In front of a public telephone booth, a plainly dressed man stood, his outfit costing no more than a hundred yuan in total. He took two deep drags of his cigarette, mustered up his courage, and dialed a sequence of numbers.
"It's me," Zhao Chengfeng whispered when the call connected.
"Son, have you arrived in Beihai City?" A robust male voice sounded from the other end of the line. "Ha ha, it's good that you've reconsidered, it's good indeed."
Zhao Chengfeng curled his lip, grumbling, "Old fool, you're truly stubborn in your outdated ways, aren't you? Are we really going to coerce innocent women into prostitution?"
There was no hint of courtesy in Zhao Chengfeng's tone, let alone filial piety.
"What kind of talk is that!"
The male voice sounded again, "I'm your father; how could I harm you? Besides, that Xiao girl is not bad, very attractive, just your type. There's no problem with her becoming part of our Zhao family."
"Old fool, you make it sound so good, why don't you take her as your concubine?" Zhao Chengfeng jeered.
"You little brat, me and her mother..." The voice on the phone suddenly erupted in wrath, swore a few times and then shut up.
Zhao Chengfeng knew well that his old man also loved a good show; the red flag was still standing at home, while colorful flags fluttered outside.
He took a deep drag of his cigarette, and finally asked, "Do I really have to marry her?"
"You must marry her!" The middle-aged man was quite certain. Then, his tone softened, persuasively saying, "Son, just listen to your dad, I won't harm you. As long as you agree, I'll give you whatever you want. Just look at you, your card is frozen, you only have around a hundred and eighty yuan on you, what can you do with that?"
At these words, Zhao Chengfeng got a bit agitated, "Old fool, what if I disagree?"
"If you disagree, your mother and I will jump into the river!"
And with that, he hung up the phone with a loud "clunk".
"Ugh!"
Weighing the creased-up bills in his pocket, Zhao Chengfeng felt a stabbing pain in his heart.
He was once rather wealthy, but his account was under the name of that old man who wouldn't die. In order to force him to marry a woman he had never met, this man used all methods of coercion and incentives, tricking him into coming to Beihai city, cutting off his return path, and forcing him to submit.
Zhao Chengfeng was not an ordinary man, and not one to marry easily.
...
July in Beihai city was unbearably hot. However, it was a season beloved by many men, as it was filled with short skirts and short shorts... the sidewalks crowded with countless beauties.
However, Zhao Chengfeng had no time to pay attention to these beautiful women. His most pressing matter was to find a place to live. Staying in a hotel was out of the question, as one hundred yuan wouldn't even cover a tip. After looking around on his phone for quite some time, he finally found a suitable place on Baidu. It was a steal at twenty yuan per day.
Mapping out his route, Zhao Chengfeng picked up his backpack and set off. Despite the sweltering weather, his stride was steady and strong, not a single drop of sweat on his darkened face.
The Qingchi District of Beihai city, a part of the old town, was filled with run-down houses from the 70s. However, Qingchi district always had a lively buzz, albeit a kind of lively buzz only found among the poor.
Following the address from "Sister Google", Zhao Chengfeng strolled around the Qingchi district few times. The lack of people on the streets demonstrated just how remote this place was. After searching for nearly half an hour, he finally found the small inn called "Hongfu".
"It’s a bit shabby, but it’s a place to stay after all," Zhao Chengfeng murmured to himself, briskly heading towards it.
However, as he turned the corner and approached the inn, he froze. Lined up outside was a row of luxury cars - BMWs, Mercedes, Audis in every variant, with a Porsche 911 at the head of the line.
What surprised Zhao Chengfeng the most was that every luxury car belonged to a beautiful woman.
Several attractive young women were clustered in front of the entrance of the Hongfu Inn. Upon closer inspection, each of them was dressed exactly the same, all fair-skinned and plump, dressed in leather skirts and small blazers, with their hair all slicked up into buns on their heads, giving them a very fierce and indifferent look.
"Miss Chen, I’ll say it one last time, our boss has taken a liking to you, please come with us."
The woman leading them, known as Ali, spoke in a voice that was icy cool, reminding one of a block of ice, filled with a tone of impatience.
Across from her, the young lady was called Chen Shuxian. She was wearing a pink short-sleeved blouse, her waist as slender as a willow, incredibly alluring. She was also wearing a black miniskirt, outlining a tempting set of perfect curves.
