This kiss, it dimmed the skies; this kiss, it could dry the seas and split rocks; this kiss, it transcended time itself.

They had no idea how long they kissed, but eventually, the two parted.

Tang Yumeng's face was flushed red; Lin Chuan's kiss almost suffocated her. With a crimson face and heaving chest, she said, "You little rascal, were you trying to suffocate me? Didn't you realize I almost smothered?"

"I was giving sister artificial respiration," Lin Chuan teased.

"Get out of here," Tang Yumeng shyly glared at Lin Chuan.

"Sis, your smile is truly beautiful," Lin Chuan said, gazing at Tang Yumeng like a love-struck fool. Indeed, it's no wonder Liu Dagu kept her in his thoughts. It's equally unsurprising that Bai Yifan, a son of the Deputy Secretary of the Provincial Committee and a quintessential example of a 'second-generation official' and a 'second-generation wealthy', would be hopelessly captivated by Tang Yumeng.

The beauty of Tang Yumeng was not something ordinary blandness and commonness could compare with. Her allure seemed to transcend the obsessions of the modern world, as if it belonged to an ethereal realm of ancient times. She was like a wintersweet, proud and solitary amidst the quiet valley, blossoming serenely and elegantly on her own, as if oblivious to the many eyes fixed upon her, her every glance and gesture exuded a spirit of freedom and romance.

Lin Chuan was never easily moved by women; no matter how beautiful, if they lacked substance, he would never take an interest.

To Lin Chuan, Tang Yumeng was the epitome of a goddess, and could even be said to be the love of his life.

"Sweet-talker," Tang Yumeng, still blushing, said, "I'm already in my thirties, do you really like me?"

"Yes," Lin Chuan immediately nodded, his eyes full of eagerness as he asked, "Sis, you just said you like me, was that true?"

"No," Tang Yumeng shook her head.

"You're lying to yourself," Lin Chuan became anxious: "You were so serious when you said it, you weren't lying."

"Fool, even if I do like you, what about it?" Tang Yumeng became agitated: "There's a large age difference between us, don't you care at all? Or are you like all the other men, merely infatuated with my pretty shell?"

"No!" Lin Chuan quickly shook his head and said, "I love everything about you, your body, your heart, your soul. Every word and deed of yours concerns me, influences me. Sis, I truly love you, and I am willing to marry you."

"Haha…" Tang Yumeng suddenly burst into laughter.

"Sis, you don't believe me?" Lin Chuan asked, puzzled.

"With what will you marry me?" Tang Yumeng suddenly asked seriously.

"I…" Lin Chuan was startled, then earnestly said, "I will use my own hands. My hands can protect you; they can provide for you; they can cherish you; and they can also make you happier than any other woman in the world."

"You fool." Tang Yumeng's eyes momentarily lost focus, but she quickly regained her composure, smiling: "My fate is not mine to control."

"Sis, please don't talk like that," Lin Chuan said hastily.

"I'm not just saying that." A touch of subtle sadness appeared in Tang Yumeng's eyes, and with a bitter smile, she said, "This is reality, this is the cruelty of society."

This look in her eyes pained Lin Chuan. Tang Yumeng's expression was clearly one of helplessness and resignation. Lin Chuan felt the impact deeply; as a man unable to protect his woman, to give her peace and fulfillment, it was a tremendous blow. It was an extreme sorrow and heartache. And so, Lin Chuan was very saddened.

"Sis!" Lin Chuan once again hugged Tang Yumeng tightly, his heart aching, "Sis, why do you make life so hard on yourself?"

"For my brother, Tang Hao." Tang Yumeng clenched her teeth, "I must uncover his murderer. Without bringing the killer to justice, I will never marry in this lifetime."

Tang Yumeng's expression turned ferocious; her eyes, usually gentle, now revealed a terrifying fierceness. It was shocking to see such intense murderous intent hidden within a kind and gentle woman. It was truly terrifying.

"Sis, let me help you," Lin Chuan whispered into Tang Yumeng's ear, gently biting her earlobe and speaking tenderly, "Your matters are my matters. Tang Hao's matters are my matters as well. Leave this to me, let me help you. Okay?"

"Can you really help me?" Tang Yumeng hugged Lin Chuan tightly, asking, "Lin Chuan, can you truly help me?"

"Sis, trust me," Lin Chuan embraced Tang Yumeng almost crazily, nibbling on her earlobe, kissing her neck. Tang Yumeng seemed to be moved; holding Lin Chuan tight, biting her lip in a look of enjoyment.

Lin Chuan wasn't a passive man; wrapping her arms tightly around Lin Chuan's neck, she wished she could merge him into her being. Lin Chuan's kisses on her ear and neck were instead not quenching the scorching cells within her body but intensifying her agony. Despite Lin Chuan being right beside her, she couldn't find any satisfaction, as if throwing a cup of water onto a burning cart of wood.

