The Underworld, Starting with Debt

Higashiki Ren spoke modestly, but his eyes betrayed his smugness, and he felt elated amidst the envious and jealous gazes of others.

"It's because Xiaoyang doesn't mind me."

"You guy..."

Higashi Kijin's gaze refocused on the much-anticipated Higashi Yori. As their eyes met, he waved slightly. When he realized that everyone's attention was on him, a smug smile crept onto his lips.

However, as if she had thought of something, her thoughts suddenly changed, the smile gradually faded, and her hand quietly moved behind her back, gently rubbing her waist.

'Unfortunately... I'm not fortunate enough to enjoy it...'

......

......

......

Time flies, and the summer heat, though intense, fails to awaken the working class's awareness of time. They bury themselves in their busy work until utterly exhausted, only then looking up. By then, daylight has quietly retreated, and the soft moonlight, like a gentle caress, lightly envelops the massive structures of steel and concrete, draping this bustling city in a soft silver veil.

"Ugh, so tired!"

Higashikihito leaned back in the soft chair, stretched lazily, and felt a strange sense of relief.

Suddenly, a pair of delicate little hands gently touched his temples. The gentle and precise massage made him unconsciously close his eyes, immersing himself in this rare tranquility and relaxation.

A moment later, when he opened his eyes again, he saw a clean and charming face before him, whose natural beauty was more captivating than any makeup.

"Ji Ren, you've worked hard."

Dong Yangli said softly, her slender index finger lightly flicking Dong Jiren's forehead, taking away a little bit of sweat. Then she took a tissue from the table and gently wiped it for him, her eyes full of concern.

“You too.” Higashikihito shook his head, gazed at her, and said, “Let’s go home.”

"Ah."

Dongyang gently picked up the coat draped over the back of the chair and helped her husband put it on.

......

Strolling along the bustling streets, the surrounding streetlights shone brightly like twinkling stars. Car headlights and neon lights intertwined, blending with the night and mist to form dazzling ribbons of light, adding a dreamlike layer to the extravagance of this city that never sleeps.

Dong Yangli linked arms with Dong Jiren and walked quietly with him in the night.

"How's your job as a secretary going?"

Higashi no Kijin lowered his head and looked at his wife beside him.

"It's alright, it's just..."

Remembering the arrogant company president who treated her like a servant, Dongyang pursed her lips, feeling depressed, and shook her head.

"nothing."

Silence fell again, and the two of them remained silent, quietly enjoying each other's company and cherishing this rare moment of time alone together.

As they walked along a rather secluded path, an advertising billboard bathed in ambiguous pink neon lights caught their attention.

'warm instrument'

Clearly, this is a store that sells adult products.

Higashikihito frowned slightly, stopped and carefully examined the sign—'Ai no Ki' (meaning "warmth" or "warmth"), and glanced at his wife beside him without making a sound.

She was staring intently at the various items displayed in front of the transparent glass window... Her pink tongue unconsciously licked her lips.

The pink neon lights shone on her charming face, creating an alluring glow. In this enchanting light, she seemed to transform into a bewitching succubus, radiating a captivating magic.

Higashiki's face suddenly darkened. He snorted coldly, shook off Higashi Yori's hand, and strode towards the road back to the company.

"I left something at the company, I'll go back and get it, you can go home first."

Before he finished speaking, Dong Jiren left without looking back or paying any attention to Dong Yangli. His figure gradually disappeared into the night, leaving Dong Yangli standing there, stunned, as if frozen in that moment of sorrow.

"Ji, Ji Ren..."

Dongyangli finally came to her senses, staring blankly in the direction Dong Jiren had left. She raised her arm, wanting to call out, but after opening her mouth, she sadly lowered her hand, murmuring softly, her voice filled with helplessness and sorrow, which slowly dissipated into the night sky.

With her long eyelashes slightly lowered, Dong Yangli could hardly conceal the deep-seated guilt in her eyes.

She is the one who made her husband like this, she is the one who made him into a 'useless' man who can't have sex...

The year she got married, she and her husband, Higashi Norihito, were almost inseparable and deeply in love.

However, after experiencing that fiery sensation, it was as if some switch deep within her heart had been triggered. Her desires, like opening Pandora's box, poured out instantly, like a raging flood, unstoppable and irreversible.

Overly obsessed, she constantly clung to her husband, never letting him go even when he was exhausted.

The end result was "Bogey's syndrome" on the medical record.

Now in our third year of marriage, it seems the deep rift is widening with time...

Chapter 170 Li Hua: "I am the Queen!"

The bright and clear moonlight drifted gently across the sky, dancing in the night breeze, and fell upon the office building of Kurashiki Cosmetics Company.

The cold, hard office building seemed to be draped in an alluring veil under the gentle moonlight, reminiscent of the fine rain of Jiangnan, and immersed in the decadent and intoxicating atmosphere of the city that never sleeps.

In a luxurious office in the building, darkness was the dominant color. However, a few rays of bright moonlight from outside the window subtly outlined the mysterious and profound scene inside. Dim and yellow light shone on the wide and luxurious sofa chair, where a woman in a red OL uniform leaned back quietly, her fingertips lightly turning over documents, seemingly focused on her work.

