So things, if left undealt with and bottled up, could have a significant and unhealthy impact on a person’s character and mindset over ti.
Since Shen Fanyun had made thorough preparations, it was only right for his family to give him their unwavering support.
Moreover, Shen Fanyun had always been a sensible child, handling matters with discretion and caution.
"Big Brother, let’s kill that Han Long! Damn it, I’ve hated that bastard for so long," Shen Bufan grumbled, still indignant on Shen Fanyun’s behalf.
"Before we kill him, let’s utterly ruin that bastard’s reputation! Let everyone see what kind of scum Han Long really is. Fuck!"
"To think a guy like that could beco the richest man in Hangcheng City and be admired by thousands. Heh!"
If it weren’t for Han Long and Han Feng, their family of four would never have been forced to separate during that sudden turmoil.
For ten years, Shen Fanyun had a ho he could not, and dared not, return to.
Shen Bufan wondered how his older brother had managed to endure it all.
His brother never spoke of it. A decade of silent suffering, its bitterness known only to him.
Perhaps from Big Brother’s perspective, there’s no point in dredging up those old scars and painful mories. It would only make the family feel worse.
Shen Bufan sighed, the anger on his face refusing to fade.
Shen Fanyun teased, "Why are you more worked up about this than I am?"
Shen Bufan pouted. Just then, Mother Shen called them for dinner. The two brothers washed their hands and took their seats at the table.
"How about a drink tonight?" Shen Fanyun suggested.
"Sure!" Shen Bufan was the first to agree. Soon, the two brothers and their father were trading toasts in a never-ending stream.
Mother Shen tried to get them to drink in moderation, but her efforts were futile. The three n only grew more enthusiastic, downing wine like it was water.
After three rounds, Shen Bufan was the first to fall, resting his head on the table and waving his hand in surrender.
His father, however, surprisingly had the stamina to keep up with Shen Fanyun.
Shen Fanyun rembered his father didn’t actually like to drink. Aside from unavoidable social functions for work, he almost never touched alcohol at ho. His father’s tolerance for alcohol now was a real eye-opener.
"After you left, he started drinking," Mother Shen said, her voice filled not with bla or complaint, but with heartache.
Shen Fanyun was deeply moved. He knew his father hadn’t had an easy ti these past ten years, either.
How could a father remain indifferent after failing to protect his own son and being forced to watch him leave his ho behind?
From then on, he drowned his sorrows in alcohol, forcefully suppressing his inner guilt and pain. Over ti, his tolerance had naturally increased.
"We won’t have days like this anymore," Shen Fanyun said, patting his father’s shoulder with a comforting smile. "Drink less and take care of yourself. We’ve got decades left to live, so there’s plenty of ti to drink slowly."
His father said nothing, simply tilting his head back and downing another cup.
"To you," Shen Fanyun toasted, raising his glass.
It was late into the night before the family finally went to rest.
「The next day」
Shen Fanyun hurried through breakfast and prepared to leave.
Lin iqing was leaving Hangcheng City, and he wanted to et with her to see if there was anything she needed that he could provide.
With her departure so close, Shen Fanyun suddenly felt a pang of sadness. He hated the feeling, but he had to respect Lin iqing’s personal choice.
"Where are you?" Shen Fanyun called Lin iqing.
Lin iqing’s voice was suggestive. "Jiajia went to file her resignation, so she isn’t ho today. I’m waiting for you."
Shen Fanyun was speechless. What does that have to do with my question? he wondered, a pang of guilt striking him. This... A fierce battle must be waiting for . What should I do? Well, I’ll just have to bite the bullet.
He laughed at himself. Sigh. When she’s here, I try to avoid her as much as possible. After she leaves, I’ll probably miss her day and night. People are so pathetic.
Upon arriving at Lin iqing’s residence, Shen Fanyun’s eyes lit up.
Lin iqing was barefoot, revealing a pair of small, jade-white feet. She wore a pair of white, ultra-short nylon sports shorts that clung to her hips and thighs, perfectly showcasing her long, toned legs.
As for her upper body, she was clearly braless. Underneath her loose top, her full breasts created an enticing silhouette. This outfit made Lin iqing look both sexy and vibrant, nothing like a woman in her early forties. She had a captivating vitality that even surpassed that of a girl in her late teens!
Truly, beauties are tiless!
"Just finished yoga," Lin iqing smiled, opening the door for Shen Fanyun.
Shen Fanyun was amazed that Lin iqing, at her age, still exercised to maintain her figure. It was truly admirable.
Lin iqing shot Shen Fanyun a coquettish, knowing smile, her slightly flushed cheeks and neck exuding a hint of sultriness.
