The morning sun streamed into Yang Chen's room through the mottled glass window. He drowsily shook his head and was about to get up when he suddenly felt something soft envelop him.
Yang Chen instantly woke up and looked down. It was indeed the woman he had drunkenly brought home last night.
The woman's arms, as white as lotus roots, were wrapped around his waist. Beneath the towel, a pair of plump breasts pressed against his thighs, delicate and smooth as velvet. A pair of white, tender thighs casually straddled his lower body, the faint traces of last night's indulgence still visible on her groin.
Add to that the innocent and beautiful face of the woman as she slept, and Yang Chen couldn't help but sigh: This woman is definitely in the top three of all the women he had ever seen. Just as Yang Chen was admiring this heavenly, work of art-like female body, he suddenly caught a glimpse of a pool of dried red blood on the sheets at the foot of the bed!
His heartstrings tightened, and Yang Chen frowned at the still, motionless woman, somewhat surprised. Of course, the blood wasn't his, but he hadn't expected that the beauty who had driven him so wild last night was actually a virgin.
Thinking back, Yang Chen quickly realized that the woman's initiative and indulgence last night were likely due to the bald man drugging her. If he hadn't accidentally driven the group away, this dark-haired beauty would have likely become their prey long ago. It was also because he had been drinking alone last night that he didn't notice anything unusual when he went home to sleep.
Just as Yang Chen sat on the bed, deep in thought, the woman on top of him finally woke up. She opened her eyes with a hint of confusion, then gently raised her head to see Yang Chen looking at her calmly.
The man before her was strange yet familiar, his mouth and nose emitting a strong masculine scent, with a hint of obscenity. Trying to recall the scene before her, fragments of last night surfaced in her mind... The woman quickly understood what was going on!
Now that Yang Chen knew she wasn't a prostitute, he was curious about what she would do. Scream? Beat or scold? Call the police? Or blackmail? If that were the case, Yang Chen felt no guilt at all and let her do as she pleased. If it weren't for him, she would have been r*p*d by a group of men long ago. He could only blame himself for carelessly straying into the wolf's territory.
However, the woman's reaction was surprisingly calm.
She slowly sat up. In the faint sunlight, he lifted the quilt, revealing a voluptuous body as sculpted from white jade. The visual impact made Yang Chen gasp. Her body still bore faint bite marks and red marks from slapping, and even some sticky, suggestive residue left by the men.
The woman stepped off the bed without shame, completely naked, even her voluptuous vagina clearly visible.
But this calmness and composure suddenly made Yang Chen feel a little oppressive. He took a deep breath and said, "I'm sorry."
The woman was about to turn around to put on her underwear, but she paused. She didn't answer, nor did she turn around, continuing to put on her clothes.
Yang Chen said nothing more, but a heavy stone weighed down his heart, making it difficult to breathe. It had been years since he'd felt such intense guilt for sleeping with a woman. In the past, women were mostly just a way to heal wounds, not even considered fellow human beings with thoughts. Suddenly interrupted by the woman he'd spent the night with, Yang Chen felt a surge of complex guilt. He wondered if he'd been relaxing for too long, his mind clouded.
In less than five minutes, the woman had dressed, slightly adjusted her appearance, and was barely noticeable. Then, she silently walked out the door.
Seeing her leave without a word, Yang Chen couldn't help but ask again, "Do you know the way? Do you want me to give you a ride?"
This time, the woman didn't even pause, but walked out the door and closed it behind her.
Yang Chen stared blankly at the closed door, unable to help but smile bitterly. This woman was truly one of the most exquisite he'd ever seen. But just as he was about to stand up, Yang Chen, with his exceptional hearing, heard sobbing from the hallway...
She seemed to be still crying, but she didn't want him to see or hear. Unfortunately, she didn't know her hearing was far superior to that of an average person, so she couldn't avoid it.
Thinking of the woman fighting back tears, Yang Chen's guilt intensified.
After cleaning up a bit, Yang Chen remembered that he still had a mutton stall to run. Although the small stall didn't make much money, he always enjoyed watching the people coming and going, the bustling atmosphere.After pushing his wheelbarrow to his stall, Old Li, who had been selling fried sausages, smiled at Yang Chen, "Xiao Yang, you're late today. Did you have a date yesterday?"
Yang Chen thought to himself that they didn't have a date, but they did have s*x. He replied calmly, "No way, don't think about it. I overslept."
Old Li chuckled and said with a hint of satisfaction, "My daughter Jingjing is back home after her internship. She told me yesterday that she'd remember your kindness, Xiao Yang. If it weren't for you, we wouldn't have been able to afford my husband's medical care and Jingjing's internship far away."
Old Li's daughter, Li Jingjing, was the couple's daughter, and they loved her dearly. After graduating from university, she went to an internship at a company in another city and didn't return home until two months later.
Yang Chen had met that girl twice. She was a typical Jiangnan water town beauty, but since she was a friend's daughter, he didn't have any interest in her. "Haha, what's the point of remembering a favor? Next time I'm broke, just let me eat for free," Yang Chen joked.
"Okay!" Old Li suddenly nodded. "If you hadn't mentioned it, I wouldn't have forgotten. My wife and Jingjing both said they'd treat you to dinner at our house to thank you. Tonight!"
"That... that's not necessary. Your family's struggling, why would you treat me to a meal?"
Old Li feigned anger and said, "How much can a meal cost? It's just plain food. If you don't go, Xiao Yang, you're looking down on our family."
Yang Chen had no choice but to nod his agreement, unable to dissuade the stubborn old man. Old Li then smiled broadly.
But at this moment, several scoundrels reappeared in the commotion. Seeing Yang Chen and Old Li, the thug leading the group smirked sinisterly.