily made people lower their guard.

Sure enough, Jiang Xinyue turned to look at him, her gaze as gentle as water: "Actually, I'm a very unqualified older sister. From the time A-Kai was born until I was sixteen, I was either in school or working. There were many gaps between us. It wasn't until A-Kai came to City A that we had more contact. There's still a lot I need to work harder to bridge in our relationship." She herself didn't realize that her voice changed whenever she talked about Jiang Diaokai. Hearing this, Nangong Ji appeared calm on the surface, but a pang of sadness welled up inside him.

Jiang Xinyue comforted him: "Being an only child isn't bad. Your parents' attention and love will all be given to you. Many only children are very proud of it."

Nangong Ji gave a bitter smile: "But I won't. Because I don't have any brothers or sisters, I've been very lonely since I was little. My father was busy with his career and rarely paid attention to me, and my mother... I've never met her... She left when I was less than a year old, and I don't even know where she is now..." His voice lowered, carrying a sadness beyond his years.

Jiang Xinyue's heart was touched, and a maternal tenderness, almost pity, rose within her. This refined and polite young man, as bright and warm as the sun, unexpectedly concealed untold bitterness beneath his dazzling exterior. She reached out and gently grasped his shoulder: "Ji, don't think about those unhappy things. Someone as outstanding as you, no mother in the world would have the heart to abandon you. One day, she will definitely come back to find you."

"Really?" Nangong Ji looked at her, his narrow eyes like two stars submerged in water, the shimmering light concealing a painful longing.

When such beautiful, gentle eyes become veiled with tears, when such painful, crystalline eyes gaze at you with trust, even the hardest heart would crumble in an instant. When his eyes met hers, Jiang Xinyue's heart ached. How could she answer him? She didn't want to lie to him, nor did she want to hurt him again.

So she nodded, and he smiled, his melancholic face brightening.

"Sister, can I confide in you when I encounter unhappy things in the future?" Nangong Ji asked.

"Mmm." Jiang Xinyue nodded deeply.

People are strange like that; perhaps just one conversation can bring two people much closer. Jiang Xinyue felt that way too. She felt an instant connection with Nangong Ji, a connection that wasn't the romantic kind. It was a strange feeling that had grown within her for Nangong Ji. After she got out of the car, Nangong Ji watched her until she disappeared before driving away. This was something she didn't know, because after getting out of the car, she was thinking about her relationship with Jiang Diaokai, because Nangong Ji always easily reminded her of Jiang Diaokai.

Jiang Diaokai had been elusive ever since his birthday, rarely seen. Jiang Xinyue hadn't even had a chance to ask him what he was up to. Nangong Ji hadn't been heard from either; he must be doing well, Jiang Xinyue thought. A few colorful magazine posters flashed past her eyes, and her smile froze. She suddenly stood up and squeezed towards the back door of the bus, getting off before even reaching the company. She headed straight for the newsstand near the bus stop and bought a copy of their city newspaper.

The entertainment section prominently featured rumors of discord between actor Zheng Yihang and Zhong Yutong. Flipping to the inside pages, the content was detailed and well-documented, including photos of the two glaring at each other. It also mentioned that Zheng Yihang demanded a replacement role or he would quit. Staring at the author Yu Wei's name, Jiang Xinyue's hands trembled with anger.

Upon entering the office, Jiang Xinyue slammed the newspaper in front of Yu Wei: "Yu Wei, did you publish this? Why did you publish unverified content so casually?"

Yu Wei glanced at the newspaper: "Yes, I heard it secondhand. I heard your entire conversation with Director Guo that day. Do I need to verify it? You know better than I do whether it's true or not."

“Even if it’s true, this is a private matter that Director Guo asked me to handle. How can our newspaper expose someone’s privacy without his permission?”

Yu Wei chuckled. “She’s only two years older than me, how can she be so old-fashioned? These days, if we don’t ‘explode,’ who will read the entertainment section? That Zhong Yutong isn’t my friend, and Zheng, the big movie star, isn’t chasing after me. I don’t have a big director as my sugar daddy to back me up. I make a living based on my own abilities. If there’s a juicy story, I’ll report it. If you want to know so much, I shouldn’t be in this business. Besides, don’t come to me about this. It was approved by President Lin. If you’re so capable, go find President Lin.”

Looking at Yu Wei’s arrogant attitude, Jiang Xinyue really wanted to throw the newspaper in her face. She thought she wouldn’t dare to go to Lin Nan and was using Lin Nan to intimidate her. She turned and left the office, going directly to knock on Lin Nan’s door, but Secretary Feng told her that Lin Nan wasn’t in the office.

Jiang Xinyue was furious and had nowhere to vent her anger. She had a really frustrating day. After work, Jiang Xinyue ran into Lin Nan in the hallway as he returned from a meeting. By then, half of her anger had subsided, but Lin Nan still noticed her pale face. She

was about to walk past him when Lin Nan grabbed her arm. "Xinyue, what's wrong? You look so pale?" he asked, his tone cautious and concerned.

Thinking back to their recent cold war, the sweetness of the past seemed like a distant memory. Time hadn't lessened their conflicts; instead, it had deepened them. She really didn't want to argue with him anymore. She hesitated for a moment before asking, "Did you approve Yu Wei's manuscript?"

"Zheng Yihang's? Yes, I approved it," Lin Nan replied truthfully.

"You knew this couldn't be reported, so why did you agree? You knew I was caught in the middle, and Director Guo would think I betrayed him, using the crew's privacy as a juicy story to make money. Why make things so difficult for me?"

"Xinyue, don't get so agitated. Listen to me. Actually, you can think of it the other way around. Many production crews create scandals after filming starts. This is an opportunity. Director Guo knows this. Zhong Yutong can use Zheng Yihang's fame to climb the ladder. This won't harm them; it's a win-win situation. It's a win-win for Director Guo and the newspaper."

Jiang Xinyue shook off his hand: "Even so, I won't agree to you doing this."

"Xinyue." Lin Nan grabbed her again, "Can't you stop being so stubborn?" Jiang Xinyue was about to say something when her phone rang. Lin Nan let go of her, and she took out her phone to answer: "Hello..."

"Sister, it's me..." Nangong Ji's voice was easily recognizable, although it was lower, more muffled, and more desolate than usual, hidden in the noise.

"Where...where are you now?" Jiang Xinyue became inexplicably worried.

"I...at the New Moon Bar..." The signal cut off abruptly.

Jiang Xinyue answered twice, shoved her phone into her bag, and ran towards the elevator. Lin Nan stopped her: "Who called?"

"A friend." Jiang Xinyue dodged him and pressed the elevator button.

Lin Nan turned around, looking at Jiang Xinyue's resolute profile, and asked with difficulty, "Xinyue, do you...have you gotten a new boyfriend?"

Jiang Xinyue's heart tightened. The elevator doors opened at that moment. She didn't want to explain anything, nor did she have the mood to: "Think that way if you want to." With that, she stepped into the elevator.

Chapter 028

Jiang Xinyue stood in front of the New Moon Bar. This person with a limited nightlife had never known that there was a bar with the same name as hers standing in a corner of the city's bustling district. She had rushed here in a taxi at lightning speed, all for a boy she had only met twice—the first boy besides Ji who had made her feel sorry for him.

When she saw Nangong Ji, he had already drunk quite a bit, but he could still recognize her. He seemed very happy to see her and asked her to drink with him, but she shook her head and sat down beside him. This time, she wouldn't touch a drop of alcohol, because she needed to remain sober in front of him.

Nangong Ji asked the waiter to pour him more wine, but Jiang Xinyue grabbed his hand: "Ji, don't drink anymore."

Nangong Ji turned to look at her, and their eyes met for a long time before he suddenly said, "Sister, your hands are so warm."

Jiang Xinyue almost burst into tears at those simple words. This was completely different from the boy she had first met. Now, his refined face was filled with loneliness, his cold fingers devoid of warmth. How deceiving his appearance was! Deep down, he was such a lonely child who desperately needed love!

She tightly embraced his hands, warming his cold fingers in her own. "Let's go home."

Nangong Ji handed her a photograph. "This is my mother..." Jiang Xinyue took the old photo. The young woman in the picture had delicate features and looked somewhat familiar. Finally, she realized that she resembled her by a third.

No wonder Nangong Ji felt she looked familiar the first time they met, and she felt the same way. Was it truly a predestined fate...?

"Why did she abandon me? Why...?" Nangong Ji's voice was filled with pain and vulnerability. Jiang Xinyue gently embraced his head and pulled him into her arms.

"Why did you abandon me...why..." he murmured, not needing an answer from her, just wanting to vent.

His voice grew softer and softer until silence. He seemed to have fallen asleep. Their position was so intimate, the boy's face pressed against her left chest, making it hard for her to breathe. Her left breast was wet with his tears, yet she felt no impure thoughts. He shifted, his hands suddenly tightening around her, his face pressing even closer, softly murmuring,

"Mommy...don't go..."

She felt as if struck by lightning, her heart pounding erratically. Nangong Ji's "Mommy" struck her most vulnerable spot, the softest, most tender part of her heart. Years of suppressed emotions seemed to find an outlet, surging forth uncontrollably...

She and this boy were destined to be together. On the third time she saw him, she "fell in love" with him. Of course, this love wasn't romantic love, but a broader, more selfless, and deeper affection.

She gently stroked his hair, trying to lull him to sleep; at least for this moment, she wouldn't leave him.

It was already dark outside, and Jiang Xinyue hadn't returned home, nor had she made a single phone call.

Her phone was always unanswered; the busy tone irritated Jiang Diaokai. He threw his phone to the ground, grabbed his keys, and went out.

A beam of bright light shone down, and Jiang Diaokai squinted. A luxury car was parked not far away. Jiang Xinyue got out and spoke to the tall man who got out with her. Jiang Diaokai recognized the car, and he recognized the man too—it was Uncle K—Nangong Ji's bodyguard.

So that's it… He stood in the shadows, expressionless, watching Jiang Xinyue's back before turning and going upstairs.

Jiang Xinyue stepped on something. Looking down, she saw Jiang Diaokai's phone lying on the living room floor. She picked it up, muttered a few words, then suddenly remembered something and quickly rummaged through her bag. Sure enough, her phone had several missed calls from Jiang Diaokai.

A sudden warmth touched her heart; he did care about her. Feeling a pang of guilt, she went over and knocked on the door: "A-Kai, you're back? Have you eaten? Are you asleep?" Her voice was almost pleading, but no one answered after several attempts.

The next day, in a luxurious private room at the Flower Rain Club, the music was somber, and expensive bottles and jars littered the table. Young men and women sat slouching.

"The truth or dare game at the birthday party last time wasn't exciting enough, was it? Because my sister was there, no one really let loose. Let's continue today, let's get this party started! I have a really explosive question for you guys. Last time Bao Xiaoyang asked about your sexual fantasies, that was too vague. Let's ask something real: right now, men, who do you most want to sleep with?" Gao Zhao snapped his fingers.

Bao Xiaoyue spat, "You can't expect anything good to come out of a dog's mouth."

"Go away, this is none of your business, this is a game for us men," Gao Zhao shooed her away.

Bao Xiaoyue wiggled her hips as she collected the answer sheets: "Who would give you the answers without me? I'll read the ones I'm most interested in first. I recognize the characters in Kai's handwriting. Holy Mother? Who's the Holy Mother?"

"Damn, has Boss been reading the Bible lately?" Bao Dalong said.

"Yeah, it's the Moon Goddess and the Holy Mother Mary. No wonder he can't find a girl attractive now. But if you want to sleep with the Holy Mother, you'd better ask Jesus for permission first." Gao Zhao joked.

"What if Kai transforms into Jesus?" Bao Xiaoyue asked.

"Damn, that's a hot question." Gao Zhao praised. Bao Xiaoyue laughed: "Of course, you don't need anyone else's permission for your own mother. Like my brother said, 'Don't let the good stuff go to outsiders.' I heard that many ancient Greek gods married their mothers and sons, or their brothers and sisters..."

Nangong Ji raised an eyebrow and glanced at Jiang Diaokai without leaving a trace.

Bao Xiaoyue suddenly exclaimed, "What? There are swear words here too?" Gao Zhao snatched the bag from her hand and burst out laughing, "Fuck your mother! What, Young Master Nangong, have you started using our vulgar language lately?"

Nangong Ji remained unfazed, "So I'm considered a civilized person? I'm honored. But who says 'fuck your mother' is a swear word? It only means one thing: having sex with your mother."

"Unfortunately, my mother is over forty and overweight. Young Master Nangong wouldn't mind if he wanted her..." Gao Zhao said mischievously.

"Bao Xiaoyang's mother is quite nice, a middle-aged woman..." Before Bao Dalong could finish, Bao Xiaoyue stepped forward and pinched his ear, saying, "What kind of taste does Young Master Nangong have? Has he been through something?"

"Everyone out." Jiang Diaokai, who hadn't spoken until now, suddenly spoke. Everyone was stunned. Jiang Diaokai continued, "Except for Ji, everyone out."

Seeing Jiang Diaokai's unfriendly expression, the group winked and pushed their way out. Only Nangong Ji and Jiang Diaokai remained in the room.

The two faced off.

"What do you mean?" Jiang Diaokai spoke first.

"Nothing, just a game, don't take it personally," Nangong Ji replied

deftly. "I think you have ulterior motives," Jiang Diaokai scoffed.

"You mean Jiang Xinyue? She's your sister, not your mother, what's the big deal?" Nangong Ji deliberately provoked him.

Jiang Diaokai fell for it; Nangong Ji's words struck a nerve: "I told you not to even think about her."

"I said if you don't touch her, I won't touch her," Nangong Ji replied casually, standing upwind.

"Whether you've done anything or not, you know it in your heart. Do I need to point it out?"

Nangong Ji chuckled. "That's right, whoever did it knows it in their heart. Who is the Holy Mother you wrote about? Isn't she the one you most want to sleep with? You two are related by blood, so I advise you to give up that idea, because thinking about it is a sin... As for me, I just want to get closer to her as an older sister. Even if what you say is true, what's wrong with that? Who says that a ten-year age difference makes it impossible to be together? We're not related by blood, so I can think whatever I want. Who knows, maybe you'll actually call me brother-in-law someday, right?"

"Bang!" A loud noise made the people eavesdropping lean back instinctively.

"They're fighting! What do we do?" Bao Xiaoyue said anxiously.

"They're so close, what happened? This beating is pretty bad, but we can only let it be. The door is locked from the inside." Gao Zhao pushed the door.

"Bang! Bang!" The deafening sounds continued to echo from the private room, making the people inside tremble with fear.

Chapter 029

Jiang Xinyue didn't know how she had offended Jiang Diaokai again. She racked her brains trying to recall what she had done to upset him in the days following his birthday, but couldn't figure out. Last night, they both returned home at the same time. Jiang Xinyue noticed some minor bruises on his cheek and chin. Worried, her first instinct was to grab him and ask what happened. But Jiang Diaokai brushed her hand away, coldly saying, "Don't worry about me," and went into his room.

Jiang Xinyue stood by the bus stop and sighed softly. Several loud car horns caught her attention. A black sedan stopped not far away, and Uncle K was waving at her.

Jiang Xinyue got into the car and realized that Nangong Ji was already inside. She had been wondering why Uncle K had called her instead of Nangong Ji, but seeing him now relieved her somewhat. The other half of her anxiety arose when Nangong Ji looked up, startling her.

“Your face…” His fair and refined face, from his affectionate eyes and smiling lips to his delicate nose, was etched with scars.

Seeing her expression, Nangong Ji turned his face away. “It looks terrible…”

“What happened?” Jiang Xinyue was truly distressed. She reached out and turned his face back, gently touching it with her fingertips. “Who beat you up like this?”

Nangong Ji gasped, his face contorting in pain.

“Does it hurt a lot?” She leaned closer, gently blowing on his face, like comforting a child who had just fallen and hurt themselves.

Looking at her earnest expression, a tear rolled down Nangong Ji’s cheek.

“What’s wrong?” Jiang Xinyue was startled to see his red eyes.

Nangong Ji smiled. “Look at me, tears are streaming down my face from the pain.” He deliberately made a grimacing face.

Jiang Xinyue couldn't help but chuckle, "I'm sorry, I used too much force just now..."

"No." Nangong Ji looked at her, his voice lowering, "No one has ever cared about me like this before."

The smile on Jiang Xinyue's face disappeared, and she looked at Nangong Ji with pity, reaching out to stroke his hair, "You two are really giving me a headache, one injured, the other bruised, do you want me to live? Did someone bully you?"

Nangong Ji laughed, "Sister, who dares to bully us? We were fighting."

At work, Jiang Xinyue was constantly distracted, racking her brains to figure out how to make Jiang Diaokai and Nangong Ji reconcile. There's a saying that plans can't keep up with changes, and when Jiang Xinyue saw the two boys sitting on the sofa in her living room, one to the south and one to the north, locked in a fierce battle, she was at her wit's end.

She pulled this one, pulled that one, and with great effort finally managed to pull them both to the center of the sofa. Holding Nangong Ji with her left hand and Jiang Diaokai with her right, she intertwined their hands.

“No matter why you fought, I only remember Bao Dalong saying you two are good brothers who have gone through thick and thin together. Ji even got injured for Kai, right? Now you're fighting so fiercely over such a small conflict, becoming enemies. Don't you feel ashamed?” Jiang Xinyue pleaded earnestly.

Jiang Diaokai and Nangong Ji, however, weren't paying attention to her words but to her hands. She held Jiang Diaokai's hand in one hand and Nangong Ji's in the other, the four hands tightly clasped together. This sight seemed to provoke them. They looked at each other, both seeing surprise and some complex emotions in each other's eyes, as if they had seen some kind of premonition but neither was willing to admit it.