Chen Shuxian's face was also extraordinarily beautiful, her phoenix-like eyes, willow leaf eyebrows, exquisite nose and lips, coupled with a faint black mole on her chin, all made her surprisingly charming.
In particular, her face full of helplessness and suppression at this moment made people want to pity her immensely.
"I... I've already said it multiple times, I really don't know your boss, have you guys got the wrong person?"
Chen Shuxian felt a little scared, but she responded nevertheless. She had many suitors, but she had never seen such grand standing.
"I'm going to say this one last time, please come with us or force us to resort to rough methods." Ali had completely lost her patience. As soon as her words fell, a few women took a step forward, seemingly ready to take action.
Chen Shuxian was so scared her face turned white, "What... what are you going to do?"
With a wave of Ali's hand, "Take her..."
"Ali, stop."
At this point, a very sexy woman walked up from behind, dressed in a super short skirt and a flaming red coat, standing tall and stunning, her long wavy hair hanging loosely over her shoulders.
When the woman strode over, Ali and her others immediately parted their way, their heads bowed modestly, "Boss."
Chen Shuxian was stunned by the aura of the woman, feeling like she was encountering a strong and domineering queen from a TV show.
"My name is Ye Zhuqing."
The woman took off her sunglasses, revealing gorgeous eyes, her long and curved eyelashes adding to her vivacity, "I've set my sights on you, I want you to be my woman!"
Ye Zhuqing spoke plainly and directly, exuding an undeniable sense of dominance.
"What? Be... be your woman?" Chen Shuxian's mind had gone completely blank. Almost subconsciously, she said, "You... you're a lesbian. How... how can I be your woman?!"
Ye Zhuqing, visibly displeased, rolled her eyes and retorted, "What lesbian? This is called true love."
Chen Shuxian was stunned. It indeed would be true love for homosexuals, but for someone with a normal sexual orientation like her, that would at most be considered cute.
Ye Zhuqing suddenly changed her demeanor, examining Chen Shuxian closely, "Tsk, tsk, tsk, such a pretty face and a perfect body."
Then, Ye Zhuqing hooked Chen Shuxian's chin with her finger, her gaze lowering to her chest as she reached with her hand, "Aye, that's pretty good..."
"Shh!"
Chen Shuxian's face instantly turned red, "Miss, don't... don't... don't do this..."
She was genuinely scared. She had never encountered a female bully before. This was incredibly embarrassing.
"What a way to talk!" Ye Zhuqing glared, yet seemingly not wanting to scare Chen Shuxian off, quickly wrapped her arms around Chen's waist and whispered, "You're so beautiful, I want you to be my woman. Rest assured, I'll take great care of you. You can experience the same happiness that any other woman can."
"No... It's not possible." Chen Shuxian quickly shook her head. Her fear was still evident, but what was more, was helplessness.
How did she switch to this kind of thing? The beauty in front of her was undoubtedly attractive enough to seduce any man.
Yet... she was a woman herself.
Ye Zhuqing's brow furrowed, "What do you mean, 'not possible?' I just like beautiful women like you. Let's have it agreed like this, we'll sleep together tonight."
Finished speaking, she grabbed Chen Shuxian's arm and left.
"What? No, don't." Chen Shuxian's face changed dramatically, her eyes nearly filled with tears, "Really, I can't ... please spare me."
"No can do; it's too rare to come across such a beautiful woman. How can I miss the opportunity?" Ye Zhuqing didn't care about her pleas, grabbing Chen Shuxian and starting to drag her away.
However, she had quite some strength and Chen Shuxian couldn't resist.
"Halt!" At this moment, a robust masculine voice rang out.
A very young man, tall and broad, with healthy bronzed skin. However, his attire was extremely shabby; coarse cloth and linen clothes, the whole outfit not exceeding a hundred yuan.
Such a man was not a person Ye Zhuqing respects.
No!
In fact, Ye Zhuqing doesn't like men at all!
"Who are you?" Despite his dislike, Ye Zhuqing still asked.
Zhao Chengfeng stepped forward, pulling Chen Shuxian over. With a single movement, his big hand wrapped around her slender waist, stirring unparalleled emotions within him.
"You ..." Chen Shuxian, startled, trembled, and started to resist Zhao Chengfeng. But upon seeing his gentle gaze, she couldn't help but settle down.
"I'm her man," Zhao Chengfeng declared with a puffed chest.