Her long, velvety golden hair cascaded gently over her shoulders, flowing like a waterfall in the soft light with an intoxicating glow. Her high, delicate nose added a touch of dimension to her face, while her fair skin was so smooth and delicate it seemed as if it could be broken at a touch, with a hint of ambiguous blush. Her watery eyes were slightly narrowed, as if they held brimming spring water, exuding endless tenderness and allure.

In the quiet office, the occasional rustling of turning pages and the long, even breathing sounds could be heard. These sounds were particularly clear in the stillness, intertwining together elegantly like a melodious piano piece. The melody brought a soothing and peaceful feeling, yet within these harmonious notes, there seemed to be a kind of inexplicable repression, like an imperceptible undercurrent quietly surging beneath the beautiful melody.

"Hmm~"

"Snapped!"

The file was slammed shut, and Kurashiki Reika kicked Ito Koshitoki, who was sitting on the sofa with her.

"You brat, don't go too far!"

Feeling the wonderful sensation of her soft, black-stockinged feet pressing against his abs, like being tickled by feathers, Ito Koshito's heart skipped a beat, and he quietly wiped her moist lips with his large hand.

"Hmm~"

Just as Kurashiki Reika was about to get angry again, two fingers made a "V" sign in front of her.

"Hehe... Madam, yay!"

A faint, glistening substance slid down from his long, strong fingertips.

"You big dummy!"

When her pearly teeth bit down on her bright red lips, the glistening moisture shimmered on the alluring crimson, exuding a subtle allure.

Kurashiki Reika's eyebrows were raised high, yet there was a touch of alluring charm between them, which dispelled the arrogant aura she had cultivated from her long-standing high position. She looked like a fierce tigress acting coquettishly, or a cute kitten throwing a tantrum. The combination of coquettishness and anger made her already charming face even more vivid, dazzling and captivating.

"Madam is so dishonest; she has such a sweet tongue..."

"Go to hell!"

With a coquettish shout of annoyance, a fragrant breeze wafted by, and Kurashiki Reika grabbed the lace triangle mask next to her and threw it precisely at Ito Koshitomo's face.

The warm, dampness clung to Ito Koshito's face, making him look utterly disheveled.

Kurashiki Reika's slender, delicate hands had already grabbed Ito Kozue's collar, pushing him down onto the sofa. Her ripe, soft breasts pressed against his chest, looking down at him from above.

The tight-fitting uniform skirt was pushed up to her waist, and her plump, black-stockinged legs clamped his arm, restricting his movements.

The sofa was placed near the floor-to-ceiling window in the office. City lights filtered through the thin curtains, casting their glow on the voluptuous body of the beautiful woman. The alluring charm of the mature woman seemed tangible, blending with the soft lighting, and radiating a bewitching allure in Ito Koshitoshi's eyes.

Kurashiki Reika seemed to have recovered from her earlier embarrassment. Her pretty face looked even more alluring in the shadows, and her beautiful eyes, brimming with spring-like passion, held a hint of arrogance as she silently stared at Ito Etsuyuki. Her seductive gaze was like that of a succubus queen, bewitching and captivating.

"You brat... I am the queen! Everything must be done according to my command!"

......

......

......

On the other side, Higashikihito walked alone on the street. The cool and warm summer night breeze brushed against his face, bringing with it a wisp of exhaust fumes. He looked up at the sky, which was pitch black, with dazzling neon lights obscuring the brilliance of the stars.

Higashiki sighed slightly, his gaze sweeping over the bustling traffic and endless stream of pedestrians on the street, lingering especially on the scantily clad, sexy beauties. Summer had arrived, and their attire undoubtedly added to their allure.

"Tsk!"

Even though his heart was burning with passion, his reaction was completely unmoved, which made Dong Jiren's heart even more gloomy and his hatred for his wife Dong Yangli even deeper.

Out of sight, out of mind. Dong Jiren withdrew his gaze and strode towards the company. He had indeed left his office documents somewhere. Soon he arrived at the office building, where it was quiet.

Higashiki Ren wasn't surprised; at this hour, even those who were still working would have gone home.

"So slow."

In the empty building, the faint sound of the elevator moving up and down the stairs could be clearly heard in the quiet. Inside the elevator, Higashiki Hitoshi rested his head and stared at the constantly changing floor display.

"This is so annoying!"

"Ding-dong!"

A crisp notification bell rang, the elevator doors opened, and Higashiki stepped into the pitch-black office floor.

'That's really creepy.'

Higashiki felt a chill run down his spine. His rapid heartbeat was particularly clear in the silent space, heavy and slow, accompanying his breathing.

'This godforsaken place... I'd better grab this and get out of here.' He hurried to his workstation, fumbled around for a moment, found his files, and was about to leave.

He suddenly paused, silently calculating in his mind, 'If I put the documents on the president's desk now, and he sees them as soon as he arrives tomorrow, will that...?'

For Higashiki Higashi now, women are just something to admire from afar. He has turned his attention to his career. In the past two years, he has indeed spent a lot of effort trying to please his superiors. Unfortunately, the arrogant female president has never given him a kind look.

This idea made him feel somewhat excited.

'Yes, we absolutely have to do this! We have to make an impression on the president!'

Having made up his mind, Higashiki Hitoshi went to the elevator and pressed the button for the top floor.

"Ding-dong!"

As the elevator chimed once again, Higashiki Norihito stepped into the floor reserved exclusively for Kurashiki Reika.

The moment he stepped out of the elevator, Higashi Norihito's gaze was drawn to the faint light shining through the crack in the office door.

"Ok?"