[A Legend of Retirement] (March 4th) Author: AKB4949

Author: akb4949
Word Count: 7777

(III)

The Huangpu River, once the preferred romantic meeting place for countless young men and women, now
boasts a collection of international buildings that tell a story of history, while the modern skyscrapers on the opposite bank complement each other. After
dinner , Yang Xuefei and Zhao Bin walked side by side through the bustling city, braving the not-so-gentle river breeze. A
seasoned lover, she understood the art of playing hard to get, deliberately keeping a distance of about half a meter from the man beside her.

Yang Xuefei clearly took this first formal date very seriously, naturally dressing up meticulously. She
wore her newly dyed chestnut-brown wavy hair, a black pleated, fitted suit with a Burberry single-breasted
grey , and a small section of the white lace trim of her undershirt peeked out from the collar and cuffs. She wore
a black, form-fitting mini-skirt, the hemline just above her knees. Thin black stockings
revealed delicate patterns along the sides of her thighs upon closer inspection. Black and red snakeskin stilettos accentuated her beautiful leg
lines . A Gucci black chain handbag slung across her shoulder, and a white pearl necklace hung from her chest,
subtly emphasizing the curves of her full breasts. A departure from her usual extravagant style, she exuded a noble elegance,
yet also a touch of mature sexiness.

Zhao Bin, already thirty-two, was certainly no novice in matters of the heart, but he was irresistibly drawn
to Yang Xuefei. Her tall, slender figure, mature, Westernized features, and even her slightly aloof and arrogant
personality—everything about her captivated him. Coming from a wealthy family, he was considered a highly eligible bachelor
, and had finally reached the age where his family was constantly urging him to get married. He truly
believed that was a predestined encounter.

The two didn't exchange many words, but they could strongly feel each other's passion.

Suddenly, a little flower girl appeared beside Zhao Bin like a ghost.

"Sir, buy your girlfriend a flower."

A cliché, Yang Xuefei thought to herself.

"Sister, you're so beautiful!"

Yang Xuefei, of course, remained unmoved; she'd heard that kind of talk too many times.

Zhao Bin pulled out a hundred-yuan bill and handed it to the little girl, then took a rose.

"Thank you, sir!" The little girl was about to leave in a flash.

"Wait." Zhao Bin called after her, then turned to Yang Xuefei.

"You're beautiful, more beautiful than the flower, so I think you don't need it to enhance your beauty." Zhao Bin smiled.

"Why?"

"You're a kind person; it's too cruel to treat the flower like this." He then prepared to return the flower to the girl.

"Wait." Yang Xuefei laughed, "That's really unconventional. I'll keep this flower today."

Yang Xuefei took the rose, her straight, delicate nose bringing it close to the petals to inhale its fragrance.

"Sweet talk. A man like you does this to every girl, right?"

"Of course."

"How can I believe you?"

Zhao Bin naturally took Yang Xuefei's hand. "If you marry me someday, I think you
'll believe me."

"Nonsense." Yang Xuefei actually disliked overly confident men, but this time she couldn't bring herself to dislike
Zhao Bin , perhaps because of his handsome appearance and bulging wallet.

This inadvertently brought them closer.

The river wind continued to blow until neither of them could bear the night's chill any longer. Zhao Bin's Vacheron Constantin
watch reached ten o'clock, and he gentlemanly offered to drive Yang Xuefei home in his Porsche Cayenne. For both of them
, this wasn't a bad start.

The moon was rounder than usual that night. Lying in bed, the quiet and lonely night always brought
up certain thoughts. ( The following is a separate, unrelated excerpt

): At 18, after dropping out of vocational school, she went to Beijing with her boyfriend, only to be tricked into prostitution. Three years as a sauna technician...
A 23-year-old hostess at a nightclub, determined to say goodbye to her past, took a low-paying clerical
job only to be laid off during the economic crisis. She then flew to Shanghai, working as a receptionist for a few months before
quitting due to vanity and a desire to keep up with the Joneses, becoming the mistress of a Taiwanese businessman. This businessman was extremely stingy,
impotent, and a sadist, forcing her to return to prostitution in a high-end club.
She then met a second man who kept her as a mistress: a middle-aged coal mine owner from Shanxi.
Despite his lavish lifestyle, she left him after a year. This time,
she was kept by a wealthy local businessman in his forties, a refined and elegant man who, while not as extravagant as the coal mine owner,
treated her exceptionally well. However, this sparked her ambition and desires, leading her to pressure the businessman to divorce his wife. She fantasized about
becoming his wife, but the businessman wasn't fooled. After a final trip to Europe, the relationship ended.

