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"Don't worry, you sleep, I'll go wash up!"
About ten minutes later, the glass door of the bathroom rattled.
"Why aren't you even wrapping a towel around yourself?" Jiang Qiuying exclaimed.
"Stop whining; I've put up with you for long enough! If you don't want to see me, just close your eyes!" The man's voice was harsh and brazen, laced with a hint of mischief.
"You... you're shameless!"
"Shameless? Did you tell your husband what this team-building trip was about before coming here? Don't pretend to be innocent in front of me; not a single person here is a saint, including you!"
"You're talking nonsense!"
"Nonsense? Didn't you tell Wang Lulu that the passion with your man has faded..."
My heart raced as if it were about to leap out of my chest!
"I didn't! I was just saying that casually. I love my husband; I would never do anything to betray him!"
"Ha, stop pretending to be a virtuous woman. As long as you're here, I have a thousand ways to get what I want... How's the wine tonight? Feeling hot? Is your heart racing?" The man chuckled triumphantly.
"What did you put in the wine?"
"Don't worry, it's not poison; it's a magical drink that will make you happy. Come on, let's squeeze into the same bed... It's uncomfortable to sleep with clothes on; let me help you..."
Through the headphones, I could hear Qiuying's screams and struggles: "If you keep this up, I'll call the police!"
"Go ahead and try... Let me reveal the riddle that Jiang the Beautiful mentioned: The two words men love to hear from women are 'I want,' and the three words they fear most are 'I want more'... Ha ha..."
With a loud crash, there was silence in the headphones.
I slammed my hand on the table, and Brother Xiong burst in.
Brother Xiong was driving a police car, lights flashing red and blue all the way.
I sat in the back seat, feeling utterly drained, cradling my head in despair.
Yes, I got the result I wanted, but I also witnessed another outcome I didn't want! Strictly speaking, Jiang Qiuying was the victim, but women and men who knowingly participate in situations where "stories" or "incidents" are bound to happen carry their own issues!
How should I face the impending reality?
As for Jiang Qiuying, should I choose to forgive or despise her?
The car drove directly into the local police station.
Upon seeing me, Jiang Qiuying cried like a flower in the rain, yet she dared not meet my gaze, nor did she dare to throw herself into my arms.
Here, many people were being detained.
Knowing my relationship with Brother Xiong, the Director was very polite and invited us to the office to report the basic situation:
This Cycling Group was hiding a massive conspiracy.
The Leader explained that the men in the group were paying "members" who had been organized by him to select female participants… In simpler terms, it was a scheme for free sex. After choosing their desired partners during the day, they would be arranged into a room through a "lottery" organized by the Leader, where they would then engage in sexual relations.
Most of the women participating were either resentful wives or promiscuous women; these types of women and men were merely seeking mutual satisfaction. There was also another type of woman who was just looking for novelty and had no intention of going all the way; the Leader would arrange for "agents" to brainwash them, and if that didn’t work, they would be given drinks laced with drugs!
Ultimately, this led to unspeakable outcomes.
Whether they were coerced or willingly participated, they could only count themselves unlucky and dared not report it.
Thus, this Cycling Group became a secret base for adults to choose casual partners.
That woman named Jiang and another named Wang Lulu were both accomplices of the Leader!
I was so shocked that I gaped in silence.
"As for your partner, after our investigation, she was completely deceived by that Wang Lulu! Since we brought her here, she has been crying and saying sorry to you!"
What good is it to say this now?
"After receiving a tip-off from Director Xiong, we arranged for police forces to set up surveillance in advance, particularly monitoring the room where your partner was staying. We apprehended the Leader who attempted to rape your partner at the first opportunity; aside from being frightened, she suffered no harm!"
This was truly a stroke of luck!
Brother Xiong is my good friend!
After I shared my troubles with him, he gave me a phone that had been tampered with for technical purposes. Then Qiuying's original phone "broke," so she naturally started using the one I provided.
As long as the phone had power, I could listen to what was happening on the other end through Brother Xiong's equipment at any time.
That night, at the most critical moment, silence suddenly fell. Just as Qiuying was about to call the police, Leader snatched the phone away and smashed it.
Wang Lulu, that wicked woman, went to great lengths to get close to Qiuying, persuading her to join the Cycling Group. When Qiuying received that "team-building" message, she immediately declared that she wouldn't participate and that she would no longer attend her Cycling Events in the future.
Wang Lulu swore that those activities were meant for people who were willing, insisting that since she was with her, she was just a "Gossip."
Qiuying believed her and even planned to share these revelations with me later, not realizing she was on the brink of falling into an irretrievable situation!
Qiuying repeatedly apologized to me. Was she wrong?
I had been so busy with life that I neglected to care for her and pay attention to her needs. But wasn't I busy for a better life?
Often, we lose sight of what truly matters!
I signed up for a gym class with Zhi Qiuying, and we went together in the evenings. On weekends, we participated in Cycling Events together and sometimes went camping. With me around, she felt secure; with her by my side, I felt at ease.
Efforts always yield rewards.
After this incident, we were doing well. Qiuying was pregnant—my child.
(The End)
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