Chapter 9

That night, I lay in bed and thought for a long time, and made a plan in my heart that I must take revenge on Zhao Huaiye, a ungrateful and hypocrite.

The next day, I got up very early. First, I picked a few photos from the photos sent to me by strangers that could see his figure. Then I mosaiced my mother's face and wrote a paragraph. I went out and specially asked a courier to send it out.

The passage was: Your son Zhao Huaiye was morally corrupt during his work, seducing a married woman, and deeply hurting the other party's family. I heard that you are a respected people's teacher. I hope you will severely criticize and educate him so that he will be lost. If he fails to do so, then as a bystander with a sense of public morality and justice, he will take stronger measures.

I have heard that Zhao Huaiye's father was a people's teacher with a sense of justice, and I vaguely remember the school he taught. If his father was as upright as they said, he would definitely educate Zhao Huaiye well. If the rumors were false, I had to take a more extreme approach.

After doing this, I waited for things to develop in an anxious and nervous mood.

After two days like this, Aunt Chen suddenly came back with a very panic. After saying hello to me, she hurriedly walked towards her bedroom.

I got up and asked her what was wrong?Aunt Chen didn't say it directly, just told me that something happened at her home and she would go home immediately now.

Just as Aunt Chen was packing her luggage in the bedroom, my mother also came back. After saying hello to me, she also entered Aunt Chen's room.

I felt very curious and walked towards Aunt Chen's bedroom. At this time, I saw my mother helping Aunt Chen pack her luggage. While packing, she was also talking to Aunt Chen, as if she was comforting Aunt Chen and asking Aunt Chen not to worry. She also told Aunt Chen that she would call her if she needed money. The company was a little busy these days, and she would definitely go there in two days.

Soon, Aunt Chen walked out with her mother with a bag.

Mom, what's wrong?I asked her in confusion.

Something happened to your Aunt Chen’s family. Mom is going to take you Aunt Chen to the train station now.

Something happened at Aunt Chen’s house?I just sent a courier to Zhao Huaiye's father when something happened to his family. Could it be that coincidental, right?

About an hour later, my mother came back and looked worried.

After seeing my mother, I asked her what happened to Aunt Chen’s family?

My mother told me: Oh, your Aunt Chen’s husband suddenly had a heart attack when he was at home.

What?How could this happen if a heart attack occurs?I asked her in surprise.

When I was in the company before, your aunt Chen called me and told me that her second aunt called her to tell her that her husband seemed to have been stimulated and had a heart attack.

After hearing what my mother said, I suddenly became scared and found a reason to go back to the bedroom. If Zhao Huaiye's father died because of this, I would be in trouble. If the police intervened and found out that I had sent something to his father, I would be over.

The more I think about it, the more I become scared. I turned on my computer and checked on Baidu what it is to cause death from a heart attack.

After watching it, I became even more afraid. If Zhao Huaiye's father really died, the situation would be at least hundreds of thousands of dollars in compensation, and if the circumstances were serious, it would also constitute a crime.

My heart was full of ups and downs, and I prayed in my heart that Zhao Huaiye's father was fine, otherwise if something really happened, I would be in trouble. In the next half day, I was worried, and even my classmates called me to play games.

At around 9 a.m. the next morning, Xiaoyan called me and her tone was very different from usual, so she just told me a location.

I was in a bad mood and thought that meeting Zhang Yan would calm me down.

After arriving, I saw her arrive early, so I waved to her and walked towards her. Xiaoyan, why didn’t I go to work today?

Have asked for leave.She said to me expressionlessly.

Why did you suddenly ask for leave today? Is there anything wrong?I'm a little strange.

Xiaoyan lowered her head silently, with a very solemn expression, without the joyful expression when she saw me in the past. At this time, I realized that she really had something to do.

Then she led me to a place where no one was there. Chen Lin, I have something to ask you, I hope you can tell me the truth.

Xiaoyan, what's wrong with you? Is something happening?

Is Zhao Huaiye’s father’s affairs related to you?

What Zhao Huaiye, Xiaoyan, what are you talking about?Why can't I understand?

I was really surprised to hear Xiaoyan talk about the name Zhao Huaiye. How did she know the name Zhao Huaiye?

