Nine, Spring of Jinjiang
Get up, today we are going out, make sure to tidy up well, I will take you to meet your principal
It is already 2 AM, and returning to school is no longer possible; before entering the room, Zhu Tong said he would sleep on the sofa; that is merely a beautiful lie, as everyone knows it is impossible. However, Qin Miao needs this lie, just as one needs to wear clothes.
Hello, miss, I would like to book a room, specifically a suite. "Please provide a card number," said Zhu Tong. "That is a business VIP card, which serves only a specific clientele." After the other party confirmed, the call was terminated.
In the three passages, there is a hint of ambiguity. Zhu Tong thought: Is the woman of the night interested in me?
Zhu Tong got up and embraced the body clad only in underwear behind her: "I need your help, not just in bed"
Zhu Tong carried her into the bathroom, and with a "thud," he tossed her into the spacious black bathtub, which was already filled with hot water. Qin Miao comfortably spread herself out in the water: "Aren't you coming in?"
Zhu Tong felt somewhat moved, as Qin Miao's infatuation left a slight indentation on the icy surface of his heart, but it was quickly smoothed over; he had heard too many love declarations, even in a small town in Shandong, where a girl had committed suicide for him, yet once they parted ways, it all became a fleeting memory; those were products of impulse, not to be taken seriously and certainly not lasting. As a professional con artist, he had long ceased to believe in the sweet nothings conjured by mysterious hormones.
Similarly, Second Master also has a number that serves the same purpose
Zhu Tong finished buying cigarettes and walked out of the hall. He took a phone card from his bag and switched it to his mobile phone, dialing Er Shixiong's number. This was the agreement among the brothers: if a call did not come from this number, no matter how normal the tone was, it would certainly be a lie. He would understand: Zhu Tong was in trouble
The reason Tong moved into the Jinjiang Hotel was not only to shake off the persistent tracking of the Fourth Rank Red Fire, but also to serve as a form of testing.
She kept her eyes closed, nodding slightly, then hurriedly shaking her head, struggling to get away; she had already sensed the man's weapon. But it was too late, the man once again spread her legs and turned to press down on her.
I am serious, I will have lunch with Dean Wang at noon. You can decide whether to go or not. Don't you want to be able to go to the Ocean Hospital after graduation?
At this moment, the images of Qin Miao and Ye Er overlapped, and Zhu Tong reached out to turn off the bedside lamp; a faint call echoed in the darkness
Qin Miao hesitated for a moment, and Zhu Tong turned back with a smile, wrapping his arm around her waist: "Danger is everywhere, especially at night. Are you afraid?"
You are not a doctor, so how do you know our dean
Do you want more? You are tempting me like this
"Doctors don't have as much money as you do, and books wouldn't understand such extravagance either, as you realized when you gifted me Chanel." Qin Miao was arranging her slightly damp hair, taking out the Chanel outfit and holding it up to herself: "Is it still okay to wear this?"
For two nights and one day, Zhu Tong and Qin Miao dined in various charming restaurants along the Jinjiang River, strolled through shopping streets, and frolicked in the swimming pool, as happy as two fish. Of course, most of their time was still spent rolling around on the bed of the suite that cost one hundred fifty U.S. dollars per day.
Zhu Tong finally pulled his thoughts back and realized that his hand had unknowingly grabbed the girl's bottom.
The world of rivers and lakes belongs to the rivers and lakes, women belong to women, and business must always be conducted. Zhu Tong decided to stay; he even had a certain eagerness to see the opponents behind the scenes
Zhu Tong's response at that time was: Each profession has its own specialization, and no one can learn all knowledge; the art of accepting bribes lies not in the act of receiving, but in how to receive and how to conceal.
"You should leave, miss, or I will call security," Qin Keqiang said reluctantly, his eyes not leaving her partially exposed rounded bosom
Zhu Tong was somewhat surprised, as the other party did not hide their attention towards him. They nodded friendly, tapped their forehead twice with their middle finger, and then lowered their head to continue reading the newspaper
The woman approached, and the space of the standard room was not large. At this moment, the air was filled with a strong scent of perfume.
"Not bad, it is the most suitable for you." Zhu Tong exclaimed, saying seriously, "I am indeed a doctor, and I really know Vice Dean Wang of the Ocean Medical College. I am truly having lunch with him at noon, and this is not contradictory."
