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Chapter 384 Chen Yulan defeated!

She nodded, her expression hardening into a mask of composure. "You would never force me for such favors again?"

He shook his head firmly. "Never."

Chen Yulan\'s voice wavered slightly. "Never even mention it?"

"Never," Zhang Wei reiterated.

Each denial from him felt like a tiny, sharp prick to her heart. She stammered, struggling with her emotions, "Y-You won\'t try to come too close or say those ambiguous—"

But Zhang Wei stopped her mid-sentence, placing his hand gently over her face, his smile softening. "Yulan, didn\'t you hear me? Let me repeat, I don\'t c—"

She gently pushed his hand away, her voice barely above a whisper. "No, I understand..."

He nodded, seemingly satisfied. "Good, then."

Yet Chen Yulan wasn\'t finished. "I need you to take an oath."

She hesitated, about to retract her request. "You don\'t ne—"

But Zhang Wei, anticipating her words, cut her off solemnly. "I swear..."

Chen Yulan was momentarily frozen, watching him take the oath with such casual grace. She was left speechless, unsure how to respond, while Zhang Wei simply sat there, his smile unwavering, as he began to unbuckle his seatbelt.

Sigh...

A soft sigh of resignation filled the car, echoing its somber mood. Chen Yulan\'s movements were hesitant as she unbuckled her seatbelt and slowly leaned towards Zhang Wei, more precisely towards his legs.

System, seemingly concerned, remarked. [You really managed to trick her in the end, but she wouldn\'t really like it if you break the oath later.]

Zhang Wei\'s response was a casual shrug, his thoughts laid bare. \'A man needs what he needs...\'

His mind wandered, justifying his actions. If he backed down after such a prolonged standoff, would it not embolden Chen Yulan in the future?

Wouldn\'t this woman become overly arrogant in the future?

She could maintain her ego, dignity, and grace in the presence of others, but it irked Zhang Wei when they displayed these qualities before him.

In his eyes, they were first and foremost his women, and they had better remember that, or the transition from women to slaves would become an uncomfortably short journey.

From the very beginning, Zhang Wei had never mistreated any of them in public, never subjecting them to humiliation, beatings, or harsh words in front of prying eyes. In the public eye, he granted them the privilege of preserving their image, self-respect, and dignity.

However, behind closed doors, they had to learn to maintain appearances.

One\'s ashes had already found their resting place in the Yellow East River. Despite his belief that he could have handled the situation differently in the past, Zhang Wei harbored no hesitation about repeating history.

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Chen Yulan\'s determination frayed as she hunched over in her seat, facing to the right, her face tightly wedged between the steering wheel and his legs.

Although the unspeakable acts she was about to engage in were inherently wrong, circumstances had tragically cornered her into this unthinkable situation.

Now, confined within the confines of the car, she could only swallow her mounting anxiety and frantically contemplate her next move.

Zhang Wei\'s gaze darkened as he peered downward, a sinister smile tugging at his lips. His eyes lingered on the back of Chen Yulan\'s head, her lustrous hair cascading like a waterfall. Sensing her hesitation, he unleashed a sudden push, jolting her and causing her to gasp in surprise.

With a swift motion, he unfastened the hook and slithered his pants down, exposing his sinister intentions.

!!

*Gasp!*

Chen Yulan gasped, her breath turning cold as she was taken aback, a flicker of fear dancing in her eyes, all the while her gaze fixated on his majestic dragon, peacefully asleep.

In that moment, an involuntary hesitation briefly clouded her vision, before her body jolted forward from a gentle nudge behind.

"Come on, we\'re going to be late for dinner," Zhang Wei\'s urgent voice pierced her ears, resulting in a resigned sigh escaping from Chen Yulan\'s lips.

Her fingers, delicate and trembling, cautiously reached towards his prized possession, determined to ignite life within it once more.

!!

The moment her delicate fingers wrapped around his throbbing member, her heart pounded wildly in her chest. Her body betrayed her, resonating with a mixture of excitement and nervousness. The pulsating warmth emanating from his dragon made her reconsider her decision, but it was too late to turn back now.

Lost in the throes of passion, she found herself frozen in place for what felt like an eternity. Finally, summoning her courage, she whispered his name, "Wei..."

Zhang Wei, engrossed in the pages of the latest novel, barely registered her voice. It wasn\'t until Chen Yulan called out to him again, desperation lacing her tone, "Wei...?"

"Hm?" Startled, Zhang Wei looked up, his gaze falling upon her pitiful expression. It was then that he noticed her delicate hands firmly holding his member. Confusion and surprise danced across his face as he struggled to comprehend the situation before him.

Zhang Wei mustered a response, his voice tinged with uncertainty, "What?"

Chen Yulan, her lips quivering, bit down on them as she gathered her courage to voice her question, "H-How do I make it stand?"

"..."

Zhang Wei\'s speechless, unsure of how to respond.

He felt a surge of amusement wash over him, his lips twitching with the effort to stifle his laughter, but it soon betrayed him. "Haha..." His laughter erupted, filling the air with its mocking tone.

The sound struck Chen Yulan like a dagger to her heart. She flinched as Zhang Wei\'s hand made contact with her head, shocking her with its unexpected pat.

"Ah, d-don\'t laugh..." Her voice quivered with a mix of desperation and helplessness an almost silent plea for understanding.

"Haha..." But instead of ceasing his laughter, Zhang Wei only laughed harder, his unrestrained laugh crushing what little remained of Chen Yulan\'s self-esteem.

Her eyes welled up with tears, her whole being overwhelmed by the weight of the day\'s relentless bullying.

Summoning the last shreds of her diminishing courage, she reached out and caught his manhood, her touch tentative yet determined.

Slowly, she began to guide her hand up and down, her tears cascading down her cheeks, mingling with the torment in her mind.