In the room.

Jiang Rou heard footsteps outside, followed by the sound of a door closing.

She knew it must have been Zhou Qian leaving.

They, were over.

Jiang Rou bit her lips fiercely, nearly drawing blood.

She had been with Wang Dahai for so long, dating twice.

The first time they were both inexperienced, hardly doing more than holding hands.

But the second time, she took the initiative, wanting something to happen with Wang Dahai, wanting to give herself to him.

Yet, Wang Dahai had refused.

And now, he was with Zhou Qian...

Something inside her struggled to accept this.

She couldn't understand, couldn't comprehend, and even harbored some resentment. Why did Wang Dahai treat her this way?

Where had she gone wrong?

The more she thought about it, the angrier and more heartbroken she felt.

Finally, she couldn't bear it any longer and got out of bed to leave.

Wang Dahai lay in bed with his eyes closed, his mind still savoring the intimacy he had just shared with Zhou Qian.

Zhou Qian's body was soft like water, and their deep connection was incredibly wonderful.

Every woman was different, each with their own unique qualities.

Zhou Qian appeared as an eternal piece of unmelting ice, but her inner strength was fiery hot.

They weren't familiar at first, and even though Zhou Qian was proactive, there was always a strange feeling for Wang Dahai.

He knew Zhou Qian was using him to get revenge on her ex-boyfriend.

That experience had been lovely too, but not as much as now.

Now she was truly enjoying it.

And before, it had always been Zhou Qian who initiated.

But now, when Wang Dahai took the initiative, she would not refuse.

Like after work, in the office.

Zhou Qian was like a conservative woman, gradually shedding her protective layers under his advance.

Wang Dahai found great pleasure in this process of conquering her.

Wang Dahai closed his eyes, ready to sleep.

But just then, the door was pushed open.

He opened his eyes to look and saw only a shadowy figure approaching.

He thought Zhou Qian wanted him again, thinking inwardly that this woman also had desires deep within her bones.

However, when the shadow reached the bedside, and under the cool moonlight streaming in from the window, he realized it was Jiang Rou.

He was stunned.

But Jiang Rou had already lifted the covers and slid into bed.

As soon as she entered, she immediately clung to Wang Dahai, pressing her burning soft body against him.

Before Wang Dahai could react, she had taken hold of him.

In just a moment, there was a response.

"You..."

Before he could finish speaking, Jiang Rou's lips were already upon his.

Wang Dahai's head spun.

His mind went blank.

What was this woman doing?

By the time he came around, thinking to push her away, she suddenly straddled him with her beautiful legs.

Pulling her panties from beneath her nightgown up to her thighs, she grabbed Wang Dahai's heat, attempting to guide it between her legs.

Wang Dahai was taken aback and quickly clasped her waist to stop her movement.

"What are you doing?"

"I want you!"

"Stop messing around."

Wang Dahai pushed her aside.

Jiang Rou was like a furious little lioness, writhing in his arms, refusing to give up.

But she couldn't overpower a man, and Wang Dahai managed to push her away.

"What are you doing?" Wang Dahai frowned.

What madness had overtaken this woman?

Jiang Rou didn't answer, and after a while, Wang Dahai suddenly felt her shoulders gently shaking.

Looking down, he saw that she was crying.

Wang Dahai was somewhat shocked and also somewhat vexed.

What's there to cry about?

"Why are you crying?"

Jiang Rou ignored him, continuing to crawl into his embrace, grappling with his lower part, pressing her body against his.

Dahai was somewhat speechless, even now, she was still thinking about this.

"Really, what do you mean?" Dahai was getting impatient.

Jiang Rou sobbed, "Why won't you take me?"

Dahai sighed, "I don't want to hold you back."

"Don't want to hold me back? Haha."

While crying, Jiang Rou said, "But you have already held me back!"

Dahai wiped her tears and said, "Come on, go back to sleep."

"No, I want you to take me."

"Stop it, will you?"

"I'm not causing a scene!"

Jiang Rou wanted to bring up Zhou Qian multiple times, but when the words reached her lips, she just couldn't say them.

Because she had no right to question.

She just wanted Dahai to take her, to use this method to prove something.

"If you want to sleep, then sleep."

Dahai couldn't be bothered with her anymore and held her tight to prevent her from making a fuss again.

Jiang Rou asked, "Do you like me?"

"Like."

"Really?"

"Mm."

"I like you too."

Dahai chuckled, what's the use of liking someone.

Liking someone can't be eaten as food.

He now saw things very clearly.

He had no entanglements over romantic matters.

If they could be together, then they would be together; if not, then it was simply fate not aligning, and he wouldn't force it.

He felt Jiang Rou moving slowly in his arms, not sure what she was doing.

After a while, she suddenly lifted her long legs and draped them over his waist.

Then, Dahai felt a warmth press against his lower region.

He instantly realized that Jiang Rou had been taking off her underwear.

"You..."

"I want you," Jiang Rou said with determination.

Dahai asked, "Are you sure?"

"You do realize, this kind of thing is irreversible."

"Your mother won't agree with us being together."

"Also, I'm just a contract worker right now, earning two to three thousand a month; barely forty thousand in hand by year end."

"That's not enough money to buy a house or a car."

"You want it, I can take you now. But have you really thought it through?"

"Do you really have no regrets?"

Jiang Rou was after all his first love, Dahai had feelings for her.

He didn't want a moment of passion to result in her regretting.

Hearing Dahai's words, indeed, Jiang Rou started to hesitate.

"Can you... change your job?"

"Why would I change it?"

"For me!"

"For you?" Dahai laughed and asked, "How much do you think I need to earn a month to be with you?"

Jiang Rou was a bit lost; she had never considered these things.

Being suddenly asked, she also couldn't respond.

"I don't know."

"Don't know?" Dahai asked, "Would ten thousand be enough? Would twenty thousand?"

"I earned over twenty thousand a month giving massages before; that's not low income, right? But it seemed like your mother still didn't approve of me, she still disagreed."

"How much do you think an ordinary fresh graduate who has just finished college, without a family and parental support, can earn?"

"Even if I'm more ambitious, how much more can I earn a month?"

"You just want to see me progress, but when I was progressing, you still stood by your mother's side."

"So, even if I succeed, what's the point?"

Although Dahai always said he didn't care, how could he truly not care at all in his heart?

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