Bang...

When I was thinking and not mentally prepared, Xiaoyan reached out and slapped me in the face, and then whispered to me: Chen Lin, don’t pretend to be stupid. The slap just now, don’t blame me. I slap you for all of our classmates, because you did something very excessive.

I'm too much, do you know what his bastard son did to my family?...You said I was too much, you didn't know anything.I yelled at her.

He did something that was sorry for your family, so you should settle the score with him, why did you want to find his father?Xiaoyan's voice also lowered.

He is sorry for my family, and I am sorry for his family, what is wrong with me?I continued to yell at her.

His father was a very kind and honest person who had been teaching in the village for decades. I remember when I was in elementary school, someone wanted to help him transfer to a better school, and he insisted on staying to teach in the village.Many of the children in our village are his students, and many of them have very poor families. They have received a lot of favors from him before.Moreover, his father had a heart disease when he was young, and now he is very serious. He cannot do any heavy work or be stimulated.

Zhang Yan said quietly, she could hear that she was very sad.

I was silent. I knew I had hurt a good person, but this was all because of the beast Zhao Huaiye. Why blame me?And how did Zhang Yan know these things?

Thinking of this, I looked at Zhang Yan in confusion. She seemed to have expected it and began to tell me the story of her and Zhao Huaiye.

It turns out that Zhang Yan and Zhao Huaiye are from the same village. She has had a good impression of Zhao Huaiye, a sunny and upright elder brother since she was a child, and vowed to marry him. Zhao Huaiye has always rejected her because of her academic priority, but in fact she treats her as her sister.

So when Zhao Huaiye came to work in our city, Zhang Yan, who was only 17 years old, also came with her. Although she was not well educated, she was very smart and beautiful, so she was still easy to find a job.

When Zhang Yan was still dreaming of buying a house with Zhao Huaiye, she found that Zhao Huaiye was getting colder and colder towards her, so she began to follow him and found that his relationship with his boss, my mother, was unusually intimate.

That time, I met Zhang Yan outside the bar and was in a bad mood because Zhao Huaiye clearly rejected her.

Then when I went to bed with Zhang Yan, Zhang Yan discovered that Zhao Huaiye and his mother had a substantial relationship, and also knew that I was my mother's son.

When I heard this, I felt nothingness. The two women I was closest to actually had a special liking for Zhao Huaiye, a poor boy.

Why is this?

What advantages does he have besides being taller than me? Even the sweet love I thought was actually the product of Zhang Yan's revenge on him, and my noble, dignified, intellectual and reserved mother would cheat because of him.

Thinking of this, I punched the wall next to me hard.

The rough walls wrinkled my fists and blood flowed out, but it was nothing compared to my heartache.

Don't do this... Zhang Yan looked at me with some distress and took out a tissue to wipe it for me.

Don't worry about me, continue.I said viciously.

I can see that Zhang Yan’s eyes looked at me with pity and care, but it was not love. Did she finally stop disguising herself?

Zhang Yan looked at me apologetically and continued to speak.

The stranger who sent me the photo was actually her. I had already guessed this, but she didn't know how to tell me, so she could only hope that I would discover it myself and drive Zhao Huaiye away.

Another time I got angry at me, it was Zhao Huaiye who said heartless words to her. When Cao Le and Li Zhanpeng met Zhang Yan, she also went to see Zhao Huaiye and hoped that he would turn back. When she was in the hospital, she couldn't help but visit Zhao Huaiye who was beaten.

I noticed all of these, but I didn't guess them, and of course Zhang Yan didn't tell the truth.

After listening to her, I felt extremely heartbroken, even more heartbroken than my mother cheated on Zhao Huaiye. The sweet love I thought was such a cruel truth.

Do you still love him?I can smell the sour smell from my voice.

Don't ask, okay?she begged.

Zhang Yan is so beautiful at this moment. She is as pure and gentle as an angel, but I have never really got her, and I don’t ask any more questions about what I will say next.

Do you know what happened to my mother and Zhao Huaiye?I changed the subject.

Come with me, I'll show you something.She sighed quietly.

Following her to her rental house, she opened a laptop and pointed to a folder inside.

