52: Chapter 52 Su Manqin and Zhou Li

Feeling the trembling body of Zhou Li in his arms and that kiss filled with despair and longing, the rationality in his eyes crumbled instantly.

He reached back to cup the back of her head, no longer holding back, turning passive into active.

This was not a gentle kiss, but a fierce plunder.

Between their lips and teeth, there was the taste of tobacco and their hurried breathing, as if they wanted to vent all the suppression and unwillingness in their hearts.

Zhou Li grabbed his lapels tightly, as if he were the only piece of driftwood for a drowning person.

Lin Yu's kiss was domineering and scorching, carrying an intense aggressiveness, storming and conquering, leaving her almost unable to breathe.

After a long time, their lips parted.

The two leaned their foreheads against each other, their breathing intertwined, as if the air itself carried sparks.

Zhou Li's cheeks were flushed, her eyes hazy, and her chest heaving violently.

She looked up, her voice tinged with a hint of hoarseness and trembling, her eyes full of desperate determination: "Lin Yu, take me away... take me."

She only wanted to completely sink into the arms of this powerful man, using the pain of her body to confirm she was still alive and to dispel the chill in her heart.

Lin Yu looked at her wet, glistening eyes, his Adam's apple bobbing up and down.

As a normal man, facing such a beautiful woman throwing herself into his arms, it was impossible for him to have no reaction.

His hand still rested on her slender waist, the temperature of his palm shockingly hot.

But in the end, he restrained himself.

He took a deep breath, forcibly suppressing the evil fire rising in his heart, gently flicked her nose with his finger, and a doting yet helpless smile curved at the corner of his mouth: "I want to, too; I've wanted to since high school."

His voice was low and hoarse as he leaned close to her ear, his hot breath spraying against her earlobe: "But Yifei is still waiting for you upstairs. She just went through those things, and right now, you are what she needs most."

Zhou Li froze for a moment, the haziness in her eyes gradually dissipating, replaced by a trace of shame and being moved.

Yes, Yifei was still waiting for her; she was her best friend and also a victim.

"Tomorrow..." Lin Yu stepped back half a step, looking at her with deep, meaningful eyes, "Shall we meet again tomorrow?"

These four words were like a reassurance, and also like a tempting promise.

Zhou Li broke into a smile through her tears, smoothed out her messy hair and collar, and regained her usual composure, though there was an added sense of dependence and tenderness toward Lin Yu in her eyes.

"Okay! See you tomorrow then."

"I'll be there."

Lin Yu watched her enter the elevator before turning and walking outside the residential compound.

And upstairs, at a window with the lights on, a beautiful silhouette also drew the curtains.

In the living room of the Ruiyuan Residential Compound flat, only a dim floor lamp was left on.

Lin Yu pushed the door open and entered, wrapped in the chill of the late night and a lingering trace of tobacco scent.

He lightened his footsteps. The master bedroom door was ajar, and through the crack, he could vaguely see two heaving, beautiful silhouettes.

Su Manqin and her daughter, Mu Wan, were already fast asleep.

He did not disturb this tranquility and walked straight into the secondary bedroom's bathroom.

The hot water from the showerhead washed over his body, but it could not extinguish the heat in his heart.

In his mind, like a carousel, he kept replaying how active and passionate Zhou Li had been half an hour ago when he dropped her off downstairs.

That kiss, carrying the unique charm of a mature woman and long-suppressed desire, was like a ball of fire, burning him until his mouth was dry.

Turning off the shower, Lin Yu grabbed a bath towel to wipe himself, wrapped it around his waist, and the remaining water droplets slid down his solid muscle lines.

He pushed open the master bedroom door, his gaze scanning in the darkness like a leopard patrolling its territory.

On the bed, Su Manqin was sleeping on her side, the strap of her silk pajamas had slipped halfway down, revealing her fair, rounded shoulders.

Mu Wan was curled up on the other side of the bed like a kitten.

The two beautiful sleeping faces, one big and one small, looked exceptionally alluring in the quiet night.

Lin Yu's Adam's apple bobbed.

He leaned down, his warm breath spraying against her neck, and then his lips lightly pressed onto hers.

"Mmm..." Su Manqin let out a vague whimper in her sleep, her eyelashes trembling as she opened her eyes.

Coming into view was Lin Yu's magnified, handsome face; she instantly woke up and wanted to push him away.

"Shh..." Lin Yu held down her shoulders, his eyes scorching and domineering.

He didn't give Su Manqin a chance to resist, directly scooping her up horizontally and walking toward the secondary bedroom.

"Lin Yu! What are you doing! Let me go!" Su Manqin exclaimed in a low voice, her eyes full of panic: "I am Wanwan's mother! I am twenty years older than you! We... we can't do this!"