“A-Kai, why did you fight with Ji?” Jiang Xinyue asked.

Jiang Diaokai glanced at Nangong Ji: “I don't like him.”

“And you, Ji?”

“He doesn't like me.” Nangong Ji was much gentler than Jiang Diaokai.

Looking at the two people with such extreme personalities, Jiang Xinyue couldn't help but find it amusing, but she had to hold back to maintain a serious demeanor.

“But Kai, I don’t know why you dislike Ji. Your solution is to fight, but did you feel better after the fight? These past few days, you’ve been giving your best friend the silent treatment. Didn’t you feel lonely and lost? Ji too. Does fighting solve everything? Does it mean good friends are no longer good friends? Actually, everyone is even more upset than before the fight, right? So why fight?”

The two boys fell silent. Friendship had made them accustomed to each other’s presence. Although the conflict remained, the silent treatment between good friends made them both uncomfortable.

Jiang Xinyue went into the kitchen, leaving them alone.

“Make up,” Jiang Diaokai said.

“Make up is fine, but I won’t agree to any conditions, such as casual meetings and interactions with certain people…”

Jiang Diaokai snorted, “What right do I have to restrict you? Do whatever you want, it won’t lead to anything anyway.”

“You look down on me?”

“It’s not that I look down on you, it’s that I understand certain people,” Jiang Diaokai said firmly.

Just then, "certain people" called them to the restaurant. The two stood up, giving each other a critical look before entering the restaurant one after the other.

"Sister, did you specifically learn to cook?" Nangong Ji asked.

Jiang Xinyue shook her head.

"Really?" Nangong Ji looked surprised. "But it's so delicious, I really don't believe you didn't specifically learn."

Jiang Xinyue beamed with joy at the compliment and kept putting food on Nangong Ji's plate.

Jiang Diao Kai coldly watched as Jiang Xinyue put most of the food from his plate into Nangong Ji's bowl. Not only did she not put any food on his plate once, but she also sighed to Nangong Ji, "If A-Kai were like you, we would definitely get along very well..." The two of them laughed heartily, completely oblivious to everyone else.

Jiang Diaokai jumped up abruptly. Jiang Xinyue realized she had made a mistake and quickly came over to comfort him, pressing him back into a chair and wrapping her arms around his neck. "What's wrong? I was just saying. Actually, you're the one I hurt the most. We share the same blood, and that can never be changed..."

Jiang Diaokai's lips curled slightly. He looked at Nangong Ji, who simply stared at them expressionlessly.

Jiang Xinyue was telling the truth, but hearing it, Nangong Ji felt a chill in his heart. He had long known that the only thing he lost to Jiang Diaokai was a blood tie. Yet, this blood tie was something he could never overcome no matter how hard he tried.

Chapter 30: Drugging

The next day was the weekend. To celebrate Jiang Diaokai and Nangong Ji's reconciliation, Bao Dalong suggested that a group of young people go on a picnic in the countryside, not returning until noon the following day. Jiang Xinyue, left at home, completely relaxed, humming a song as she tidied the room.

Her phone rang in the bedroom, and she rushed in to answer it. It was Secretary Feng calling.

"Miss Jiang, do you know that President Lin was in a car accident…"

Jiang Xinyue's heart leaped into her throat: "How is he? Where is he now?"

"He absolutely refuses to stay in the hospital; he's recovering at home…"

Jiang Xinyue hung up and ran out without even changing her clothes.

"We're starving! Quickly bring out all the food!"

Upon arriving at their destination, Bao Xiaoyue and the others hurriedly spread out a picnic blanket on the grass. Everyone emptied their bags, and Bao Xiaoyue grabbed a pretty box: "What's this?" Curious, she opened the lid, revealing a box full of heart-shaped seaweed rice rolls. Bao

Xiaoyue's eyes lit up: "Oh my god, who brought this? It looks so delicious!"

Bao Dalong grinned at Jiang Diao: "The boss's sister brought it."

Several paws reached out to snatch it, and Bao Xiaoyue ate while praising, "I used to scoff at Grandpa Ji's talk about envying Kai, but now I'm so envious of him having an older sister. She's so kind and good to Kai."

Jiang Diaokai chuckled, took one as well, and nudged Nangong Ji, "Eat up." Nangong Ji then reached for it, looked at it closely, and said, "It's so pretty, I almost don't want to eat it."

Jiang Xinyue threw her bag on the ground and ran to Lin Nan's bedside. Lin Nan was leaning against the bed reading, his head wrapped in gauze. Jiang Xinyue looked at him, her eyes suddenly filling with tears.

Lin Nan turned his head and called her in surprise, "Xinyue?"

"Lin Nan..." Jiang Xinyue hugged Lin Nan and sobbed, "Are you alright?"

"Silly girl, you saw it all." Lin Nan pulled her away and wiped her tears, "I'm perfectly fine."

"What happened to your head? Should we go to the hospital? Could you have a concussion?" Jiang Xinyue pulled him excitedly. Lin Nan gently took her hand: "Xinyue, it's really nothing. I had

a check-up, and I had a few stitches in my head. It won't hurt at all. The doctor agreed that I can rest at home."

Jiang Xinyue's emotions finally stabilized a little: "You're always very careful when you drive, how could you have crashed?"

Lin Nan smiled bitterly: "I was in a bad mood after our conversation yesterday. I kept thinking about our conversation while driving, and I couldn't stop thinking about it..."

Jiang Xinyue lowered her head: "I'm sorry, yesterday..."

"You didn't do anything wrong, Xinyue. I understand your character, and that's why I fell deeply in love with you. I understand what you said, and I understand why you were angry with me. These past few days of our cold war have been exhausting, really exhausting... I really don't want to watch our relationship deteriorate like this, but I feel powerless to do anything about it, just because I'm in charge. I'm on a different side, and I have to be responsible for hundreds of people under me... Xinyue, I'd rather you didn't work for me, I'd rather support you for the rest of your life than see you working so hard every day, and I certainly don't want us to argue about work anymore..." Lin Nan's words were weary but sincere.

Jiang Xinyue's heart, once frozen, began to melt. It was her own immaturity that had caused the problem; she had always demanded his agreement, yet she knew deep down that he couldn't possibly do the same. Although she understood this, she hadn't truly comprehended, and every disagreement led to arguments, anger, and cold wars, causing their relationship to deteriorate.

"Lin Nan, stop talking. From now on, no matter what happens, let's not argue anymore. This time, you scared me..." Jiang Xinyue opened her arms and hugged Lin Nan.

"I really don't understand, those two guys are like dogs in heat every day," Jiang Diaokai scoffed. He and Nangong Ji were sitting outside their tent enjoying the cool air, but the sounds of their debauchery broke the tranquility of the field.

Nangong Ji chuckled, "This is what they call 'when you're well-fed and warm, you think of lust.'"

"Are we hungry?" Jiang Diaokai raised an eyebrow disapprovingly.

"Perhaps one day that woman appears, and you'll be even worse than them," Nangong Ji said with a laugh. His phone rang; he answered with a smile, then the smile vanished.

Uncle K said, "Young Master, Miss Jiang is at the villa, she's in the master's bedroom."

Nangong Ji hung up the phone: "I have to go back immediately, I'll come back to meet you tomorrow morning."

A giant van sped along the undulating mountain road. Nangong Ji stared ahead, wishing he could fly to City A immediately.

He rushed upstairs. There was no sign in the hallway or corridor that a woman had visited. He went into his bedroom, turned on his computer, and started the equipment—

in the bedroom, Lin Nan sat on the bed, Jiang Xinyue straddled him, the two embracing tightly and kissing each other. Lin Nan's hand slipped inside Jiang Xinyue's shirt, caressing her back and breasts…

Nangong Ji went downstairs to the dining room: "Aunt Yu, is dinner ready?"

"Young Master is back, it's ready." Aunt Yu was happy to see him.

"Tell my dad I'll eat dinner at home." Nangong Ji sat down in a chair.

"Okay, okay, I'll go call the master down for dinner." Aunt Yu ran upstairs.

His position was perfect; he could subtly observe Jiang Xinyue's surprise upon seeing him. She noticed his eyes widen as he sat in the restaurant, turned to look at Lin Nan, then back at him. He stood up, meeting her gaze.

"Dad, what happened to your head?" he asked, pointing to his forehead.

"Nothing, just bumped it," Lin Nan said casually, then introduced them: "Xinyue, this is Dongdong, and Dongdong, this is Aunt Jiang."

Jiang Xinyue's face showed embarrassment: "You...you're father and son?"

Lin Nan then realized something was amiss: "What's wrong?"

"We've known each other for a long time. He's Akai's classmate. I never imagined he was Dongdong, isn't his name Nangong Ji?" She turned to Nangong Ji.

Nangong Ji smiled and said, "I didn't expect to run into an acquaintance here either."

Lin Nan was also surprised: "What a coincidence, Akai is in Dongdong's class?"

"Dad, I'm sixteen years old already, and you're still introducing guests by their childhood nicknames," Nangong Ji protested.

“We’re not strangers,” Lin Nan laughed. “I don’t need to introduce you now, you all know each other. You’ve been calling me that since we were little, you can’t change it. His full name is Nangong Ji. I’ll explain why you don’t have the same surname.” Lin Nan patted Jiang Xinyue and said to Nangong Ji, “But you have to call me Auntie.”

Nangong Ji looked at Jiang Xinyue, who was even more embarrassed than him. He opened his mouth: “Jiang a…” The word “Ah” was just mouthed but he couldn’t make a sound.

Jiang Xinyue blushed and tugged at Lin Nan: “Don’t make things difficult for him.”

Lin Nan then waved his hand: “I’ll let you off this time, but you must call your elders next time you see them.”

The three sat down to eat, and Lin Nan took great care of Jiang Xinyue. The two looked very intimate. Nangong Ji didn’t say much, occasionally glancing at them. He raised his wrist to check his watch, and just then the telephone in the living room rang. The maid asked Lin Nan to answer the phone, saying it was the old man calling.

A moment later, Lin Nan returned, saying apologetically, "Xinyue, Dad just called to say he's not feeling well, I have to go right away."

Jiang Xinyue quickly stood up and said it was alright, urging him to hurry, as the old man's health was the priority. Nangong Ji said, "Dad, I'll go with you to see Grandpa."

Lin Nan waved his hand, "Grandpa specifically told you to go see him tomorrow, he has something to tell me. Xinyue, don't go, wait for me to come back." With that, Lin Nan hurried away.

Jiang Xinyue and Nangong Ji looked at each other and smiled. Jiang Xinyue said, "I'm so confused, how can you two be father and son..."

"I'll explain slowly, would you like a glass of champagne?" Nangong Ji asked. Jiang Xinyue nodded. Nangong Ji went to the bar to pour the champagne. With his back to her, he took a small packet of powder from the drawer and gently poured it into one of the glasses. He walked back and handed a bottle to Jiang Xinyue. Jiang Xinyue smiled and said softly, "Thank you."

Chapter 31: The Allure of

Nangong Ji. While sipping his wine, Nangong Ji slowly explained, "My father took my mother's surname because men with the surname Nangong are not free; they must go into business and inherit the vast family business. But my father had his own ideals. He always hated business and had many arguments with my grandfather. So, he had me when he was sixteen. He didn't love my mother; he only wanted to continue the family line. After I was born, I became the legal heir of the Nangong family, and that way, my father was free..." There was a hint of helplessness and sarcasm in Nangong Ji's voice.

Jiang Xinyue nodded, "I see..." Thinking of Lin Nan's dedication to his career and Nangong Ji's status as a noble young master, outsiders only saw their glamour but didn't know the many hardships they also faced.

Perhaps it was because of everything that had happened today, Jiang Xinyue felt a little tired, her eyelids heavy. She rubbed her temples and said, "Ji, I'm a little tired, I'm going to sleep."

Nangong Ji nodded and watched her leave the restaurant.

He took out his phone, found a picture, and pressed send. Then he finished the rest of his wine before standing up and going upstairs.

At that moment, Jiang Diaokai was lying outside the tent looking at the stars. With Nangong Ji gone, he seemed a little bored, occasionally taking out his phone to check. This was his first time staying out all night; didn't Jiang Xinyue even bother to check on him? Just as he was thinking this, his phone rang, and he immediately sat up to check it.

It was a multimedia message! He scoffed softly. Would making a phone call kill someone? Really. Opening the message, a photo appeared before his eyes, and his eyes slowly darkened.

In the photo, Jiang Xinyue and Lin Nan are kissing passionately, embracing each other as if trying to meld into one another. Jiang Xinyue is proactive and submissive, allowing the man's hands to boldly caress her inside her clothes…

Staring intently at the screen, Jiang Diaokai breathes heavily, his eyes reddening. He wishes he could reach out and pull Jiang Xinyue out of the screen. The flames of jealousy burn in the young man's heart. He vaguely realizes that he has developed a strong possessive desire for Jiang Xinyue, and this desire has been rapidly expanding until he can no longer control it.

Unbeknownst to him, Nangong Ji, who "tipped him in," is standing at the door of Jiang Xinyue's bedroom. Jiang Xinyue is completely unsuspecting; the door is unlocked, and he easily walks in.

She is fast asleep. He strips her clothes off one by one, and she remains oblivious. She lies naked before him, her breasts soft, her skin firm, radiating an almost sacred glow. Her body was so delicate, as if it were made for men. Her snow-white, firm, and round buttocks made him want to immediately enjoy the sensation of impacting them.

His breathing was rapid, and the swelling between his legs almost burst through his pants. He liked this feeling, this desire that had swelled to its limit. He wasn't in a hurry to take it. His slender fingers slowly moved down her cheek, feeling the warmth and texture transmitted through his fingertips.

"Don't worry," he whispered, "I won't touch you in this situation."

He stroked his swollen crotch and joked mockingly, "Little brother, the main course will be here soon, but not this time. But I'll prepare dessert for you." As he spoke, he took out his phone and took pictures of her.

Close-up shots of her whole body, her breasts, even her nipples. Then he spread her legs, his narrow eyes almost reddened with desire. He used his phone to take close-up shots, repeatedly pressing the shutter button, saving clear close-ups of her private parts from various angles.

After dressing her, he leaned down and kissed her lips. "Baby, sleep well. These photos should be enough to tide you over for a while."

Jiang Xinyue called Lin Nan several times, but no one answered. It was already nine o'clock the next day, and Lin Nan still hadn't returned. She couldn't sit still any longer and took a car home, her mind constantly on A-Kai, afraid he wouldn't see her when he got back.

Less than half an hour after she got home, Jiang Diao Kai returned. As soon as he entered, Jiang Xinyue noticed his expression was off. She wondered who had offended him this time, and asked him cautiously, "How was the fun? Wasn't it fun?"

Jiang Diao Kai straightened up and looked at her, his eyes filled with a slight, angry glint, which made Jiang Xinyue feel uneasy and even more confused.

"What's wrong?" She tried to smile, but couldn't; her expression was awkward.

"Where did you go last night?" Jiang Diao Kai asked.

She thought to herself... With a thud, her expression immediately changed, like someone caught doing something naughty as a child. Her first reaction was to not let him know, and she forced a smile: "What's wrong? I was home last night..."

"Lying." Jiang Diao stared coldly at her. "Are you that desperate? I've only been out for one night, and you're already eager to go out and find another man?"

"What did you say..." she whispered, avoiding his gaze.

"Am I wrong? How lonely and unbearable must I have been at home? You must have been hoping I wouldn't come home so you could have a tryst with another man. How much you disliked me, how much you hated me, how much I hindered your plans. You should have never let me come to City A!"

What had she done wrong? It was as if she had committed some unforgivable crime. He was cursing her so fiercely, as if she were a used woman who had secretly gone to have sex with another man behind her husband's back. His words were so cold, so venomous, so hurtful!

“You’re right, I hate you, that’s why I begged you to come live with me in City A, gave you my bedroom, treated you like a grandson every day, sacrificed all my free time to do your laundry and cook for you… It was all my fault!” she yelled at him.

Jiang Diaokai nodded coldly, turned and went back to his bedroom. A moment later, he came out carrying his backpack and strode towards the door. Jiang Xinyue, seeing the situation was getting out of hand, rushed over and blocked the door.

“Where are you going?” she asked.

“Home.” He reached for the doorknob.

She pressed her body against him tightly: “This is your home, where are you going back to!”

“City B.” He opened the door with great force. She turned around and hugged his waist tightly. "A-Kai, don't go."

He glanced at her, then walked out without a word. She held on tightly, saying, "I'm sorry, it's all my fault. I shouldn't have yelled at you. Mom and Dad will be worried if you go back like this."

Perhaps the last sentence worked, because Jiang Diaokai stopped. Jiang Xinyue snatched his schoolbag from him. "I apologize, it's all my fault. Don't go. What will I do if you leave?"

After a moment of awkward silence, Jiang Diaokai walked past her and went back to his bedroom, slamming the door shut. Jiang Xinyue sat down on the floor with her schoolbag in her arms.

Jiang Wei arrived and looked at Jiang Xinyue's face. "Auntie, what happened?"

Jiang Xinyue shook her head. "You've come at the right time. A-Kai is a little unhappy. You can keep him company." Jiang Wei nodded understandingly and went into her room.

Jiang Xinyue was in a daze for a while when her phone rang. She thought it was Lin Nan, but it turned out to be Director Guo. As soon as the call connected, she was scolded by a stern face. No one expected her to be this kind of person, using favors as a publicity stunt to make money. The drama had barely started filming when rumors of discord between the male and female leads started flying everywhere, severely damaging the artists' images. Posts online criticizing Zheng Yihang and Zhong Yutong were already rampant, definitely affecting the drama's ratings…

Jiang Xinyue's mood plummeted, but she still had to be careful: "Director Guo, it's not like that… I'll come over now and explain to you in person…"

Jiang Xinyue walked to Jiang Diao's door and gently knocked: "Akai, Weiwei, I have to go out for a bit. If I'm not back for lunch, you can eat out." Hearing Jiang Wei's "oh" from inside, Jiang Xinyue went out.

