Blackening starts from the golden years

After finishing, Fan Shengmei nestled in Yuan Xudong's arms, looked up at him and smiled:
"Were you jealous just now?"

"No."

Yuan Xudong denied it. He put his arms around Fan Shengmei, and with his right hand he played with her two soft breasts and said with a smile:

"I have confidence in myself. Besides, if you really want to leave me and throw yourself into Wang Baichuan's arms, I am willing to let you go. So, do you want to leave me?"

"Why are you like this? Can't you just say something I like to hear to comfort me?"

Fan Shengmei said angrily with dissatisfaction. She hoped to see Yuan Xudong jealous of her instead of looking as indifferent as he was now. Did he really not care about her at all?

Fan Shengmei couldn't help but think of Guan Juer and Qiu Yingying. She felt that Yuan Xudong clearly treated them differently. Without a doubt, he cared the most about Guan Juer, followed by Qiu Yingying. She ranked last and had no status at all. Every time Yuan Xudong saw her, it was just to have sex with her. Although this made her body feel comfortable, she felt uncomfortable in her heart.

People are like this. At the beginning, Fan Shengmei only cared about Yuan Xudong's money, but when she had money, although it was not a lot, only 50,000 yuan a month, it was enough for her to spend, and she could immediately move into Yuan Xudong's mansion again.

After her material needs were initially met, she wanted spiritual comfort. She wanted Yuan Xudong to coax her, love her, and care about her. In simple terms, when she had no money, she only wanted money. When he gave her money, she wanted the nourishment of a man's love. What a greedy woman.

"To comfort you?"

Looking down at Fan Shengmei in his arms, Yuan Xudong smiled indifferently and said:

"Okay, tell me what you want to hear and I'll tell you, for example, I love you, I really like you?"

"you……"

Seeing Yuan Xudong's perfunctory attitude, Fan Shengmei immediately said angrily:

"Humph, I'm going to have dinner with Wang Bochuan tonight, you decide."

"Okay, it's okay if you like Wang Baichuan, as long as your body doesn't cheat on you."

Looking at Fan Shengmei, Yuan Xudong smiled and said:
"I'm being honest. Wang Baichuan is quite handsome and more responsible than me. He also treats you like a goddess. I understand that you just like him and have feelings for him. I allow you to cheat mentally, but not physically. Your body belongs only to me."

Yuan Xudong was smiling, but Fan Shengmei felt a little scared for some reason. She felt that Yuan Xudong must be speaking in a sarcastic way. At this moment, she no longer cared about being hypocritical, and turned to look at Yuan Xudong sincerely, and promised:

"My body and heart belong to you alone. I just said this on purpose to piss you off. I will definitely not go to dinner with Wang Baichuan tonight. Are you mad at me?"

"I'm not angry. Why would I be so petty?"

Yuan Xudong smiled slightly. In fact, he didn't believe what Fan Shengmei said, or he only believed half of it. Her body was indeed his, but her heart was not necessarily his. However, he only wanted Fan Shengmei's body, and he didn't care much about her heart.

Looking at Fan Shengmei who was still a little worried, Yuan Xudong smiled and said:

"Okay, go have dinner with Wang Baichuan tonight. It's good to meet him. Only when you meet him can you face the reality more clearly."

"Are you sure you're not being sarcastic?"

Fan Shengmei asked cautiously. Looking at her, Yuan Xudong lowered his head and whispered in her ear with a smile:

"I'll say it one last time. Go have dinner with Wang Baichuan tonight. If you like him, go with him, or make a clean break with your past self. From now on, you will be my slave girl."

"Bah, what slave girl are you talking about? Do you think you are the emperor?"

Fan Shengmei spat lightly and said coquettishly that this is an era of the rise of women's rights. If she posted Yuan Xudong's words on the Internet, there would definitely be many fairies in the sorority who would criticize him to death, and then shout "Down with men, rise of women, we want freedom, equality, and fairness, men should open their eyes to see the world, and only being a dog who listens to women's words is justice."