In the folder are notepads arranged by dates, roughly estimated to be seventy or eighty.

I opened a note at the beginning of the date, the name is: 20220818, which is Zhao Huaiye's diary.

After my mother came back today, she said she would take me to the city to find a job. I didn't want my mother to worry about my affairs, so she told her that I had the ability to solve work problems. However, my mother said that she knew a female boss and had a good relationship, so she insisted on taking me to see her.

Before my mother took me there, I was actually very reluctant to go because I had some opinions about rich people. I think they would have a big temper and look down on us rural people. It should be difficult to get along with each other. What's more, if you beg others to introduce your job like this, you will be even more looked down upon by the other party.

But when I followed my mother to her house and saw her at the door, I was moved. Her whole body exuded a charming temperament of nobleness and emptiness, and a warm smile like sunlight deeply touched me. It was the first time I met a woman who made me so moved.

She smiled and took me to the sofa to sit down, and took the initiative to chat with me. At this time, I was so nervous and kept trembling when I spoke. This tension was not out of timidity, but the strong excitement in my heart.

Her tone of speaking was very soft and her words were light and soft, just like the flowing water of a stream, and her smile, like the winter sun shining on her body, making people feel very comfortable. Chatting with her was like talking to a big sister, making me feel indescribable.

When it was time to eat, I was not used to such occasions and seemed very nervous. She did not show contemptuous eyes because I came from the countryside. Instead, she took the initiative to add vegetables to my bowl and praised my mother for being honest and sensible. I was so moved that I almost cried. Tears kept wandering in my eyes. Could this be the so-called beauty and kindness coexist?

When I returned to the rental house at night, I was still very excited when I lay in bed, and my mind was full of the scenes when I met her. I will go to work in her company tomorrow. I must adjust my mentality and show her the best side.

After reading the first article, I was very angry. It turned out that this bastard had bad intentions since he saw his mother for the first time and regarded pursuing her mother as his goal.

Then I continued to read one by one to see what this bastard wrote behind it.

After the second, third or even a dozen articles, I began to be a little surprised. It turned out that he did not use it to seduce his mother with difficulty as I thought. It was all about some stories that happened during his time with his mother.

These stories have one common feature, that is, they record every detail of their time with their mother, and praise their beauty and excellence everywhere.

For example, a notepad name is 20220922 and it says: This afternoon, Mr. Yuan is going out to discuss business with a client. As usual, Xiaolan, the personal maid next to Mr. Yuan, was usually accompanied by Mr. Yuan. But today she asked for leave temporarily. Seeing that I was sitting there, there was nothing important, Mr. Yuan asked me to accompany her. The first time he went out to discuss business with a client, which made me feel extremely honored.

Mr. Yuan told me to bring some information I needed and drove me to the cafe I had made an appointment with the customer. As soon as I entered the door, I was hit by two rash children chasing him and knocked off Mr. Yuan's handbag. I quickly bent down and picked up the handbag and handed it to Mr. Yuan. The parents following the child kept apologizing to us when they saw this scene. However, Mr. Yuan was not angry, but just smiled and told the two children not to run too fast, as it would be easy to fall and hurt.

A female president like Mr. Yuan, who is in a high position, is not only beautiful and elegant, but also so kind to everyone, making people feel like a spring breeze. I am humble and can only stand in the dark and look up at such a goddess.

In the following diary, Zhao Huaiye was very respectful to his mother and was at work hard. He was already smart and was very appreciated by his mother, and his mother also took care of the son of the nanny at home like a junior.

Zhao Huaiye, who originally thought that he could only look up to the goddess in his heart, had his first physical contact with his mother by chance.

The notepad with the name 20221014 recorded this: Today is the birthday of colleague Xiao Yao. Yesterday, Mr. Yuan told us that if there is no private matter after get off work, it is best to celebrate Xiao Yao’s birthday.

But in the morning, Erya called me and told me that she had a birthday today and she wanted to see me in the evening. I told her that I was not available and that I would have to work overtime until very late tonight before I could go back.

I know that she definitely doesn't believe me, and I also know the real purpose of her wanting to see me. Although I had already told her very clearly earlier that it was impossible for me and her. I have always regarded her as my biological sister and have no love between men and women. However, this girl has been very stubborn since she was a child, and the same is true in terms of feelings. She believes that feelings can be cultivated.

