After returning to the county government and coming out of the garage, the intern in the reception room came over to report that Hao Jie had arrived and was waiting for him in the office.
"Okay, I get it." Hao Jianghua spat. "What a fool!" He wasn't surprised that Hao Jie came looking for him. After all, he had caused such a commotion and his girlfriend had run away. Why not ask? He'd called several times. If he couldn't find her, that would be fine. But if he did, and the girl exaggerated the story, wouldn't that affect the uncle-nephew relationship? He blamed himself for being too eager to take advantage of her and ended up scaring her away.
When I walked into the office, I found Hao Jie sitting at his desk, his back to the door, his posture upright. He looked much better than his two nephews, Hao Hu and Hao Long, who were always flaunting their manners. Okay, this kid is quite well behaved, and it seems like no one under him is gossiping about him.
Hao Jianghua walked in, passed by him, and sat down in his own chair. "Didn't I tell you, I'm very busy these past two days? Your girlfriend's store location needs to be put on hold for a while... I'll definitely find a good spot for her when the time comes. We're family, so I won't treat her badly."
Family? Hao Jie raised his eyes slightly, looking at the old man in front of him. Ten years ago, he was a poor peasant who was almost begging. Although it was due to his wife's illness and his son's illness, he was really poor. The Hao family was poor, and the second uncle was the poorest. His original wife was an old girl from the same village, a live-in son-in-law, and he was illiterate.
As the first college graduate in the Hao family, he sincerely despised such uneducated people. Culture is the cornerstone of civilization, and a beast knows no propriety or decency. Discussing human ethics with him is like playing the lute to a cow. Hao Jie lamented that if it weren't for the Zuo Jing family, Hao Jianghua would never have had a chance to rise in life. With the lavish dowry Li Xuanshi brought from the Zuo family, this woman had used wealth and influence to build a powerful Hao family. Most of the villagers in Haojiagou were surnamed Hao, but there was only one Hao family: Hao Jianghua's. Even his eldest and second brothers had followed the crowds, but he and his sister, Hao Xuan, had only retained some backbone and had made their own living.
Hao Jie had no idea how much filth lay hidden behind the Hao family's glory, but he knew what kind of person his second uncle was. The superficial things he had heard from Hao Hu had shattered the image of the pure goddess he had only longed for in poetry. Listening to Hao Hu's vulgar descriptions of her in person, his face was filled with lust, and he couldn't calm down for a long time. As Zuo Jing's wife, his sister-in-law Bai Ying was clearly so beautiful and charming, and he couldn't imagine her being associated with his second uncle, who was so dirty and ugly. But his eldest brother swore that he had personally picked her up and dropped her off several times, even at their villa in Changsha, where he had heard her outside the door. Just thinking about the moans was enough to make him ecstatic, and he couldn't help but rush in and take his second uncle's place.
Of course, Hao Hu didn't dare; he only thought about it, but Hao Jie didn't even dare to think about it. What he thought was the best thing turned out to be corrupted by the filthiest. Hao Jie was truly heartbroken. It wasn't until over a year ago, when Zuo Jing rushed into the Hao family and stabbed them three times, that he was shocked. It was obvious that his second uncle and his sister-in-law Bai Ying must have had that unspeakable relationship, otherwise why would Zuo Jing have ended up like this? But now, was it his turn?
Hao Jie tightened his grip, holding it in his hands hidden under his legs, hoping that his hands wouldn't slip and he could hit the target with one strike.
"Looking for her... She wants to break up with me."
Breakup? Hao Jianghua felt a little guilty: "Did she tell us the reason for the breakup?" Hao Jie had mentioned the loss of contact during their phone call, but he hadn't mentioned the breakup.
"No." Hao Jie shook his head. "I haven't been able to contact her. I don't understand what I did wrong."
"You, stop imagining things." Hao Jianghua relaxed, rested his head on his shoulders and neck, took out a cigarette box from the drawer, and put a cigarette in his mouth.
"Uncle, let me ask you a question. How did it feel when Zuo Jing stabbed you three times?"
"Why are you bringing this up?" Hao Jianghua was annoyed. Zuo Jing was a thorn in his side. He exhaled, "Hey, where's my cigarette holder?"
"It's here." Hao Jie was holding an ashtray in his hand and pushed it over.
He reached out to take it, but suddenly cigarette ash flew up and all over his face, blinding his eyes.
"Hao Jie, what are you doing!" Hao Jianghua said angrily, unable to see.
Hao Jie didn't answer, but the person had already rushed over, and Hao Jianghua also received a response, a hard object hit him hard on the head.
The sudden blow made him feel dizzy and he fell back from his chair. But Hao Jie also rushed over from the side of the table, pressed him under, raised the glass cigar tray in his hand, and smashed it hard on him again.