At this time, Yuan Xudong's right hand gradually increased its strength. Fan Shengmei couldn't help but frowned and said coquettishly:
"Be gentle, you're hurting me."

Hearing this, Yuan Xudong continued to do his own thing. With a smile on his face, he teased:

"I'm not Wang Baichuan treating you as a muse. To me, you are my slave girl. What's wrong? Don't you want to?"

"Huh, why are you so mean?"

On the surface, she glared at Yuan Xudong angrily, but actually Fan Shengmei was not really angry in her heart. On the contrary, being treated so roughly by Yuan Xudong, she felt a little excited. Just thinking about Yuan Xudong treating her like this, she felt itchy in her heart. Slowly, her eyes were filled with tears, and it was obvious that she was in love.

Seeing her like this, Yuan Xudong couldn't help but smile. No wonder they say that if a man is not bad and a woman doesn't love him, he is just a slut.

Looking at Fan Shengmei's big watery eyes, Yuan Xudong's mouth corners slightly raised, and he couldn't help but jokingly said:

"What's wrong, do you want it again?"

"I don't have any, who wants one?"

Fan Shengmei refused to admit it stubbornly, but her face turned red as soon as she said it, because she suddenly found that her voice had changed, becoming coquettish, as if she was acting coquettishly with Yuan Xudong. Isn't this just admitting it herself?

Yuan Xudong smiled and didn't care. He turned Fan Shengmei around and asked her to bend down and lie on the low table in front of him. Then he leaned down and gently took off his belt...

"Uh-huh……"

Fan Shengmei couldn't help but moan, she looked aggrieved and about to cry, but she was very happy in her heart. She suddenly realized that she might really fall in love with Yuan Xudong. She didn't believe in love before, and thought that she would never really fall in love with a man. It didn't matter who she married, as long as the other party was single and rich. But now, she found that she might really fall in love with Yuan Xudong.

With the nourishment of love, Fan Shengmei enjoyed it even more, from her body to her mind, and then to the depths of her soul. She just felt that she was extremely happy at the moment, as if she had entered another world, which was simply wonderful.

……

Meanwhile, upstairs in the bedroom.

Listening to Fan Shengmei's shouting coming from outside the room, Qiu Yingying muttered in a daze:

"Sister Fan's screams are so loud."

Suddenly hearing Qiu Yingying say this, Guan Juer, who was originally a little unhappy, couldn't help but burst out laughing. She looked at Qiu Yingying, nodded and smiled:
"Yeah, yeah, Sister Fan screamed pretty loudly."

"As expected of Sister Fan, you are amazing."

Qiu Yingying laughed.

"Ha ha--"

……

At 7:30 in the evening, in front of the Hilton Hotel, Fan Shengmei, wearing a black halter dress, slowly walked out of a black Ferrari sports car. With a graceful figure and swaying steps, she handed the car keys in her hand to the hotel waiter who came forward and asked him to help park the car.

Then, she walked slowly to Wang Baichuan who had been waiting at the hotel entrance, looked at him and smiled:

"What's wrong, old classmate, don't you recognize me?"

"How could that be? I just didn't expect you to appear in front of me like this."

Wang Baichuan came back to his senses and smiled. Looking at the graceful and sexy Fan Shengmei in front of him, he quickly bent down slightly, extended his hands to the hotel as an invitation, and said with a slight smile:
"Please, I have reserved a table upstairs." "Yes."

Fan Shengmei nodded slightly and hummed softly. Holding the Hermès bag in her hand, she walked into the hotel first. Wang Baichuan followed beside her a little behind like a humble dog, for fear of offending his goddess.

When they met for the first time many years after graduation, Wang Bochuan originally thought that he was doing well, having opened a small company and being a boss, which was the reason why he came to Shanghai to contact Fan Shengmei. He had no money and no skills before, and felt that he could not give Fan Shengmei, the goddess, a good life, so he never contacted Fan Shengmei, but just liked her silently in his heart.

