My cousin-in-law helped me achieve my ambitions.

Seeing that he didn't speak, Lin Shumei assumed that he had softened his heart.

As she spoke, she unexpectedly stood on tiptoe and kissed him. At the same time, her restless hands began to unbuckle Su Ming's belt.

Su Ming stood there like a piece of wood, completely motionless.

Without thinking twice, Lin Shumei launched a fierce attack.

Within minutes, she had torn off the only towel he was wearing, and then pressed her warm, soft body tightly against him. Her hands roamed over his muscular body, and her lips left hot marks on his skin.

"Holy crap, this woman is insane, she's capable of anything..."

Su Ming was finally aroused by this enchantress and became like a raging fire.

He let out a low growl, scooped her up in his arms, and slammed her heavily back onto the soft, large bed.

And so, the two of them, once again shamelessly and passionately entwined in the hotel room.

This time, Su Ming had the upper hand.

When Su Ming knocked Lin Shumei down, looking at her pretty face flushed with passion, at her dreamy peach blossom eyes, and at the seductive moans emanating from her mouth, the suppressed anger and humiliation in his heart found an unprecedented release at that moment.

He seemed to be using this most primitive and direct method to assert his sovereignty and power over this woman.

Lin Shumei seemed to have completely submitted, responding to him enthusiastically. Her submissive demeanor was a stark contrast to her haughty attitude at the hotel entrance just moments before.

……

After another intense and passionate encounter, Su Ming held Lin Shumei in his arms, panting heavily.

Lin Shumei stretched out her slender arms, wrapped them around his neck, and gently planted a kiss on his sweaty forehead, her voice languid and satisfied: "You little rascal, you're such a tormenting little rascal..."

Su Ming didn't speak, but simply enjoyed this moment of tenderness.

Lin Shumei turned to the side and curled up in his arms like a kitten, drawing circles on his firm chest with her fingers.

"Su Ming," she said softly.

"Um?"

"You just said... you wanted to call it quits?" Her voice held a hint of fear and grievance. "Are you disgusted with me?"

Su Ming laughed and reached out to pinch her cheek: "How could that be! I just... didn't like the way you were just now."

What he said was somewhat true; he did have feelings and emotions for this woman.

"So, which version of me do you like best?" Lin Shumei blinked, her eyes seeming to be pleading.

Su Ming thought for a moment, then leaned close to her ear and said with a wicked smile, "I like the way you are in bed."

Lin Shumei blushed crimson at his blunt words, and lightly punched his chest with her small fist: "You're so annoying!"

After cuddling together for a while, Lin Shumei suddenly seemed to remember something. She picked up her bag from the bedside table, took out a thick wad of banknotes, and handed it to Su Ming.

"Take it."

Su Ming was stunned for a moment, looking at the stack of money, which was at least five thousand, and he was completely dumbfounded.

"What is this?"

"Here you go." Lin Shumei placed the money in his hand and said softly, "To be honest, I don't have any ambitions in this life. I can't have children, so what do I need so much money for? I just ask that you give me more happiness, don't leave me, and just be there for me when I need you. When my husband and I got married, this ending was already destined."

When Su Ming heard her mention her husband and not accept the money, he couldn't help but ask curiously, "Why?"

Lin Shumei gave a bitter smile and replied, "You probably won't believe it, but my husband doesn't like women. He's a gay man... so he chose to marry me, a woman who can't have children. It's a win-win situation. We both know the unspoken agreement and each do our own thing."

Su Ming remained silent.

Lin Shumei stuffed the money into his hand: "Take it, here's five thousand yuan for you to use for driving lessons."

"Thank you, Sister Lin!" Su Ming looked at the money in his hand, feeling a mix of emotions.

He thought of Tian Jing, Yang Tian, ​​his cousin's wife, and his own wavering heart. It seemed he had now embarked on the ship of desire, and there was no turning back.

"No need to thank me, you deserve it. As long as you keep me happy, you'll definitely get a lot of money." Lin Shumei smiled, a smile that carried a hint of smugness and cunning.

Suddenly, she wrapped her arms around Su Ming's neck and said softly, "Hug me one more time, love me one more time, okay?"

Su Ming was speechless. This woman was probably infatuated with him; she was essentially trading money for his body. There was nothing he could do; she was offering far too much, so he had no choice but to go along with it, even if it was exhausting.

"Okay!" He smiled knowingly, put his arm around her slender waist, and with a flip, pushed her down onto the bed.

Before long, the two were shamelessly entwined again.

Su Ming was tired but happy, and the two of them played around for quite a while before finally stopping.

Lin Shumei stretched, revealing a lazy and sexy posture, and then rolled out of bed.

"Alright, it's getting late. Let me take you home!"

Su Ming nodded and got out of bed as well.

The two got dressed and left the hotel. The night was deep, and the streets were nearly deserted. Lin Shumei drove Su Ming to his apartment building.

Just before getting off the bus, Lin Shumei suddenly grabbed his hand again.

"Su Ming." She looked at him earnestly, "Don't keep me waiting so long again! I have a temper too!"

Su Ming nodded: "Okay."

Lin Shumei smiled and kissed him on the lips.

Go!

Su Ming got out of the car and watched the Buick Regal disappear into the night, but he felt no joy at all.

He held the wad of money; it felt heavy, like a stone pressing on his heart.

That five thousand yuan wasn't so easy to get. The physical sacrifice wasn't so bad, after all, he also gained pleasure.

However, how to handle his relationship with Lin Shumei in the future is a big problem.

Never mind, death is inevitable, making money is the most important thing right now. Only after filling that hole of 285,000 yuan will he have the right to talk about freedom.

Back at the rented apartment, the living room light was on, and Qiu Tong was sitting on the sofa, wearing loose loungewear, engrossed in reading a magazine.

She didn't go to work today.

Hearing the door open, Qiu Tong looked up and saw it was him, a look of surprise on her face.

"Why are you so late coming back?" she asked, her tone tinged with concern.

Su Ming changed into slippers, walked to the sofa and sat down, casually replying, "I ate something out with a friend."

Qiu Tong said "Oh" and didn't ask any more questions, continuing to look down at her magazine.

Su Ming sat beside her, inhaling her faint fragrance, but his mind was in turmoil.

He recalled the frenzy in the hotel, Lin Shumei's burning hot body, and the five thousand yuan she had given him...

A strange sense of guilt welled up inside me.

He felt very dirty.

Qiu Tong seemed to notice his unusual behavior, put down the magazine in her hand, and turned to look at him.

"What's wrong? You look so pale?"