Another huge floor-to-ceiling window.

In front of the window was a bathtub the size of a hot spring pool.

The water inside was already filled to the brim. Curious, Lv Xiaoyang tested it with his hand; the temperature was just right.

It was only later that he learned the bathtub contained natural hot spring water, supplied through a special pipeline routed to each room, flowing continuously 24 hours a day.

At this moment, the two sisters began to move.

They stood one on either side.

Untied the belts of their kimonos.

The clothes slipped to the floor with a swooshing sound.

Only then did Lv Xiaoyang realize that, aside from the outer garments, they were completely bare beneath.

The older sister had a butterfly tattoo on her left chest, while the younger sister had a rose tattoo in the same place.

Their voluptuous chests were of similar size, and even the unveiling of their delicate bushes was equally meticulous, making ripples of desire surge in Lv Xiaoyang's heart, wishing he could throw both sisters onto the bed right then and there.

"Sir, please enjoy the bath."

The older sister spoke again in a stilted voice.

Lv Xiaoyang stepped into the bathtub.

Then lay back, letting the warm spring water completely envelop him. He had to admit, this sensation made him feel like a Living Immortal.

The two sisters didn't remain idle.

Standing on either side of the bathtub.

They began massaging and rubbing Lv Xiaoyang's body with their tender hands.

In front was a scenic view of lakes and mountains.

On both sides were rare beauties.

If possible, Lv Xiaoyang truly wished time could stop at this moment.

Of course.

He had free rein to touch the sisters' bodies.

His hands were each gripping the sisters' soft skin, gently kneading; the sensation was indescribably pleasurable.

The bath lasted about ten minutes.

Lv Xiaoyang was already starting to perspire slightly.

After getting up, he followed the younger sister.

To a massage bed nearby.

Lv Xiaoyang obediently lay down under the sisters' direction, and they each took out a bottle of essential oil and began applying it to his bare skin.

Quickly.

His body became slick and slippery.

Under the touch of the two beauties, a certain part of his body naturally became more robust.

"Sir, we are about to begin."

The older sister said as she bent down, pressing her soft chest against Lv Xiaoyang's slippery body.

The younger sister was not idle either.

She focused on his lower body.

Using the same part of her body as her sister.

This process lasted about five or six minutes.

Not because it was short.

But because Lv Xiaoyang couldn't hold back anymore.

He got off the massage bed.

Helped the older sister onto the bed, spread her long legs, and aimed accurately to become one.

During his eager efforts.

The younger sister joined behind him.

Continuing to rub her softness against his back.

This sensation of being sandwiched front and back instantly sent tingling fireworks through Lv Xiaoyang's brain, exploding across his cerebral cortex...

Thursday.

Two days later, in the evening.

Chen Fang had just attended a reception of the City Committee.

He was planning to take a walk to sober up.

Just as he reached a traffic light.

Suddenly.

A roaring motorcycle stopped in front of him.

The figure appeared to be a man, dressed in all-black biker gear, with a helmet hiding any facial features.

This scene.

Made Chen Fang instinctively step back a few paces.

The motorcyclist didn't dismount.

Instead, he tossed an ordinary envelope at Chen Fang.

"Secretary Chen, this is a complaint letter."

Then.

The clutch was released, the throttle twisted.

The motorcycle roared into the night.

A complaint letter?

Chen Fang furrowed his brow.

Picked up the envelope.

Upon opening it, he found a thick stack of photos, about a dozen or so.

The street remained bustling.

Cars coming and going.

Under the streetlight, Chen Fang opened the envelope, pulled out the photos, and was stunned by the first one he saw.

There were two people in the first photo.

A man and a woman.

The man he recognized, it was Tang Guozheng, the City Secretary of Shangqing City.

The woman looked very young, incredibly beautiful, with a hint of mixed heritage.

The scene was the two of them strolling in what looked like a park.

The woman was holding his arm, appearing quite intimate.

The second photo depicted a different setting.

A hot spring pool.

Both were in swimwear, with the bikini-clad woman nestled against Tang Guozheng's chest.

The third photo appeared to be a candid shot.

A distant window frame.

Still Tang Guozheng and this woman, both standing side by side on a balcony in robes.

Tang Guozheng wore an ordinary hotel robe.

The woman wore something nearly transparent and very revealing.

These three photos.

Already proved the unusual relationship between the two.

The fourth photo was of a document regarding Huanhai Petroleum's acquisition agreement.

The fifth photo was another document, a transfer agreement for two villas.

The subsequent photos all featured similar agreements or documents.

All these agreements mentioned the name "Mei Jianxue."

At that moment, Chen Fang was momentarily frozen.

Why had the complaint about Tang Guozheng been sent to him?

Logically, as a provincial-level official and the top leader of Shangqing City, such a complaint should be submitted to the Provincial Discipline Inspection Committee, right?

The issue of overreach in investigations had already happened once.

If not for Xu Yanchi's assistance, he would have already received a disciplinary action.

So, this complaint letter was a hot potato.

If he forwarded it to the Provincial Discipline Inspection Committee, Tang Guozheng and his supporters would likely think he was stirring trouble, trying to topple him.

If he did nothing.

His conscience would not be at ease.

As a Disciplinary Committee Secretary, rooting out official corruption was his duty.

In the end, justice and curiosity won over his concerns.

He took a deep breath.

Pulled out his phone and directly dialed Mei Yiru's number, asking, "Where are you?"

Fifteen minutes later.

Chen Fang knocked on Mei Yiru's door.

Mei Yiru, in her pajamas, welcomed him into the bedroom.

Without a doubt, it began with an intense encounter, lasting over an hour.

Completely naked, Mei Yiru lay in Chen Fang's arms, coyly saying, "I feel like I won't need a face mask for at least half a month."

"What do you mean?"

Chen Fang asked.

Mei Yiru giggled.

Saying, "Haven't you heard? The best face mask for a woman is lovemaking. One satisfying session is more effective than a dozen face masks..."

"There really is a strange theory for everything."

Chen Fang sighed.

Then sat up, saying, "I came here today because there's something I want to ask you..."

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