Now, he felt that he had made a name for himself, so he came to Shanghai to contact Fan Shengmei, wearing a formal suit and tie, driving a rented BMW 3 Series, and dining at the Hilton Hotel. He wanted to show his best side to Fan Shengmei. His purpose was naturally to attract her, to be her boyfriend, and to marry her. After all, Fan Shengmei had always been the most beautiful muse in his mind.

But the reality is, when they met again, Wang Baichuan was shocked. His muse had become more beautiful and outstanding. She drove a Ferrari, wore a full set of Hermès, and carried an Hermès bag.

If Wang Bochuan's impression of Fan Shengmei was that of a proud princess before, she is now a queen, a proud and sexy queen. She is less innocent than when she was in school, and more mature and sexy. Wang Bochuan thinks this is normal. After all, she was a student before, and now she has entered society for many years. He has changed, and Fan Shengmei will naturally change too.

Moreover, he likes the current Fan Shengmei even more. With just one look, he feels that he has fallen in love with the Fan Shengmei in front of him again. He loves the pure Fan Shengmei in the past, and he also loves the sexy Fan Shengmei now. At the same time, he is a little uneasy because he doesn't know whether Fan Shengmei has a boyfriend now or whether she is already married.

While Wang Baichuan was thinking about these things in his mind, he walked forward beside Fan Shengmei.

At this time, Fan Shengmei didn't think so much in her mind. Although she missed the past when she saw Wang Baichuan again, she didn't have any strange feeling towards Wang Baichuan himself, and was even a little disappointed. Just like Yuan Xudong said to her, the meeting broke the inherent impression of the past and made her face the reality and no longer take Wang Baichuan to heart.

Being with Yuan Xudong raised Fan Shengmei's vision to a very high level. She only took one look at Wang Baichuan and could tell that the suit he was wearing would definitely not cost more than five thousand yuan, and the watch on his right wrist was also a very ordinary brand and not worth much. From this, it can be seen that Wang Baichuan is not a rich man.

Another thing is his temperament. He is very humble in front of her, just like in the past, and not confident at all. Before, she asked the hotel waiter to park the car, and Wang Bochuan's eyes were on the Ferrari sports car she drove many times. He was shocked, but he pretended to be calm, which showed that he was pretending. Fan Shengmei looked down on such a man.

To put it simply, a rich man can pretend to be poor and down and out, which is called being low-key, but a poor man pretending to be rich and prosperous is called fraud. Of course, Wang Baichuan is not at that level yet, but Fan Shengmei really doesn't like the way he is pretending now, because she is a person who knows how to pretend. Like repels like, and fraudsters hate being defrauded by other fraudsters.

……

After having dinner together, Fan Shengmei was about to leave, but Wang Baichuan stopped her and took her to where he parked the car when he came.

Seeing the white BMW in front of her, Fan Shengmei couldn't help but smile:

"Hey, Wang Baichuan, you are so modest. You have a BMW."

Hearing this, Wang Baichuan smiled modestly and said:
"This BMW 3 Series is an entry-level model. It's far inferior to your car."

After saying that, he opened the car door, took out a bouquet of red roses from the car, handed it to Fan Shengmei in front of him, and said with a smile:

"Xiaomei, these flowers are for you."

Seeing the bouquet of red roses in front of her, Fan Shengmei was slightly stunned. She couldn't help but think of Yuan Xudong. He had never given her red roses. He was really a man who didn't understand romance.

Feeling a little resentful of Yuan Xudong's lack of romance, Fan Shengmei did not reach out to take the bouquet of red roses that Wang Baichuan handed to her. She smiled slightly and said:

"It's a red rose. I dare not accept your flower."

"why?"