"Help, help!" Although Hao Jianghua was blind and confused, he shouted loudly. It is true that he was a good fighter in the past, but alcohol and women had worn away his ferocity in recent years. Moreover, Hao Jie had planned this sudden attack long ago. He deliberately waited until he sat on the chair. When the ashes were scattered, people would instinctively retreat. So when the man rushed over, the high-raised ashtray hit him hard.
The pain, the agonizing pain in his head, made Hao Jianghua cry out. He couldn't help but think about his own face at this moment. His life was at stake. He cried for help while using his arms to protect himself. Although he dodged a few times, he was hit twice more on the head without being able to see.
Blood, fresh blood burst out from his forehead. Hao Jianghua felt the blood flowing out, and the feeling of the liquid sliding across his face from the bridge of his nose. The corners of his eyes and cheekbones hurt terribly, forcing him to hold on to Hao Jie tightly. Hao Jie was planning to fight him to the death!
After rolling over and twisting violently, Hao Jie was temporarily unable to smash down and his arms were also clamped.
Soon, the building's security personnel rushed over, separated the two, and then controlled Hao Jie. Hao Jie knew that he could not do anything more, so he cooperated and stopped resisting.
"County Chief Hao, what should we do with this man?" According to regulations, the man should be taken to the security department, then the police should be called and the man should be sent to the County Public Security Bureau. However, due to the uncle-nephew relationship, and the incident had its reasons, the news had already spread in the building, and Hao Jie had heard about it among the gossips. This is why there was a conflict. What to do was up to Hao Jianghua to decide.
"Call the police." Someone brought a medical kit and covered the wound with medical gauze. Hao Jianghua could barely open his eyes, "You little bastard, you are so cruel." His head hurt so much that he was still dizzy, but he couldn't resist his rising anger.
"How's that? Do you still remember what it felt like to be stabbed three times?" Hao Jie said hatefully, "You bastard, Zuo Jing should have stabbed you to death with those three blows. You molested your nephew's girlfriend, Hao Jianghua, are you still a human being? You're not. You even dared to seduce your own daughter-in-law, what else are you afraid of..."
"Shut up! You're talking nonsense! Take him away!" Hao Jianghua shouted hurriedly. He must not let Hao Jie continue talking. If this matter was exposed now, it would force others to take action against him. Think about the political resources of the Bai family. Crushing him to death would be like crushing an ant. Although the thing in his hand could threaten Bai Ying, it could not see the light!
"Call the police, call the police! I'm going to sue him for murder! I want him dead!"
"Do you know why I use an ashtray?" Hao Jie said coldly, "You are not only illiterate, but also legally illiterate."
"Take him away." The security captain signaled two team members to take Hao Jie away first, while he asked someone to send Hao Jianghua to a nearby hospital.
The office was dripping with blood, and the ashtray was still there, but no one had touched it. They had to wait for the police to come and take photos and collect evidence. The police had already been called, and the secretary and the county magistrate were also aware of the matter. They immediately forbade any outside discussion of the matter, or they would be punished! This was originally a good opportunity to strike a blow against Hao Jianghua, but Hao Jie mentioned his daughter-in-law. They knew who Hao Jianghua's daughter-in-law was, and that was a landmine that could not be touched. Reluctantly, they cleaned up Hao Jianghua's mess.
Hao Jianghua was thrown into the hospital by an ashtray, and Hao Jie was detained by the Public Security Bureau. News reached the Hao family compound. Li Xuanshi had no idea how Hao Jie had injured Old Hao, but she rushed to the hospital immediately. On the way, she called Cen Xiaowei and the others. A few minutes later, Cen Xiaowei called back. She wasn't in the building, having spoken with a few close friends. She then learned the cause of the incident, and naturally, she shared it with Li Xuanshi.
After receiving the notice, He Xiaoyue, though surprised, still called me to let me know. At the time, I lay on my back in bed, and Hao Jie's impulsiveness wasn't surprising. Just because an honest man is bullied doesn't mean he won't fight back; it's just a matter of degree. I know exactly what kind of person Hao Jie is. He's like me in my teens, but more than that, he's also a hipster version of Zuo Jing. Hipsters are often prone to anger, and anger is the first to burn within. But this is just the first spark; it's not enough to set the Hao family ablaze.
My determination didn't seem to be enough.
My mind was calm, my emotions were peaceful, my appeals were steady, and I could analyze things rationally. But, my emotions...collapsed.
The dust hasn't settled yet, but it's clear that another corner has collapsed. The softness in my heart seems to have been drained of all its goodness, and my whole body feels empty, unreal, and powerless.
It feels like floating in a dark sea amidst thunder and lightning, with a lifebuoy clinging to me so I won't sink anytime soon. But then it feels like there's a tiny pinhole poking through it, and the air is being sucked away bit by bit. I don't know when I'll feel empty again, and then... I'll sink completely.
Two pages, separated by a left and right fold, each side covered in dense handwriting. This was Li Xuanshi's handwriting, familiar yet strange, so strange it chilled me to the bone. Lying in a state of emotional turmoil, I strained for a long time before I could discern between the lines: each page was filled with lies...
