As he stepped out of the elevator, their eyes met.
"Ahem... I have a room."
Li Chengqian took out his room key and said weakly.
"Mr. Li, I hope you don’t do something you’ll regret."
Gu Feng smiled and patted his shoulder. The implication was clear.
’Fuck, I’m already being humiliated like this. What more do you want from me?’
Li Chengqian was furious, but he didn’t dare let it show.
Forget about two-on-one; even in a fair fight,
Gu Feng would thrash him in minutes.
"Fine, I get it."
Li Chengqian quickly swiped his key card and walked into the suite next door.
The first thing he did upon entering the room was press his ear to the wall.
He could faintly hear Han Yue’s familiar voice.
Li Chengqian’s face flushed beet red.
The thought of that slut Han Yue’s seductive demeanor made waves of anger surge through him.
But after listening for a while, the sounds from next door grew louder and louder.
It was as if Han Yue’s voice was on a loudspeaker,
taunting his nerves with even greater clarity.
Li Chengqian realized his old problem was flaring up again.
Listening to the seductive moans from next door.
In less than five minutes, he had calmed down.
But his five minutes weren’t even a fraction of what Qi Sheng was capable of next door.
Nearly an hour passed before Li Chengqian finally turned off his phone, sighing in relief.
He may not have had any real feelings for Han Yue,
but what she was doing was a brazen slap in the face.
If his friends and family ever found out he’d been cuckolded twice,
he might as well leave Chengdu and start over in a new city.
’Holy shit, are they fucking starting again?’
Li Chengqian was dumbfounded. ’Is that bastard really this potent?’
This round was clearly even longer than the last.
Han Yue’s voice was already starting to sound faint.
He couldn’t resist slamming his fist against the wall.
...
As if in response, the sounds from next door grew even louder.
Another hour passed before Han Yue’s wail-like cry pierced through the wall.
Only then did things next door finally come to a temporary halt.
Li Chengqian lay limply on his bed.
In those three hours, he had rewarded himself a full five times.
By now, he simply couldn’t reward himself any further.
At his age, he rarely felt as impulsive as he did today.
But the day’s events had been far too stimulating.
He thought he’d scored a beautiful young wife for free.
He never imagined she was actually a slut sent by Qi Sheng just to screw with him.
’That damned pair, I hope they die a horrible death!’
Li Chengqian viciously cursed the pair next door,
trying to find some small comfort in it.
...
「Next Door」
Qi Sheng held Han Yue’s passably fair, youthful body, quite satisfied with her astuteness.
"I’ll have my lawyer contact you later. The money will be in your account soon."
"President Qi, will I have a chance to see you again?"
Hearing the man beside her, Han Yue grew nervous.
He was very willing to help out in that regard.
"Get on top. You do the work."
When Qi Sheng felt he was ready, he gave Han Yue a new command.
"Of course, Master~"
Han Yue seductively settled on top of him and once again began her loud, rhythmic moaning.
...
’Fuck, are they never going to stop?’
Li Chengqian thought they had finally finished next door.
How long had it been? And now they were fucking at it again.
He watched the time tick by.
Li Chengqian’s eyes were glazed over, his heart filled with a regret so deep it was nauseating.
If he’d known Han Yue was this kind of woman from the start,
he wouldn’t have tried to take advantage of the situation, not even if you’d beaten him to death.
And now look. The "bargain" had turned into a disaster he couldn’t get rid of.
’Fuck, he’s an animal!’
Li Chengqian saw that a full eighty minutes had passed.
All of his own sessions combined didn’t even add up to ten minutes.
The thought of his sweet new bride next door being ravaged by that bastard for hours on end...
...made his heart bleed.
’Damn it, even if she was a freebie, she’s still my wife!’
When the sounds from next door finally stopped for good,
Li Chengqian couldn’t bear the torment any longer. He immediately dialed Han Yue’s number.
"Hello?"
Han Yue’s voice was as sweet as ever.
But to Li Chengqian’s ears, it sounded exceptionally cold and sinister.
"It’s me. What the hell do you want?"

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