Looking at Fan Shengmei in front of him, Wang Baichuan explained anxiously:
"Xiao Mei, don't get me wrong. I didn't mean anything else. When I came here, I happened to drive past a flower shop. I thought these red roses were pretty, so I bought a bunch of them for you. Didn't you like red roses very much?"

"Thank you, but I really can't accept your red roses."

Looking at Wang Baichuan in front of her, Fan Shengmei reached out and gently lifted the strands of hair that were messed up by the evening breeze by her ears, and said with a sweet smile:

"I was afraid my boyfriend would misunderstand me. Thank you for remembering that I like red roses."

When Wang Baichuan heard Fan Shengmei say she had a boyfriend, his expression changed slightly. He had never dared to ask, nor did he dare to express his feelings easily. He didn't expect that Fan Shengmei really had a boyfriend. But this is normal. Fan Shengmei is so outstanding, and she is already 30 years old this year. How could she not have a boyfriend?
Feeling somewhat embarrassed, Wang Baichuan took back the red rose dejectedly and asked with a wry smile:

"You are so outstanding, your boyfriend must be outstanding too, right?"

"Well, he's quite good. In fact, you know my boyfriend."

"I know him too? Could he be a classmate of ours?"

Wang Baichuan was very surprised. The only people he and Fan Shengmei knew were their classmates.

"Yes, it's Yuan Xudong, do you remember him?"

"bookworm?"

Wang Baichuan blurted out in surprise, he was really jealous, the muse in his heart actually became the girlfriend of that nerd?

As soon as the words came out, Wang Bochuan immediately apologized to Fan Shengmei:
"I'm sorry, Xiaomei, I spoke too quickly."

"It doesn't matter. He was indeed a nerd before."

Fan Shengmei smiled and said that she felt that fate was truly miraculous. When she was in high school, she and Yuan Xudong had no interaction and they had barely spoken to each other, but now she had become his woman.

Moreover, he seemed quite honest when he was in school, so how come he has become so bad now?

Thinking of Yuan Xudong, Fan Shengmei couldn't help but reveal a sweet and happy smile on her face. Seeing her like this, Wang Baichuan couldn't help but be stunned. What you can't get is always a commotion. Wang Baichuan is like this now. In his mind, his goddess is more beautiful, so beautiful that it makes him feel painful in his heart, because his goddess has become another man's woman. He regrets it so much, secretly blaming himself for not being brave enough at the beginning, and waiting until now, it's too late to regret.

"Okay, it's getting late. I should go back now. Bye."

Fan Shengmei waved to Wang Baichuan and prepared to go back. At this moment, she just wanted to return to Yuan Xudong as soon as possible and tell him that she would be his woman forever, obey him in everything, and give birth to his children.

"Bye, I'll take you back."

"No, let's go."

Fan Shengmei smiled and turned away, she stepped on high heels, her steps were brisk, her figure swaying gracefully. The night was cool, the evening breeze blew her hair gently, she stretched out her hand and gently stroked it, her perfect back made Wang Baichuan fascinated, his muse was getting farther and farther away from him, and finally disappeared at the corner of the hotel.

Wang Baichuan got into the BMW somewhat lonely. After staying in the car quietly for a while, he drove away.

……

On the other side, Fan Shengmei was driving Yuan Xudong's Ferrari sports car at high speed towards Grand Hyatt Residences. At this moment, she couldn't wait to see Yuan Xudong.

When they got home, Yuan Xudong was sitting on the sofa in the living room watching TV. Qiu Yingying and Guan Juer were not there. Fan Shengmei threw her bag on the table in the living room, then threw herself into Yuan Xudong's arms, tightly hugged his neck with both hands, looked up at him and said in a coquettish voice:

"Huh, you really don't worry about me at all?"

"Why should I worry about you?"

Yuan Xudong asked with a smile. He hugged Fan Shengmei, gently stroked her thigh with his right hand, and slowly penetrated inside.

...(End of chapter)