Emerging from the Chairman's reception room, it was already pitch black outside. Since the women knew I was out for dinner, none of them called to inquire. They had even asked my mother for leave on my behalf, meaning the rest of the evening was mine to command.

I was thinking of calling Cheng Susu to ask her out for ice cream tonight when my phone rang just as I took it out. It was Zhang Xiaoya’s number; it turned out she had returned to the country.

“Zhao Qian, I’m at the airport lounge. Can you come pick me up?”

I replied, “Xiaoya, didn’t you drive yourself to the airport when you left last time? Can’t you just drive back yourself?”

Zhang Xiaoya’s voice was firm: “No, I want you to drive. Are your wives right there with you that you dare not come? I haven’t seen you in ages. Frankly, they’ve taken a huge advantage of you; you can’t deny me this little bit of time tonight, can you? You must come tonight.”

Since I had free time this evening anyway, the worst that could happen was missing out on ice cream, so I agreed without hesitation: “Fine, I’ll wait for you at the airport exit. You drive over there.”

Just as Zhang Xiaoya hung up, Xiao Lin, a flight attendant on the same flight, threw herself onto her. “Xiaoya, who were you calling? A boyfriend? Is it Mr. Jingbian Yimu who’s been relentlessly pursuing you? Oh, A Juan said you bought a car—spill it, did he give it to you?”

Zhang Xiaoya scoffed: “Don’t mention that Japanese man; I get annoyed just seeing him.”

Xiao Lin chirped, “What about the eldest young master of the Tan family? But he’s already married, and I hear his wife is a great beauty. Still, my situation is quite common—what’s wrong with being the second one? He treasures you endlessly.”

Xiao Lin was the mistress of a foreign businessman, which explained her attitude. Zhang Xiaoya thought to herself: Young Master Tan’s great beauty of a wife is probably lying in his bed right now. Me, second? I wouldn’t even make the top four!

Zhang Xiaoya told Xiao Lin, “It’s neither of them. You probably wouldn’t remember them anyway. It’s the high school classmate who came to pick me up at the airport on New Year's Eve last year.”

Xiao Lin tried hard to recall: “Oh, him? I don’t have a strong impression. He didn't seem very rich. Your Audi is worth over 300,000, right? Alright, don’t be stingy with us sisters later on when we borrow the car.”

Zhang Xiaoya laughed incredulously: “Are you eyeing my car’s class? Your benefactor drives a car worth over a million.”

Xiao Lin sighed: “Don’t even mention it. No matter how expensive, it’s not mine, is it? As a kept woman, it’s impossible for me to get any of his fortune. He occasionally gives me some pocket money, and when he feels like it, he comes over to play for a while. He’s getting old and doesn’t try any new tricks, which always annoys me.”

Zhang Xiaoya’s face flushed deep red. Although she had slept with a man before, hearing Xiao Lin speak so explicitly was something she couldn't handle.

Xiao Lin sighed again: “Honestly, I regret it now. I’m young and beautiful now, but what about a few years from now? By then, I’ll have nothing, and I’ll have wasted my youth. Xiaoya, don’t believe what I just said. If you can be the main one, never be a mistress. Even if he likes you for life, he’ll never truly and completely give himself to you.”

These words threw Zhang Xiaoya into turmoil. For a moment, she stood there, completely lost. He was incredibly good to her, treating her like precious glass, but he was just as good to those other women. What should she do?

Xiao Lin noticed Zhang Xiaoya’s troubled expression and asked, puzzled, “What’s wrong? It’s not like he’s already married, is it?”

Zhang Xiaoya shook her head. Xiao Lin breathed a sigh of relief: “If he’s not married, what are you afraid of? You made me worry for nothing.”

Zhang Xiaoya confessed: “But he has girlfriends, and more than one.”

“What!” Xiao Lin exclaimed. “That kid has that much charisma? I didn’t see it. But don’t worry, Xiaoya, with your temperament and beauty, I guarantee you’ll win this war.”

Zhang Xiaoya worried: “But his other girlfriends are not inferior at all. I feel inferior in front of them.”

Xiao Lin sighed in difficulty, then offered advice: “Xiaoya, I think you only have one option—the ultimate feminine weapon. I heard you’re still a virgin, right? Give him your most precious chastity. See if he dares not cherish you afterward. Men usually treasure the woman who gives them their first time, provided he’s not a frivolous and irresponsible man.”

Zhang Xiaoya blushed shyly: “He is very responsible; I can guarantee that.”

Xiao Lin urged: “Then what are you hesitating for? Go for it! Call him right now and find a chance to seduce him tonight. Wear that high-slit qipao we used to have. Remember to wear silk stockings—men are most interested in that. After you’ve made love, you absolutely must cry, the more tragically the better. Then, whatever you ask him to do, he’ll agree.”

Zhang Xiaoya teased Xiao Lin: “You know so much. Did you do this back then?”

A hint of embarrassment crossed Xiao Lin’s face: “Hey! I’m helping you, and you’re making fun of me.”

After some playful banter, Zhang Xiaoya asked, “Xiao Lin, is what you said really useful? What if… what if it doesn’t work?”

Xiao Lin countered: “Then tell me, does he love you?”

“He loves me!”

“And what about his character?”

“Honest and reliable, warm-hearted and kind.”

“That settles it, then! You just said yourself he’s very responsible. I guarantee you’ll succeed. Besides, what era is this? You’re still holding onto your virginity! If this move doesn’t work, I’ll find you someone better.”