After walking a short distance, she realized she hadn't brought her phone. Afraid of missing Lin Nan's call, she quickly turned back to get it. Entering the living room, she sensed something was amiss. She glanced at Jiang Diao's bedroom door, which was wide open, and heard strange noises coming from inside. She hesitated, then slowly walked over.

Reaching the door, she froze, covering her mouth with her hands.

Jiang Diaokai was playing games on the computer, while Jiang Wei knelt between his legs. The zipper of the boy's jeans was open, and a thick penis peeked out from the gap. Jiang Wei grabbed it and licked it little by little, like licking an ice cream cone. The girl looked ecstatic, making "smacking" sounds with her lips and teeth, occasionally letting out a soft moan from deep in her throat.

The sound was so lewd, the scene so decadent, Jiang Xinyue was stunned, her mind almost blank for a moment.

06-03
Chapter 032 Forbidden Game 1 (h)

Jiang Xinyue's phone and bag fell to the ground with a dull thud. She leaned weakly against the doorframe, as if struck by something. She simply couldn't accept what she had seen!

Jiang Wei covered her face and ran out of the room. Jiang Diaokai watched her silently.

Her face was ashen, her voice trembling: "What...what are you doing?"

"Didn't you see everything?" Jiang Diaokai raised an eyebrow.

His indifferent and flippant tone ignited her anger: "How could you treat Weiwei like this? She's only fifteen! How am I supposed to explain this to Captain Jiang?"

Jiang Diaokai chuckled: "What did I do to her? I didn't do anything. What did she do to me? Wasn't it when you forced her on me? Wasn't it when you wanted her to be your daughter-in-law?" His tone was full of mockery.

"I wanted you two to be together because I hoped you would have a good relationship, not..." She paused, a strange expression appearing on her face, turning red all the way to her ears. Anger, embarrassment, and a surge of rage... she wished she could faint immediately, hoping it would all be a nightmare when she woke up. She was almost blinded by rage, not noticing that Jiang Diao's pants were still open, his unusually large and swollen penis brazenly displayed in the air like a giant penis.

Jiang Xinyue turned around: "Hurry up and put your clothes on."

Behind her!! A rustling sound. After a while, Jiang Xinyue turned around, startled, because Jiang Diao was already standing behind her. He had actually taken off his jeans, wearing only a white t-shirt. His legs were long and strong, his physique athletic and muscular, and his large penis was blatantly exposed, swaying arrogantly. The boy showed no shame whatsoever; his eyes stared directly at her, filled with boundless danger.

Jiang Xinyue backed away, all the way to the door: "What are you doing? Why did you take your clothes off?"

"What do you think? Why are you hiding? Weren't you staring at me the whole time?" He approached, exuding a dangerous aura.

Jiang Xinyue turned to open the door, but he had already locked it. Jiang Xinyue turned back and suddenly slapped him: "A-Kai, are you crazy? How could you become so lewd!"

Jiang Diaokai's face darkened. He grabbed her wrist, pulled her hand between his legs, and Jiang Xinyue's fingers touched the boy's erect penis, thick, hard, and hot. She screamed and tried to pull her hand away, but he was very strong and forced her to touch it.

"So that's lewd? What do you call this then? How does it feel? Compared to Lin Nan's?" He deliberately stared into her eyes and asked.

Her eyes widened, almost forgetting to struggle. Who was this person in front of her! Was this still her A-Kai? The A-Kai in front of her seemed to have been possessed by a demon.

"What, thinking about your old flame? Remembering last night's intimacy? So eager for men? I was gone one night, and you went out to fool around with other men? Feel it, I'm bigger and thicker than him, aren't I? You, with your unsatisfied desires, must want to experience what it feels like to be penetrated..."

"Ah~~ Don't say anymore." Jiang Xinyue squatted on the ground, covering her ears with her hands: "This is a dream, this must be a dream..."

Jiang Diaokai bent down and pulled her hands away. He whispered, "This isn't a dream, it's real. Ever since I saw another man having sex with you, I've gone crazy. All I wanted then was to pin you down and fuck you hard."

Jiang Xinyue shook her head: "Don't say anymore! This isn't real, I want to go back to my room, I want to go back to my room..." She opened the door forcefully, and Jiang Diaokai pulled her body towards him, holding her chin firmly, and kissed her fiercely.

Jiang Xinyue struggled, hitting him, but it was no use. His kiss was so aggressive, almost stealing her breath. He wanted to devour her, sucking hard on her lips and tongue.

She clung to him, exhausted, and he took the opportunity to lift her onto the bed, tearing at her shirt. Jiang Xinyue clutched her clothes tightly: "No... A-Kai, what's wrong with you? I'm your sister, I'm your sister, we can't do this..."

"So what if I'm your sister?" Jiang Diaokai leaned down to look at her, "Do you know what the relationship is between Bao Xiaoyang and Bao Dalong? They're both siblings and lovers, and they're happy together every day..."

Jiang Diaokai pulled open half of her shirt, exposing half of her breast. Jiang Xinyue hugged her shoulders tightly, shouting with all her might: "I'm not your sister, I'm your mother... How could you do this to me..." Tears streamed down her face. She had never imagined that she would tell Jiang Diaokai about their relationship under these circumstances. Because of this, she had been troubled for a time, because she didn't know how to tell him. She was afraid of hurting him, afraid of not knowing how to face him.

Jiang Diaokai chuckled, but his eyes were icy cold: "Now you're willing to admit it? You're my mother... but in my heart there's only one mother. You're nothing. From childhood to adulthood, have you ever breastfed me? You haven't even given me a drop of formula, have you? Were you by my side when I was sick? Were you the first one to pick me up at the door when I went to school? No, you've done nothing for me. What right do you have to call yourself my mother? You don't deserve it, you're not even my sister. Don't mention the word 'mother' again, don't disgust me." He quickly stripped Jiang Xinyue naked. Jiang Xinyue cried and struggled, feeling a sense of despair. She even felt that this was God punishing her. She had wronged Akai; she had given birth to him, but abandoned him!

Jiang Diaokai tore off her clothes and tied her restless hands to the bedpost. He used his legs to pin her legs down, rendering her immobile. He looked down at her, down at her naked body. Jiang Xinyue felt utterly ashamed under his gaze, but she was powerless to do anything, only able to let his naked gaze fall upon her body.

"Let me go, Akai, please, let me go... I was wrong before, I will try my best to satisfy you in the future... Please, don't do this..."

Jiang Diaokai leaned down and said ambiguously, "Satiate me now." As he spoke, he cupped her breast with one hand, took her nipple into his mouth, and sucked on it. At first, it was as light as a newborn baby's, but then he gradually increased the force. Her nipple hardened and enlarged in his mouth, and he sucked on it painfully. His other hand slid down her lower abdomen, inserted into her thick forest, and grabbed and rubbed the hair on her pubic area.

Jiang Xinyue kept begging him to let her go, but to no avail. Although she protested inwardly, she could not resist the biological instinct, and her body reacted to him.

Even the nipple of the breast he hadn't played with stood erect, while the one he had been sucking on was sore and swollen. He rubbed it hard, deliberately making smacking noises, then released his mouth and used his fingers to flick the wet, swollen nipple for her to see.

"When it was full of milk, who did you give it to? Those wild men? Now I really want to suck out the milk, to make up for everything you owed me, even if it draws blood. But do you treat me like your son? Do your nipples get this hard and this big when a baby is suckling? Look, the other one is already erect before I've even played with it." As he spoke, he flicked the right nipple with his finger.

Jiang Xinyue arched her back in pain; she felt agony, shame, confusion, helplessness, and a desire to die.

"No, it's not like that, A-Kai, please don't do this, let me go... Dad, Mom, please save me..."

Jiang Diaokai sat up and moved closer to her: "Calling them won't do any good, they won't know. Don't worry, I won't let you go, I'll play with you properly." He knelt on the bed, the tip of his huge penis rubbing against her face, and she turned her head away in disgust. She

had never seen such a thick penis before. Jiang Diaokai was tall, strong, and handsome, but such a thick penis was still outrageous. Without clothes on, he looked like a handsome demon of desire. Jiang Diaokai grabbed her chin, forcing her to look at him. She turned her face away, and he turned her back.

"Stop nagging. The best way now is to shut your little mouth up." He pinched her chin, forcing her mouth open, and shoved his penis into her mouth.

"Ugh... Ugh..." She resisted him, but his was too thick. Her mouth was stretched wide, but only the tip could be inserted. He didn't go deep, just tried to pull in and out of her mouth. Even so, he felt a strong pleasure. Her mouth was small and tight, wet and warm, tightly enveloping and rubbing against her. Every time he pulled out, she coughed, and he quickly pushed it back in. When he pulled out again, his large glans was covered with her saliva. He moved down and rubbed her nipples with his saliva-covered glans.

Jiang Xinyue kept coughing, but Jiang Diaokai asked her wickedly in her ear, "How does it taste? Is it good? How does it compare to Lin Nan's? You must have eaten Lin Nan's thing, right?" His voice was full of awkward jealousy.

Chapter 033 Forbidden Game 2 (h)

"Cough cough..." Jiang Xinyue's cheeks were sore and numb from being stretched, and even saliva flowed uncontrollably from the corners of her mouth. She didn't care what Jiang Diaokai was saying; she just felt terrible. Just then, Jiang Diaokai spread her legs apart.

He pressed his hands under her knees, forcing her legs open as wide as possible, his eyes fixed on her crotch.

"Don't look..." Jiang Xinyue struggled fiercely, her legs tensing as she desperately tried to close them, but his hands were much stronger than hers, pressing her down firmly. Jiang Diaokai's eyes were filled with desire, and his erection throbbed painfully.

He groaned a few times, like a small animal, and grabbed her hand, making her touch his penis: "Ugh... It's so hard it's killing me. Touch it, have you ever touched such a hard cock?" He inhaled, forcing her fingers to spread and touch his big thing. "I almost came just from looking at it, so lame..."

Jiang Xinyue cried, tears and snot streaming down her face, tightly twisting her legs. Her fingers tried to close, but instead grabbed his penis. Jiang Diao took a breath, pulled out a tissue to wipe her face, but Jiang Xinyue turned her face away, refusing to let him touch her. He held her chin and wiped her face: "You'd better behave, because the more you resist, the sooner I want to devour you."

He seemed more interested in her lower body, threw away the tissue, and opened her tightly twisted legs again. Jiang Xinyue's skin was unusually white and translucent, while her nipples and genitals were lighter in color, making her look very beautiful and particularly arousing to men's lust.

This was the first time Jiang Diaokai had ever seen such delicate pink petals. Two perfectly shaped petals, shyly and tightly closed, contrasted beautifully against the snow-white skin and large patches of black pubic hair, making his lower body tremble with excitement.

He reached out and parted the petals, revealing an even lighter pink interior. The opening was completely closed; he probed several times with his fingers before finally finding the entrance. He slightly pried it open, but it vanished as soon as he released his grip. He had seen some women's genitals, deformed from being penetrated too many times, the opening always gaping open like a hungry mouth. Jiang Xinyue, however, looked like a virgin; she hadn't had sex with men many times and must still be quite inexperienced.

The more Jiang Diaokai thought about it, the more excited he became, unable to resist the urge to try. He held up his enormous weapon, rubbing its thick tip against her private parts, grinding against the opening of her labia. Jiang Xinyue's clitoris was barely visible, almost invisible, but after a few strokes, it seemed to become erect. At first, Jiang Xinyue was crying and struggling, but now she bit her lip, letting out painful moans, her waist arching and her hips rising and falling.

He found the spot, a smile playing on his lips. He moved his hand forward, grasping the top of his penis, sliding the large mushroom along the cleft. Jiang Xinyue's face flushed, her nipples erect, and her buttocks began to tremble.

"A-Kai, don't do this... please... stop..." Jiang Xinyue felt like she was dying from the pain. She endured the dual torment of reason and flesh, the shame driving her mad, but unless she died now, no matter how much she screamed or struggled, it would be useless.

After sliding a dozen times, he felt the lubrication, grabbed his penis, and saw that the glans was covered in sticky fluid.

“It’s flowing.” He said, bringing Nanbangguo close to her eyes. “Look, it’s flowing so quickly. I knew you were the kind of person who’s super wet, and the slightest touch will make you flow endlessly. You seem innocent on the surface, but you’re actually incredibly horny inside. Look, my big brother is all flooded by you, and your little sister is inviting it in for a visit. Don’t worry, it’ll be there soon…”

Jiang Xinyue shook her head vigorously, tears streaming down her face. He lowered his head and kissed her a second time, each kiss so intense it felt like he wanted to tear her apart. Jiang Xinyue whimpered pitifully like a kitten. He liked to forcefully grab her chin or the back of her head and suck on her lips.

He spread her legs with both hands, leaned over her, and pressed his lower body against hers, making it impossible for her to move. His hard penis pressed against her genitals. He turned his head to look at her: "I can't hold back anymore. I want to fuck you right now."

Jiang Xinyue shook her head in fear: "No, no, no... Please, A-Kai, please let me go..."

"No, it's already started. There's no turning back. If I don't touch you today, it will be tomorrow, the day after tomorrow, or the day after that. Otherwise, I'll suffocate one day..." He spread her legs and parted her petals with the tip.

"Damn, you're too small. I noticed when I looked at the photos. Lin Nan's penis almost burst you. I was really worried about whether I could fit in. But I heard that women's vaginas are very elastic. Where is the hole?" As he spoke, he had to use his fingers to find the entrance and slowly inserted it.

Jiang Xinyue's lower abdomen rose. She felt the huge, hard foreign object spreading open her genitals. She closed her eyes in despair, but her body involuntarily arched upwards and trembled.

"Ugh, it's too tight, it's going to snap..." Jiang Diaokai trembled from the stimulation, struggling to control his desire. He pressed his body against hers, pulling her legs wider with his hands, and thrusting deeply into her with his narrow hips.

Jiang Xinyue arched her body like a fish that had been chopped on a chopping board, her lower body feeling as if a huge, thick nail had been driven into it. His desire was too thick and long; her tight vagina couldn't accommodate him at all, so he broke in, reaching her cervix. Now, all her senses were filled with pain; her face contorted, and she groaned and cried in agony.

But he began to thrust, each time penetrating to the hilt. She was too small and too tight, her insides moist and wrinkled, every pore of his erection being scraped by her, making him want to explode immediately. He thrust repeatedly with excitement, enjoying the ultimate pleasure of heaven.

"Ahhhhhhh..." she whimpered, her voice filled with pain, but he, too excited and eager, ignored it. Her wrists, raw from the struggle, bore bloody marks. Finally, one of the pressure points broke, and she bent over, reaching out her free hand to grasp his desire.

The other half was still inside her, about to penetrate. Her face was pale, her fingers trembling. Watching her, watching those slender fingers tightly grip his thick member, Jiang Diaokai felt even more excited.

Jiang Xinyue bit her lip, her insides contracting painfully and squeezing him. She grimaced, "It hurts so much…don't go in anymore…it hurts so much…"

But she was very wet inside, constantly leaking fluid. She was very sensitive and aroused. Although her rational mind strongly resisted his intrusion, her body reacted naturally. The problem was that his size was simply too large; she couldn't accommodate it…

"Okay, I'll come out, let go of my hands..." he said patiently. Her hands moved away, but he still went in, though not all the way in, only two-thirds in. The next time was the same. She stopped crying out in pain, but used her free hand to push against his arm that was supporting her shoulder. Her lower body was even wetter, but still incredibly tight. Her long, white legs were being pounded by him, and her two white breasts were being pounded too, stimulating him. He lowered his head and took her nipple into his mouth. The nipple moved back and forth in his mouth automatically. He sucked on it, wanting to hear the lewd sounds. At first, he slapped her little buttocks, making a loud slapping sound, which was incredibly stimulating. But now he couldn't go all the way in, so he just sucked on her nipple, letting her hear the sound. He moved his lower body even harder and faster. Her body was being pounded by him, and she couldn't care less about struggling or screaming. She just bit her lip hard, and occasionally a muffled, suppressed groan could be heard from her throat.

Her hair was soaked with sweat, her eyes closed, her tightly pursed lips revealing her inner pain and physical repression. Her body stiffened, her lower body contracting incessantly, gripping him tightly. He groaned, his moans incredibly erotic and sexy, thrusting into her even faster. Their lower bodies trembled. Finally, he cried out, holding her tightly. They were both trembling. He ejaculated, all inside her.

Her body sprawled out like water, as he quickly withdrew, spreading her legs wide, staring at her genitals. Her body felt as if it had been scalded by a surge of hot lava, filling her completely, overflowing. Her tender vulva contracted, releasing a gush of white fluid that slowly dripped down her thighs, still contracting, then flowing out again, staining her swollen, crimson petals and black, curly pubic hair… The sight was utterly depraved.

Before it could flow out again, that clump of semen was inserted into her body once more. She shuddered: "No more... I can't take it anymore, I'll die..." It was already a fact; her struggles were futile. Now she could only beg, beg him to let her go.

"I'm going to fuck you to death." He moved slightly, making her lower body unbearably itchy. That terrible feeling returned, and she hated her body.

Chapter 034 Forbidden Game 3 (h)

Although he said that, Jiang Diao's movements were much gentler than the first time. He deliberately slowed down the pace, letting her feel his insertion and presence, and then slowly pulled out, completely withdrawing himself, watching her pink little hole open and close trembling empty, spitting out crystal-clear juices, and then he slowly inserted it again.

Jiang Xinyue seemed to have fainted, closing her eyes in despair, only her chest was constantly rising and falling, the amplitude of her body's fluctuations had slowed down a lot, and as he slowly inserted, she occasionally let out a few muffled moans from her throat.