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Yingying hadn't been to Haojiagou in ages, and I missed her. The distance between mother and son grew deeper and deeper. Every time we met, I was clearly filled with worry, but I lacked the courage to express it directly. Guilt forced me to hide my concern, and my involvement with Yingying only made us closer and more trusting... Gradually, I began to rely on Yingying to tell me about Jingjing's situation.
A few days ago, I was on the phone with Yingying, chatting about family matters. She mentioned Jingjing's upcoming business trip to South Africa, and her tone was somewhat grumbling. Lao Hao was in Shanghai on an inspection tour, and when we called, I casually said, "Why are all your men on business trips?" He was moved, and he said he wanted to go to Beijing to see his daughter-in-law. I knew he was thinking about fucking Yingying again. What man wouldn't prefer a younger, fairer complexion to an older married couple? I felt a sense of resentment, but then I thought of the emptiness Yingying felt when she spoke of her son's business trip.
I knew Yingying was addicted to Lao Hao's cock. She must be desperate for it. The more a woman's desire is suppressed, the more it craves it. I also knew that with Lao Hao's lustful nature, he would secretly see Bai Ying even if I objected. He and Yingying were in the midst of a passionate affair. I felt sorry for Jingjing, but I couldn't stop them. In fact, I had to maintain this unpleasant balance.
Lao Hao flew to Beijing, and Yingying arranged for him to stay at the April Garden Hotel in the western suburbs.
Old Hao told me on the phone that he actually wanted to go to his son's house, in the room where Jingjing and Yingying's wedding photo was hung, on the big bed where they slept, to fuck Yingying hard, and not only want her to call him "Dad Hao" but also "Husband". However, Bai Xingjian went to attend a special meeting, and Tong Jiahui and Yingying lived together, so he had to give up.
Yingying endured it for two days, and on the third day she couldn't help it and slipped out of the office during a break, only to be brutally raped for two hours.
Old Hao was elated, but I was terrified. Beijing was a place like that; even the slightest hint of trouble could spell disaster. I decided to fly to Beijing. If he didn't want to come back, the risk would be too great.
The next day we rushed to the hotel and entered the room. Lao Hao fucked Yingying from behind while opening the door for me. My arrival seemed to make them even more lustful.
Yingying's face flushed and she gasped. Old Hao was fucking her without a condom. She was so angry that she rushed over to slap him, but he easily grabbed her wrist. I cursed her out loud, but she didn't expect her to defend herself, saying the condom was too small and couldn't fit. Even if she did, it wouldn't be comfortable for "Dad Hao" to fuck her and would easily wear out. She decided not to wear it and ejaculate outside her body.
Lao Hao promised that he must wear a condom when having sex with his daughter-in-law, but now he is clearly entering without a condom, but Yingying is protecting her. Could it be that Lao Hao is more important than Jingjing, so important that he is willing to throw away all the thin layers of protection... At this moment, the palm of my hand hurts, the pain of my own fingernails digging into the flesh.
The Bai family is so powerful, and things are getting out of hand. It's pretty clear how they'll treat Jingjing, and who their son-in-law and daughter will choose. I feel bad for Jingjing, but I'm powerless to change her. Trying to maintain balance, I can only compromise on this relationship.
After a while of sex, Yingying reached her climax, but Lao Hao was still not satisfied and asked Yingying to give him a blowjob. I hoped my daughter-in-law would refuse, but she opened her mouth and took the egg-sized glans in.
While he was licking, Jingjing called. It was an international long-distance call. Lao Hao asked Yingying to pick up the phone and suck his cock while talking. She actually answered. On the phone, Jingjing asked Yingying what she was eating. Yingying said it was a fresh cherry. When she took a bite, the honey juice flowed out, sweet and refreshing.
Yingying was chowing down on the cock so vigorously that her speech was slurred during the conversation, especially the smacking of her lips. It certainly didn't sound like cherries, and Jingjing seemed to be starting to get suspicious. While licking Lao Hao's cock, Yingying looked at me for help, asking me to help her trick Jingjing. I was reluctant, but I couldn't refuse. I couldn't imagine the consequences of this being exposed. Yingying was, after all, the daughter of the Bai family, and Lao Hao had something on her. The Bai family couldn't tolerate this kind of scandal. The easiest solution was to get rid of Jingjing and me.
Hiding it, even deceiving, was the only way I could treat Jingjing. Yes, I was collaborating with my daughter-in-law to deceive my son once again. To avoid the noise arousing suspicion, Yingying asked me to suck Lao Hao's cock together. We relayed the call, listening to her flirting with Jingjing while she sucked Lao Hao's cock, even saying she wanted to finish it all with me. The shame in my heart made me speak softly. Fearing she'd reveal her feelings, Yingying hung up the phone. Then, Lao Hao pressed down on us...