So I can't see her again this time. If I go to see her again, I will give her hope. I must make a final decision with her earlier. Although I am a little cruel to her, the longer the days go, I will probably hurt her more deeply.

After get off work, all our colleagues went to KTV together and booked the largest private room. Mr. Yuan bought Xiaoyao a big cake, and everyone was very happy.

During this period, they made fun of me again. Maybe because my personality is too shy, Xiao Yao is the protagonist today, but they pointed the finger at me.

At first, it was Xiaolan. She knew that I couldn’t sing, so she insisted on letting me sing a song for everyone, and she also talked about Xiaoyao and gave it to Xiaoyao as a gift. The more embarrassed I was, the more they became. At this time, President Yuan said something to me: Look at you all, Xiao Zhao was almost crying. If he couldn’t sing, don’t make things difficult for him.

Then Xiaolan stopped obediently and said to Mr. Yuan a little unruly: Sister, if you see him, you can teach him to sing Ah, you two sing together, it is best to have a love song duet...

After hearing this, President Yuan smiled and scolded her: Damn girl, no big or small.

After that, several of them got up and danced. I couldn't dance and could only sit down. Xiaolan waved to me and said she would let me get up. She taught me to dance.

As soon as I jumped, I stepped on her foot and made her scream in pain. I hurriedly said to her that I was embarrassed, but she still scolded me angrily, saying that I was a fool.

Unexpectedly, when Mr. Yuan saw him, he came to teach me how to dance. I never expected that he would have such intimate physical contact with the goddess he had always dreamed of. The things that made the embarrassment just now became a good thing for me.

When I held her elbow with one hand and grabbed her with the other, I smelled the refreshing fragrance on her body, which made me feel like I fell into a fairyland. I was so nervous that I kept lowering my head and looked at her steps carefully, for fear of stepping on her feet. As a result, I stepped on it just a few steps, and I hit her head heavily by me.

I quickly let go of my hand and kept saying sorry to her nervously, but Mr. Yuan didn't mind at all. Although she could see from her frowning eyebrows that she should have been stepped on, she still smiled gently to comfort me.

I kept playing until almost 10 o'clock in the evening. When I went back, Mr. Yuan took the initiative to send me home. When he arrived home, Mr. Yuan said to me: When your mother was looking for a house for you, I said to come out with her to help you find it. But she didn't ask me for help. I also said I had to come and have no time.

Why don't you go up and sit now?I said carefully, it was purely out of politeness. I was actually worried that a noble goddess like Mr. Yuan thinks the house I rented was too simple.

Unexpectedly, she agreed readily. Although I was nervous at this time, I was so happy.

Then Mr. Yuan parked his car at the entrance of the community and I took her to the rental house where I lived. The house was not big, with only a bed, a cabinet and a set of tables and chairs.

After entering the house, Mr. Yuan did not dislike the simplicity of the house at all, and praised me for being clean and tidy. She always spoke so decently and considered others.

She is indeed the kind of approachable goddess who never dislikes the poor and loves the rich, and is noble and elegant from the inside out!

Mr. Yuan sat on the only chair in the room without any mind. I was about to pour her tea when I suddenly remembered that there was only one tea cup, which I had used. It was too abrupt to pour tea for her. This incident made me feel particularly uncomfortable all night.

You should learn to sing more in the future. How can young people not even sing?Mr. Yuan said to me gently.

I nodded and nodded at her embarrassedly.

Also, your personality is not so reserved. You should say what you should say. Don’t worry about saying it wrong, otherwise you will suffer losses outside. Look at their group of people who like to bully you all day long.By the way, there is also dancing, so it’s best to learn it too.

How about you teach me?When I heard Mr. Yuan say this, I suddenly became bold and looked at her with expectant eyes.

Come... Mr. Yuan stood up, stretched out his hands, and posed in front of me.

I was so excited that I walked to President Yuan, stretched out my hands, put my left hand on her arm, and grabbed her other hand with my right hand. When I grabbed President Yuan's soft and fair little hand, my inner sense of happiness was beyond words.

