Sister Tang was known for her bold and domineering personality. In front of waiters, she was the epitome of a tough woman, a real man among females, and her boldness was both her trademark and her charm. However, it was precisely this boldness that had prevented Sister Tang from finding a suitable boyfriend. Wealthy men looked down on her for her humble origins, while she herself had high standards and ignored rich men she found unappealing. Young men without money couldn’t hold their heads up around her. Her demands were clear: a house and a car. The house should be a sea-view property in Zhonghai City, and the car should be a luxury model worth over 500,000 yuan.
Though a bit of a loser, he still had self-awareness.
Therefore, Sister Tang became a classic case of a woman who was too high for some and too picky for others—a leftover woman, as some might say.
Logically speaking, Sister Tang was attractive and had even been promoted to manager, so she wouldn’t have given Shui Miao a second glance.
But she knew very well that her sudden promotion from a waitress to manager was entirely thanks to Shui Miao. Moreover, since Shui Miao had arrived from his hometown, she noticed he had changed—becoming more masculine, more charismatic, and exuding a mysterious and boundless potential!
Just think, how exceptional Chairman Lin Qing’er was. Could the man she fancied possibly be ordinary?
For these reasons, Sister Tang willingly closed her eyes, ready to offer her first kiss.
Although Shui Miao had lost his virginity before, this was still his first kiss.
The two were like dry firewood and a blazing flame, igniting instantly, and right there in the alley, they began passionately kissing each other.
The first taste of forbidden fruit was always intoxicating and hard to stop.
Shui Miao and Sister Tang were lost in a haze of passion, their hands roaming freely over each other’s bodies, touching and caressing, their breathing growing heavier and their movements more intense.
“No!”
Sister Tang squinted her eyes, feeling a large hand squeezing her chest and then sliding down her abdomen, reaching the waistband of her pants. The last shred of her rationality prompted her to protest again… But Shui Miao was already too far gone. Sister Tang’s body was just right—not too thin, not too fat—her curves were perfect, her skin supple and elastic, every inch exuding the freshness of a virgin, nothing like the old widow Liu Hongmei.
Caught in a frenzy of excitement, Shui Miao ignored Sister Tang’s resistance and suddenly reached into her most private area…
“Ahh! No!”
Sister Tang’s eyes flew open, her body trembling. She tried to push Shui Miao away but couldn’t muster any strength. Her entire being was caught in a sensation she had never experienced before—a floating, euphoric feeling, as if her soul had soared out of her body, flying into the clouds and merging with Shui Miao’s, indistinguishable from one another.
“Someone’s watching!”
Sister Tang turned her head and saw an old lady peeking from around the corner.
The old lady was none other than the landlady of the neighborhood. Shui Miao glanced at her but ignored her, planning to continue his affection for ten more seconds before stopping. He sealed Sister Tang’s lips again, his tongue plunging into her mouth. Sister Tang hadn’t expected Shui Miao to become even more wild. After letting out a couple of muffled sounds through her nose, she pushed hard against Shui Miao, unable to budge him. In desperation, she reached down and grabbed his most sensitive spot, squeezing it hard, instantly snapping Shui Miao out of his trance!
As Shui Miao let go, Sister Tang released him too.
Both blushed and exchanged a glance with the old lady before quickly leaving.
The old lady, aroused beyond control, swallowed hard, her heart pounding. She entered her house and saw her bald husband coming out of the bathroom with his pants in hand. She pushed him down onto the toilet seat and, without hesitation, pulled down his pants and pounced on him…
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On the way back, neither Shui Miao nor Sister Tang spoke.
After walking over five hundred meters and reaching the main road, Shui Miao suddenly said, “Just now… we were so wild.”
Sister Tang had been covering her mouth the whole way, “You still have the nerve to say that? You bit my lips so hard they’re bleeding.”
“Really? Let me see!” Shui Miao was surprised.
Sister Tang shot him a disapproving look and used her other hand to block him, “What are you looking at? We’re on the street…”
Shui Miao didn’t quite understand—what was the big deal about being on the street? He just wanted to check her lips, not do anything else.
“What should we do then? Go to the hospital?” Shui Miao suddenly thought, realizing he might have been a bit too rough.
Sister Tang stopped walking and looked at Shui Miao, then grabbed his collar with her other hand, “Do you like me?”