Qin Keqiang felt parched and almost succumbed to the urge to pounce. Suddenly, he recalled that the young boss of the chartered car had said, although he was straightforward, it was unlikely he would spend money to indulge in women. As a taxi driver, Qin Keqiang had a rough idea of the prices of the women mingling here.
The girl's resistance is also a captivating expression of charm, as Zhu Tong guides his hand of desire to unveil layers of armor made of fabric, transforming the two into semi-nude figures amidst hurried breaths
His understanding of the eight-grade orchids was gleaned from casual conversations with his second senior brother. He had only heard that he had switched to the entertainment industry, but he did not expect that those women would become involved in the high-risk counterfeit currency business
He is a man shrouded in mystery, exuding charm, and even in silence, he does not create an awkward atmosphere; the girl, intoxicated by emotions and red wine, cannot fathom that the man beside her is contemplating matters from another world
The woman, somewhat flustered, adjusted her clothing at the door. Upon seeing someone pass by, she immediately resumed her alluring demeanor: "The armed police are not the same as the regular police." She swayed her hips and walked away.
"I can do anything for you." Tears welled up in Qin Miao's eyes, and her damp lips frantically moved against Zhu Tong's face: "I know that after today, you may never see me again. I know that's what you think. Don't forget this silly girl of yours"
In retrospect, perhaps my judgment was mistaken; he does not resemble an ordinary white-collar worker or a typical wealthy individual. Rather, he embodies a gentlemanly demeanor that seems to have been distilled from a life of privilege often depicted in films. The presence of such a person in a bar is somewhat peculiar; Zhu Tong had never encountered someone like him before, which inevitably led to some misconceptions.
The owner of this number is the president of a higher education institution in Wuhan. To express his gratitude to Zhu Tong for the gift he sent, he said: "A conversation with you is worth more than ten years of study; today I have come to realize that there are greater heights beyond the heavens"
The young girl lazily moved a couple of times, suddenly sitting up. The bed sheet slipped down, revealing her beautiful upper body standing tall against the sunlight, with a slight fuzz seemingly floating in the beam of light
Qin Keqiang was focused on driving, curious about where the young man intended to stay. He then heard him say to the beautiful young lady: "The late-night snacks at the Jinjiang Hotel are quite good. There is a bar on the eleventh floor. After we finish our tour of Pudong, we can sit there for a while, and then go to the third floor for some late-night snacks. Does that sound good?"
At exactly 11 o'clock, Zhu Tong accompanied Qin Miao downstairs. The two of them resembled a pair of blissful newlyweds, attracting many envious glances. As they passed through the lobby, Zhu Tong spotted a familiar figure—one of the companions of the woman from the night, the gentlemanly man, who was sitting at a tea table more than ten meters away, reading a newspaper
As the male companion of the Night Woman left, he passed by Zhu Tong, who at that time was still accompanied by the security guard Yang Hui. Out of instinctive vigilance, Zhu Tong took note of the man, who appeared to be in his thirties, dressed appropriately, and exuding an air of self-satisfied ease. At that moment, Zhu Tong assessed that the man was likely a senior executive in a high position. It was precisely because of his outstanding presence that Zhu Tong paid attention to his female companion, the Night Woman.
A moan | The sound of singing rises, the loose hair sways; the young girl endures the impact, once again holding tightly to the devil on her body
Qin Miao understood what it meant to follow this man, whom she had known for less than forty-eight hours, into the Jinjiang Hotel, but in her feelings, everything felt so natural and smooth, as if things were meant to be this way
"Are you comfortable, darling?" Zhu Tong patted her on the backside, and Qin Miao shyly nodded, then shook her head.
Qin Miao's legs are beautiful, full and straight yet not overly plump; when they are together, there is not a single gap. When Zhu Tong's hand reaches over, Qin Miao trembles slightly, offering no resistance, and unfolds herself in response to the man's strength.
If needed, I will accompany you; Li Xiang, in my heart, this is your name. You are the man of my dreams, regardless of who you actually are.
Qin Miao curiously asked: "Who were you on the phone with, that police officer?"