Mr. Yuan’s hands were a little cold. It had rained heavily these two days and it was a bit cooler. I think Mr. Yuan must be very cold at this moment, because she was wearing only a long skirt that had just passed her knees, and her round and slender legs were covered with only a thin layer of stockings.

I held her hand tightly and wanted to give her hand Nuanre, but Mr. Yuan didn't resist at all.

This made me very happy. When I was so close to each other, I could still smell the charming fragrance emitted by Mr. Yuan. This fragrance made me feel a little fluttering, and my feet seemed to be unable to feel the support from the ground, so I flew into the air.

Mr. Yuan was chanting the beat and asked me to follow her beat step by step. This time, I was very careful and every time I took a step, I was very careful.

As I repeated the same movements again and again, with President Yuan’s careful guidance, my dance steps gradually became more proficient. At this time, President Yuan did not continue to recite the beats, but instead hummed something softly with our dance steps. I couldn’t understand, but I felt that this was the most beautiful and moving voice in the world.

Looking at the beautiful and gentle Mr. Yuan in front of me, especially the gorgeous cherry lips that were close to me, I was a little intoxicated. I was not careful and bumped into Mr. Yuan again, and the bridge of my nose hit her forehead.

Afterwards, Mr. Yuan let go of my hands embarrassedly, and then it was too late. Mr. Yuan said she was going back. Although I was reluctant to leave, I had to send her to the door of the community and hoped that she would report my safety to me when she got home. Then, I kept standing there watching her car slowly disappear from my sight.

About an hour later, Mr. Yuan actually sent me a text message telling me that she had arrived home. Although it was just a short line of words, the joy in my heart could not be described in words.

After reading this diary, I felt very uncomfortable.

This diary records October 14th this year. Although it has been two months, I still remember the events that day very clearly. I went home late that night, but I didn’t expect that my mother was as late as I did. It turned out that I stayed at his house for more than half an hour after a party with my colleagues.

After that, I continued to look back. The little things he had with his mother were still recorded behind him. He had more frequent close contact with his mother. During the company, he organized a trip to XX. His mother slipped and fell into his arms on the smooth mossy stone. Later, he carried his mother across the stream, and then...

He recorded all the intimate contacts in his diary.

Until I saw the 65th diary, something really terrible happened.

The name of the notepad is 20221029. It is written as follows: This afternoon, Mr. Yuan was discussing business with the customer outside. He called me to inform me to go to the company to bring her information. At 6 o'clock in the evening, the customer insisted on treating us to dinner. I didn't know how to drink, and the customer had to drink the wine toasted by the customer. I got drunk after a few cups. After that, Mr. Yuan helped me drink a lot, but she was also drunk.

After saying goodbye to the client, I helped her and sobered up to the guest room on the second floor of the leisure club.

When I helped her to the room, we didn't know what happened, but our legs stumbled together, and I fell on the bed with her. As a result, we...

Originally, I didn't want to write about what happened next, and I wanted to keep it in my heart all the time, but I couldn't suppress this too strong emotion, so I finally decided to write it out. When I think of this story again, it might become a beautiful memory.

Because Mr. Yuan lost his center of gravity, his hands tightly hooked my neck, and when I fell down, I subconsciously hugged her waist.

After we fell on the bed, Mr. Yuan closed his eyes tightly and seemed to be asleep. I could even hear the slight panting from the corner of Mr. Yuan's mouth.

We were very close to each other. Looking at Mr. Yuan’s bright and soft red lips like petals, I felt my heart thumping and beating very hard, and my face and head were constantly heating up.

At this moment, I kissed me frantically. Mr. Yuan, who seemed to have lost consciousness, catered to my passionate kiss. Her tongue was so sweet, so soft, so comfortable...

One of my hands pressed on her breasts and gently stroked them. She didn't resist. I slowly increased my strength. Although I was separated from the clothes, I could still feel the nipple on her chest slowly expanding and becoming bigger in my palm. I don't know how long I kissed, but I left her wet and fragrant lips and kissed her neck...

Then, I grabbed the shoulder straps and bras of Mr. Yuan's dress and slowly took them down along her shoulders. Her fair and upright breasts appeared in front of me bit by bit. When the clothes were about to cross the peak of her breasts, I was extremely excited. The saliva in my mouth kept rolling like waves. After the two bright red and sweet cherries on her chest were exposed, I immediately took them into my mouth.