Jiang Diao slowly lowered his body, this time fully inside, yet he didn't move. He simply felt her wetness, warmth, tightness, and writhing... He lay on top of her, their bodies completely intertwined, leaving no gap, so intimate, as if returning to the primal state of life. He had once been inside her, only then he was a part of her body, and now he was a part of her.

His chest pressed against her round breasts, his fingers caressing her fair cheeks, gently kissing her, kissing her closed eyelids, kissing her nose, her lips. Jiang Xinyue opened her eyes, her eyes once again misty with tears. She was completely unaccustomed to their intimacy, their private parts tightly intertwined, his semen filling her vagina and flowing into her uterus. She could be like this with any man, but not with him!

Her eyes were filled with sorrow as she murmured, "Get out, don't do this anymore..." His lips were still on one of hers, gently sucking. "Don't you think this is the most perfect way for us? Mother and child are just worldly definitions; giving birth without raising doesn't include that. But I was once a part of your body; we were one. Now we're just returning to our origins, following the will of heaven."

Nonsense! Jiang Diao's mind was always filled with bizarre fallacies! But she was now powerless to refute him, to scold him, to accuse him. She had been exhausted by him; fatigue and weakness had numbed even her sense of shame.

Her body tightened, contracting faster and faster. He wanted to shout, to thrust rapidly, but he only kissed her, like a meditating monk, testing his endurance. Besides, this moment was a rare and tranquil pleasure, the purest and most Zen-like fusion.

Only the ringing of a cell phone broke the brief silence. Jiang Xinyue's phone vibrated on the floor, the screen displaying the name "Lin Nan."

Jiang Xinyue's eyes brightened slightly as she softly murmured "Lin Nan," as if savoring a tiny glimmer of hope. But those two soft words were like boiling oil poured over Jiang Diaoxin's heart, instantly igniting his anger.

He stared at her and asked, "Who are you calling?"

Jiang Xinyue was startled by his expression.

"Say it again?" Jiang Diaoxin demanded.

Jiang Xinyue naturally dared not utter another sound.

“When we’re so intimate, you’re calling out another man’s name,” Jiang Diao accused. “Is it because I haven’t satisfied you? Or do you want the man on top of you right now to be him? I can’t satisfy the latter, because I can’t conjure up a Lin Nan. But I might try the former.” He got up to untie the straps on her hands. Jiang Xinyue panicked, “What are you doing?”

His hand caressed her breasts, his lips close to her ear. “I heard… that penetration from behind is a position humans learned from mating dogs. That position allows the penis to penetrate the deepest, the intercourse the tightest…” He then effortlessly flipped her over. Jiang Xinyue naturally wouldn’t submit so easily. Just as he was about to use force, the doorbell rang. They both instinctively looked towards the door.

Who was it? Who was it? Jiang Xinyue desperately hoped it was an alien rescuer, though she knew it was impossible, she still pitifully clung to that hope. Jiang Diaokai pulled her hands and feet to position her, and she knelt on the bed. He held her buttocks in place, and Jiang Xinyue twisted her body, which only made it clearer for him to see between her legs. Her petals were swollen, and the small opening was still dripping with a little sticky fluid, which looked quite interesting from behind. He stroked his thick member and slid it between her buttocks, the shock and stimulation making her tremble all over.

The doorbell rang several times before finally stopping, but then there was a loud knocking at the door, and Lin Nan's voice came in muffledly: "Xinyue... are you home... Xinyue..."

It was Lin Nan! Hope swirled in her heart but quickly disappeared like a soap bubble. What good was it if he came? No one could save her now.

Jiang Diaokai chuckled: "You really came to my door. Didn't you want to see him? I'll take you to see him now." After saying that, he picked her up, and Jiang Xinyue shook her head in panic: "No, no, I don't want to see him, I don't want to see..."

"Saying one thing and meaning another." He glanced at her and carried her out.

He gripped her legs with both hands, pressing her back against the door. Before she could prepare, he thrust his thick, long penis inside her, this time without restraint, each entry and exit thorough.

Outside, Lin Nan continued to knock persistently. Inside, Jiang Diaokai was brutally ravaging Jiang Xinyue. His thick, long penis pierced her, stretched her to bursting, pinning her to the door again and again. She wanted to scream, but desperately suppressed it, sweating from the pain, her nails digging into the boy's flesh. Yet, the immense pain did not drown out the pleasure; it was like a demon, infiltrating everywhere, sneering at the agony, wrestling with it, indistinguishable from it… He reached his climax, thrusting even faster, her face contorted, the door behind her creaking loudly as it was slammed against her.

“New Moon, are you home? Open the door quickly, I couldn’t get through to you on the phone, I was so worried…”

She tilted her head back, her mouth agape like a fish out of water, her body convulsing. He had already withdrawn from her body, the white fluid flowing down her legs, dripping onto the floor. The filth of their intercourse dripped continuously from between her legs, utterly obscene.

She thrust her chest forward, pressing it against his chest, letting out a deep moan as he penetrated her again, gently moving in and out. He looked into her eyes and commanded, “Tell him you’re home.”

Tears streamed down her cheeks like a broken string.

Lin Nan was still banging on the door: "Xinyue, why aren't you saying anything? Xinyue, what happened? Are you there?"

"Lin Nan..." She gasped for breath, because of his trembling, because she was sobbing, "I'm home..."

"Open the door for me, what's wrong, Xinyue, are you sick?"

"No... it's the door... uh..." She bit her lip. After a few shallow thrusts, he suddenly plunged in deeply, then ground against her hard, the intense friction making her body tremble. "It's the door... it's broken, I can't open it no matter how I try... You go first, I'm fine..."

"I'll call a locksmith..."

“No…no! It’ll be fine in a minute, I…I’m really okay, just a little headache, I want…to rest, you should go back…” She spoke each word with great difficulty.

“Is A-Kai there?”

He stared at her, and she looked back at him, their lower bodies tightly intertwined.

“Yes…don’t worry…I’ll have him fix it later…”

Lin Nan finally left, and she cried in despair.

“No…not here, someone will hear us…”

He lifted her away from the door, holding her like he had seen her and Lin Nan in the photo, continuing to thrust until finally, he pulled out, white semen shooting like silver threads onto her rounded chest, sticking to her breasts in a white, sticky mess, flowing down her snow-white skin.

Jiang Diaokai played with her nipples, looking at her plump white breasts covered in semen, he praised, “So beautiful…isn’t it…?” She could only stand upright with his support, how could she answer his question? He pulled her close and kissed her lips, she fell into his arms, letting him do as he pleased.

Chapter 35 Jealousy and Lust Intertwined

Once a long-starved beast gets the food it has been craving, it will never be satisfied. Jiang Diaokai took her three or four times in a row, and Jiang Xinyue was already exhausted, without even the strength to struggle. Jiang Diaokai took milk and bread from the refrigerator and fed her. Jiang Xinyue's stomach was already empty; she hadn't eaten lunch, and it was already five or six in the afternoon, but she had no appetite and shook her head, refusing his offerings.

Jiang Diaokai threatened her: "If you don't want to eat bread, does that mean you want to eat me? Otherwise, you'd better eat bread obediently."

Jiang Xinyue was forced to chew the tasteless bread, which was like white wax. Jiang Diaokai fed her while eating himself, his gaze leisurely wandering over her body. He had quickly replenished his energy, and while she was still slowly chewing, he had already invaded her body again. She closed her eyes, knowing that he wouldn't let her go so easily.

In the morning, Jiang Xinyue stood in front of the bus stop waiting for the bus, looking somewhat listless in her suit. She didn't know what time she fell asleep last night. He wouldn't let her sleep, constantly playing with her body, his enormous beast thrusting endlessly inside her... Her back felt like it was about to break, and her lower body was still swollen, reminding her of the unbearable events of the previous day with every step.

When she came to her senses, the bus had already roared away. She sighed softly, leaning her limp body against the bus stop sign again, her thoughts sinking into a swamp once more.

Loud, lewd sounds emanated from a private room at the Flower Rain Club. A huge screen, as large as a wall, was playing a pornographic film depicting forbidden acts between mother and son; the boys were standing or lying down in various positions.

Bao Dalong teased Bao Xiaoyue, "I have a lollipop here, want one?" Gao Zhao mischievously added, "We all have one, what are you showing off for?"

Bao Xiaoyue glared at them, "You two are so irresponsible."

Bao Dalong got impatient, "What do you mean by showing off? I really have one." He produced a brightly colored lollipop from somewhere and proudly waved it at Bao Xiaoyue, "Want one?" Bao Xiaoyue's eyes lit up, and she pounced on it, "I want one! I love lollipops!"

But Bao Dalong wouldn't give it to her, tossing the lollipop around to tease her. Accidentally, the lollipop fell on Jiang Diaokai. Bao Dalong was filled with remorse, looking like he'd caused a huge disaster, while Bao Xiaoyue covered her mouth with her hand.

Jiang Diaokai casually picked up the candy that had fallen on his lap, reached out, and a faint smile played on his lips. "Here, didn't you like it?" His voice was so calm it was almost gentle. Bao Xiaoyue was stunned. After a moment, she quickly took the candy from Jiang Diaokai's hand, her face turning red.

Bao Dalong sighed and whispered to Gao Zhao, "Boss seems to be in a particularly good mood today?"

"I can tell," Gao Zhao agreed.

Nangong Ji turned to look at Jiang Diaokai. He had noticed that Jiang Diaokai seemed like a different person the moment they met. His gaze suddenly stopped on Jiang Diaokai's arm, where there were some faint marks—marks left by nails digging into the flesh… Nangong Ji's expression changed. He tried to suppress the bad premonitions in his heart, thinking, it won't be that fast.

Jiang Xinyue got off the bus one stop early and went to the pharmacy to buy birth control pills. Although it wasn't her first time buying them, this time she felt even more uncomfortable, as if everyone was staring at her, their gazes sharp and contemptuous. After paying, she hurriedly ran out, swallowed the pills, and couldn't help but shed two more tears. She wiped them away and walked to work.

Jiang Xinyue spent the entire morning in a daze. Her phone rang countless times without her noticing.

"Hello, Miss Jiang, Jiang Xinyue, it's your phone!" Yu Wei reminded her several times before she snapped out of it, mechanically picking up the receiver: "Hello, who is this… hello…"

Yu Wei rolled her eyes: "It's a cell phone, not a landline!" Jiang Xinyue looked at her before finally picking up the phone and answering. Yu Wei muttered softly, "Usually quite clever, what's wrong with her today?" On the other end

of the line was Director Guo, furious: "Jiang Xinyue, where's your face-to-face explanation? I waited for you all day yesterday, and you were nowhere to be seen! Where did you go? Who did you explain to…?"

Where did she go…? She wished she could have gone somewhere else instead of being locked up at home by Jiang Diaokai for a whole day and night… Her eyes welled up with tears, and her voice was thick with emotion: “I’m sorry, Director Guo, I’m sorry…” What could she say now? It

was already past work hours, and all her colleagues had left the office, but Jiang Xinyue remained sitting blankly in her seat. At this moment, Lin Nan walked in. Jiang Xinyue looked up at him, but the instant her eyes met his, she quickly turned her head away.

Lin Nan gently turned her face back to him: “You look so pale. Did you not sleep well last night? Did you miss me like I did?” He gently stroked her cheek with his fingertips. “Yesterday I was desperate to see you, but your door was broken, or were you deliberately punishing me? Today I’ve been suppressing my feelings all day, afraid that you’d say talking to me during work hours would be inappropriate. It’s so hard for me. Now I’ve finally caught you, but were you waiting for me? What’s wrong? Are you crying…?” Lin Nan’s expression turned serious.

Jiang Xinyue turned her face away and shook her head: "No..."

"Are you sick? You look really bad, and your expression is off. What happened? Tell me if anything's wrong..." Lin Nan stroked her hair, his large, warm hands.

Jiang Xinyue lowered her head and remained silent for a while before saying, "Suddenly, I feel like life is meaningless..."

"Nonsense," Lin Nan gently scolded, "You're not allowed to say things like that. What happened to make Xinyue suddenly say this?"

"Nothing," she denied, but her heart clenched painfully, "I'm just a little lost, I don't know where to go, and I really don't want to go home..."

"Come with me, Xinyue, I missed you, I missed you so much." Lin Nan gently rested his chin on the top of Jiang Xinyue's head and hugged her. Jiang Xinyue moved closer to him, stretched out her hands and tightly hugged his waist, like a drowning person grabbing the only piece of driftwood. She buried her face in his chest, and her cold and empty heart slowly felt a sense of security and warmth.

Nangong Ji has his own apartment, and he occasionally stays at Lin Nan's place. That night, he received another call from Uncle K and immediately drove back to his father's apartment. After parking, he rushed upstairs. When he saw the neatly arranged women's shoes by Lin Nan's bedroom door, his heart pounded; he was too late.

Back in the bedroom, he turned on his phone, and the scene in Lin Nan's bedroom came into view.

Lin Nan was sitting on the large bed, legs spread apart, with Jiang Xinyue kneeling between them like a maid. Her upper body was off, her two round breasts swaying like pigeons. She tilted her head back, revealing her beautiful neckline, and was giving Lin Nan oral sex.

Lin Nan tenderly stroked her long head: "What's wrong today? You usually won't do it even when I ask."

Jiang Xinyue sucked on his tip earnestly, smiling pitifully, enveloping most of it.

Watching the woman he longed for day and night use all her skills to perform oral sex on his father, Nangong Ji felt his blood boil. Jealousy and lust raged through his body, and his eyes burned red.

Chapter 36 Indulgence

"New Moon..."

Lin Nan was a gentle lover. While he was "loving" Jiang New Moon, he didn't forget to softly call her name, giving her the most affectionate caresses with his soft lips. Jiang Xinyue was always relaxed when she was with Lin Nan, and this time she was even a little unrestrained. Lin Nan's rhythm was gentle; he covered her and moved lightly, and with each thrust, she arched her body to receive his pleasure. As the passion intensified, tears slowly slid down Jiang Xinyue's cheeks...

Meanwhile, in another room, the scene on the screen was incredibly alluring. The trembling of that small, delicate opening with each insertion of a thick object was clearly visible. The boy's pupils contracted from the stimulation, as if vibrant sparks were burning and extinguishing in his eyes. His body was experiencing the sensations of a volcano and an iceberg, the sensory stimulation and inner disgust reaching their peak, driving him almost to madness. However,

her tears were like a sudden awakening, instantly bringing him back to his senses. Why was she so unrestrained yet crying in despair? The usually gentle Lin Nan would never let her be so extreme, only... all the images overlapped in a flash, and the answer was obvious. Was there any need for verification? Her tears, the state of her entire body, had already betrayed her.

Surprise, doubt, jealousy, anger—emotions shifted like a whirlwind.

"Open it, you're so quick..." she finally uttered, each word a tangible pang. Jealousy was a deadly poison; if one was poisoned to death, they were destined to drag someone down with them.

Nangong Ji plugged in her phone's data cable, her fingers nimbly clicking, and two pictures were quickly sent.

"Baby, why are you crying?" Lin Nan gently sucked at her tears. "Was I too rough? Did I hurt you?"

"Don't stop, don't stop, please don't stop... a little harder, if it hurts, I won't think about anything..."

"You have something on your mind..." Lin Nan brushed aside her damp hair, pulling away slightly to look at her.

Jiang Xinyue shook her head desperately: "I don't have anything on my mind, I just miss you so much. Don't leave, love me with all your might... ah..."

Lin Nan deeply penetrated her: "I'll take you to heaven now..."

"Mmm... ah... mmm..." She had never moaned like this before, like a performance, as if she were shouting out her soul so she would no longer feel the pain. The abrupt ringtone of the cell phone stubbornly rang out amidst the sounds of their struggle and the woman's moans.

"May your eyes only see smiles,"

"May every tear you shed be moving,"

"May every dream you have from now on not be in vain,"

"If heaven and earth are truly worth praising,"

"It's because of you that things have become so noisy..."

It was Jiang Diaokai's exclusive ringtone. She had never set a ringtone for any man, not even Lin Nan; Jiang Diaokai was the first. All these years, she had always held him in her heart... And isn't every mother like that? No mother doesn't worry about her children, even if they were once an accident.

And now, how could she accept that her son had become her man! What tormented her even more was that he had taken her body, yet he was still her son, her blood, her flesh; she couldn't even hate him…

The ringtone she set for him, every word a whisper of her heart, told him he was the most important person in her life, that she wanted him to be happy, to have dreams, even if he shed tears, those tears would be precious, moving… It was her favorite song, always deeply moving, but now it was the greatest torment.

The song finally stopped, and Lin Nan poured all his passion into her body; her soul finally emptied, drifting to the clouds.

Nangong Ji slammed the computer shut, muttered a curse under his breath, and went into the bathroom. Meanwhile, another boy, after making several phone calls and gritting his teeth, was looking down at his masterpiece, the omnipotent worm of jealousy spreading like a mad virus along the radio waves.

He looked at the two freshly printed pictures; this wasn't the first time he'd felt this way, but this time it was even more deadly. The woman in the photo was so alluring and avant-garde, giving a man oral sex, moaning as he pinned her down… His eyes were pitch black, but his face was frighteningly pale.

Suddenly, he stood up and rushed out of the house.

In the morning, Jiang Xinyue stood under the showerhead, washing her body. Her thoughts were still scattered, her fingers unconsciously tracing the soft texture of her skin. She knew Lin Nan had quietly gotten up and tidied himself, knew his tender kiss, knew he had gazed at her for a long time before leaving, and she had been pretending to be asleep—pretending to be asleep ever since the passion of the previous night. As

soon as Lin Nan left, she got up and went into the bathroom. The emptiness of last night's indulgence was now completely gone, and her mind was once again in chaos. Her fingers could feel the alluring curves of her body, tracing down her breasts and trembling as they touched between her legs. She couldn't forget that moment, that feeling… Jiang Diao's thick penis had repeatedly entered and exited her, shame, depravity, pain, even mixed with a terrifying pleasure. That day, he had dragged her into hell… Her body slowly slid down, she covered her face, her shoulders heaving, tears streaming through her fingers.