In recent years, Yang Xuefei had done some outdoor photoshoots and even worked as an escort, packaging herself as a model and actress,
going to great lengths to whitewash her image. Now, as long as she could successfully whitewash her image and hook up with Zhao Bin, a big fish, and marry into a wealthy family like her best friend Han Sijie
, all those years of hardship and struggle would no longer matter.

"Beauty brings suffering." This was a saying Tong Na had told her years ago, and it was true. Yang Xuefei had her own interpretation of
it : "Beauty combined with poverty brings even more suffering."

The next day, Yang Xuefei, who loved to sleep in, deliberately got up very early, rising just as dawn broke. After all,
she was a young girl, and it took her quite a while to get ready, putting on light makeup and a simple outfit of skinny jeans
, sneakers, and a down jacket. She didn't even bother to eat breakfast. Because she was truly directionally challenged,
the maps on her smartphone were like gibberish to her. With the simple map Tong Na had drawn for her, she
asked many people along the way before finally finding this old-fashioned residential building hidden deep in the bustling street.

The old building, with only two apartments per floor, was likely a public housing unit built in the late 1990s, and the hallway seemed quite spacious.

Yang Xuefei appeared somewhat nervous, yet also a little excited, as she knocked on the door of apartment 102.

"Who is it?" a deep, resonant voice from inside the room called out.

"Ah, it's…" Yang Xuefei was about to reply when the door opened, indicating the occupant was
n't wary.

"And you are?" The person who opened the door was a neatly dressed man in his sixties, of medium height, with a kind face. He
was slightly overweight than in his youth, and half of his hair was gray, but he still looked quite energetic.

"Uncle He, do you remember me?" Yang Xuefei smiled slightly, revealing two dimples at the corners of her mouth.

The old man studied her for a while, then suddenly realized, "Lily?" As if he couldn't believe his eyes,
he asked again, seemingly unsure and still a little worried, "Is it Lily?"

"It's me, Hu Li, Uncle He." Yang Xuefei also showed the excitement of meeting an old friend after many years.

"Oh my, so many years have passed in a flash, you've grown so much!" He Jianguo quickly stepped aside to make room,
inviting Yang Xuefei to sit inside, "Come, come in, come in quickly, sit down quickly."

He Jianguo's house wasn't big, but it was clean and tidy. Although it was on the first floor, the sunlight was plentiful, and
the early spring, with winter only recently gone, felt quite warm.

In the living room, the two sat facing each other on single sofas on either side of the coffee table. There weren't many potted plants by the window, but they
added a touch of greenery.

"It's been over ten years, hasn't it? When I left Changmen to return to Shanghai, you were just a little girl.
Now 're so tall, almost as tall as me."

"Seventeen years. I was ten then, now I'm practically an old maid."

"Sigh~" He Jianguo's third tone clearly indicated disagreement with her. "27 is still very young
, the prime of your life. The Hu family has a daughter who has just come of age."

He Jianguo ran to the kitchen to make Yang Xuefei a cup of tea and brought it to her. "By the way, Lily,
how did you find this place?"

"Oh, our Manager Tong sent me to take care of your daily needs for a while."

"Huh, wasn't the housekeeper's surname Yang?" He Jianguo was clearly puzzled. "And
why are all the housekeepers so young these days? I thought they would be middle-aged women in their forties or fifties."

"Oh, I changed my name later to Yang Xuefei, but you can still call me Lily. That's how our housekeeping
agency works Don't let our young age fool you, we're very experienced."

Yang Xuefei took a sip of tea and said, "Besides, isn't it better to be young and pretty? Hehe."

"I see." He Jianguo sat down and pushed the fruit plate on the coffee table in front of Yang Xuefei. "By the way
, how are your parents?"

"Oh, my dad and mom are both gone." Yang Xuefei's expression quickly darkened.

"What happened?"

"Not two years after you returned to Shanghai, the country started the privatization reform of state-owned enterprises. My dad's furniture factory was the first to 'take
the plunge ,' and three-quarters of the workers in the factory were laid off, including my dad. Not long after, my dad fell ill
. My mom's handicraft factory was also not doing well, and they couldn't afford to treat my dad. My dad held on for two years but still couldn't make it.
After my dad passed away, my mom couldn't bear the blow and committed suicide." Although Yang Xuefei's tone was so calm it didn't sound like she was recounting
her tragic story, it couldn't hide the unconcealed loneliness and sorrow in her beautiful eyes.

He Jianguo's expression was solemn, his tightly furrowed brows forming a deep frown. "Shouldn't laid-off workers receive
a compensation payment for severing their years of service?"

