Her soft, warm body was against my embrace, her delicate skin was warm and fragrant, and her body was hot and alluring.

"What's wrong?" Li Changfeng asked in a low voice.

"I'm scared!" Ye Zihan said in a trembling voice. "I was afraid of thunder when I was a child, and I still am now that I'm an adult."

"Boom!" Lightning flashed and thunder roared in the sky, adding fuel to the fire, and the rain intensified, with large raindrops falling in a downpour.

"Oh dear." Ye Zihan pulled the blanket up over her head, snuggled closer to Li Changfeng, trembling uncontrollably.

"It's alright, don't be afraid." Li Changfeng gently patted her smooth back, comforting her softly.

"It's just a bit loud, but it won't hurt anyone. Don't worry, I'm here."

Most people feel fear when thunder roars; this is the power of heaven and earth, the force of nature.

Humans are weak beings in the world, and are easily defeated in the face of nature.

Fear is directed at a specific group of people, not everyone.

I remember one dark, rainy night, my grandmother led me home, her withered hand making me tremble. The words she said that I remember most vividly were: "Child, look at the bright lightning in the sky; it can light our way forward."

His body was hunched over, half-buried in yellow earth, yet he was the pillar of my heart at that moment.

Twenty years later, I still miss it.

Hearing Li Changfeng say "I'm here" again, Ye Zihan felt inexplicably at ease, and her tense emotions gradually calmed down.

"It's so good to have you," Ye Zihan murmured.

Li Changfeng had amazing hearing; he could hear even the faintest whispers clearly. "What's so great about me?"

"Anywhere is fine."

"Girl, you haven't fallen in love with me, have you?"

Ye Zihan did not respond.

"What's wrong? Are you shy?"

"You need to be bolder. When you meet someone you like, seize the opportunity. Don't leave any regrets in your youth. Sometimes, the difference between people is just a thin membrane."

"Gather your courage and poke it gently, and it will open," Li Changfeng tempted.

"I know I am outstanding. I am handsome, tall, skilled, charming, and have countless girls going crazy for me."

"But as Lu Xun once said, 'It's easy for a man to pursue a woman, but it's easy for a woman to pursue a man.' You can give it a try."

"Maybe I'll agree."

Did Lu Xun say this? When did he say it?

How come Li Changfeng is just like Shen Qiqi? It's completely irrelevant; have they assimilated?

Being with Shen Qiqi is never a good thing; she can lead you astray in everything.

"Zihan, if you're too shy to speak up, just give me a hint. Gently tug at my pajamas, and I'll understand." Li Changfeng coaxed.

After saying a lot, Ye Zihan didn't react at all.

Looking down, Li Changfeng was speechless.

What a waste of emotion; it's just talking to myself.

Damn!

Ye Zihan had her eyes closed, her nostrils flared slightly, and her breathing was even and deep; she was already asleep.

Li Changfeng pursed his lips and slowly got up.

This girl is really brave, she just fell asleep in my arms like that? Isn't she afraid of taking advantage of me?

Well, I feel sorry for this girl, so I'll go help her.

Li Changfeng dressed, walked out of the room, pressed the elevator button, and disappeared into the rainy night.

"Damn it, scream! Scream like a madman!" Song Guofu held a whip in one hand and a chain in the other.

One end of the chain was tied to a woman who was barely clothed.

The woman's body was covered in bruises, one after another, indicating she had been badly beaten.

Song Guofu's behavior was quite perverse, and it could be said that there are many perverse people nowadays, especially nouveau riche and wealthy people.

Their sense of superiority is so arrogant that they look down on far too many people and regard women as mere clothes, worthless playthings.

It was not intended as slander or satire.

Absolutely true.

"Master, you're going to kill me!" the woman cried out in pain.

"What's wrong? Can't take it anymore? I give you 100,000 a month, do you think it's just for free?"

"Don't forget your debts. You have to pay at least 50,000 yuan a month. Without me, you would be killed."

"If you can't even endure this little hardship, what use are you to me?" Since becoming rich, Song Guofu has completely changed and is no longer the same person he used to be.

From nothing to something, everyone changes to some extent.

Some people change a lot, while others change little.

Song Guofu's sudden wealth brought about a complete transformation in him, both inside and out.

He was beaten up today and is in a bad mood with a lot of anger. He wants to vent it all on women and torture them severely.

If I don't vent this anger, I'll probably lose ten years of my lifespan.

"Thank you for the 100,000 reward, Master. I love you," the woman flattered.

This woman is no good. She's drowning in debt, vain, and incurred it through excessive spending.

I've accumulated over two million yuan in debt through various small loans and low-class loans for taking photos.

I don't understand why people who aren't high-end have to consume like high-end people.

He was repeatedly harassed by debt collectors and suffered a lot, including being cornered at home, bombarded with phone calls, and even threatened and forced.

She met Song Guofu by chance, and the two hit it off immediately, each getting what they wanted.

Men are lustful, women love money; they're a perfect match.

Song Guofu was after her body, while the woman was after Song Guofu's money.

In reality, interests are everywhere.

"If you love me, that's all that matters. If you let me have my way tonight, I'll give you an extra 50,000 yuan." Song Guofu threw down the whip and pretended to loosen his belt.

"Come, drink the holy water."

"Thank you, Master."

"Clap clap clap!" Three claps suddenly rang out, startling the two people inside the room.

"Mr. Song, you seem to be having a lot of fun. May I ask if you could let me join you?"

The two looked over at the sound and saw that it was none other than Li Changfeng.

Song Guofu trembled inwardly and immediately deflated. He was terrified of being beaten during the day, but his sudden appearance made him realize something was wrong, and he felt a strange sense of crisis.

"What...what are you doing here?" Song Guofu stammered.

"Master, who is he? Is he your friend?" the woman asked, puzzled. "If so, it's not impossible; I can accept it."

"But you have to pay extra."

What a clever way to raise money! Raising prices at the right time is a great way to make money.

"Shut up!" Song Guofu glared and scolded, "Who gave you the right to speak here? Get out of here."

"Oh!" The woman got up, tidied up the chain, and walked to the room next door.

"President Song, I never expected you to have such a peculiar hobby. I admire you greatly," Li Changfeng teased.

"Young man, we have no grudges against each other. What brings you here so late at night?"

Song Guofu was kind and gentle, and very polite.