What to do? What to do? What to do? What… what should she do?! She

didn't know how much time had passed, it felt like an eternity, before she dried herself, put on Lin Nan's oversized pajamas, tightened the straps, making her waist appear incredibly slender. She went downstairs absentmindedly, her tired expression undisguised, because she knew that only the servants were in the mansion at that moment.

The aftereffects of performing oral sex on Lin Nan yesterday tormented her as she regained consciousness. She covered her aching left cheek with her hand, dragging her floor-length pajamas into the dining room. Seeing Nangong Ji at the dining table, she froze, her mind completely blank. She just stood there, covering her cheek, staring blankly at him.

The young man's already refined face also possessed a pair of clear, bright eyes—eyes that seemed to possess innate wisdom. When he looked at you, you felt as if he could see right through you. Moreover, she wondered if it was just her imagination, but at that moment, those gentle eyes seemed to hold a hint of coldness.

Under the young man's gaze, she realized her incongruous attire. Embarrassed, she didn't know what to say. Just as she was at a loss, Nangong Ji greeted her gently with a "Good morning.

" "Did you sleep well last night?" he asked casually. A faint blush rose to her face. "Um, not bad..."

He looked at her; her long, drooping eyelashes couldn't hide the large dark circles under her eyes, making her look even more frighteningly haggard. "You only have dark circles when you sleep well, right?"

She gasped, touching her face with her hand, embarrassed.

“I understand, no need to explain.” He smiled, winking at her, his teeth gleaming brightly under the light.

She felt even more embarrassed. Remembering how he had confided in her as his most trusted confidante, a strange sense of guilt rose within her. All young people probably feel the same way; regardless of their birth mother, no one wants another woman to usurp their place.

“Ji, will you…hate me?” she asked.

The boy smiled, his tone unusually gentle. “How could I? I really hope you can be my stepmother, so I can rightfully receive your care, just like A-Kai.” As the smile faded, he stood up and left the restaurant, leaving Jiang Xinyue stunned. Nangong Ji quickly

walked out, rubbing his forehead. If he stayed any longer, he didn't know what he would say to her. Where had his excellent self-control gone? He almost ruined the perfect image he had painstakingly cultivated. Author's Note: What will Jiang Diaokai do next…?

Chapter 037 Forced Kiss

Guo Weimin, nicknamed "Old Playful Boy" in the industry, is famous but extremely approachable, especially with those he likes, where he's always joking and carefree. However, he's a completely different person when he's on set; he's a notorious "devil," daring to scold even award-winning actors, let alone ordinary ones. Actors tremble with fear under his direction, yet everyone, big or small, desperately wants a role in his productions. There's no way around it; working for him guarantees fame.

Director Guo has lost his temper again, and the cast and crew on set are practically silent. This was the first kissing scene between the male and female leads. The male lead forcefully kissed the female lead, and they had to do countless takes. Director Guo was jumping up and down, yelling at Zhong Yutong: "Are you a blockhead? How come you don't have any reaction at all? Shouldn't you at least have a reaction when someone forces a kiss on you? You messed up such a simple scene like this. I was blind to have chosen you."

Then he yelled at Zheng Yihang: "Did you kiss a block of wood? Huh? You kissed the woman you like, and you call yourself a Best Actor? I spit on you!"

Only Zheng Yihang dared to defy the director: "Didn't you say she's a block of wood? What kind of feeling can you have when kissing a block of wood..." Before he could finish speaking, Director Guo threw the thick script at him. Zheng Yihang nimbly dodged it and even had the leisure to make faces.

At this moment, Guo Weimin spotted Jiang Xinyue in the crowd and pointed at her, saying, "That lady, come here, come here." Jiang Xinyue walked over apologetically, "Director Guo, I'm sorry, I..."

Guo Weimin waved his hand impatiently, "Go and replace Zhong Yutong, show her how to act a kissing scene."

Jiang Xinyue was surprised and pointed at herself, "Me?"

"You! Go! What, you can't even give me this much face? You just made my male and female leads unable to act, and now you want to ruin this scene again?" Director Guo's voice was booming, his beard bristling and eyes wide, his words alone enough to scare anyone half to death.

Jiang Xinyue walked helplessly toward Zheng Yihang. She stopped because Zheng Yihang's bright and passionate gaze startled her. Before she could react, he forcefully kissed her. Her first reaction was to push him away and hit him, but Zheng Yihang's lips seemed to be stuck with superglue, like a giant jellyfish that she couldn't shake off.

Applause erupted, and Jiang Xinyue, still half-asleep, gave a live lesson. Director Guo finally smiled and began lecturing Zhong Yutong, spitting everywhere.

Jiang Xinyue sat in the lounge waiting for Zheng Yihang. She had just finished a half-hour "negotiation" with Director Guo, but when she came to look for Zheng Yihang, she couldn't find him anywhere. Finally, she couldn't help but ask Zheng Yihang's assistant, Chen Yingjun, "Miss Chen, where did your boss go?"

Chen Yingjun rolled his eyes, "Who knows which mouse hole he's hiding in. He probably did something 'wrong' and is too afraid to come out and see Miss Jiang."

"Stop joking, I have important business to attend to. Go and find him for me." Jiang Xinyue was too lazy to banter with him.

At this moment, Zheng Yihang was sitting in the stairwell of the emergency exit, his expressions quite varied. One moment he was frowning, the next he was smiling, then he was touching his lips in a daze, then he buried his face in his arms and smugly. Chen Yingjun's sudden appearance startled him, and he quickly took his hand away from his lips and put on a cool expression.

"Look how pleased you are, hiding here reminiscing. So all that kissing this one woman?" Chen Yingjun mocked.

Zheng Yihang raised an eyebrow: "What are you talking about? I've kissed countless women, one more won't make a difference. I'm just having my own little drama, don't bother me."

"I don't want to bother you either. Miss Jiang is waiting for you in the lounge. Usually, when Reporter Jiang arrives, she's all over her, what's wrong today?"

Zheng Yihang coughed: "I was just about to go to the restroom..." He tried to slip away, but Chen Yingjun grabbed him. "Stop pretending. I heard Reporter Jiang already has a boyfriend, that Lin, the editor-in-chief of their newspaper..."

Zheng Yihang hesitated, "What does it matter to me whether she has a boyfriend or not?" Chen Yingjun shook his head and pushed him into the lounge.

Zheng Yihang wasn't as lively as he usually was around Jiang Xinyue; he was reserved and deliberately used a nonchalant attitude to mask his slight shyness. Jiang Xinyue opened her eyes, noticing nothing unusual about Zheng Yihang. Seeing him, she complained about where he'd been.

Seeing Jiang Xinyue was the same as usual, Zheng Yihang visibly relaxed.

"Hey, what's wrong with this woman? I just kissed you, don't you even have a basic reaction?" He kicked the chair and sat down opposite Jiang Xinyue.

Jiang Xinyue glared at him: "And you said I was almost out of breath just now."

"This kind of clueless woman really disappoints me..." Zheng Yihang shook his head.

"Stop joking, I have something important to tell you. I just discussed something with the director..."

"Hey." Zheng Yihang interrupted her, suddenly becoming a little serious: "Can I ask you a question first?"

"What question?" Jiang Xinyue looked at Zheng Yihang's slightly serious yet slightly evasive eyes with surprise.

Zheng Yihang tossed his hair: "I heard from Elon that you have a boyfriend, is it true?"

Jiang Xinyue's expression changed slightly: "Miss Chen is so gossipy, what does it matter to him whether I have a boyfriend or not?"

"Just curious, do men really like a woman as oblivious as you?" Zheng Yihang joked, but his eyes didn't laugh at all.

Jiang Xinyue sighed: "Yeah, how could anyone like a woman like me?"

Zheng Yihang pursed his lips: "Then, it's not true?"

Jiang Xinyue nodded, a hint of sadness in her eyes: "Of course, you believe Miss Chen's words?"

Zheng Yihang's stiff shoulders relaxed, and he chuckled: "I knew it, how could any man be so reckless?"

Jiang Xinyue hit him: "You're so annoying! Let's go, let's go out."

Zheng Yihang stood up, his face full of surprise: "What, are you going to treat me to something or...?"

Jiang Xinyue turned Turning around, Jiang Xinyue said, "If you say things like that and I still treat you to food, am I crazy? It's for taking pictures of you and Zhong Yutong. You two have to act very intimate, go to a fancy restaurant together, and take intimate selfies during the meal... then accidentally get caught by paparazzi... and then the rumors about your discord will be dispelled. This is the strategy the director and I discussed..."

Zheng Yihang plopped back down in his seat: "I'm not going. Who wants to eat with that woman?"

Jiang Xinyue turned back to look at him: "Don't act like a child. This is good for both of you."

"I don't care if it's good or not, I'm not eating with that kind of woman." Zheng Yihang started playing a mobile game.

"Can you be a little more professional? It's not a real meal, it's just for show." Jiang Xinyue looked helpless. "

I'm not going to play along." Zheng Yihang shrugged and continued staring at his phone screen.

"I offended Director Guo, and it took a lot of effort to come up with this plan before he forgave me. Can you just consider it a favor?" Jiang Xinyue said seriously.

Zheng Yihang turned off the game and crossed his legs: "Last time you said that since I agreed to work with Zhong Yutong, you would come to visit the set every week, but you stood me up and haven't been seen for a month..."

"I've really been very busy... I'll be more careful next time, okay? Okay, okay, let's go, okay?"

After much coaxing, Jiang Xinyue finally managed to coax Zheng Yihang to the Western restaurant. She carefully accompanied him, using up all the sweet words she would say in her next life in advance, before coaxing Zheng Yihang and Zhong Yutong to do various intimate things, looking like a pair of good friends or lovers who were not quite lovers. She only breathed a sigh of relief when Director Guo looked at the finished product and nodded in satisfaction.

Sitting on the bus on her way home, she realized she was on her way back. Zheng Yihang, her friend, always made her feel relaxed, and with a busy day, she hadn't had time to think about anything else; she had almost forgotten about that incident. But that was just a temporary escape. She couldn't not go home, she couldn't avoid seeing Jiang Diaokai. Now her heart was heavy and filled with fear. She desperately wanted the driver to stop; she wanted to jump out immediately, to escape wherever she could, never wanting to go home. But she couldn't. The bus carried her closer and closer to the source of her fear, her heart clenching, almost shaking uncontrollably. What to do next? Her mind was a complete blank.

Chapter 38 My Darling

Jiang Diaokai should have been home from school by now, but the house was empty; his bed showed no signs of being slept in. She was incredibly conflicted. Initially, her heart tightened slightly when she realized Jiang Diaokai wasn't there, but his room was spotless, devoid of any human presence, meaning he hadn't been home at all. Her nerves, which had just relaxed, slowly tightened again. She began to panic, her heart pounding in her chest.

She paced around the living room like a caged animal for a dozen times before finally rushing into the bedroom. She frantically rummaged through her bag for her phone and dialed, her breath quickening as she awaited a response. But Jiang Diaokai's phone went unanswered.

Nangong Ji—that's right, Nangong Ji! The name flashed through her mind like a lifeline. She dialed the number urgently.

Nangong Ji was currently sitting leisurely in the monitoring room of a boxing club. This club was one of the many businesses owned by the Nangong family, insignificant and unremarkable. If Jiang Diaokai hadn't been there, he wouldn't have even remembered it.

Despite its appealing name, the club was a den of iniquity, a place where death, injury, gambling, brawls, and even power-for-sex deals played out daily. On the monitor, a tall, strong professional boxer relentlessly attacked Jiang Diaokai. Jiang Diaokai could have defended himself, but for some reason, he lacked any offensive instinct, merely passively taking the blows. After several rounds, his face and body were already bruised and battered.

Jiang Diaokai was struck in the head by a boxer; his eyes instantly turned black and blue, his brow bone was broken, and the blood was gruesome. Nangong Ji hissed in shock. Just then, the phone rang, and Jiang Xinyue's name flashed on the screen.

Nangong Ji watched the name dance around, not in a hurry to answer. He only pressed the answer button when it rang a second time. After only one "hello," Jiang Xinyue's voice rushed into his ears: "Ji, is Akai with you?"

"It's you, sister." He called her softly, sounding surprised. "What, isn't Kai home? I didn't see him at school today. I thought he skipped class occasionally to stay home with his sister." After saying that, he glanced at the monitor; Jiang Diaokai's face was already stained with blood.

"He didn't go to school?" Jiang Xinyue's voice panicked instantly. Nangong Ji frowned slightly as Jiang Xinyue said, "Then where did he go? Is he with Bao Dalong and the others? I hope nothing happened to him..."

"Sister, did something happen between you and Kai?" he asked knowingly.

There was a moment of silence on the other end. "It's nothing... A-Kai and I had a fight... Could you help me find A-Kai? Because you two are always together."

"I'll go look for him right away. Don't worry, sis, A-Kai will be fine. I'll contact you immediately if I hear anything about him." Nangong Ji hung up, stood up, straightened his clothes, and left the room.

School had already let out at Wancheng Middle School. The group walked into their old hideout, Huayu, together. Bao Dalong said with considerable worry, "Where did Boss go? I received a call from my sister during class. She asked if I knew where Boss was. She sounded like she was about to cry, so anxious. It made me a little worried too. What about you guys?"

Everyone's expressions implied that they had received the call. Bao Xiaoyue said, "Although Kai is usually pretty cool and seems indifferent, I always feel he cares a lot about his sister. I'm not worried about what will happen to him, but it's one thing for him to go where he doesn't tell us, but why doesn't he tell his sister?"

"Nangong, help us look for him. Where has Kai gone to have fun? It's pitiful that he left his sister behind. I almost cried when I heard her voice on the phone," Gao Zhao said.

Nangong Ji nodded, "We're looking for him."

Jiang Diaokai wasn't at school, so where could he be? What places does he usually like to go besides school? Jiang Xinyue then sadly realized that she knew far too little about Jiang Diaokai. Besides calling Nangong Ji and Bao Dalong, she didn't know where to look for him!

All her feminine instincts were stripped away; now she was just a mother. The anxiety she felt was something no one could understand—a heart-wrenching worry and anxiety. Only now did she suddenly remember City B. That's right! How could she be so confused? A-Kai must have gone back to City B! Like someone suddenly grasping at a straw, she quickly dialed her mother's number.

She didn't dare ask directly, instead chatting indirectly with Jiang's mother for a few minutes. Judging from her mother's tone, it didn't seem like A-Kai had gone back, and her hope instantly vanished. She forced herself to chat with her mother for a few more minutes before hanging up, afraid her mother would notice her inconsistency.

That night, she sat on the living room floor, listening to the sounds at the door, hoping her phone would ring. But everything was quiet. She drifted off to sleep several times, only to be awakened by nightmares. Finally, a faint white light appeared outside the window.

The phone rang abruptly in the silent space. She woke with a start and grabbed the phone to answer.

Jiang Diaokai was shot in the abdomen and collapsed to the ground, vomiting blood several times. Nangong Ji gently clutched his chest; he was still somewhat distressed. He spoke into his phone, "Sister, we found A-Kai. He's working as a sparring partner at the XX Boxing Club..."

"A-Kai!"

Hearing Jiang Xinyue's heart-wrenching cry, Jiang Diaokai turned around and then swayed and collapsed. His face was covered in blood, and he looked extremely frightening. The moment Jiang Xinyue saw him, her heart shattered.

Jiang Xinyue stayed by Jiang Diaokai's bedside. His blood-covered face had truly terrified her. Now that the blood had been removed, he finally looked somewhat normal. He had stitches in his brow bone and was still unconscious.

She was still shaken. After the surgery, the doctor scolded her, "Are you his guardian? What happened? Letting a minor do such a dangerous job? He almost had internal organs rupture. If that had happened, this child would have been ruined."

Thankfully, he was alright. She clasped her hands together in gratitude. She carefully wrung out the hot towel, opened the ward door, and her heart sank – Jiang Diaokai was gone from the hospital bed!

She grabbed the nurse and asked, "Where did the boy go?" The nurse shook her head in confusion. She turned and ran outside, out of the ward, and saw Jiang Diaokai at the hospital entrance. Although he was wearing a hospital gown, she recognized his tall and imposing figure at a glance.

"A-Kai, why are you running around like this?" she yelled, her eyes red with anger. The boy, however, remained aloof. Even in his hospital gown, he stood out. Apart from his pale face, bandages, and bruises, his recovery ability was astonishing.

He glanced at her, ignored her, and continued walking out. Jiang Xin blocked his way: "A-Kai, where are you going?"

"None of your business," he said coldly, about to leave again, when Jiang Xin grabbed his arm tightly.

“Don’t go to the club…”

Jiang Diaokai looked her down, his eyes cold and deep. “Then where do you think I should go?”

“Come home with me. Your injury needs to heal.”

“Are you sure?” he asked meaningfully.

Did she have any other choice? Judging from his posture, he was going back to the club to die again. She would rather die than let him go again.

He finally agreed to go back with her, and her heart finally settled down. She carefully stood beside him and waved for a taxi, but when the taxi stopped, he stepped onto an oncoming bus. She quickly apologized to the driver and rushed over to knock on the door. Fortunately, the bus driver let her on.

Seeing Jiang Diaokai standing tall and handsome on the handrail, she breathed a sigh of relief, grabbed the handrail, and began to sway with the current in the crowded bus, enduring the pain of being squeezed in the crowd while also keeping an eye on Jiang Diaokai.