Qin Keqiang's taxi has been parked in the parking lot of the Jinjiang Hotel, and he has been staying in a standard room in another building. Zhu Tong said: "You cannot go anywhere these two days; eat whatever you want, play whatever you want, but you just cannot leave"
The sky soon brightened, and Zhu Tong hardly felt the passage of time, as if he had only washed some algae, and the hands of the clock on the bedside had already reached 8 o'clock.
Neither of the two mentioned the topic of virginity, and naturally, they did not discuss matters of the future. They were simply enjoying this inevitably fleeting happiness. The loss of petals does not signify a lack of virginity. Qin Miao's somewhat stiff demeanor in bed should indicate that she has little experience
The taxi stopped in front of the door, the European Gothic architecture cast in light and shadow, under the deliberately rendered lighting, resembling an ancient castle from a fairy tale, inside which there are a prince and a devil
Individuals in the jianghu are unpredictable in their movements, and choosing a place to settle is a matter of great caution. Unless there are special reasons, very few people would frequent a location like the Jinjiang Hotel. This is because the Jinjiang Hotel is a sensitive point in Shanghai, having hosted many prominent figures, with a long-standing history and a multitude of distinguished guests coming and going, making it an inherently risky place characterized by internal tension and external laxity.
At this point, Qin Miao had already given up resisting, softly collapsing into the man's embrace; Zhu Tong also ceased to be rough, savoring the sweetness of the young girl delicately.
In another building, Qin Keqiang was feeling bored when the phone rang; the young boss finally needed the car
The lighting in the bar was dim, and he had no idea when the Night Woman entered the establishment; however, Zhu Tong could recall that the Night Woman had a companion, a man who appeared to be exceptionally distinguished.
The light is a magician, transforming the eyes of the young boy into a bottomless pool, gentle yet pure. Qin Miao, captivated by the passion in those eyes, ultimately could not resist the temptation, as if intoxicated by fine wine, gradually entering a state of bliss...
Qin Miao nestled in Zhu Tong's embrace, feeling a mix of tension and anticipation. Dr. Li merely held her, grasping her hand, without any further actions; his eyes were fixed on the scenery outside the car window, as if he were genuinely appreciating the night view of Shanghai
In the suite of the South Building of the Jinjiang Hotel, Zhu Tong finally lifted the limp Qin Miao onto the spacious bed.
The sun once again shone through the curtains onto the spacious bed in the suite, as Zhu Tong, naked, emerged from the bathroom to wake the soundly sleeping Qin Miao.
Go meet our dean
Is it true? Handsome, can you really bear to let me go
After taking such a long detour, it turns out we still have to return to the starting point. Qin Keqiang felt distressed about the fuel costs and had a slight dissatisfaction with the car rental owner
For a thirty-year-old taxi driver, such a life is simply a dream; he is self-aware and does not believe that a girl like Qin Miao would belong to him, nor does he harbor any illusions about the beautiful women he encounters in restaurants; it is only the phone calls that sometimes ring at night that leave him distracted.
The night before last, Zhu Tong had Qin Keqiang take a long detour in Shanghai, only entering the Jinjiang Hotel after confirming that no one was following him. The situation Qin Keqiang encountered yesterday was a warning; someone had already located his hiding place. This means that the Fourth Rank Red Fire or others completely disregarded Huang Hai's presence and were determined to find him.
Do not deceive the little girl; this is somewhat unexpected. The history of the eighth-grade orchid has not been clean in the past. Has the passage of time transformed those from the brothel into bodhisattvas?
"How do you know I am not a doctor?" Zhu Tong, dressed in a suit, sat on the sofa, showing no surprise at Qin Miao's question
I... you, you are lying. Qin Miao snapped out of her initial shock, screamed, and jumped into Zhu Tong's arms: "Li Xiang, do you really know Dean Wang? Wang Juefei?"