Zhang Xiaoya firmly stated: “I don’t need that. You keep her for yourself. I’ve set my sights on him for this lifetime. If it really doesn’t work out… I’ll just be the secondary one.”

Xiao Lin left, smiling. Zhang Xiaoya thought foolishly for a moment, then went to the airport service desk to pick something up before driving to the exit to wait for him.

“Do the others know you came to pick me up?” Zhang Xiaoya asked me.

I shook my head: “I had something this evening and didn’t come home for dinner, so they don’t know where I am. You just got off the plane, haven’t you eaten yet? I’ll take you to eat first.”

Zhang Xiaoya clutched my arm: “I’m tired. Let’s go home first.”

We arrived home quickly without saying much. I could see from downstairs that Zhang Xiaoya’s apartment was dark. I asked, “Why isn’t your dad home?”

Zhang Xiaoya nodded: “He went back to his hometown for a few days. Can you spend time with me up there?”

I trembled with excitement—a true world for just the two of us! A major incident might happen. “Yes, I can spend the whole night with you.”

Zhang Xiaoya pinched my ear: “No funny business, or I won’t let you in.”

I raised my hand and swore: “I swear on the name of God, I promise to obey your orders. I will do whatever you tell me to do.”

Zhang Xiaoya took a box out of the trunk and handed it to me: “Take this upstairs.”

“A birthday cake? Don’t tell me it’s your birthday today?”

Zhang Xiaoya smiled: “Is that strange? Today really is my birthday. Don’t tell anyone else; let’s celebrate quietly, just the two of us, okay?”

My heart ached: “But this is such a big occasion; you should have told me in advance. I didn’t even prepare a gift for you.”

Zhang Xiaoya said seriously: “Zhao Qian, all gifts are unimportant to me. What matters is that you can be with me, just the two of us alone.”

Linking arms around her slender waist, we went upstairs. Fortunately, we didn't run into anyone else in the house. Once the door was closed, Zhang Xiaoya said, “I didn’t have time to buy anything else. This is the only big cake we have at home; let’s eat it for dinner.”

I set the table to prepare the cake, while Zhang Xiaoya ran back to her room to change. When I lit the candles and turned off the lights, Zhang Xiaoya gracefully emerged from her room, her appearance breathtakingly captivating.

A pale blue qipao, delicate high-heeled sandals. The slit of the qipao was exaggerated, clearly revealing the top of her thigh. Beneath it were nude-colored thigh-high silk stockings. As she floated toward me, she brought wafts of delicate fragrance.

“Xiaoya, you are so sexy, so beautiful,” I praised sincerely. This was the ultimate allure: uniform plus stockings—my little brother was struggling to cope.

Zhang Xiaoya smiled: “This is a set of qipaos the airline used to issue. Because it was too revealing, they discontinued it after a few days. If you like it, I’ll wear it for you often in the future.”

I swallowed hard: “Okay, but only I get to see it. Those passengers don't even get to think about it.”

Zhang Xiaoya lightly tapped my forehead: “You’re quite domineering. You have so many beauties at home, and you won’t even let the passengers look at me?”

I wrapped one arm around her slender waist and slipped the other hand up through the qipao's slit, touching the smooth silk stocking. I really wanted to rip it open and ravage her.

“I forbid it. I am domineering. My woman, Zhao Qian’s woman, no one else can even dream about. I will protect them with all my heart, ensuring they don't suffer even the slightest harm.”

Zhang Xiaoya ignored my intrusive hand and my mention of ‘them,’ simply saying softly, “Aren't you going to invite me to cut the cake?”

I placed the little birthday crown that came with the cake box onto Zhang Xiaoya’s head, then embraced her from behind to blow out the candles and cut the cake. Because my hands were wandering restlessly over her body, Zhang Xiaoya said, “Can I make my wish first? Are you afraid I’ll run away?”

Under the candlelight, Zhang Xiaoya was beautiful like a statue. Her figure was so perfect; her full breasts strained the qipao taut, her slender waist was perfectly graspable, and her rounded, firm hips were slightly tilted.

I felt an impulse, a sudden urge to tear off her uniform and stockings, pin this great beauty onto the table, and love her fiercely.

I don't know what wish Zhang Xiaoya made, but as soon as the candlewick died out, I impatiently picked her up and placed her on the table. Then, I grabbed the qipao slit with both hands and tore it forcefully. Hwa, the sturdy silk ripped into two fluttering pieces.

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“Come here and let me hold you!” After experiencing her first time, Zhang Xiaoya reached out into the darkness tenderly.

My God, Zhang Xiaoya couldn’t see herself, but right now, her entire body was covered in cream—top, middle, and bottom. If I let her hug me now, I’d turn into a cream man.

“Let me hug you!” Zhang Xiaoya’s voice was unsteady. It was understandable; she had just lost her most precious possession and desperately needed a man’s comfort and reassurance.

I reluctantly climbed onto the dining table too. Fortunately, the table was large and sturdy, or it would have been a disaster. Zhang Xiaoya’s body pressed against mine, sticky and slick, which was actually quite stimulating.

Zhang Xiaoya regained her composure. She understood what was smeared on her body, but in this moment, all she wanted was to collapse into this man’s embrace, regardless of the mess.

“Zhao Qian, will you love me forever? Unchanging until death?”

“I will, Xiaoya. I’ll love you in the next life, and the life after that too.”

“I gave you my virginity. Will you marry