A tall, handsome young man in a hospital gown with bruises naturally garnered 100% attention, and Jiang Xinyue became one of the "observers." Her body was thrown forward again by the car, landing on a man's back, with a girl pressing down on her. Then a hand reached out and easily grabbed her, shoving her into the seat that had just become available.

She looked up at Jiang Diaokai, who was also looking at her, a smirk playing on his lips, his eyes filled with mockery. She immediately looked away. The car continued to sway, his body occasionally brushing against her shoulder. She felt awkward, but forced herself not to think about those things. His health was the most important thing now; if he got injured again, she wouldn't survive either. (Chapter 39, "We are one ") "Young Master, stop drinking."

In the bar, the tall, burly Uncle K, who had been guarding Nangong Ji, finally spoke up to dissuade him after seeing him drink glass after glass. "Uncle K, have you ever been jealous of anyone?" Nangong Ji took a sip of wine and turned his head slightly. His profile was melancholic and aloof under the lamplight. "Of course I have," Uncle K answered honestly. "But why do you ask this, young master? How could you be jealous of anyone? You have everything others have, and you lack nothing others don't..." "Uncle K, you're wrong." Nangong Ji smiled bitterly. Jiang Xinyue's heart-wrenching voice and her grief-stricken embrace of Jiang Diaokai flashed through his mind. He was deeply shaken at that moment. "I will only be jealous of one person in this life. Even if she has a place for me in her heart in the future, I will never be able to surpass her." He picked up his wine glass, stared at the clear liquid, and murmured, "Why isn't that place mine..." Jiang Xinyue opened the door, brought Jiang Diaokai slippers, and watched him change. She pulled him to the sofa in the living room, wrung out a hot towel to wipe his face, and then found medical alcohol to treat the bruises and minor injuries on his face. She held the cotton swabs carefully and meticulously, afraid of hurting him. At first, he cooperated well, sitting upright and not moving his head. But slowly, his eyes followed her fingers, and his breathing became a little unsteady. Then, he suddenly reached out and grabbed her wrist, spilling alcohol onto his pants, soaking a large area. "Stop it," she scolded, trying to push his hand away, but his fingers were tightly gripped, his eyes fixed on her. After a few seconds of eye contact, she immediately turned her head away. "Stop it, you're still injured." "My injury is nothing," he said, still scrutinizing every expression on her face. "Why did you call me back?" "Because you're my family," she said, her voice trembling slightly. "No matter what happens, family ties can never be erased." He snorted. "What does calling me back mean? If we continue to live together, I'll think you've tacitly approved of something." "Let's not talk about this now, let's focus on healing first." She tried to pack her things and leave, but he grabbed her wrist. "No matter what you say, this is what I believe. Some things, once they've happened, can never be undone. Besides, isn't everything alright now? We were one, we exist because of you, I only gave myself back to you. Only when our bodies and souls are united is it the most natural way. But you are still free, I have no right to interfere. You can go find other men, you can stay out all night, and I am free too. When you stay out all night, when you're entangled with other men, don't worry about what I'm doing. My self-harm is none of your business. If you have a conscience and come back to check on me then, maybe you can still collect my body. If you're so happy you don't want to leave, then you can even skip the funeral." "What are you saying!" Jiang Xinyue glared at Jiang Diaokai, her eyes reddening. Jiang Diaokai looked directly at her. "I'm serious, I'm not joking." Jiang Xinyue closed her eyes and bit her lower lip hard, trying to control her emotions. Just then, her phone rang. She rummaged through her bag and took it out. A hand with distinct knuckles was held out to her. She looked up at Jiang Diaokai. "What?" Without a word, Jiang Diaokai snatched the phone from her hand. It was Lin Nan calling. He put the phone back in her hand and gestured for her to answer. "I'm fine... um, found it, it's okay, I'll go to work tomorrow... okay..." Jiang Xinyue hung up. Jiang Diaokai smiled. "What a good man, so gentle. How could I not go see such a good man..." Jiang Xinyue ignored him and put the phone back in her bag. But the phone rang again. Thinking it was Lin Nan again, she didn't even glance at it before Jiang Diaokai took it back. "Who is it this time? Zheng Yihang, the name sounds familiar..." Jiang Xinyue took the phone from him and answered. Zheng Yihang was complaining on the other end about why she left without a word, without even saying goodbye, and asked when she planned to visit the set. Jiang Xinyue gave a few perfunctory words and then hung up the phone. "Why did you stop talking? I won't bother you on the phone, I told you you're free," Jiang Diaokai said. "There's nothing much to say," Jiang Xinyue said indifferently. "Really? Or is it inconvenient for you to talk while I'm here? Isn't this Zheng Yihang that famous big star? What... is your relationship?" "Just ordinary friends," Jiang Xinyue said. "Really just ordinary friends?" Jiang Diaokai asked skeptically. Jiang Xinyue wanted to say something but held back, only nodding and humming in agreement. Jiang Diaokai took her phone and looked through it. "You're busy with work." With that, he turned off her phone. "Why did you turn off my phone?" Jiang Xinyue asked anxiously. Tossing her phone aside, Jiang Diaokai said casually, "Because I don't want to be disturbed anymore." After saying that, he leaned closer to her, grabbed her shoulder with one hand, and turned her face towards him with the other, showering her cheeks with wet kisses. Jiang Xinyue's hands were nestled against his chest. She pushed against his chest, "No..." He pulled away, drawing her into his embrace, their waists pressed tightly together. He kissed her lips, clinging to her like a leech, a passionate and domineering deep kiss. She could only whimper. The hardness of his lower body pressed against her, burning her. She couldn't escape. His hands moved down, pressing her against his body. His large hands ran through her hair, the sticky kisses a wild abandon unique to the young man. He only released her after the doorbell rang countless times. Her hair was disheveled, her cheeks flushed, her lips moist and red. "Who's so inconsiderate, knocking at this hour? Go see who it is." His tone was cool, his eyes filled with affection and a hint of a smile, his words both commanding and affectionate. Her chest heaved, she looked utterly disheveled, and though she wanted to say something, the doorbell rang like a death knell. In the end, she said nothing, tidied her hair, and went to open the door. Jiang Wei, who hadn't shown her face for days, arrived. Seeing Jiang Diaokai's state, she cried out in distress, her heart aching. Jiang Xinyue felt a pang of anxiety, and her cooking became listless. The usual cheerful atmosphere was absent from the three-person table. After a long silence, Jiang Wei spoke: "Aunt Jiang, Kai and I aren't...not yet...you understand what I mean. I'm sorry you saw that day, but it was my own choice. Kai didn't force me. My feelings for him are genuine...I hope you can accept me and agree to us dating." Jiang Diaokai didn't eat; he just leaned back in his chair, watching Jiang Xinyue's response. Jiang Xinyue was silent for a moment before saying, "Weiwei, you and Akai aren't a good match. Don't come looking for Akai anymore..." Jiang Diaokai sat up and started eating with his chopsticks. Jiang Wei was a little impulsive: "Why? Didn't you used to want us to be together?" Jiang Xinyue smiled bitterly: "I used to think you were both very innocent, but... you're still young. Think about making friends after you go to university." "Auntie, how can you say that? This isn't your era anymore. We have the freedom to date. Kai and I both want to continue dating..."

"I never said that," Jiang Diaokai interrupted her coolly. "Are we dating? How come I didn't know? I respect my sister's opinion. Whatever she says goes. If she says you shouldn't come anymore, then don't come. It's for your own good. You need to understand. Okay?"

"Kai..." Jiang Wei looked aggrieved.

"Didn't you understand? Do you want me to say it again?" Jiang Diaokai said coldly.

"Jiang Diaokai, you're a jerk." Jiang Wei cried and ran away.

The two of them ate their meal in silence. After they finished, Jiang Xinyue cleared the dishes, and Jiang Diaokai took her hand: "Come with me to see a movie."

Jiang Xinyue lowered her head and said softly, "Akai, let's have a good talk."

"More lectures? I don't have anything to talk about with you. Maybe I'd be interested in other topics."

"Let's forget about that incident. Let's pretend it never happened. Let's live like before, okay?" she pleaded.

“No.” Jiang Diaokai released her hand. “You want to abandon me again? Fine, then leave me alone. Let me fend for myself. My life or death is my own business.” With that, he walked out.

Jiang Xinyue stepped forward and grabbed him. “Akai, don’t force me…”

Jiang Diaokai turned his head. “You’re the one forcing me. I just want to stay by your side and not be abandoned again. Heaven has already destined us to be one. You abandoned me once, and now you want to tear me apart again? Let me tell you, you only have two choices: either let me go and leave me alone, or accept me and let me be close to you.”

Jiang Xinyue cried, and Jiang Diaokai went over to wipe her tears. “You don’t want me to leave, do you? How could I bear to leave you? Come on, right now I want you to watch DVDs with me.” He pulled her into the living room, pressed her down on the sofa, and went to the bedroom to get the DVDs.

He returned quickly, plopped down on the floor, leaned against the sofa, and casually stretched out his long legs, pulling her into his arms. Her back pressed against his chest, and he wrapped one arm diagonally across her chest, holding her close. Jiang Xinyue silently shed tears. He lowered his head and kissed her cheek, holding a disc in his right hand for her to see: "Hmm... I just randomly picked one, don't know if it's good or not, it's about forbidden mother-son ethics... Let me read you the synopsis: The mother's legs are wide open, letting her son, Yang Yi, fuck her wildly, her flower hole is filled with lustful fluids..."

Chapter 040 The Son is So Perverted (H)

Jiang Xinyue was in a state of pain and contradiction. She didn't know what to do, she had no choice, and tears were the only release for her pain and confusion. She was trapped in the quagmire of emotions and couldn't extricate herself. She had no mind to listen to what Jiang Diaokai was saying, and didn't even realize that she was being held intimately in Jiang Diaokai's arms.

Jiang Diaokai put the disc into the DVD player and came back, still holding her close. On the screen, Yang Yi, the son, is peeping at his mother taking a bath. Wu Daizi is naked under the showerhead; the forty-year-old woman, half-mother, has a fair, voluptuous body and full breasts. To the sixteen-year-old Yang Yi, such a mother is incredibly alluring.

Jiang Diaokai casually watches the screen, occasionally leaning down to kiss Jiang Xinyue lightly, a kiss that, though faint, still reveals a strong possessiveness. He "thoughtfully" whispers in her ear, explaining the scene: "Yang Yi is the same age as me, sixteen too. He's peeping at his mother taking a bath! That son is so perverted. I've never done anything like that." He speaks shamelessly, without batting an eye, unaware that he has done far worse and said far more lewd and obscene things.

Seeing that Jiang Xinyue didn't react much, only staring blankly, he lowered his head and nibbled on her earlobe. She trembled slightly and reached out to push his face away, saying, "Don't do this..." Her voice was weak and powerless, lacking any confidence. Jiang Diaokai liked the feeling of her soft palms pushing against his face; her fingers would sink into his cheeks, creating an intimate, skin-to-skin contact. He stubbornly resisted for a while, but when she couldn't push him away and her strength weakened, he smacked his lips and kissed her fingers instead. She immediately pulled her hand back as if she had been electrocuted.

Jiang Diaokai's heart was itching with arousal. Jiang Xinyue was naive; she didn't have much experience with men. Although she was much older than Jiang Diaokai, her reactions were like those of a teenage girl. She possessed a blend of womanly and girlish qualities, and the proportions were just right, perfectly natural, forming a unique charm that no one else could imitate. This was what made Jiang Diaokai particularly infatuated.

On the screen, Yang Yi had already slipped into the bedroom while his mother was masturbating. He spread Godako's thighs, admiring her wet, wanton vulva. Jiang Diaokai used his fingers to move Jiang Xinyue's chin, turning her face towards the screen. Jiang Xinyue was seeing that scene. She gasped and turned her face away, her cheeks immediately flushing red.

Jiang Diaokai chuckled silently: "See? That woman is so slutty, actually seducing her own son. Just one look and he's already dripping wet. Yang Yi is truly blessed. But Mom's vulva must have been fucked countless times by men; it's all dark now. So Yang Yi likes mature women. And you're not even a young mature woman yet. It's all pink and tender there. I wonder how many times I'll fuck you before it turns into the color of Yang Yi's mother. I'm really looking forward to it..."

"Stop talking..." Jiang Xinyue covered her ears, burying her face in her knees like an ostrich. Jiang Diaokai leaned down: "Don't want to hear what I have to say? You want me to do it? Oh... that's what I wanted. If you don't want to watch the DVD, I have something more fun to do with you. Don't you want to watch it anymore?"

Jiang Xinyue shook her head: "Please... let's not do this anymore... let's not do this anymore..."

Jiang Diaokai's eyes turned cold: "You asked me to come back, which means you've already tacitly agreed to everything. If we keep being so coy, neither of us will be happy. Why bother? If you don't want to watch it, we'll find something more fun to do." He tightened his grip,

and Jiang Xinyue was terrified, grabbing his hands: "No, no, don't..." "Don't want to?" he asked in a low voice, his voice carrying a hint of coldness and threat, "Then watch the DVD with me properly, and don't be so childish anymore, or I'll punish you properly for being so disobedient." He pulled her up, adjusting the angle of her eyes so she could see the screen.

The sounds of debauchery filled the room. Yang Yi rode on top of his mother, thrusting relentlessly. Wu Daizi swayed her snow-white buttocks, her juices flowing freely as Yang Yi penetrated her. She groaned loudly, the slapping sounds of flesh against flesh exceptionally clear.

"Mom, do you like it when I fuck you?" Yang Yi asked.

"Ahhhhhhh," Wu Daizi groaned as she answered, "Harder, faster, Yang Yi, fuck Mom to death!"

"Today I'll fuck Mom to death, fuck Mom's pussy clean..." Yang Yi slapped Wu Daizi's buttocks as he thrust, and Wu Daizi cried out even more ecstatically, uttering even more vulgar words.

“Look how honest this woman is, completely unlike some people… Why can’t her son sleep with her? Not only can he, but he gives her even more pleasure than her husband, doesn’t he?” He corrected her gaze. “Don’t close your eyes. Closing your eyes means you want to sleep with me. Oh, this woman’s breasts are so big, they’re almost falling off from being shaken by her son, but I prefer smaller ones…” He pressed against her back, his hand kneading her breasts through her clothes. Her clothes bulged from his kneading, and she bit her lip lightly, grabbing his hand to stop him from moving.

He didn’t insist, but one hand slipped inside her skirt. Her body stiffened with obvious panic, and he held her tightly with one arm to prevent her from moving. Her skirt fit perfectly, the waistband was tight, and his hand went in inch by inch, with difficulty, his fingers pressing tightly into the flesh of her lower abdomen.

“Ah…” When his fingers reached her thick pubic hair, she squeezed her legs together tightly, her upper teeth unconsciously biting her lower lip. Unable to penetrate her, he turned her face to kiss her, biting open her lips and thrusting his tongue inside. Her teeth loosened, and her legs gave way. His long, slender middle finger probed between her legs; the texture there was exquisite. He pressed close to her, letting her feel the changes in his lower body. His finger parted the tightly closed, soft petals and explored further.

She twisted her legs, making his "journey" exceptionally stimulating.

“It’s all wet.” He whistled. “I thought you were unmoved, but you’re already soaked, even your underwear is soaked. You’re such a repressed slut. Yeah, unless you’re a saint, how could you not feel anything when you see such a lewd scene? In my eyes, you are indeed a saint, but you are the only saint in the world who is secretly slutty.”

He pulled his finger out and held it in front of Jiang Xinyue’s eyes. His slender middle finger was covered with glistening nectar. He deliberately touched his two fingers together, pulling out sticky, lewd strands in front of Jiang Xinyue.

"I've never tasted anything from a woman's vagina before, I wonder what it tastes like, want to try some?" He tried to put his finger in her mouth, but Jiang Xinyue kept her mouth tightly shut and shook her head violently. Jiang Diaokai shrugged regretfully and actually put his middle finger in his own mouth, smacking it lightly. Jiang Xinyue blushed deeply: "You—"

"So delicious," Jiang Diaokai's dark eyes stared at her seductively, then he whispered in her ear, "I want to eat it directly, suck that little hole with my lips, suck out all the honey... How come Yang Yi thinks the same way as me, look..."

On the screen, Yang Yi was lying between Godako's legs, sucking on the woman's vulva with his lips and tongue, the scene was very lewd.

"You're wet again, I heard the sound." Jiang Diaokai said with a sigh, Jiang Xinyue closed her eyes in embarrassment, Jiang Diaokai's hand reached into her skirt again, "!" The skirt zipper! Jiang Diaokai simply ripped off her skirt and panties, revealing her slender white lower body and bare legs. He pressed his chest against her back and pulled her legs upward.

"No..." She struggled like a chick, bending her knees, but he opened them and pressed her into his arms so he could see her. Before him was a large patch of thick, dark hair, spreading down her snow-white abdomen. Seeing the unusually thick, curly hair intertwined with her delicate, snow-white skin aroused endless desire in the man.

Chapter 041 The Little Wolf's Perverse Pleasures (h)

Jiang Diaokai's slender penis pressed tightly against the petals, curving inward and inserting into the honey hole hidden by the water plants. Jiang Xinyue arched her body, her long hair cascading down his shoulders, her legs pressed down by him, her lower body tightly contracting. His fingers felt as if they were being sucked by soft, moist lips, the nectar flowing between his fingers, smooth and warm.

"Ah," he groaned softly, "So much honey water, for whom is this honey water produced? Isn't it for someone named A-Kai?" His eyes were fixed on Jiang Xinyue, whose cheeks were flushed and whose posture was shameful. She twisted her body uneasily.