With me as cover, Tong Jiahui, under the pretext of visiting her daughter-in-law, disliked Lao Hao, but couldn't chase me away, so she returned to the Bai family with a frown. She never expected that as soon as her car drove away, Lao Hao would carry Yingying into the bedroom. In front of the eye-catching wedding photo, he stripped Yingying naked. Yingying, however, came over, took my hand, and said she hadn't finished her cherries yet. I smiled, but inside I was crying...
He couldn't completely break up with Old Hao, nor could he afford to offend the Bai family. He had to compromise and at least preserve the beauty that Jingjing thought he had, even if it was just an illusion...
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Here, the writing stops abruptly. This so-called diary is more like a memoir. Confession? Neither he nor they will.
There was no explicit sex, but I was emotionally traumatized. I didn't feel angry, but rather boredom, a deep boredom with the feelings that were hidden in my heart and could not be erased.
Hao Laogou once flew to Beijing and had sex with Bai Ying in a hotel. Even though there was not much description, I could already imagine it enough and even fill in a rich picture in my mind. The lustful sex scenes between the two were not the highlight, and Li Xuanshi's rush to Beijing to join in the fun was just an addition. But this incident happened two years ago.
That time, I went to South Africa on a business trip for over a month. South Africa is the most developed and relatively safe place in Africa—that's what I told Bai Ying, and they really believed it. Who cared if I actually went to South Africa? All they cared about was that I wasn't in the country, so they could enjoy fucking Hao Laogou to their heart's content, and I definitely wouldn't get in their way.
They couldn't have guessed that as I made this call, I was lying in an African hospital, having recently undergone laparotomy, leaving a 10-centimeter incision in my right lower abdomen. A month later, upon returning to China, Bai Ying asked about my wound. I smiled and said it was an acute attack of appendicitis caused by a poor diet, and that surgical resection was the only option. She believed me again. He was a surgeon, but it wasn't so much trust as indifference.
At home, they enjoy peace, believing it to be inherent, yet they have never witnessed the horrors of war. Not only have I witnessed it, but I've been caught up in it several times. Armed clashes and violent robberies are commonplace. Even though my company has hired mercenaries stationed locally, I was still robbed when I was out. Chinese people are prime targets in war zones. My cash was completely robbed, and I was stabbed in the stomach, a large incision was made, and my intestines spilled out.
When I woke up, Poy was standing by my side: "Jing, go back home. I don't want to see your corpse next time."
Over the past ten years, my most trusted partner has supported us through the years hand in hand. What is the driving force behind our mutual support? Poy has a strong sense of professionalism, and I do it for my family, well, what I thought was my family.
My father died in a plane crash when I was nineteen, leaving his wife a substantial fortune. I hope to leave her something as well. No one knows when an accident might strike. I meant my wedding vows. For ten years, I've worked hard, hoping to achieve financial freedom by the age of thirty-five.
A girl in love yearns for the romance of fairy tales: castles, manors, ranches, islands... Every one of her dreams is engraved in my mind. I once promised her happiness in front of my parents-in-law. She has no idea how long I've been preparing for that day. My life seems like a complete mad dream.
Enduring the dull pain in my lower abdomen, I forced myself to make an international long-distance call for Bai Ying, simply hoping she would be at ease. And she was indeed at ease. Li Xuanshi's diary showed how at peace she felt at that moment. I remember she actually said on the phone that she was eating cherries, Hao Laogou's dog dick, with gusto, and even dragged Li Xuanshi along to eat... fresh cherries, Hao Laogou really did arrive just in time and so fresh... with his sweet talk and lies, he even staged a family ethics drama in our bedroom!
I thought Bai Ying was simply betraying me out of lust. She didn't say she forgave me, and she hated me deep down. But seeing how innocent she'd been these past few days, I really thought she wanted to repent... Or maybe it was just another trick. Come to think of it, as top students from Peking University, she couldn't be so naive. Knowing she couldn't resist, was she trying to keep me, or was she trying to hide the marriage from her parents-in-law so she could keep her "Daddy Hao"? She'd defended Old Dog Hao in front of them more than once!
The Bai Ying depicted by Li Xuanshi and the Bai Ying I see are starkly different. Like a leaf obscuring my vision, the previously obscured view gradually becomes clearer, and her image begins to take shape: angel, demon! In this chaotic trio, Li Xuanshi, who I thought was in a dominant position, is unexpectedly the underdog. It seems unbelievable, but her only recourse is money. While money is important, it can never compare to real power.
Bai Ying, you act so pitiful in front of me, but what are you plotting in your heart? I already know about your affair with Hao Laogou, so why do you still refuse to confess? Besides being embarrassed, how much else is there to hide? Just like this piece of paper, what I thought was normal in life actually hides endless lies!
There was no emotional turmoil, no anger; it was simply my emotions asking questions, searching my heart. The answer came from my intellect; I remained rational, sorting through, digesting, and analyzing them.