Um... Mr. Yuan closed his beautiful eyes and suddenly let out a lazy and delicate moan like a dream.

If I had a little rationality before, the only thing left at this moment is beastly nature. Mr. Yuan’s moans were like the sound of nature, which was too tempting.

Due to the high desire, my lower body had long been hard. With the help of alcohol, I reached into my skirt and touched my smooth and delicate round legs, and could no longer control it.

I was no longer rational, and I pulled the underwear in Mr. Yuan's skirt aside, and then pushed my penis with instinct towards the Peach Blossom Land that had appeared in my dreams for countless times.

Very tender, very soft, and unexpectedly slippery!

Mr. Yuan whispered, twisting his body, looking extremely helpful.

I breathed a sigh of relief. At the same time, my penis was jumping in the soft Taoyuan hole. The squeezing feeling that kept coming from all directions tightly wrapped the penis, and I could clearly feel the wrinkles and warmth of the flesh wall. This was simply a feeling of comfort and pleasure.

Quick... Give it to me... I didn't expect that Mr. Yuan would have this side. She was intellectual and elegant and took the initiative to make a day of cheering.

Although I am still a virgin, I have also secretly watched pornographic videos. I know that the women in those movies will moan and ask for pleasure, but this cannot be compared with Mr. Yuan. Even if they are asking for pleasure, they still cannot hide her noble temperament.

But there is no doubt that this has attracted me. I have been deeply immersed in it, and the deep-rooted morality and bottom line in my heart have been completely abandoned.

I felt as if I was hit by a head, and slowly twitched my penis without any guidance. The folds of the flesh wall in the hole gently hanged the stick body, tender, wet and slippery, extremely fast and beautiful.

I was able to enter Mr. Yuan’s body!The dual pleasure of body and spirit made me almost ascend to the immortals, and unconsciously accelerated the speed of thrusting.

Well...well...Ah...Ah... Mr. Yuan made a short and clear moan because of my impact.

The white and huge breasts on the chest were also swaying wantonly, swaying white breast waves.

Um... Well... Just as I was concentrating on enjoying this rare beauty in the world, Mr. Yuan suddenly turned his head in a direction, covered his face with a scattered hair, grabbed the pillow with his right hand, frowned with his eyebrows, and squeezed a long moan that seemed beautiful and painful in his throat.

I woke up a little instantly, and stopped at a loss when I was scared, staring at Mr. Yuan's pretty face tremblingly, waiting for the trial of the crime I committed.

Husband, husband...and still... Mr. Yuan twisted his body and said delicately.

I was stunned as if I was struck by lightning. Mr. Yuan actually regarded me as her husband.

Well... uncomfortable...Ah...husband...unfort...

Just when I was stunned, Mr. Yuan, who was as noble and beautiful as a fairy, actually twisted his waist and asked me hungrily.

I saw Mr. Yuan’s beautiful eyes closed, his brows frowned, his face was red and his sexy little mouth was slightly opened, and he looked like he was still pity, which really made people fascinated.

This tempting state really made me unable to control myself, so I gently twitched my penis.

Um...quick...Give it to me... President Yuan raised his slender jaw high, closed his eyes, bit his red lips, and let out a long and beautiful moan.

I could no longer bear it, no longer cared about it, and leaned forward on Mr. Yuan, and began to move gently one after another.

Well...well...Ah...

Every time he moved, President Yuan would let out a sweet moan like sobs.

After a while of fucking, Mr. Yuan actually took the initiative to spread his legs to cater to my deeper entry.

Well...Ah...Oh...Husband...Honey...Honey...

Mr. Yuan moaned softly, and I became more and more bold. I hugged Mr. Yuan’s thighs and began to thrust quickly.

Um...um...um...um...um...um...

Mr. Yuan's moans were melodious and graceful. I was as if I was possessed by a demon, and I was thrusting fiercely.

So awesome...husband...Ah...husband doesn't...um...um...um...um...um...um...um...um...um...um...Ah...