His fingers explored her body like drills. She bit her lip, her brows furrowed slightly, and she moaned softly. Finally, he withdrew his fingers, and two drops of crystal fluid dripped from his fingertips onto her flat, snow-white abdomen. He lowered his head and used his lips to suck up the nectar, kissing her lower abdomen, around her navel, downwards, and gently kissing the skin around her vulva. When he kissed her inner thighs, her legs trembled slightly, and her body trembled as well. The crystal-clear honey water flowed down her thighs.

"So sensitive, you keep flowing as soon as I kiss you," Jiang Diaokai said, his fingers following the trail of honey water, his fingertips covered in sticky fluid. He rubbed her clitoris with his wet fingertips.

"Mmm...mmm..." Jiang Xinyue's lower body moved uncontrollably, and glistening fluids flowed down. Her face contorted in pain as she grabbed Jiang Diaokai's hand, "No, no more..." But Jiang Diaokai wouldn't listen. His fingers moved even faster, and Jiang Xinyue's entire body arched upwards. He brought her to orgasm, her lower body now sticky and wet. Her raised lower body slumped down, her cheeks damp with sweat, her chest heaving.

Jiang Diaokai's fingers plunged into her vagina again. Now she was incredibly sensitive, her petals slightly swollen. He slid slowly, fully entering and then fully withdrawing, watching her expression.

She closed her eyes, moaning softly as he entered, her lower body gripping him tightly. As he withdrew, her vagina contracted as if alive. She was incredibly wet inside, her fingers slick with fluid.

He whispered in her ear, "Looks like it's ready. The hole is full of water, tight and slippery. It's inviting me, saying it wants to eat my big brother."

Jiang Xinyue's face showed panic, because the first time had left her with some trauma.

"No, don't, don't go in..."

"You're so heartless. I'm almost bursting. Look at Yang Yi's mother, she let Yang Yi fuck her to death. When will you say something like this to me? I really want to hear it." He traced the shape of her lips. Jiang Xinyue shook her head, her eyes pleading. Jiang Diao said, "You don't believe me? It really hurts so much down there. I want to put it in right now. If I put it in, the water will definitely gush out, like a spring..."

As he spoke, he pulled his pants down to his buttocks. The boy's penis between his legs was frighteningly large. He grabbed it with his hand and showed it to Jiang Xinyue, "Look, look how much my big brother has been pent up. Even the veins are bulging."

The shockingly huge glans and thick shaft made Jiang Xinyue's face turn pale, and she turned her head away. Jiang Diaokai turned her face away, and she desperately closed her eyes. Jiang Diaokai laughed, "Do you think it's too ugly? It's feeling wronged. Although it's ugly, it's very practical. It will make your sister feel so good that she'll be wet. Touch it and see. As long as it sees you, it gets hard as hell." He grabbed Jiang Xinyue's hand and stroked his penis. Under Jiang Xinyue's fingers was that hot and hard monster. She didn't want to touch it, but Jiang Diaokai forced her to "caress" it. Jiang Diaokai even put his "thing" next to her cheek. This big monster rubbed her soft cheek affectionately, and she resisted by turning her face away.

Jiang Diaokai said, "If you don't let my little brother touch you, I'll shove it down there."

Jiang Xinyue didn't dare move. The TV made a "splattering" sound. It turned out that Wudaizi was giving Yang Yi oral sex. Yang Yi's entire penis was inserted into Wudaizi's mouth, and he was saying, "Mom, make your voice louder, make it more slutty." Wudaizi sucked on his penis, and the splattering sound became louder and more lewd.

"I want you to be like Yang Yi's mother, otherwise I'll put it down there, the whole thing in..." Jiang Xinyue trembled. Jiang Diaokai made her open her mouth. Jiang Xinyue knelt on the ground and opened her mouth. Jiang Diaokai slid the head of his penis on her soft lips, tracing her lips, and then slowly probed in and rubbed her little tongue.

"Ugh... um..." she was forced to make a sound. He made her lick him. She stuck out her little tongue and licked the tip of his penis. Jiang Diaokai groaned and made her continue licking. She licked his penis little by little.

"Like a cat scratching an itch, a little harder." He pressed her head down, making her tongue press against his penis. He groaned with extreme pleasure and then demanded, "Kiss my balls too." As he spoke, he lifted his penis up, making her kiss his scrotum. Jiang Xinyue hesitated for a moment before licking the soft thing. He made her take it all into her mouth and suck on it little by little. Jiang Diaokai was enjoying her licking so much that he couldn't help but lift her chin and put his penis into her mouth. He wasn't in a hurry, slowly putting it in halfway and then slowly pulling it out. This was enough for Jiang Xinyue to endure. Her mouth was sore from his stretching that she kept whimpering.

Oral sex didn't save her from being penetrated. Jiang Diaokai wouldn't let the most important part pass, he thrust tirelessly. This time he didn't force her, adhering to the "two-thirds" rule. Her vagina was tight and wet, and he, young and energetic, with a thick, hard penis, gave each other intense pleasure, regardless of their physical relationship. However, Jiang Diaokai's demands were insatiable, and Jiang Xinyue's strength was exhausted. Jiang Diaokai, on the other hand, had excellent stamina and lasted an astonishingly long time. The first time he penetrated her, it took him over an hour to ejaculate. The immense pleasure left Jiang Xinyue utterly exhausted; she wished she could fall asleep immediately. But before long, Jiang Diaokai spread her legs and penetrated her again.

Jiang Xinyue woke up in the morning with aches all over her body. She hadn't slept well, but she was too tired and sleepy. The first feeling upon waking was discomfort, a painful fullness in her lower body. She moved slightly and realized that Jiang Diaokai was holding her from behind, both of them naked, and Jiang Diaokai's penis was still inside her. They had slept like this all night.

Her movement woke him up too, and even his lustful lion was awake. Feeling the change in the monster inside her, Jiang Xinyue cried out in surprise.

He covered her breasts with his hands, preventing her from moving, and lazily asked her, "Where do you want to go?"

"Stop it, I need to get up," she said.

His hands began to fidget, pinching her nipples. She groaned, her brow furrowed. In the early morning, his desire surged to its peak, no longer suppressed as it had been the day before. He lifted one of her legs and thrust rapidly, each time penetrating to the very end. She couldn't bear his size and cried out in pain, her face contorted, her body trembling violently.

Fortunately, he withdrew quickly this time, only for ten minutes, but those ten minutes felt like two hours the previous night. He was ecstatic, stretching freely, the boundless pleasure sending him soaring to the heavens.

Her lower body, now swollen and flushed, convulsed as she released his essence little by little, a scene of unparalleled ecstasy. Finally, after the climax, he let her go to take a shower.

Chapter 42 Afraid of Being Killed by Him

Jiang Xinyue finished showering and changing her clothes, went to the kitchen to pour hot water, and was about to put something in her mouth when Jiang Diaokai grabbed her hand. He had followed her into the kitchen at some point, his naked body like an Apollo statue, strong and muscular. His recently satisfied penis now swayed like a giant eagle between his legs, a sight that made one's heart race.

He pinched a small blue-white pill between two fingers and asked her in a lazy tone, "What is this?"

Jiang Xinyue turned her head away, her face instantly turning red, filled with embarrassment and awkwardness. Seeing her silence, he glanced at the small medicine bottle on the table, his sharp eyes instantly recognizing what the pill in his hand was.

"What's wrong? Why do you still look like you're seeing me naked for the first time? Weren't we already so intimate?" he teased, secretly enjoying her shy and embarrassed state. He held the pill in front of her. "Open your mouth."

Although she wanted to disappear into the ground, remembering his insatiable demands last night, she had to take the pill. She obediently opened her mouth, but just as she was about to take the pill in, he pulled it out again. This happened several times, until her face, flushed like the sunset, finally showed anger.

He stopped teasing her and put the pill in her mouth, but instead of pulling his fingers out, he made a very lewd gesture, treating her mouth as… Jiang Xinyue's saliva dripped from the corners of her mouth. She couldn't bear it any longer and pushed his hand away. "Stop it, we have to go to work."

She took the pill and tried to turn away, but he pulled her back, kissed her fiercely, and pressed her body against his thick, hard penis. Jiang Xinyue was so frightened that her legs went weak. Fortunately, he had had his fun and finally let her escape.

She stood at the bus stop waiting for the bus, her eyes watery and her lips glistening. Nangong Ji had been watching her for a long time. His car followed slowly behind her, and he sat in the back seat, his gaze never leaving her. His refined face was calm and expressionless, but seeing the serene flower, nourished by passion, bloom alluringly, no one could guess what he felt inside.

Finally, he got out of the car and walked up to her. She still didn't notice him, lost in thought. He raised an eyebrow slightly in displeasure, then his expression softened again.

"Sister," he called softly, "I was just passing by and happened to run into you. How about I give you a ride to work?"

She was surprised, staring at him blankly for a couple of seconds, seemingly not quite understanding. Then, for some reason, a faint blush rose to her face. Unlike before, she didn't smile at him sweetly, and her gaze avoided his direct eye contact.

"Oh... no need, it's too much trouble... taking the bus is very convenient, thank you..." she said politely, and then ran to the approaching bus. Nangong Ji turned around, coldly watching her retreating figure until the bus drove away.

He sensed her avoidance and rejection. Why was that? He hadn't done anything, and he'd even helped her find A-Kai, while A-Kai had done everything, yet she was rejecting him…

Jiang Xinyue looked at the fleeting street scene outside the window, then slowly lowered her head. She knew that Nangong Ji wasn't necessarily just passing by or doing it on a whim. They had hit it off immediately; he wanted to be close to her, to treat her like a sister or a mother. Her actions towards him today must have hurt him, right? But for some reason, after A-Kai treated her that way, seeing Nangong Ji again filled her with panic and shame. It was because he and A-Kai were too close, or rather, he was another A-Kai. Seeing him felt like a painful, painful re-examination of the truth she didn't want to dwell on.

She didn't want any further contact with Nangong Ji or even Jiang Diaokai's friends. Right now, she just wanted to bury her head in the sand like an ostrich.

But she didn't live in a fairy tale; reality continued. She had to earn her own living, go to work, and face the person she least wanted to face—Lin Nan. The day was long and chaotic. She avoided Lin Nan, knowing she would eventually have to face him, but for now, she just wanted to bury her head in the sand. Her emotions were fragile, yet her body continued to protest. She woke up feeling very uncomfortable. Jiang Diaokai had taken her many times last night, until she fell into a deep sleep. She hadn't expected him to stay until this morning, when he had taken her again, fiercely and wildly… This uncomfortable state persisted; her lower body felt like it was being filled with something enormous, swollen and painful. She went to the bathroom once, and when she urinated, it burned. Afterward, she dared not drink much water; her lips were dry and peeling.

After work, she rushed away, afraid of being caught by Lin Nan. She couldn't face him. She didn't go home but went to the hospital and went to the gynecology department. She was terrified. Jiang Diaokai had been so crazy and unrestrained these past few times; she was afraid he would really kill her.

The test results came back: vaginitis. The female doctor prescribed medication and earnestly told her, "Don't do that too often; it's bad for women. And don't try everything. Sometimes you need to refuse a man's unreasonable demands."

Jiang Xinyue blushed and left, crumpling the test report and throwing it in the trash can.

Lin Nan had just learned about his father's medical checkup from a college classmate, Zhang Yang, who was the attending physician there. Zhang Yang accompanied him from the office, telling him not to worry about his father's health. Lin Nan, however, caught a glimpse of Jiang Xinyue coming out of the gynecology department. He was somewhat surprised; he noticed Jiang Xinyue was avoiding him today. He had called her several times, but she hadn't answered. They had reconciled, so he wondered what he had done to upset her. He wanted to ask her immediately, but he was preoccupied with other things. He wanted to chase after her right away, but stopped in front of the trash can.

He opened the test report; the results were clearly visible. Zhang Yang leaned closer, his tone somewhat disdainful: "You know that girl? Girls these days are too open-minded. They're plagued by all sorts of gynecological diseases before they're even married, and some even have had multiple abortions..."

Lin Nan stared at the lab report, his expression changing.

"Zhang Yang, could you help me find out the specifics of this girl's illness?" Zhang Yang hesitated, giving Lin Nan a strange look, but still nodded.

Chapter 43 Little Tyrant

Jiang Xinyue opened the door, and Jiang Diaokai was standing in the living room waiting for her, his eyes following her every move. She silently changed her shoes in the entryway, walked past him into the bedroom, and he said with dissatisfaction, "Hey, what kind of attitude is this?"

Jiang Xinyue glanced at him and asked indifferently, "What kind of attitude should I have?"

Jiang Diaokai stood in front of her and bent down slightly: "What do you think? How should you treat your lover? Isn't there a saying that a day apart feels like three autumns? We haven't seen each other for three years. When you see me, you should be throwing yourself at me."

Jiang Xinyue glared at him, not wanting to pay attention to him, and turned to walk inside. Jiang Diaokai grabbed her and pulled her into his arms. Jiang Xinyue pushed him away, afraid that he would act recklessly, and her tone softened: "Okay, I should cook now, don't make trouble."

Jiang Diaokai pointed to his mouth, and Jiang Xinyue sighed softly, tiptoed and gave him a light kiss on the lips. Only then did Jiang Diaokai let go of her.

Looking at the empty refrigerator, Jiang Xinyue realized she needed to buy groceries. As she changed her shoes in the entryway, Jiang Diaokai asked, "Where are you going?"

"I'm going to the supermarket, I'll be right back," she replied.

"I'm going too," Jiang Diaokai followed.

"I'll be back in a bit, you stay home and watch the house," she said, naturally not wanting him to come along.

"No way," he snatched the non-woven bag from her hand, scoffing, "So old-fashioned."

The supermarket was a ten-minute walk away. Jiang Xinyue walked ahead, while Jiang Diaokai followed behind her with his hands casually swaying. Passersby frequently cast glances at them, because Jiang Diaokai was so conspicuous. Jiang Xinyue was on edge, as if a ticking time bomb was hanging behind her. Fortunately, Jiang Diaokai stayed a few steps behind her and didn't do anything out of line.

It was her first time shopping at a supermarket with Jiang Diaokai, and she didn't know he had this habit of treating the supermarket like his own home. As soon as they entered the supermarket, he didn't even ask what she needed at home. He just tossed whatever caught his eye into the cart, and she had to painstakingly put everything back for him.

"We already have all these things at home."

"We don't need this at all."

"This is too expensive; we always use other brands at home."

... As she was rambling on, Jiang Diaokai suddenly grabbed her shoulder and slammed her against the shelf. His gaze was intense, and his lips had that youthful, moist sheen.

"You're so nagging, so nagging that I really want to kiss you..." He actually kissed her, pressing his body tightly against hers. The hardness of his lower body made her panic. Could young men really go into heat at any moment? This question flashed through her mind. She kept pushing him away, finally managing to push him off. She gasped, "You... don't do this, there are cameras..."

"There aren't any here, this is a blind spot." The computer genius said confidently. It turned out that young men could still be so clear-headed when they were in heat. His lips were even more moist, and his eyes were even darker. He wrapped one arm around her waist and pulled her hand to touch his hard lower body. Jiang Xinyue struggled, but he panted and refused to let go of her: "Just touch, just a touch." He pressed her hand down so she could touch him, a low moan escaping from deep in his throat. His hand around her waist slipped inside her clothes. Jiang Xinyue knew that if she didn't stop him, he would take advantage of her, and if someone found out, she would be too ashamed to live.

She opened her mouth and bit his neck. Jiang Diao let out a low cry and pushed her away.

He glared at her, threatening in a low voice, "Don't you want to live anymore?" She ignored him and walked on. He took a few quick steps and grabbed her hand, but Jiang Xinyue tried to shake him off.

"In public, don't do this..." her voice was barely audible. He ignored her completely, his hand stroking the teeth marks on his neck, and said fiercely, "Are you a dog? Biting so hard, wait till I get back I'll tear you apart."

He pulled her to the left, and she had no choice but to run after him in small steps. "Hey, where are we going?"

"Help me pick out some underwear." With that, he had already pulled her to the lingerie section, the shelves filled with a dazzling array of men's underwear.

Jiang Xinyue blushed slightly: "You pick it yourself, I'll wait for you over there." Before she could turn around, he pointed at her with his index finger, his chin slightly raised, looking extremely arrogant, as if to say: You try walking over there. Jiang Xinyue was finally overwhelmed by his arrogance. He picked out three pairs of underwear for her to see: "Pick one for me from these three."

Jiang Xinyue was about to say "anything is fine" when she heard a boy's excited voice: "Boss! Boss!" Turning around, she saw Bao Dalong and Bao Xiaoyue standing hand in hand in front of them, Bao Dalong looking excited.

"Bao Dalong," Jiang Diaokai said calmly, "You two go to the supermarket all the time, huh?" He said meaningfully, but suddenly thought of himself after having obtained Jiang Xinyue's body, and suddenly realized something.

Bao Dalong scratched his head embarrassedly, while Bao Xiaoyue looked at Jiang Xinyue and then at Jiang Diaokai in surprise, and said, "Sister, that's too much, you even picked out underwear for Akai?"

Jiang Xinyue couldn't hide her feelings, and her face turned bright red. Bao Dalong tugged at Bao Xiaoyue: "What are you talking about? An older sister is like a mother, my mom even picked out my underwear for me."

Jiang Diaokai scoffed and urged Jiang Xinyue, "Hurry up, which one is it?" Jiang Xinyue was extremely embarrassed and grabbed one at random, stuffing it into his arms. Jiang Diaokai unfolded it and saw that it had an eagle painted on it. He smiled with satisfaction. Bao Dalong clicked his tongue: "Sister has pretty good taste."

Jiang Diaokai glanced at him sideways. Bao Dalong and Bao Xiaoyue both felt that the atmosphere was a bit off. The two tugged at each other and said, "Let's go shopping over there." The two walked away, pulling and tugging.