Time slipped away, and lying on my back, I felt like a piece of driftwood on the sea, a vast expanse of emptiness, my heart filled with loneliness. At this moment, I truly felt alone.
A fierce wind swirled dark clouds. Between the clouds and the sea… lightning flashed like arrows, thunder roared… I felt like a castaway struggling for survival… The abyss threatened to swallow me. Who, who could save me…
"Buzz..." The phone next to me vibrated. Another call came in. I didn't pay attention to it, but swiped the screen to answer it. I heard a woman's low voice: "Jingjing..."
My eyes suddenly lit up, and with a surge of strength from somewhere, I sat up straight up: "Mom..."
"Jingjing, why does your voice sound a little weird..." I pressed the hands-free button just to make my mother-in-law's kind voice louder and linger in my empty heart.
"Nothing... There was a breeze just now, maybe a little bit..." I quickly adjusted my breathing, "Mom, please continue."
"Xingjian is on a business trip. He told me that Yingying seems to be in Haojiagou..."
"Well...she lives in a villa now."
"Then you and Yingying..." the mother-in-law asked in a low voice.
"She lives next door to me." I knew what my mother-in-law meant. "In two months at most, we'll be divorced."
"Jingjing, can't you really forgive Yingying? A son-in-law is half a son, a son-in-law is half a son. Mom can't bear to part with you."
The Bai family has always taken good care of me. They do love me as their own son-in-law, but this relationship starts from that of a daughter. If Bai Ying and I divorce, no matter who she marries in the future, the Bai family cannot have two aunts, so... I can no longer call her mother.
After a moment's silence, I finally said, "Mom, I gave her a chance. It depends on how she grasps it. Anyway, I tried my best." In the end, I couldn't bear to hurt this woman.
"As long as you're willing to give her a chance, Jingjing, you're a good child, and Mom supports you." The mother-in-law seemed relieved, but a little tired. "In a couple of days, after I've arranged everything, Mom will go and talk to her and explain everything. Mom wants her to apologize to you."
Apologize? That's probably difficult. If she truly repents, she doesn't need her mother-in-law to persuade her.
"Mom, you should go to bed early." After chatting for a few sentences, I ended the call, and my originally weak condition seemed to have improved a little.
I went to the bathroom to wash my face, and the warm feeling disappeared a lot. I looked up at the bright mirror on the sink. The person in the mirror seemed to be looking at me coldly, but I didn't know if I could see clearly.
I forced myself to stay calm. My rationality wouldn't allow my emotions to run wild. Ultimately, it was just a piece of paper, its information too limited. Perhaps I didn't understand Li Xuanshi and Bai Ying well enough. While the damage they'd caused me was undeniable, I hadn't fully understood the whole story. Even if the Prisoner Project succeeded, I still felt uneasy. I needed an answer, an explanation. They owed me justice!
No, no... I always feel like something is wrong, like so many broken lines that can't be connected. Maybe if I get all the diaries, I can find the answer, but I can no longer rely on Cen Xiaowei. The coolness of the clear water is calming, and I think of the things I had overlooked before. There is something wrong with Cen Xiaowei.
Since Cen Xiaowei had access to this diary at the Hao family's house, why didn't she take a photo with her phone? Taking photos is more efficient than cutting it out, and you can capture more in the same amount of time. Perhaps she forgot or didn't bring her phone, or perhaps she simply wanted to make her case more convincing, believing that written words are far more reliable than photos. There should have been plenty of time; she could have easily cut out another one. Furthermore, this diary entry was made before we moved to Changsha, a year and a half ago. I was in prison, Bai Ying was in hiding, and perhaps Li Xuanshi hadn't kept much of a diary this year. Alternatively, Cen Xiaowei's seemingly random cutout was actually a carefully selected piece of paper.
Hao Laogou flew to Beijing to meet Bai Ying secretly, and later hooked up with Li Xuanshi. The obscene drama between the three of them hurt me, but what I couldn't tolerate even more was Bai Ying's betrayal - Xiaowei tried to intensify my hatred for Bai Ying, especially this diary in which Li Xuanshi "accused" Bai Ying, which was indeed the best weapon of attack.
I can't tolerate Bai Ying's deception, but is Xiao Wei also deceiving me? So-called emotions are just a means of revenge. Who cares about my wounds?
What is certain is that Hao, Bai and Li had an affair in Beijing, but whether the subjective statement is true is another matter. I hate Bai Ying, but I cannot make a unilateral judgment based on this. This will make me have a reverse sense of identity when examining other people - even if I want to deny Bai Ying, I will not deny her just because Cen Xiaowei denies her.
The women surrounding Hao Jianghua are definitely not white lotuses. Perhaps they were once, but now they are definitely stained with color. Cen Xiaowei is caught in the middle of this situation. Is she really suffering because of me, or is she another black mandala?