“Let go already, or you’ll ruin your goddess image in my eyes,” Shui Miao said, exasperated. The domineering side of Sister Tang had shown itself again. When she didn’t loosen her grip, he added reluctantly, “You’re being silly. If I didn’t like you, why would I bite your lips?”
“Hmph! That’s better. But we’re not done yet. I’m going home to rest now because my mouth hurts,” Sister Tang let go and patted Shui Miao’s shoulder. “Also, don’t make friends with other girls. You’re mine now. If you mess around, I’ll crush your… next time.”
“Next time!?”
Shui Miao felt a chill run down his spine. He had landed himself with a fierce woman.
Sister Tang didn’t quite catch what he meant. She thought he was trying to shrug her off after taking advantage of her. She stomped her foot and grabbed his collar again, “What do you mean by that? Your hands have already touched me like that—do you think you can just walk away?”
“You misunderstood. I meant there shouldn’t be a next time. It hurts!”
Shui Miao felt a slight regret inside, sensing that Sister Tang was now stuck with him.
Sister Tang blushed, “That’s better. Oh, and if Chairman Lin asks, just say I had dinner with you. You spent 5,000 yuan, and I only had a drink.”
“Five thousand yuan for one meal? Do you think I’m a pig!?”
Shui Miao immediately caught on. Sister Tang was trying to get some extra cash by forging an expense report. She’d get a receipt for the dinner and claim it from the finance department.
“You don’t have to say anything. Just come with me to look at houses later,” Sister Tang had already started thinking about buying a house and getting married.
“…”
Shui Miao was speechless. Judging by Sister Tang’s attitude, he suspected she’d drag him to the marriage registration office in no time!
A marriage-obsessed woman—he had run into one!
At that moment, a taxi pulled up. Sister Tang opened the door and got in. From the side, Shui Miao saw her lips—they looked like two sausages were hanging from her mouth…
Seeing how serious her lips were injured, Shui Miao didn’t feel worried. Instead, he secretly felt relieved. Thank goodness the injury was severe. Otherwise, she would definitely come looking for him tonight, and once she did, it would be too late to escape her grasp.
Shui Miao didn’t dislike Sister Tang, but he wasn’t mentally prepared yet.
To be precise, Shui Miao actually liked Chu Miaoyi more.
In Shui Miao’s heart, if the women were ranked, Chu Miaoyi would be first, followed by Lin Qing’er and Sister Tang. There was also Lin Xue, Da Shuang, and Xiao Shuang—they were all great women and potential wives in his mind.
Watching the taxi disappear into the distance, Shui Miao suddenly wondered, puzzled—what was going on with him lately? Why had he suddenly become so popular with women?
After thinking for a while, Shui Miao warned himself mentally: from now on, he must never casually get involved with women again. His hard-earned spiritual energy couldn’t be wasted on a few women—he must control himself! Strictly control himself!
But when faced with such beauty, could he really restrain himself?
Shui Miao couldn’t help but doubt.
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At 11 a.m., Shui Miao booked a lavish banquet at a hotel and waited outside for Chu Miaoyi and Lin Xue.
Ten minutes later, a taxi pulled up beside him.
To Shui Miao’s surprise, a man accompanied Chu Miaoyi and Lin Xue.
“Who’s this?”
Shui Miao was puzzled. The three were dressed casually, and this man didn’t look impressive at all—he even seemed a bit sleazy. He had no idea what his relationship with Chu Miaoyi was.
“Oh, he’s our colleague, Yao Ye. He insisted on coming along. What can I do? A grown man, and I couldn’t get rid of him no matter how hard I tried!” Lin Xue said with a smile, though it was unclear whether she was joking or intentionally embarrassing Yao Ye.
“Lin Jie, I won’t be sitting with you. Don’t worry, I’ll have my own table,” Yao Ye sounded unhappy, but he didn’t dare to say anything too harsh to Lin Xue. He simply waved his hand and walked into the hotel with a sullen expression.
Chu Miaoyi approached and smiled slightly at Shui Miao, “Xiao Shui, this place is too fancy. Maybe we should go somewhere else?”
Chu Miaoyi wasn’t trying to save Shui Miao money. She just didn’t want to dine in the same hotel as Yao Ye.
Yao Ye had deliberately followed them, wanting to see what kind of guy Shui Miao was, and then call his Zhonghai friends to teach Shui Miao a lesson.
“No, it’s fine. I’ve already reserved the banquet. Let’s go inside.”
Shui Miao didn’t think much of it.