"They didn't give any at all. I guess the factory leaders divided it all up. But even if they did, it
would have been used up quickly for my dad's illness."

He Jianguo shook his head helplessly. At his age, he had seen the coldness of the world, yet he
still couldn't help but sigh.

"So what did you do after that?"

"I was in my third year of junior high when my mother died. My relatives didn't let me take the high school entrance exam, so I just went to a vocational school. I dropped out after
a little over a year, then went to work in Beijing, and later came to Shanghai."

"I remember you had good grades when you were little, especially in Chinese. What a pity, what a pity..." He Jianguo
kept repeating.

Yang Xuefei took another sip of tea and fell silent.

The living room was deathly silent, but it was the young woman who broke the silence.

"Don't talk about me, tell me about yourself, Uncle He."

"Oh." He Jianguo finally recovered from his sorrow and pity. "I was transferred back to Shanghai in '96 and
worked at the grassroots level in the police station until I retired at sixty. There's not much to say about that."

"You still haven't married after you came back?"

"No, I thought about finding a companion after I retired a couple of years ago, but there wasn't anyone suitable. Besides, now that I have this
illness, I don't think about it anymore, haha."

"Uncle He, how is your condition?" Yang Xuefei asked with concern.

"I have a tumor in my brain, and the doctor doesn't recommend surgery. Anyway, I don't have any children or spouse,
so conservative treatment will allow me to live a few more months." He Jianguo glanced at the calendar hanging on the wall. "If things go smoothly, I
can celebrate the New Year one last time by the end of this year."

"It's okay, Uncle He, I'll take good care of you. As long as you have a good attitude, we can live another ten or eight years
!"

"Thank you, Lily, you're still so kind." He Jianguo finally managed a smile. "
But , my fate is up to fate."

"I'll cook for you. After we eat, we'll clean the house. You can rest for a while. I used to come to your house
for meals all the time when I was a kid. Now it's your turn to taste my cooking."

"Then I'll gladly accept your offer?"

"Hey." Yang Xuefei tied on her apron. "Look at you, this is my job."

The kitchen started to make noise, the sound of an old iron pot clattering against a new spatula.

(iv)

To become a true goddess adored by thousands, a beautiful face alone is not enough; a healthy
and graceful figure is also essential. Besides dietary control, exercise is indispensable.

Yang Xuefei clearly understands this well. Even during her relatively difficult years ago, she never
gave up exercising. For Yang Xuefei, shaping her figure was not merely a means to maintain health, but also
a long-term investment in attracting a wealthy husband. Therefore, Yang Xuefei's figure can truly be described as devilish
. Standing at 1.73 meters tall, her weight is consistently maintained between 105 and 108 kilograms. Her full breasts are firm
and high, her waist is free of any excess fat, and her abs are clearly visible. Coupled with her long, straight, beautiful legs,
it's no wonder that men who have seen her are captivated by her.

Unlike the fit and muscular Yang Xuefei, Tong Na has a typical slender figure. At 1.70 meters tall
, she weighs just over 90 pounds and has never gained weight despite eating a lot over the years. Although naturally beautiful, her bust isn't as full as
Yang her hips are slightly less defined than Yang Xuefei's, who maintains a consistent exercise routine.

Perhaps because she's no longer financially stressed and enjoying life is her priority, but as she gets older...
At 33, she also had to strictly manage her figure. Starting two months ago, she began following
Yang Xuefei's routine, going to the gym for an hour every day, followed by an
hour yoga, and finally an hour of full-body spa treatments.

Compared to Yang Xuefei's chaotic personal life, Tong Na's life was much simpler and more monotonous. Without a steady boyfriend
or a heavy workload, she could dedicate more time to exercise, and after two months, she had already seen initial results.

Tong Na also had another purpose for going to the gym every day: to experience the abundance of male hormones.
These muscular physiques often provided her with a visual sense of satisfaction.

Last month, Tongna hit it off with a young fitness instructor at the gym, and they ended up
in bed together. However, after making love, she realized that these muscular men weren't necessarily
much stronger than the average person. In fact, they might have seemed a bit weak inside, perhaps because they had too many women and lacked self-control. Furthermore, since
they saw each other every day at the gym, it was still quite awkward even if the man stopped pursuing her.
So, Tongna quickly gave up on the idea.

Today, after only fifteen minutes of weight training, her phone rang. It was Xiao Liu, the real estate agent next door.
The tenant of the apartment she had listed for rent through him was willing to pay an extra 500 yuan to sign the lease quickly. Tongna had no choice but to rush back without even changing
her clothes , throwing on her coat.