"Hao Jianghua was admitted to the county hospital. He received several blows to the head, possibly a fractured forehead and injured tear bones. He also needed five or six stitches in the corner of his eye."
"My wife is also at the hospital. The medical report won't be out until tomorrow, so Hao Jianghua will have to stay for two days," He Xiaoyue said. "If the injuries are minor, Hao Jie might face a prison sentence."
"They will reconcile. Old man Hao is still alive. He won't watch his grandson go to jail. It's not time for the two Hao brothers to fall out. Hao Jie just has to suffer a little." Perhaps due to the Hao family's hatred and unwillingness to pay too much attention to their plight, my mind was still groggy and my thinking seemed to be delayed.
"Bai Ying and Li Xuanshi, what kind of people are they?" I posed the question. "I'm asking how you see them."
"My view of them is simply what they feel they can show me. I have no way of understanding what they don't show me." He Xiaoyue thought for a moment, "In my opinion, they're not as bad as I think, nor as good as you think. You've always thought too highly of them, and that's why you've been hurt."
I was silent and handed the paper over.
He Xiaoyue, confused, took the book and glanced at it, unable to conceal her surprise. After finishing it, she frowned slightly and sighed heavily, "Where did you get this from?"
I didn't respond. I honestly showed Cen Xiaowei the diary. It was awkward, but worth it. This was also a test, a way to verify He Xiaoyue's controllability. If she told Li Xuanshi, it would mean she wouldn't be my friend, which would be a dangerous move. Fortunately, it wouldn't involve the Prisoner Project, so even if she was suspected, it wouldn't matter. If she chose to keep it secret, it meant she was under my control. In this woman's drama, I needed a spy, but I was still observing who was more reliable between Cen Xiaowei and He Xiaoyue.
Seeing I had no intention of revealing the source, she stopped asking questions and said, "If you hadn't shown it to me, I wouldn't have known anything about it... I don't know how to comfort you."
"Do you think what's written here is true?"
"What do you mean?" He Xiaoyue looked at me. "Do you still have illusions about Bai Ying and think she and Hao Jianghua are innocent? You are more familiar with Madam's handwriting than the rest of us. Since she wrote it, it means this incident happened. Do you think Madam is fabricating it?"
"I'm not questioning the incident itself. Even if it was a mother-in-law and daughter-in-law threesome, I wouldn't be surprised. Although it's hard to let go, I'm not naive enough to think it's fake."
I sighed, "Based on your understanding, is it really possible that Bai Ying would cooperate so well? According to what's written above, Bai Ying was even proactive... and she portrayed herself as being wronged..."
"I understand what you mean. You think even if they did it, it wouldn't be what's written on paper. You suspect your wife is deliberately trying to discredit Bai Ying." He Xiaoyue continued, "This happened in Beijing. I wasn't there, so I don't know the details, and they didn't tell me."
"Although Hao Jianghua enjoys group drama, he's too busy to handle it. He and Bai Ying only had sex once in front of me. There's no way Bai Ying would show off too much in front of us. After all, she relies on her status as the eldest daughter of the Bai family and the daughter-in-law of the wife, so naturally she looks down on us. Besides the wife, Xu Lin and Shi Yun are more familiar with her, and you know why. But based on my experience with Hao Jianghua, and the fact that I witnessed him playing with women, the kind of debauchery they displayed was absolutely beyond your imagination, and of course that includes the wife and Xiao Wei... So, it's no surprise that Bai Ying's behavior was even more excessive."
He Xiaoyue let out a sigh. "I've told you, there's something strange about Hao Jianghua's soup. I try not to drink it, and even if I do, I try to induce vomiting. Every woman who drinks it treats Hao Jianghua like he's the emperor. I think this soup is like opium, and Hao Jianghua is the trigger. He's got the power to captivate women."
There was indeed something wrong with Hao Jianghua's tonic soup, but it wasn't the only factor. I doubted it was even the primary cause. He Xiaoyue kept trying to refute it, but she had no more compelling explanation. I tried to think further, but my thoughts drifted away. It seemed difficult to focus. I tried to calm down, but my mind struggled to come up with anything.
My body felt strangely hot. Was it the stirring of suppressed desire? Perhaps the diary entry had triggered my depression. While He Xiaoyue was insisting on the medicinal soup, I was actually more inclined towards the lust of women. This was an emotional judgment. I should have controlled it and analyzed it rationally, but for some reason, I felt an inexplicable irritation within me, and my rational thoughts lost their direction. Perhaps now was not the time for rationality...
I pulled He Xiaoyue to the bed. Desire? Perhaps. The deeper I delved into the core of revenge, the more intense the burning sensation in my heart grew. My once sluggish sexual desire seemed to become stronger. It had only been a short time since I was released from prison, but my desire for release was overflowing. Could this also be a side effect of Qi training?
Without undoing his belt, he slid the zipper down his crotch, and the two brothers leaped out of their panties. Their thick, robust penises stood proudly, their sacs still hidden within, yet their power was evident. Their fleshy, green stems stared at the large, purple-red glans, brimming with energy and blood.