Shen Fanyun was stunned, nearly forgetting why he had co.
He noticed beads of sweat glistening on her forehead, the tip of her nose, and her chin. They trickled down her beautiful face, adding a bewitching, sophisticated allure. Her ample bosom rose and fell with each breath. The sweat soaked her shirt, creating two distinct damp patches on her chest that outlined perfect hemispheres. The sight alone made Shen Fanyun stand at attention in salute.
Her expression and her entire deanor sent a wave of heat through Shen Fanyun. This alluring auntie was really putting him to the test.
"Why so slow?" Lin iqing muttered.
Shen Fanyun gave a noncommittal excuse, "There was traffic."
In fact, he had arrived half an hour ago. He had spent the ti in his car, conserving energy and waiting for his skills to cool down, hoping to unleash his ultimate move today. It couldn’t be helped. He had been eating too well recently with little self-control. Besides, she was leaving soon; he couldn’t possibly leave this gorgeous auntie unsatisfied. A fierce battle was imminent, and Shen Fanyun had to be ready.
Lin iqing went to the fridge and grabbed a bottle of mineral water. She gracefully sat down on the sofa, pressing her pale, slender legs together. Then, she tilted her head back and drank eagerly. Because she drank so quickly, so water spilled from the bottle’s mouth, trickling down her long neck before vanishing into the valley of her chest, dampening her shirt.
After finishing her water, she asked Shen Fanyun suggestively, "Should I go take a shower?"
Shen Fanyun, sitting beside her, shook his head. "No ti for that."
She giggled, having gotten the exact answer she wanted.
With a soft chuckle, her body trembled flirtatiously. She wriggled her enchanting figure like a butterfly, nestling her head into Shen Fanyun’s embrace. At the sa ti, her right hand began a silent, delicate exploration downwards, as if searching for a precious treasure.
When her fingers reached their destination, Lin iqing’s eyes lit up with joy. Just as she’d expected, Shen Fanyun was already in pri condition.
Young n with strong bodies are such a gift. They don’t need any special coaxing. A single word or a small gesture is all it takes to get them standing tall.
"Wonderful," Lin iqing sighed, her face flushed with desire. Before Shen Fanyun could react, her right hand had already slipped inside his pants. Her other hand hooked around his neck.
"Will you miss when I’m gone?"
Lin iqing had touched upon the very subject that weighed on his heart, and the faint sorrow of their impending separation washed over him again.
Shen Fanyun paused before asking earnestly, "Do you really have to go now?"
If she wasn’t in a rush, she could wait a while. He would be heading back to Capital City eventually after settling things in Hangcheng City. Why not go together?
Lin iqing shook her head. "I have to go."
"We’ll see each other again, so it’s just a temporary separation. Why be so sad?" she said softly. "Besides, absence makes the heart grow fonder. If we were stuck together every day, I’d worry you might get tired of ."
"This is fine, really," Lin iqing said, though she was clearly reluctant to let him go. She rubbed her head against his chest, her voice tinged with lancholy.
This man had brought her unimaginable pleasure and made her feel like a truly complete woman.
He was an indispensable ray of light in her life!
"Fanyun," Lin iqing whispered.
"What is it?" Shen Fanyun asked.
"Let’s start. I’m ready," Lin iqing said, suddenly grabbing his large hand and pressing it forcefully against her chest, rubbing it back and forth again and again.
She moved so fast that Shen Fanyun had no ti to react. His palm was pressed tightly against her breast, and he could feel its distinct softness and elasticity. The sensation shot through his body, making his mind buzz with an unprecedented, restless excitent.
Lin iqing’s eyes were filled with longing and anticipation. Her breathing grew rapid, and her body trembled slightly. She seed completely lost in the passion of the mont, forgetting everything else.
Shen Fanyun’s heart raced as well, blood rushing to his face and making his entire body burn.
"L-Let’s start," Lin iqing stamred, biting her lower lip as she cast one seductive glance after another at Shen Fanyun. Her voice was pure magnetism.
Even though they had tumbled in the sheets more than once and knew each other intimately, every new encounter with Lin iqing offered a fresh thrill. She was like a treasure chest, always revealing sothing new and wondrous.
"Need my help?" she asked, her gaze drifting down to his belt.
He gasped as she pressed her nose against him through his pants.
What a torturous little vixen. She’s going to be the death of , he thought.
His eyes turned bloodshot. With a sharp RIP, he tore her top open, revealing a pair of pale, jade-like peaks that swayed with a visible, breathtaking arc.
A forty-year-old beauty with such a breathtaking body. Shen Fanyun felt that if he were to die today beneath her skirt, he would have no regrets.
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