Lin Chuan too was ablaze with desire, his body aflame with discomfort. His left hand encircled Tang Yumeng's slender waist, while the right one cupped her perky behind.

"Sis..." Flames seemed to burst forth from Lin Chuan's eyes, as if he was about to devour Tang Yumeng.

"Lin Chuan!" Tang Yumeng bit her red lips, her arms wrapped around Lin Chuan's neck, saying, "Don't... don't!"

When a woman says don't, that means she wants it. Lin Chuan swallowed a mouthful of saliva, then picked up Tang Yumeng in his arms and quickly laid her down on the sofa. Tang Yumeng was panting, her chest heaving unevenly, as she stared straight at Lin Chuan, her eyes filled with anticipation and longing.

Lin Chuan too was flushed with excitement and arousal.

At this moment, Lin Chuan was completely overtaken by desire. All that occupied his mind and heart was possessing Tang Yumeng; he pounced on her, kissed her, caressed her...

The last sliver of sobriety in Tang Yumeng's mind gradually faded amidst Lin Chuan's caresses. She wrapped her arms around Lin Chuan's neck, responding to his kisses. The pair seemed to transform into a couple of passionate immortals in an instant.

Rip...

Lin Chuan was rough and violent, forcibly tearing open Tang Yumeng's clothes. The pink blouse with a row of buttons underneath was torn apart by Lin Chuan, all its buttons popping off, scattering like beans. In the moment the shirt was torn, the breathtaking scenery that was once restrained seemed to be liberated, and Lin Chuan finally saw the true face of Mount Lu. Although two pieces of white fabric still covered it, the feeling of partially obscuring the enchanting is even more exciting with the thrill of leaving something to the imagination.

Lin Chuan seemed to be injected with a surge of adrenaline.

Hiss...

Lin Chuan drew in a cold breath, as Tang Yumeng appeared before him in such a sensual pose. Although it wasn't the first time, it still felt surreal. Because usually, Tang Yumeng was aloof and serious. Few had seen her laugh, few had seen her without her facade. But now, Tang Yumeng was devoid of any haughty chill or disguise. At this moment, Tang Yumeng was a woman of the world, a woman in the city, a woman in need of a man.

Lin Chuan took a further step, just as he was about to release those twin marvels.

Tang Yumeng immediately felt her body become somewhat adrift.

"No!" Tang Yumeng hastily opened her eyes, the last bit of clarity in her mind instantly returning. She hurriedly grabbed Lin Chuan's hands.

Lin Chuan's hands reached those twin peaks. Tang Yumeng looked at him pleadingly, saying, "Lin Chuan, no, we can't!"

"Sis..." Lin Chuan's face reddened as he said, "I..."

Lin Chuan was a runaway train, like a high-speed car that suddenly encountered someone standing right in front of it, unable to stop. He held Tang Yumeng as if he wished to pounce immediately. He was a wolf that had seen its prey, and stopping a wolf in the middle of its chase was simply impossible.

Lin Chuan clenched his teeth, but his actions did not stop, his hand actually began to unbuckle Tang Yumeng's belt.

"Lin Chuan, you can't do this!" Tang Yumeng chided, her hands struggling to hold onto her own belt.

However, Lin Chuan's strength was not something she could withstand, and in no time he removed Tang Yumeng's belt with swift motions. Lin Chuan's relentless advance made it impossible for Tang Yumeng to resist; she tried hard to make him stop. But Lin Chuan simply wouldn't listen to her.

Hiss...

Tang Yumeng suddenly felt a jolt of shock. Looking down, she realized Lin Chuan, the bastard, had actually...

Slap...

Tang Yumeng reflexively slapped him.

Lin Chuan immediately withdrew his hand, covering his face with a look of grievance and bewilderment as he looked at Tang Yumeng. The slap seemed to have brought Lin Chuan to his senses; at least he wasn't as outrageous as before. Seizing the moment of his clarity, Tang Yumeng hurriedly put her trousers back on, straightened her clothes, and as the torn blouse obviously couldn't be worn again, fortunately, there were clothes to change into in the resting room.

"I'm sorry." Tang Yumeng looked at Lin Chuan with an expression of grievance, saying, "I... I didn't mean it."

Sigh...

Lin Chuan heaved a heavy sigh and said with a bitter smile, "Sis, it's me who should be saying sorry. I've acted worse than a beast."

"Lin Chuan, sis... I'm not ready for that yet!" Tang Yumeng said with her head down, a plaintive look on her face, "Do you... do you think I'm deliberately making things difficult for you?"

"Not at all," Lin Chuan shook his head and said, "After all... our relationship has not been officially confirmed, so..."

"Silly boy." Tang Yumeng reached out to caress Lin Chuan's cheek, saying, "You've actually been quite patient. How about... I let you visit Qinghua Pool? Might help you cool off a bit."

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