Lin Xue stepped forward and took Chu Miaoyi’s hand, “Little sister, don’t fuss. It’s just a meal. Don’t worry—Xiao Shui booked a private room. You won’t have to see any flies or mosquitoes.”
Yao Ye hadn’t gone far. He stood at the hotel entrance making a phone call. Lin Xue’s words were meant for him to hear.
The three entered the hotel, and Yao Ye followed closely behind.
When the three entered the private room, Yao Ye ordered a table in the adjacent room and began calling his group of shady friends.
Shui Miao ignored Yao Ye. Whoever Lin Xue disliked was surely not a good person.
The waiters quickly served the dishes, and the three began chatting while eating.
Chu Miaoyi was straightforward and didn’t hide her intentions. She told Shui Miao directly why she had come to Zhonghai and hoped he would cooperate in investigating Wang Yong’s case.
Without hesitation, Shui Miao agreed immediately.
Seeing how readily he agreed, Lin Xue curiously asked, “Xiao Shui, Wang Yong is your godfather. Why would you believe us—people you’ve barely met—over him? That doesn’t make sense.”
“There’s nothing illogical about it. I suspect Wang Yong might be using me. If you can prove it, I’ll be grateful. I don’t want to call a thief my father. But then again, if he’s truly innocent, no matter how hard you investigate, you won’t find anything. I’ll stay neutral and only support what’s right—not who’s close to me.”
Chu Miaoyi nodded with a smile, “Xiao Shui, you haven’t disappointed me. Come, let me toast you.”
“Thank you…”
Shui Miao raised his red wine glass and drank it all in one go.
Lin Xue watched and smirked slightly, shaking her head, “I don’t think so. You’re not supporting what’s right—you’re just attracted to the beautiful girl. You’re saying this just to impress her.”
“How could that be…”
Shui Miao was stunned, realizing Lin Xue had seen through his thoughts.
“Don’t deny it.”
Lin Xue raised her hand, interrupting him, “I’ve grown up with Miaoyi. To me, she’s like my own younger sister. As her older sister, I must take care of her life matters. Even if you don’t have feelings for my sister, if you want to be friends with her, you must first pass my test.”
Lin Xue had her own way of dealing with men.
Shui Miao thought for a moment, then raised his wine glass and nodded at Lin Xue, “Lin Jie, you girls have helped me a lot since you arrived in Zhonghai. Honestly, I really want to be friends with you. It’s just that my background isn’t that great…”
“Forget about backgrounds. None of us are born into nobility. Don’t drink red wine—let’s have white instead.” Lin Xue stood up, opened the door, and asked the waiter to bring a case of baijiu. She turned back and patted Shui Miao’s shoulder seriously, “Making friends with me is simple. One case of baijiu—we each drink a bottle. If you finish one bottle, it means you consider me a friend. Two bottles, and we’re brothers…”
“What if I finish three?” Shui Miao interrupted. Lin Xue smiled and shook her head, “With your build, finishing three bottles? You’ll probably be unconscious after three!”
“If that’s what you say, Lin Xue Jie, I’ll drink three bottles today,” Shui Miao took a deep breath and looked at Chu Miaoyi, who was shaking her head vigorously.
Chu Miaoyi stood up to speak, but Lin Xue interrupted her, “If you finish three bottles, I’ll let Miaoyi marry you.”
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“Oh no!”
In the next room, Yao Ye, who had been eavesdropping with his ear pressed against the wall, felt his heart sink when he heard Lin Xue’s words. He hurriedly opened the door and went out, just in time to meet the waiter bringing the alcohol. He stopped the waiter immediately, “I’m their friend. What’s the alcohol content of this wine?”
“Forty-five degrees, sir. What’s the matter?” The waiter looked at Yao Ye strangely. If they were friends, why weren’t they in the same room?
Yao Ye narrowed his eyes, “Take this back and replace it with the highest-proof alcohol your hotel has. No matter the price, I’ll pay.”
A customer willing to pay for expensive alcohol and leave a tip? Why not? The waiter’s eyes sparkled with excitement as he said, “Oh, I just remembered—we have some new Russian high-proof spirits. Sixty-three degrees. But they’re not cheap…”
“Sixty-three degrees? Perfect. Bring that one. I’ll go pay.”
Yao Ye smirked inwardly. “You little punk, trying to compete with me for the girl? I’ll get you drunk to death first!”
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