He Xiaoyue screamed in her heart, feeling that it seemed to be stronger than last time, and even longer. She reached out and touched it, and it was warm and hot. She stroked it up and down along the stem.
The smooth tongue kisses the shaft, leaving the moisture of the lips. The tongue licks from the side to the glans, the sensitive part at the top, the tip of the tongue licks the urethra, stimulating the prostate. The tongue circles on the glans, and then the lips open further, taking the glans in, only able to take most of it in to try to lick and suck, and then a small mouthful. While stroking, the other hand caresses the balls, stroking the testicles back and forth, especially the light flick of the fingertips.
"Hiss..." I suddenly gasped, but it wasn't a pleasant feeling. Instead, as the glans of my penis moved through her small mouth, my teeth scraped against a sensitive spot. A strange feeling of pain and itching made me feel a little disappointed. I never thought that He Xiaoyue looked skilled, but her oral sex skills were average, even worse than Xunxu's.
She hadn't noticed that she was making me uncomfortable, and thought I was enjoying it, so she sped up her sucking. Now, although I felt a little pleasure from her doing this, I was mostly helpless: "Stop it for now."
"Are you ready to cum?" He Xiaoyue spit out the glans, "Actually, you can cum in my mouth."
I pointed at the red glans of my penis under my crotch and said, "You scraped it with your teeth."
He Xiaoyue then realized that she had made a mistake, and her pretty face couldn't help but blush: "This is my first time giving a blowjob, I didn't control myself well."
"Haven't you ever been sucked by Hao Jianghua?" I frowned slightly.
"I've only masturbated him with my hands, never with my mouth," He Xiaoyue said. "His penis is fishy and smelly, and I was afraid that if I sucked it, the child's breath would stink. He didn't give me any difficulty about it. After all, any of the nannies in the orphanage could do it. I've seen how they do it, so I just copied them."
"Then suck it for me now, don't worry about the bad smell."
"You... don't stink." He Xiaoyue lowered her head. "You're a good person, um, a good man."
This is a rather ironic assessment, and perhaps I once was, but I know that this label no longer belongs to me.
I didn't expect that I was the first man to enjoy her oral sex service. I sighed and said, "Just take your time. First stick out your tongue, put it on the bottom, and then suck it in."
He Xiaoyue did as I told her and put it in her mouth again. Sure enough, she didn't touch my cock with her teeth again, and started sucking hard.
She sucked my throbbing, hard cock passionately, her tongue licking back and forth near the glans. The "slurp" sound of sucking was pleasing to my ears. Her right hand tightly grasped the base of my cock, and at the same time, she stroked it vigorously back and forth. In coordination with the movement of her mouth, she lifted my scrotum from the bottom up. After kissing the glans passionately, she rubbed the shaft with her cheeks and nose, licked the shaft with her tongue, and then swallowed the glans into her mouth and sucked it.
I closed my eyes and enjoyed He Xiaoyue's oral service. Although her technique was rusty, she adapted quickly, sucking deeper and deeper without any perfunctory intentions. She was very enthusiastic. Perhaps my image was more acceptable to her than Hao Laogou's. We did it a few more times. Compared to her being arranged by Hao Laogou to sleep with someone, her impression of me should be quite good. On the one hand, I had her handle, and on the other hand, I could provide her with assistance and protection, so her catering and flattery were understandable.
Of the women in Hao Jianghua's inner circle, He Xiaoyue was probably my most stress-free source of sexual desire. I felt no feelings for her either. Hao Jianghua treated her like a sex urinal, and I, too, treated her like a tool for sexual gratification. The only difference was that I treated her like a person—not necessarily a good woman, but at least a good mother, someone who protected her inner tenderness.
The erect and hard penis was surrounded by the wet and warm mouth. He Xiaoyue seemed to really want to eat the penis. She swallowed the penis into her throat with the glans of the penis. Although it was a bit difficult to breathe, she still tried her best to open her Adam's apple. The swollen glans of the penis rubbed against her throat. This intense pleasure made me feel the urge to ejaculate.
"Xiaoyue, I'm going to cum!" I subconsciously grabbed her head and pressed it down between my legs. The rising heat in my body made me unwilling to suppress it. Perhaps it was the scene in the diary where Hao, Li Bai and the other two ate cherries that made me feel resentful. I did have a surge of anger, as if intertwined with desire, and I forcefully thrust into He Xiaoyue's mouth several times until a certain point, when my semen valve loosened.
My cock kept throbbing, and cum shot out one after another. Thick, hot cum suddenly gushed out like a flash flood, shooting straight into the depths of He Xiaoyue's throat, even trying to invade her throat. He Xiaoyue swallowed the cum in a panic, sucking hard on my glans. She swallowed the cum in succession, her cheeks bulging from being filled with cum. She even put her hand under her lips to prevent it from overflowing, not caring about the taste. She swallowed desperately along with Porto. Fortunately, her throat was open, and after a few mouthfuls of cum, her mouth was able to hold on.