I don't think any male performance resists Mr. Yuan's moans at this moment. Mr. Yuan is like a fairy falling into the mortal world, and I am the lucky Dong Yong. Even if I let me die now, I will not regret it.

Woo...Ah... As I thrust faster and faster, Mr. Yuan's moan became more and more rapid. After a brief pause, I noticed that she frowned, followed by a short gasp.

After a muffled voice from Mr. Yuan, his delicate body trembled violently. I felt the hot and sensitive penis being squeezed wildly by the tender and soft flesh.

I could no longer bear it and ejaculated my virgin semen in the goddess's vagina.

After ejaculation, I woke up completely. I felt that I had made a huge mistake and actually blasphemed the goddess in my heart.

After I got up from the bed, I rushed to take tissues and wiped the Taoyuan hole that Mr. Yuan had made me mess.

At this moment, I was still very excited when I saw the delicate Taoyuan hole, but I didn’t dare to look at it anymore, for fear that I could not help it.

After tidying up her clothes and covering her with a quilt, I sat alone in the darkness, with complex emotions inside, including dreamy surprises, regrets of making mistakes, and tensions waiting for trial.

Perhaps after a century, President Yuan woke up with a sound of silence.

She sat up, her eyes a little confused, and when she saw me in the dark, she flashed with shame.

Then he got out of bed without saying a word and walked towards the bathroom.

I was nervous and prepared to welcome her slap and scold her, but I felt even more uncomfortable when I saw her like this.

Just treat it as a dream tonight and don't tell anyone about it.After taking a shower, President Yuan returned to his usual calmness and calmness, and said softly but seriously.

I didn't know what I could do except nodded repeatedly.

Although the drunken sex was an accident, in the following diary, the affair between mother and Zhao Huaiye continued. After all, in the recording of my parents' bedroom that time, my father was already unable to do it, and my mother was just as old as a wolf or a tiger.

It took me more than two hours to carefully read all the things he wrote.

Before, I looked at it with a clue and anger, but after reading it, I felt very heavy, and my heart was overturned and it felt like I had a bottle of five flavors, which was very uncomfortable.

I never dreamed that his dozens of notepads started writing when he first came to my house and saw my mother.

It records that he and my mother went from getting to know each other in the company, then their relationship gradually warmed up, and then they developed a strong affection for each other, and later they happened in the hotel...

I didn't expect that he would be so obsessed with my mother.

In the diary, he also changed from the initial respectful call of his mother as Mr. Yuan to the later direct call of his mother as Sister Yuan. This change in the name, obviously he believed that his relationship with his mother had reached a familiar point.

Over the past decade, my mother and I have had many unforgettable experiences, but I have never taken notes, and as time goes by, these happy times will be slowly forgotten.

But he remembered all the little things he had with his mother during these four months.

After reading the diaries he wrote, I also learned a lot about him and his mother, which I didn’t know before. He mentioned in his notes that he often did a lot of things for his mother behind his back, such as: at noon, his mother would sometimes think about work in the office and not go to the restaurant to eat on time. At this time, he would pack the food that his mother likes to eat without notifying her in advance.

If the hydroponic plants on his mother's desk die, he will take the time to go to the flower and bird market to buy a new one and bring it back to replace it for his mother, and so on.

There are some things that even my mother didn't know about. He was silently doing for his mother behind his back, and he had never mentioned them to his mother before, and he seemed to know about them.

Although what he does are all inconspicuous small things, it is because of these inconspicuous small things that often touch women's tender hearts the most, especially those who are kind-hearted like my mother.

With his outstanding performance in work, his mother gradually developed a favorable impression of him beyond ordinary colleagues.

Not only that, the diary also recorded many times in his physical contact with his mother, and his mother did not show any unhappy expression.

For example, once when he went out, his mother did not drive, and he and his mother took the subway. Because the passengers on the subway were full, he and his mother were tightly against each other, and even the sensitive parts were tightly attached, but his mother did not resist. Another time, he begged his mother to teach him how to dance, and he held his mother's slender waist with one hand, but his mother did not refuse. Another time, there was a heavy rainstorm, and the water accumulated in many places reached the knee position. The high heels and stockings he was wearing could not enter the garage. He originally planned to take a taxi at the door of the company, but he rolled up his trousers and insisted on carrying his mother on his back step by step to the garage.