Chapter 044 "Lips" are inflamed (h)

When Jiang Xinyue got home, she went into the kitchen. Jiang Diaokai followed her in. While she was cooking, he wrapped his arms around her waist from behind, resting his chin on her shoulder. He tightened his arms and said, "Hey, how did you know that my favorite is the one with the eagle painted on it?"

"How would I know? I just picked it randomly." She answered casually, busy with her work.

“Lying? Don’t you think that eagle and my giant eagle complement each other?” He didn’t ask for her answer, only letting his lips repeatedly touch the back of her neck.

Her neck itched, and his arms were so tight she could barely move. She protested, “Stop it, I’m cooking.”

Jiang Diaokai didn’t listen at all. She was only halfway through cooking when he reached out and turned off the gas valve.

“What are you doing?”

“I’m hungry, can’t you feed me first?” He shook her, like a spoiled child.

“I’m busy, go find something to eat yourself.” She reached for the lighter, but he grabbed her hand and pulled her back. “You are my food, where am I supposed to eat?” With a little force, he lifted her up and carried her to the dining table.

“Akai, stop it, okay!” she said, slightly annoyed.

He pulled up her loungewear, tugging at her panties: "I promise I won't do anything else, just look."

Jiang Xinyue kicked him, but it was no use; her panties were already pulled down to her knees. He spread her legs, his burning gaze catching her private parts as he gasped: "Why are you so swollen? Yesterday, although it lasted a long time, I was incredibly restrained throughout, how could this be..." He carefully touched her with his fingers, and Jiang Xinyue cried out, trapping his fingers between her legs.

"It hurts..." She frowned, tears welling up in her eyes and quickly streaming down her face. As if finding a perfect excuse, she felt deeply wronged, tears falling incessantly.

Jiang Diaokai was at a loss. "Hey, why are you crying? Does it hurt that much... Don't cry..." He picked her up and kissed her face and tears. "Did I do this? I really didn't know you were so delicate..."

Jiang Xinyue kept sobbing, and he grabbed his hair in frustration. "How did I do this to you... Tell me, did I go in too deep? I only went in two-thirds of the way, and my little brother is already suffering... Did I go in too fast? But I clearly heard you moaning..."

Jiang Xinyue put her hand on his mouth to stop him from saying anything more, and a thin blush rose on her tearful face. "Don't leave it inside when you sleep in the future. I don't know when I'm asleep, and it's very uncomfortable when I wake up..."

Jiang Diaokai forcibly carried Jiang Xinyue back to bed to rest. He poured her some water and watched her drink the medicine. She couldn't resist him when it was applied externally, so she had to obediently open her legs, but turned her head to the side.

Jiang Diaokai applied ointment to his fingers and helped her apply it. His thick, long fingers forcefully forced their way into her swollen vagina, where there was almost no space left. His fingers were pinched painfully by her, while his penis throbbed and swelled from the tight sensation. He suppressed his heavy breathing as he carefully applied the ointment, his fingers moving in and out of her swollen vagina. She cried out softly, her lower body trembling, her brows furrowing in pain.

He wouldn't let her get out of bed to cook anymore, so he ordered takeout, and the two ate in bed. That night, Jiang Diaokai still undressed her. His body was hot, his breathing heavy, and he grabbed her small hand to touch his hard penis, making her use her hand to help him release his pent-up desire.

Seeing his discomfort, Jiang Xinyue didn't dare refuse. Trembling, she tried to help him with her hands, but she had no skill whatsoever. Although she was sweating profusely, it was like a cat scratching an itch—a drop in the ocean. Jiang Diaokai, unsatisfied, turned her over so her back was to him. He slightly parted her legs and inserted his penis into her soft, tightly closed thighs. The sensation, while not as pleasant as her tight little hole, was still good. He thrust rapidly, his body slapping loudly. She was very sensitive; soon she was wet, the flowing fluids soaking his large penis, creating a slippery sensation similar to a vagina. He became even more excited and thrust faster. Finally, he ejaculated, his white semen spraying between her buttocks.

Jiang Xinyue had been worried that Jiang Diaokai would force himself on her, but thankfully he hadn't. He had been restraining himself for the past two days, only releasing himself between her thighs when he couldn't hold back—once was enough. He liked to touch her, tracing her entire body with his fingers, and he liked to suckle her breasts like a child. When he was done playing, he would obediently hold her and sleep, but the boy's desire was always hard and throbbing, making her tremble with fear even when he held her.

These past two days, she had been busy with interviews, and Lin Nan always refused to answer her calls. She tried to avoid him, but she couldn't hide forever. She had to stay at the newspaper office sometime. On the third day, as soon as the bell rang to leave, Lin Nan blocked her at the door.

Lin Nan's face was gloomy. In public, he grabbed her hand and dragged her into his office. She slumped down, protesting, "Mr. Lin, what are you doing? Please have some self-respect..." But Lin Nan ignored her completely. Uncharacteristically, he forcibly dragged her into his office.

Chapter 045: An Affair in the Toilet (H)

Once inside the office, Lin Nan locked the door. Jiang Xinyue stopped struggling. She realized she had to give Lin Nan an explanation, otherwise it would be unfair to him. She leaned against the door, head bowed, waiting for his question.

Seeing Jiang Xinyue's expression, Lin Nan's suspicions from the past few days became clearer. A pang of heartache shot through him, and he almost lost the courage to ask.

"Is there something wrong between us?" He calmed his breathing before asking in a low voice.

Jiang Xinyue gently shook her head.

"Was there something I did wrong?"

Jiang Xinyue shook her head again.

"Then why have you been avoiding me these past few days?" As he asked, his heart clenched. He was terrified that she would reveal a reason he couldn't accept.

Jiang Xinyue remained silent.

"Give me an excuse." He didn't give a reason, but an excuse. He compromised. If she was hiding something from him, he would rather remain in the dark. He only needed an excuse.

Jiang Xinyue's eyes welled up with tears. She raised her head and said with great difficulty, "Let's... break up..."

Lin Nan looked at her in disbelief and slowly asked, "Why...we were fine at my house, why so soon...?"

Jiang Xinyue shook her head: "Lin Nan, sometimes breaking up doesn't need a reason. If you really need a reason, it's...I don't love you anymore."

"Don't love me anymore?" Lin Nan asked back, his eyes filled with pain. "You haven't fallen in love with someone else, have you?"

Jiang Xinyue's heart ached. If only she really had fallen in love with someone else, but...seeing Lin Nan in so much pain made her feel bad too. Although her relationship with Lin Nan hadn't been dramatic, it had been peaceful and warm. Lin Nan had always been a good man she could rely on, and now she was going to hurt him. If she

continued to maintain the relationship, not only would she not be able to get past her own conscience, but it would also hurt Lin Nan even more. It was better to end it quickly than to suffer for a long time. She gritted her teeth and said, "I've fallen in love with someone else. I don't love you anymore. Let's break up." She took out her resignation letter from her bag, placed it on his desk, and turned to leave.

She had written that resignation letter long ago, but had hesitated. She couldn't bear to leave this job, this company, and the people here.

Lin Nan grabbed her hand: "I can agree to break up, but I won't agree to resign. Do you think I'm that kind of person, kicking my ex-girlfriend out the door after a breakup? Xin Yue, don't you think your resignation is an insult to me? We can't be boyfriend and girlfriend, but we can still be colleagues. Don't worry, I won't pester you. Now you can leave..."

"Thank you." She ran out of the office, finally letting her tears fall.

Lin Nan walked blankly back to his desk. His fingers trembled slightly as he took out a cigarette, lit it, and took a deep drag. In the thick smoke, he wearily leaned back in his chair.

Jiang Xin Yue wanted to run as far away as possible. Would that hurt Lin Nan less? A hand suddenly reached out and dragged her into the restroom. Her scream was muffled by the outstretched hand. In the cramped cubicle, she was held tightly in his arms. He was tall, much taller than her. Still shaken, she realized that the person holding her was Jiang Diaokai.

"How come it's you?" she asked.

"It's past closing time, and I hadn't seen you, so I came to look for you," he said casually. He picked up a tear from her face with a finger. "You've been crying?"

She lowered her head to wipe her tears.

"Why?" he asked.

"Nothing, let's go home," she said wearily.

"It's for a man, isn't it, Lin Nan? You just came from his office." He showed no intention of going home.

"No," she frowned slightly, her tone a little displeased. "Let's go." Turning to push open the door, he grabbed her.

"What does it feel like for a woman to cry for herself? Lin Nan is so lucky... What did you say or do in the office just now?"

"I don't want to talk about this!" Jiang Xinyue shouted at Jiang Diaokai. Jiang Diaokai took a breath, staring at Jiang Xinyue with cold eyes. He nodded, "Okay, if you don't want to talk, then let's just do it."

"What are you doing!" Jiang Xinyue struggled, but he pressed her hands onto the toilet, pulled up her skirt, and down her panties. Her little buttocks were round and cute, with a deep cleft. He spread her thighs, revealing her pink and tender vulva. The swelling had subsided; after two days without touching it, it was closed like a mimosa, waiting to be plucked.

"Let me go!" Jiang Xinyue twisted her body, making various gestures between her legs towards the young man. This time, Jiang Diaokai skipped the usual foreplay. He directly inserted his erect penis into her tender flesh, all the way in.

"Ah!" Jiang Xinyue bent over, her chest heaving with pain. The passage was tight and dry, making his thrusts difficult. She cried out in pain, begging him to stop. He didn't stop, and each time he went all the way in. Fortunately, she soon started to feel some fluid, but she still couldn't bear his enormous size.

She started to cry. Jiang Diao picked her up, wrapped her legs around his body, and thrust into her again through her wet entrance. Their bodies were tightly joined, and he was fully inside her. Their position made it easy to see their intercourse. He pulled out and then thrust in hard again.

Jiang Xinyue pushed him away with her hands: "No...it hurts..."

"Crying? Are these tears for me?" He didn't let her stop thrusting so intensely. She cried and hit him, but it was no use.

"What did you and him do in the office? Did he do this to you, hmm?" He pounded into her through gritted teeth, her body pressed against the cold wall.

"No...we broke up..." she cried.

"You broke up?" He seemed slightly surprised, as if processing the truth of the matter. Then, his cold expression softened. He kicked open the door and carried her out, letting her sit on the sink with her legs wrapped around his waist. He kissed her cheeks, lips, and tears, slowing his movements and no longer forcing himself on her. His hands slipped inside her shirt, gently teasing her, and she moaned softly.

He could always easily transport her senses to either hell or heaven, even though she mentally resisted.

Lin Nan stopped after walking over; he seemed to hear some sounds. He went back to the men's restroom and, with great effort, pushed open the easily opened door.

"Mmm...mmm..."

A woman's moans, a man's low panting, the lewd sounds of flesh intertwining. The female protagonist was placed on the counter by the man, her legs wrapped around his waist. The man's powerful waist moved continuously, and her body swayed with it. The second and third buttons of her blouse were open, half of her left breast was exposed, the nipple already red and erect, while the young man was kissing her right breast through her clothes. Her fair face seemed to be in pain and pleasure, her eyes wet, whether with affection or tears, it was hard to tell. With his movements, her body and half of her breast swayed incessantly...

Shock, pain, disbelief flashed across Lin Nan's eyes... His face changed instantly.

Chapter 046 The Pusher Behind

Lin Nan turned the car onto the highway. He stepped hard on the accelerator, the car flew up, but his heart sank. This was his first time driving a speeding car, but he didn't feel any exhilaration. The scene he'd witnessed in the restroom flashed through his mind: Jiang Xinyue and her younger brother, Jiang Diaokai, making love. He vividly remembered the first time he met Jiang Diaokai; the boy seemed arrogant and eccentric. He had driven them back to City A. He clearly remembered Jiang Xinyue's cautious manner and tone towards her brother. How could things have turned upside down like this in such a short time?

Jiang Xinyue noticed that Jiang Diaokai liked to ride the bus with her, and this time was no exception. The bus was still packed, with no empty seats. He stood out like a crane among chickens, gripping the handrail with one hand and wrapping his other arm around her waist. She held him tightly, burying her face in his chest. The bus swayed, and her body swayed with him; they truly looked like conjoined twins, or, to outsiders, a young couple deeply in love.

It wasn't that she wanted to be like this, but Jiang Diaokai had been too intense just now, and her legs were still weak. She clung to him like silken flowers, her face buried like an ostrich's. His arms were strong, almost lifting her up.

When they arrived at their stop, he carried her off the train. She shook him off and walked ahead alone. There were many acquaintances around, and Jiang Diaokai, knowing her thoughts, followed her leisurely. Occasionally, he would kick a pebble that he had kicked. She tripped, almost stepping on one of his pebbles. She turned and glared at him. He seemed to be in a very good mood, grinning at her with a mischievous and arrogant smile.

In a private room at the Flower Rain Club, Bao Xiaoyue said mysteriously, "Guess who my brother and I ran into at the supermarket? Kai and his sister! Do you know what they were doing? Kai actually had his sister help him pick out underwear..."

Bao Dalong nudged her, "What nonsense are you talking about?"

“Exactly,” Bao Xiaoyue twisted her body, “Let Ji and Gao Zhao know what their relationship is. The atmosphere was already weird, and my sister looked so embarrassed, but Kai didn’t seem to care.”

Gao Zhao looked knowing: “I told you those two had something going on, but you didn’t believe me. Now you do, right? You’re making such a fuss over picking out a pair of underwear? You haven’t even seen the exciting stuff yet. Look at the situation now, Kai always comes to our gatherings with this excuse or that excuse. He’s obviously obsessed with women. Kai is so prim and proper, but once he lets loose, my sister will definitely kill him…”

Nangong Ji, who hadn’t spoken until now, coughed lightly: “Stop guessing. It’s just buying a pair of underwear. Even if I didn’t have a sister, if I did, I would let her pick out my underwear too.” Everyone cheered, and Nangong Ji picked up her phone, “I don’t believe Kai won’t come today.”

As soon as Jiang Diaokai left, Jiang Xinyue received a text message from Zheng Yihang, saying that he had uploaded new photos and asked her to check them out on Weibo. Jiang Xinyue smiled wryly. What kind of photo was worth sending her a text message to show it to? She hadn't been on Weibo for several days either. With A-Kai gone, she had a lot more free time.

She went into her bedroom to go online, and the first post on Weibo was a close-up photo uploaded by Zheng Yihang. Jiang Xinyue burst out laughing, and the more she looked, the funnier it became. She actually sat in front of the computer laughing for a long time, laughing until tears streamed down her face. Among male celebrities, only Zheng Yihang dared to ruin his image like this. His photo was originally very handsome, but he had edited it with Meitu Xiu Xiu, enlarging and distorting his mouth, adding a few big front teeth, and even adding the caption: "Big mouth spitting out (eating) in all directions." It was utterly ridiculous, completely inconsistent with his usual image.

But what was puzzling was that within just a few minutes of posting on Weibo, there were already nearly a thousand reposts and comments, and the fans' comments were all things like "So handsome!" and "Absolutely stunning!" Jiang Xinyue then realized what the power of idols was. For fans, even their idol's farts smelled sweet.

Midnight had passed, and Jiang Diaokai still hadn't returned. Jiang Xinyue was getting worried and called him, but his phone was off. She hesitated, then called Nangong Ji instead. Nangong Ji saw Jiang Xinyue's name flashing on the screen and knew she was calling to ask about Jiang Diaokai. He let it ring but didn't answer. He thought about Jiang Xinyue's cold attitude towards him these past few days. He had offered to "casually" pick her up for work three times, but she had refused each time, disappearing from his sight as if fleeing. He also thought about Gao Zhao, the boldest of them all, questioning Jiang Diaokai about why his sister had picked out underwear for him, implying that he had already... you know... with her. Jiang Diaokai slapped Gao Zhao, saying, "What kind of stupid question is that?" But only Nangong Ji noticed his expression. Although he denied it, Jiang Diaokai's eyes and brows were filled with a lustful light, something he had never shown before.

His feelings turned to a gnashing of teeth when he saw Jiang Xinyue's name flashing on the screen. He didn't answer until the second time it rang: "Sister, A-Kai is with us. Don't worry, he probably won't be able to go home tonight because everyone's saying he's been punished for forgetting his friends because of a pretty girl. Well, 'forgetting his friends because of a pretty girl' isn't quite the right phrase. How should I put it? A-Kai is just a little too close to you, sister, isn't he?"

Nangong Ji on the other end clearly sensed Jiang Xinyue's silence. After a while, she awkwardly said, "Okay, I know. Don't stay up too late." Then she hung up.

Director Guo promised Jiang Xinyue exclusive stills from the TV series for their magazine. The next day, Jiang Xinyue and a photographer went to the set for an interview and a visit. The TV series was in full swing. Jiang Xinyue noticed that while other shots were fine, the scenes between Zheng Yihang and Zhong Yutong required countless takes.

Director Guo, looking exasperated, said to her, "My dear aunt, you've finally arrived! I'm going crazy if this keeps going. You need to find a way to deal with these two troublemakers." Jiang Xinyue, seeing that even an experienced director like Director Guo was saying this, knew the situation must be dire. She had privately asked Director Guo why he had chosen the completely unknown Zhong Yutong as the female lead. Director Guo had said that if he had really chosen her, he would have fired her long ago, instead of putting her through this ordeal. He wouldn't dare promote Zheng Yihang, a big star, but surely he wouldn't dare promote a nobody like Zhong Yutong? But he didn't dare, because he needed the investors' money to continue filming. Jiang Xinyue didn't believe it at all. Zhong Yutong was too naive; how could she have such a powerful backer? But Director Guo said, "The entertainment industry is too complicated; you're still too green."

Although Director Guo had said that, Jiang Xinyue still didn't believe Zhong Yutong was that kind of person.

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