Lin Yu gently placed her on the large bed in the secondary bedroom, looking down at her, a wicked, charming smile curling at the corner of his mouth: "Auntie! Your body is much more honest than your mouth."

...

Long after, the storm had just ceased.

The air was filled with a scent of musk that made one's heart race and face flush.

Su Manqin lay limp on the bed like a pool of spring water, the tear stains at the corners of her eyes not yet dry—that was the powerlessness of having been completely conquered.

Lin Yu did not let her off immediately; he turned and went to the bathroom to get a small box, taking out a white suppository.

"Turn over." Lin Yu's voice was gentle.

"I... I don't have a fever, I don't need a fever-reducing suppository!"

"For safety, this protective measure must be taken."

Su Manqin stiffened all over, feeling utterly ashamed.

She bit her lip, tears swirling in her eyes, but she knew she no longer had the qualification to refuse.

She trembled and slowly turned around, pulling the quilt up to cover her shaking shoulders, yet she had to submissively adopt a posture of surrender.

Lin Yu didn't say anything more.

He didn't use his fingers, but chose a more direct and domineering way, delivering that coolness completely.

"Ah..." Su Manqin let out a suppressed, delicate cry, her fingernails digging deep into the bedsheets.

It was as if he wanted to carve his brand deep into her soul, making Su Manqin feel a wave of dizziness.

Finally, with a low, muffled groan from Lin Yu, both of them softened, embracing tightly as if they had melted into one.

The room returned to calm, with only the sound of their intertwined breathing remaining.

Lin Yu pulled the quilt over them.

"Sleep."

He pulled her into his embrace, and soon, even breathing followed.

But Su Manqin remained awake all night.

...

The most luxurious villa area in Ze City, "Yujing Bay."

After breakfast, Zhang Tieshan had just sat on the leather sofa, his face livid.

On the phone on the coffee table in front of him, a text message page was displayed, explicitly stating that his son, Zhang Shaotian, had been criminally detained on suspicion of attempted rape, illegal detention, and other charges.

"Bastard! You bastard!" Zhang Tieshan slammed his teacup onto the floor, his chest heaving violently.

Although Zhang Shaotian was good-for-nothing, he was his only son! He was the only seedling of the Zhang family! The Zhang family's business would all be his in the future! Now, this only seedling had been arrested and was facing imprisonment!

"Investigate! Investigate this clearly for me!" Zhang Tieshan roared at the housekeeper, "Who did this? Who sent him to the police station!"

Half an hour later, a detailed investigation report was placed in front of Executive Vice President Zhang Jianguo.

"Lin Yu..." Zhang Tieshan looked at the name, a flash of ruthlessness in his eyes, "A brat who just emerged, daring to touch someone from my Zhang family!"

He picked up his phone and dialed a number: "Old Han, it's me, Zhang Tieshan. My son, Young Master Zhang, has been locked up. Help me pull some strings. No matter how much money it costs, you must get him out!"

Hanging up the phone, Zhang Tieshan's eyes were as sinister as a snake: "Lin Yu, if you dare to touch my son, I will make it impossible for you to stay in this city!"

...

Lin Yu's office at Junlin Capital.

Tang Man stood behind the boss's chair, massaging his shoulders.

"If you hit the small one, an old one will definitely come." Lin Yu sat behind the large desk, his fingers tapping lightly on the tabletop.

After a moment of contemplation, he instructed President Wang Ya opposite him: "Notify all departments and projects to prepare for defense. Especially at the Food City construction site, have Director Wu from the security company send people to keep a close watch. Also, find out everything about the Zhang family; the more detailed, the better!"

"Understood, Boss." President Wang Ya nodded.

After finishing the piled-up official business of the morning, Lin Yu stretched, deciding to walk around the floors to see the company's operational status. From top to bottom, he wandered through each floor and each department.

When the elevator door slowly opened on the second floor, a crisp, hearty laugh drifted into his ears first.

Looking in the direction of the sound, he saw that the restaurant area was in the midst of a full-swing hard renovation. The sounds of electric drills and hammering rose and fell, and the air was filled with the smell of cement and paint.

Among a pile of blueprints and construction materials, Xia Xiaotang was wearing a hard hat, holding a rolled-up stack of design drawings, pointing and directing the renovation foreman.

Today, she was wearing a bright yellow short-sleeved T-shirt paired with light-colored denim shorts, revealing two fair, long legs. Her ponytail was tied high, swinging with her movements, and she looked like a walking little sun.

"Here! The position of this exhaust pipe is wrong; it needs to be moved ten centimeters to the left, otherwise, the cooking fumes will easily backflow later." Xia Xiaotang's voice was crisp and forceful, revealing an unquestionable capability, "And the slope of the floor tiles—the drainage must be fast. We are in the catering business; hygiene and safety come first. Do you understand what I mean?"