Fatigue washed over me. After ejaculation, I felt a wave of tiredness. My penis was still erect, erect, but even after ejaculation, I felt unsatisfied. I did feel a deep sense of exhaustion. My desires were unsatisfied, but I lay on my back, without the energy to continue.
He Xiaoyue leaned over to undress me, seeming to sense my displeasure. "I'll be on top, okay?"
"Hmm." I responded casually, feeling tired and my mind was drowsy, but my body was hot and my desire was burning, like a charcoal fire of passion that seemed impossible to extinguish until the time was right.
He Xiaoyue also took off her clothes, stood at my waist, stretched her legs apart, and then slowly squatted down, with her erect penis pressed between her warm and moist legs, and the glans facing the soft, protruding mound of flesh.
The hot big glans rubbed against her valley, and she was itching impatiently. She reached out to grab the penis and put it against the honey pot at the clitoris petals. The big glans was pressed against the wet entrance of her vagina. After a few contacts, it was like coming to a wetland, moist and cool, longing for the hot guys to come in and explore.
The glans of the penis was already aimed at the entrance of her vagina. He Xiaoyue gritted her teeth and sat down. The thick penis smoothly entered her tightly contracted, warm and juicy vagina.
"Oh, it's so high... so big..." She moved her buttocks so that the glans could enter inch by inch through the wriggling of the tender flesh of the vagina, rather than thrusting in stiffly, "Oh... so comfortable... so good... ah..."
He Xiaoyue's moans were low, not as high-pitched as Cen Xiaowei's, but her body was clearly responding. I felt her warm flesh tightly wrapped around my shaft, stimulating my cock to thrust in and out in a sensual, instinctive manner. It wasn't very intense, responding to the rise and fall of her hips. Perhaps because she felt it was too thick, she didn't dare to sit down firmly.
Twisting her plump buttocks, transparent and glistening love juices oozed out from her plump vagina as it rose and fell with the thrusting. The thick and long penis repeatedly penetrated her cunt, and her beautiful buttocks lifted slightly. The glans seemed to sense that it had lost its virginity and strongly wanted to meet it. The shaft involuntarily rose slightly, and her buttocks fell down at this time, hitting it right in the face!
He Xiaoyue was immersed in the fantasy of being a female knight. Her cheeks turned red from being fucked, her vagina was trembling, and streams of vaginal fluid were flowing out continuously.
"Ah...it actually hit my cervix...big cock...it feels so good..."
It's not easy to be a female rider. Although it's very exciting, after riding for more than ten minutes, she was panting and out of breath. She was twisting her butt and trembling constantly.
The vagina has begun to contract violently, tightly clamping the man, and the body is almost instinctively stroking the stem up and down frantically.
"Ah...I'm going to...cum..." A stream of hot liquid suddenly gushed out, quickly surrounding the penis, and was shaken by the heat wave.
The glans of his penis, pressed against the opening of her uterus, was irrigated by this vaginal fluid, stimulating the scrotum at the base of his penis to twitch violently. His testicles seemed to burst, gushing out hot magma. Thick, sticky semen then rushed out of his urethra and gushed all at once into her uterus, stream after stream...
"Oh my god, so much cum..." The intense pleasure made He Xiaoyue feel weak all over. She stroked her slightly bulging belly. She knew it was the result of her uterus being irrigated, but such a large amount of cum was still beyond her expectations. She climbed up from the body and was suddenly stunned: "He actually fell asleep?"
My body responded instinctively, but I fell asleep in a state of indescribable fatigue...
"Actually, you... are really good." He Xiaoyue looked at the sleeping man in front of him. His full forehead and straight nose were indeed a perfect match for Bai Ying. It was a pity that the woman didn't know how to cherish him, and he... felt very pitiful when he thought about it. Such a mother, such a wife, such an experience...
I felt a little pity in my heart and couldn't help but touch the face. When I touched the sword, I felt unusual warmth.
"Why is it so hot?" He Xiaoyue originally thought it was the body heat caused by lust, until he touched his face and then reached out to touch his forehead. He was shocked, "I have a fever?!"
She sat up in shock, quickly put on her clothes, covered the man with a blanket, tidied up simply, put away the paper, and then went out.
"Is there something?" Bai Ying frowned slightly. She didn't expect He Xiaoyue to come.
"Sakyou has a fever, do you want to go check it out?"
Fever, a symptom of a fever caused by an imbalance in body temperature, can cause drowsiness and weakness, slowed brain function, and difficulty concentrating. While having intense sex during a fever can help dissipate heat, it can also lead to increased fatigue and weakness, with lethargy being the primary symptom.
This sudden fever caused me to fall into a coma, and without my knowledge, the situation took a turn that was beyond my control. This was something I had not anticipated