As imagined, her frame is slender, with a layer of soft fat covering various parts of her body, the slightly youthful lines appearing both uneven and curvaceous. Gently unfastening the soft clasp at the back, a pair of graceful breasts is revealed under the dim yellow light of the bedside lamp
After listening to the instructions, Qin Keqiang recounted what happened last night before hanging up. The other party was silent for a moment before saying: "Master Qin, you did very well. You are a good person and a good driver"
Zhu Tong prides himself on being a "businessman" and understands the relationship between investment and return. Excluding Qin Miao's clothing, he has invested 250,000 in Wang Juefei; this is the main reason he is reluctant to withdraw easily. The other party was able to locate the Jinjiang Hotel within a day, indicating that a considerable amount of manpower and resources were invested. With such a significant capital outlay, they are certainly not going to let him off easily
Qin Miao was clad in only two pieces of thin fabric, a pure white lace bra and matching panties. The expensive Chanel outfit had fulfilled its purpose, scattered between the sofa in the living room and the bed in the bedroom
Qin Miao leaned her small mouth close to Zhu Tong's ear and whispered, "Don't be so bad"
LH, Eight-Rank Orchid, Night Woman. The Eight-Rank Orchid has always been closely associated with the sex industry in the history of the Jianghu. Operating brothels and flower boats is their specialty, which were later thoroughly destroyed. Zhu Tong recalls the fragments of this woman's appearances, hoping for more clues.
After a brief exchange of pleasantries, Zhu Tong directly addressed the topic: "Officer Huang, I am with a friend, so please cancel the room reservation. You can keep the items in the room for now; alright, thank you for your concern, ... ... Rest assured, I will definitely arrive on time"
While kissing in the lounge, Zhu Tong had already noticed that Qin Miao had experience in this regard, and he also did not wish to sleep with a virgin
The writing on the note should be in a woman's handwriting
You go see Master Qin first at www.hetushucomcom to see if everything is ready. I will go over there to sell some cigarettes. Zhu Tong gave Qin Miao a light slap on the backside, and the young girl cast him a charming glance before obediently stepping out.
Indeed, students like you should be punished for skipping classes and going to hotels with men, which is grounds for expulsion. I will report you to Dean Wang later and tell him that you are a particularly inappropriate individual
He did not want to appear too eager, so he apologized and withdrew his hand, taking out his phone to dial Huang Hai's number
Leave Shanghai immediately; it is even more incomprehensible that although the number of people from the Zhu family is small, their mysterious origins and ghostly techniques have always allowed them to move stealthily in the martial world, and other sects do not easily provoke them. Although the Fourth-Rank Red Fire has considerable power, they are mostly insignificant petty thieves in the martial world, and Zhu Tong believes he can handle them. Moreover, the current martial world is different from the past; it is not the case that the more people one has, the more powerful one is, and the Eighth-Rank Orchid should understand this principle.
Half an hour later, Qin Miao stood in front of the wardrobe selecting clothes, which included two outfits purchased yesterday from the boutique at the Jinjiang Hotel
Qin Miao turned back and smiled: "I have said before, it does not matter who you are, for I have been enchanted by you. I am merely one of your fleeting encounters. I have indeed been very happy these past two days, and that is enough. You need not worry about my future"
The driver, dressed in underwear, opened the door, and a young lady entered, beautiful and voluptuous
A woman at night should be a wonderful lover, especially with a slightly lifted, elastic, full, and beautifully curved bottom; last night she seduced Zhu Tong, and thinking back on it still excites me
"Your boss sent me to keep you company." As soon as the woman entered, she sat on the bed, her thick black eyelashes fluttering; "The money has already been paid, tonight I am yours, you can play however you like."
Staying at the Jinjiang Hotel allows one to enjoy various comforts without stepping outside
Qin Keqiang was not considered handsome ten years ago, and he does not think so now; as he saw the woman starting to undress, he firmly grabbed her shoulders and dragged her to the door, pushing her out: "I used to be a special police officer, I've seen a lot."
Zhu Tong hesitated once again. Now, with less than an hour until the meeting with Wang Juefei, there was still time to retreat. That man was also a person of the jianghu; his gestures were a reminder to Zhu Tong to be cautious, as there was danger. This was not a good omen; with so many unexpected occurrences in this "business," should he consider giving up?
On the evening of the next day, Qin Keqiang was taking his fifth shower of the day when there was a knock at the door
Qin Miao lay lazily on Zhu Tong, the sheets were damp, clearly not as comfortable as here
"Indeed, he is just too enthusiastic; I am not accustomed to it, so I need to change places to stay." After saying this, he dialed another number.
Do not return to the hotel; it should refer to the hotel where he is staying. He can imagine that the group of fat people has most likely also checked in there