Until later, it was the time when they were in the hotel, under the stimulation of alcohol, something contrary to morality happened. He completely saw through his mother's feelings for him, and then the mother was lost in the whirlpool of desire.

After this hotel incident, for a whole week, my mother never said a word to him except for having some unavoidable communication with him at work, and she had never even looked at him directly. This was what he mentioned in his subsequent diary.

But their second time came. It happened half a month after the first time. My mother fainted at home after the illness. My father was on a business trip. Aunt Chen went out to buy vegetables. During that time, I was addicted to playing games and didn’t call my mother every day. Zhao Huaiye never saw her mother in the company. He knew that her mother was a very punctual person. Seeing that her colleagues could not make her phone call, he ran to my house with great concern.

He found Aunt Chen, opened the door of my house, and went to the hospital with his unconscious mother on his back. When he came back from the hospital, he was even more attentive and meticulous in taking care of his sick mother.

On that day, Zhao Huaiye kept guarding his mother. In the middle of the night, perhaps his mother's extremely fragile state was moved by him. After a tender gaze, the two hugged each other and went to Wushan together.

After that, it seemed to be a natural relationship. In the eyes of others, the two were noble and capable female presidents and outstanding subordinates, but they had physical relationships intentionally or unintentionally. The condoms I found in the master bedroom, and the white spots on their mother's skirts when they went out to discuss business. These were all noticed from the perspective of bystanders, and there were many things I didn't know, which were written into the diary.

My mother, who already appreciates Zhao Huaiye, seems to be addicted to this incompetent relationship, and even shows the cuteness that only a little woman can be seen from time to time in front of Zhao Huaiye. She seemed to have improved during that period. I originally thought it was brought by our happy family, but I didn't expect that she was having an affair with Zhao Huaiye, a little lover.

Later, he was admitted to the hospital because his mother was beaten. Although the diary had stopped writing after that, I could imagine how sad my mother would be at that time. Otherwise, when I was in the hospital, I heard Aunt Chen tell me: How did my mother scold her family members who apologize, because I have never seen a gentle and kind mother get so angry in the past few years.

What should I do now?

After reading the diary, I felt very complicated. Zhao Huaiye did not use any dirty and despicable means, but captured his mother with infatuation and care. If it were someone else, I would even be moved by this infatuation.

But I still can't stand it. My mother must not belong to other men, but to my father and me.

What are you going to do?Chen Lin.Zhang Yan looked at me anxiously, like a weak little white rabbit.

Through Zhang Yan's panicked gaze, I think my eyes should be a little terrifying at this moment.

It’s all you, you bitches!I completely lost my mind, took my anger on Zhang Yan, and roared at her.

Don't... Chen Lin... calm down... it hurts...

Amid Zhang Yan's scream, I pounced on her like a wild beast, tearing her clothes frantically...

When I woke up, Zhang Yan's snow-white and slender body was covered with red bruises. Her big, breathless eyes looked at me in fear, and there was dry semen at the corners of her mouth.

Recalling the scenes just now, I completely lost my humanity and brutally ravaged the weak Zhang Yan.

I tortured her like a meat toy. If I don’t obey, I would even be beaten by me. In the end, I used my little mouth to thrust violently like a pussy, and finally I ejaculated directly into my mouth, and forced her to swallow my semen.

Don't, don't come over... When Zhang Yan saw me walking towards her, I trembled. I knew how terrifying the feeling I just brought to her.

Sorry, Xiaoyan, I was wrong.

I really long for her forgiveness. Just now I thought that the two most important women in my life were devoted to Zhao Huaiye, a poor boy. When his mind was infuriated, he was like being possessed by the devil, so he would do such an inhuman behavior towards Zhang Yan.

Bang!Zhang Yan suddenly slapped me. With her strength, she tried her best. It didn't hurt, but it stopped me from getting close to her.

You go quickly, I don’t want to see you!After saying this, Zhang Yan buried her head in her arms and started crying quietly.

Xiaoyan, I'm really sorry!I will definitely compensate you.Knowing that staying will only make both of them suffer, I had to choose to leave after saying this.