The apartment rental went exceptionally smoothly. The tenants were a young working couple who had
been searching for a long time. They really liked Tongna's apartment and were willing to pay a higher price to avoid being scrambled by someone else.

It was almost 6 PM after signing the contract. Tong Na called Yang Xuefei and then decided she wouldn't go to the gym anymore.
She happened to learn it was Xiao Liu's birthday and also his first real estate deal, so she generously invited
him to her home for a casual meal and a small celebration.

Tong Na lived in a high-end garden villa complex in Pudong, her
favorite among her many properties. It was a penthouse duplex on the fourth floor, over 100 square meters with three bedrooms, two living rooms, and two bathrooms—
very .

Upon entering, Xiao Liu was stunned by Tong Na's residence. The house was several times larger than their dormitory.
The decor wasn't luxurious but tasteful. He quickly estimated it to be worth at least five million yuan. With
his monthly salary of less than three thousand yuan, it seemed like it would take him centuries to buy such a house. He had heard before
that the landlady next door was incredibly wealthy; today he finally witnessed it firsthand.

Tong Na personally cooked a birthday celebration for her fellow villager, Xiao Liu, who was incredibly flattered. He quickly
offered to help, as children from poor families mature early. With Tong Na's excellent cooking skills, the two
worked together to prepare several delicious Northwest dishes.

"Sister, thank you!"

"No need to thank me, we're from the same hometown. When you're far from home, you can always look out for each other."

"Sister, you don't know, this is my first successful deal. I'll get my commission at the end of the month." Xiao Liu
said sheepishly.

"I know, look at you, so silly. It would be strange if you closed the deal. You have to be shameless
and willing to lie to things get out of hand, you can just go back to your hometown and hide. That's how it is in your line of work. I've been scammed by agents countless times.
You're still too honest."

Xiao Liu gave a silly grin reminiscent of Wang Baoqiang, but his face was much more handsome than Wang Baoqiang's.

The hearty Northwestern cuisine—noodles and store-bought steamed buns—was paired with French sparkling wine that Tong Na had stored away—
a true fusion of East and West, a clash of the old and the new.

Xiao Liu downed a mouthful of red wine, making Tong Na laugh.

"Silly boy, that's not how you drink red wine," she said, pinching the stem of the glass between her thumb and forefinger,
gently swirling it before taking a small sip.

Xiao Liu followed suit, taking a small sip as well. "Sister, you city people are so sophisticated! But
why isn't this wine strong?"

"You're just an adult, don't let alcohol cloud your judgment. Strong liquor is poison; drink
less "

"Sister, I'm only 16 today."

"What? Shouldn't you be 19?"

"I started school early, skipped grades in elementary school, and my birthdate on my ID card is fake, so I could start
working ."

"It's okay, most people don't know that," Xiao Liu added casually after speaking.

"You skipped a grade? You must have been a good student. Why didn't you continue?"

"My family was poor." Xiao Liu took another big gulp of wine, feeling resentful. "My parents farm and barely make any
money. It's even worse in years of disaster. I also have a younger brother who needs to go to school. We rely entirely on
my older brother . I had no choice but to come out and work as soon as possible to earn money."

Tong Na nodded almost imperceptibly, sighed, and downed her glass of red wine.

"It's okay. Look at my family; we weren't well-off either, but we're doing alright now. Things will get better." "

By the way, I also have a younger brother your age who's still studying back home. It's a pity he's not as good at studying
as you. Even if I had the money to send him to university, I probably wouldn't be able to." Tong Na took another big gulp of wine.

Everyone has their own troubles, Xiao Liu thought to himself.

"I've been alone in Shanghai for many years, and I don't have any relatives, so seeing you is like seeing my own
brother ."

"Sister, I've always wanted an older sister since I was little, and now my wish has come true! Thank you!"

As winter transitioned into spring, the air conditioning in the room was set to 28 degrees Celsius, filling the air with
a warm feeling.

Although the Western liquor wasn't as strong as the local kind, it still had a powerful aftereffect. The two chatted away
, downing drinks one after another. Tong Na's face was flushed, and she was slightly sweaty. Half-drunk
, she simply took off her coat, revealing her workout clothes.

A tight pink cropped sports top revealed the lines of her breasts, and her slender waist was deliberately displayed
. Purple cropped sports leggings clung tightly to her shapely hips and long, thin legs,
outlining beautiful and sexy lines. A small section of her white, lotus-root-like
ankle , tied with a thin red rope, adding a touch of wildness.