Hearing Lin Yu's footsteps, she turned back, and in her lively, large eyes, a light of surprise instantly burst forth, the arc of her mouth curving up even brighter than the sunlight outside.

"Boss! Why are you here?" She hopped over in two or three steps, completely unconcerned about the dust on her forehead. That rush of youthful vitality instantly dispelled the fatigue on Lin Yu.

Lin Yu smiled and sized her up: "I came to see our big boss Xia; how is the restaurant renovation coming along?"

"Of course! The hard renovation is finishing up soon." Xia Xiaotang proudly lifted her chin, then dragged Lin Yu along to start talking endlessly about her design concepts.

Looking at this exquisite face in front of him, Lin Yu's heart stirred slightly. Xia Xiaotang's favorability toward him was already quite high; her straightforward way of liking someone and her unreserved enthusiasm easily made people feel good.

But with the image of Su Manqin from last night flashing through his mind, as well as the appointment he had yet to attend today, Lin Yu suppressed the restlessness in his heart.

"Alright, my Boss Xia," Lin Yu smiled and interrupted her analysis of a new type of ventilation system, "You've made me hungry just listening to you."

Xia Xiaotang froze for a moment, then embarrassedly stuck out her tongue: "Oh, I was just focused on watching the progress. The gas isn't connected yet, so I can't turn on the stove."

Her eyes rolled, and she dragged Lin Yu to a relatively clean rest area in the corner of the second floor, where two boxes of steaming high-end Japanese bento and a bottle of iced oolong tea had already been set out.

"Luckily, I was prepared. I had takeout delivered earlier, specifically ordering from this place with the highest rating." Xia Xiaotang opened the lid like she was presenting a treasure, the exquisite presentation looking exceptionally alluring against the simple renovation background, "Although we can't have hot stir-fry, this place's sashimi and sushi are also superb; hurry up and try it!"

The two sat on temporary folding chairs, accompanied by the roaring sound of electric drills in the distance, and began this special "construction site lunch."

Xia Xiaotang ate while complaining about the renovation team's carelessness, and then excitedly planned the first wave of marketing activities after the opening. Lin Yu listened quietly, occasionally helping her wipe a grain of rice from the corner of her mouth. Looking at her animated appearance, his mood was unconsciously influenced and became much better.

After a simple lunch, Lin Yu took out his phone and sent a WeChat message to Fatty.

A few minutes later, an arrogant and overbearing Rolls-Royce Cullinan, like a moving steel beast, stopped arrogantly downstairs from the company.

Fatty was wearing a flashy, trendy outfit, wearing sunglasses, chewing gum, and leaning against the car door, trying to look cool.

"Yo, Old Lin, where are we going to have fun today?" The moment Fatty saw Lin Yu, he immediately put on a cheeky expression, exaggeratedly opening the car door: "Your humble servant pays his respects."

"Get lost! Go to the ** Driving School." Lin Yu sat into the spacious backseat, shaking his head helplessly, "We're picking up Sister Lin Wan and Su Qingxue."

"Got it! Sit tight!" Fatty stepped on the gas, the V12 engine let out a low roar, and the car shot out like an arrow off a bowstring.

"Damn it, slow the hell down!"

Along the way, Fatty's mouth didn't stop, chatting about which nightclub had the hottest girls lately, to which rich second-generation kid had changed to a new car. Lin Yu occasionally chimed in, and the car was filled with a lively atmosphere.

When they arrived at the driving school, it was afternoon, and the sun was scorching the earth fiercely.

Lin Yu and Fatty found Lin Wan and Su Qingxue in a simple rest area under a row of trees.

The two beauties were sitting on small stools, holding small fans and blowing cool air on themselves. Their faces showed a bit of fatigue, but when they saw Lin Yu, their eyes lit up.

"Are you exhausted?" Lin Yu handed them iced drinks with a heart-aching look.

Fatty, like a social butterfly, instantly hit it off with the surrounding students, distributing the drinks he bought on the way while boasting about his own "glorious history" of learning to drive, making a few young ladies cover their mouths and giggle.

"How is it? Has anyone bullied you?" Lin Yu looked at the two beauties.

Lin Wan and Su Qingxue looked at each other and shook their heads with a smile: "We've only been learning for two days; it's all basics. Who would bully us?"

"That won't do," Lin Yu frowned, looking worried, "What if some blind coach or student harasses you? No, I must arrange something!"

As he spoke, he took out his phone, took a picture of the driving school gate, and sent it directly to the "Young Masters' Group," adding: "Who knows the principal of this driving school? Let them know; I want to buy it."

As soon as the message was sent, the group chat immediately exploded.

"Holy crap, is Boss changing careers to become a driving instructor?"