Xiao Liu was clearly drunk too, so drunk that he dared to steal glances at Tong Na's chest. A little higher, there was her
clearly defined collarbone, and beneath her neat short hair, a snow-white oval face smiled radiantly, her delicate, velvety features...
Beneath her eyelashes, a pair of large, dark eyes sparkled like stars; her high, delicate nose possessed an air of refinement; her thin lips were as
red as flames.

The boy from the countryside didn't understand fashion or trends, but he knew perfectly well what beauty was, and
instinctively understood the meaning of temptation.

Xiao Liu told himself to stay sober, but involuntarily picked up his glass and continued drinking heavily. He felt dizzy, his body
completely disobeying his brain.

In his hazy state, he saw Tong Na stand up, stagger towards him, and then walk past. The scene
swayed; he closed his eyes, opened them, and all he saw was Tong Na's mature breasts and long legs.

"Sister…" Xiao Liu stood up, following Tong Na.

Suddenly, Tong Na stumbled and fell towards the sofa beside her. Xiao Liu reached

out to grab her but grasped only air. Tong Na turned and pulled Xiao Liu back; the woman on top, the boy on the bottom, the two of them tumbling heavily onto
the wide three-seater sofa. What was supposed to be a young boy rescuing a damsel in distress had unexpectedly turned into a mature woman pouncing on a young boy.

His chest pressed against Tong Na's full, soft breasts through her clothes, and even more damningly, he was
only two or three centimeters away from her alluring face. They were tightly embracing, and Xiao Liu felt his body stiffen,
afraid to move, while his lower body rapidly swelled with blood. Just as his mind went blank, those
luscious red lips pressed against his.

At that moment, the young boy felt an unparalleled softness and warmth, his mind instantly clearing, yet
he awkwardly extended his tongue to meet the mature woman's passionate kiss. His hands dared not cross the line, but Tong Na had already
stripped his shirt off completely.

After several minutes of passionate kissing, Xiao Liu watched as Tong Na, straddling him
, removed his underpants and pulled down his underwear, revealing his young, immature penis.

"Not bad...why does it smell? How long has it been since you washed?" But the mature woman didn't seem to mind.
He felt a warm current suddenly envelop his lower body, an unprecedented comfort.

"Sister...it feels so good..."

Before Xiao Liu could even think of the next word, his lips
were sealed with Tong Na's passionate red lips again. Tong Na guided his fingertips to touch the wet swamp between her legs. He glanced
laboriously in the direction of his left hand. Between her legs, clad in purple elastic leggings,
a roughly 3-centimeter-diameter circle radiated outwards from her vulva, completely soaked.

Xiao Liu's left hand could clearly feel the real genitals of the woman he was touching for the first time. His tongue was still
swirling and probing in Tong Na's mouth, while his right hand had already begun to boldly and actively reach for the mature beauty's breasts,
moving from caressing to kneading.

Tong Na straddled the young boy lying on the sofa, teasing his
erect penis with the surface of her soaked leggings. Then, she suddenly picked up a pair of scissors from the coffee table beside the sofa, handed them to
the boy , and seeing no reaction, spread her legs and slowly cut
a small hole in the crotch of her leggings, revealing pink silk underwear.

Tong Na, holding Xiao Liu's penis, hurriedly pulled the underwear to one side, aimed it at her vulva,
rubbed it briefly, and then sat down.

"So hot...so warm..." Xiao Liu couldn't help but moan, and his sixteen years of
virginity were gone forever.

A tall, slender, beautiful, mature 33-year-old urban woman in tight sportswear and a thin,
naked were having sex, kissing passionately, merging, and surging with passion.

From the sofa to the carpet, from the living room to the bedroom, from the balcony to the kitchen.

The young man thrust tirelessly inside the mature woman's vagina, becoming increasingly proactive, while Tong Na fully
cooperated with his advances.

Their passionate lovemaking raged for countless rounds before the exhausted couple finally fell asleep.

As dawn broke and birdsong filled the air, it was already the next morning.

Xiao Liu's head throbbed with a slight pain, but he clearly remembered
ejaculating several times inside Tong Na's exquisite body the previous night. Looking at the beautiful, naked woman sleeping soundly on the bed, it all seemed
so unbelievable.

How would he face Tong Na when she woke up? Yet, everything that had happened last night felt so
real, and it was Tong Na who had initiated it.

Xiao Liu still felt a lingering fear. Countless women had pursued him unsuccessfully, some even just wanting a glimpse of him, while
this goddess-like beauty had made love to him so passionately the previous night.

"Sigh! The legendary drunken promiscuity!" he patted his head, sighing softly. Not daring
to wake Tong Na beside her, she grabbed her clothes and quietly, yet frantically, fled Tong Na's house.

(To be continued)

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