"Fine, then use your mouth to serve me," Chen Fan commanded.

Liu Xueyin obediently knelt down and unbuckled his belt.

Her face flushed crimson with fear—this "engine" was way too massive.

Just as she was about to take him into her mouth—

Chen Fan suddenly scooped her up and crushed his lips against hers in a savage, tongue-invading kiss.

"Mmm... no...!" Liu Xueyin's body went limp from the kiss, collapsing weakly against him.

"You worthless slut, didn't you just say I wasn't even worthy to lick your feet? Now I'm sucking your tongue—do I measure up?" Chen Fan taunted as he kissed her, even forcing his spit into her mouth.

"Worth... you're worth it..." Liu Xueyin trembled as she nodded.

Chen Fan spat into her mouth again. "Swallow it."

She had no choice but to obey.

Her body quivered under the forceful kiss, her white blouse already damp. Still in her postpartum period, her husband hadn't touched her in ages—now, like dry kindling meeting a flame, she was utterly aflame.

Chen Fan couldn't hold back any longer. He ripped open her blouse, burying his face between her breasts.

He savored the taste of this lactating young wife.

The milk was fragrant, sweet, and intoxicating.

Her cup size? At least an E.

While feasting, he violently tore off her stockings, spreading her legs wide...

"Ahh... no...!" Liu Xueyin tried to resist, but it was too late.

Her body trembled violently.

Chen Fan pinned her down as the scene descended into utter debauchery...

Having given birth via C-section, her body remained incredibly tight—driving Chen Fan wild with pleasure.

"Weren't you supposed to be all high and mighty? Slut, if you want me to keep your secret, you'll have to promote me. Hear that?!" Chen Fan insulted and threatened her as he violated her.

Liu Xueyin moaned incessantly, nodding frantically in pleading. "Mmm... okay... I'll promote you... I'll give you everything... mmm... husband, be gentler..."

She was so humiliated she could barely speak, even calling Chen Fan "husband."

Chen Fan spent over an hour tormenting her.

Liu Xueyin was utterly devastated.

Suddenly, her phone rang—it was her husband.

Every morning at this time, he called to check on her postpartum recovery.

Liu Xueyin's face turned deathly pale as she dared not answer.

"Answer it," Chen Fan ordered, continuing to degrade Section Chief Liu.

She had no choice but to pick up.

"Honey, I ordered bird's nest and ginseng porridge for you. Drink it before the meeting. You're breastfeeding, so you need the nutrition," her husband Jin Ke said gently.

Liu Xueyin could only cover her mouth and mumble, "Mmm... okay, I know... mmm... thank you, husband..."

Her husband sounded suspicious. "Honey, why are you breathing so heavily?"

Clutching the phone, Liu Xueyin shuddered. "Mmm... I'm fine... just climbing stairs... a little out of breath... mmm!"

Chen Fan suddenly thrust hard, making Liu Xueyin gasp involuntarily. She quickly covered her mouth.

On the other end, Jin Ke asked anxiously, "Honey, what's wrong?!"

"N-nothing... I just twisted my ankle..." she lied, trembling.

After a few more concerned words, she hurriedly hung up.

Chen Fan pulled her into another frenzied session.

"Stop... save some for my son... I have to feed him tonight..." Liu Xueyin begged, trembling.

This was milk meant for her newborn baby—now being stolen by this pervert. The taboo thrill made her feel like she was losing her mind.

Another half hour later, Chen Fan finally collapsed onto her stomach, panting heavily.

Only then did he rise, leaving her completely spent.

No protection—full "victory."

Liu Xueyin slumped over the desk, her body still quivering.

She couldn't believe Chen Fan... was this much stronger than her husband?

After dressing, her face remained flushed with shame.

She asked her husband to transfer money via WeChat, claiming she needed to buy supplements—but used it to buy emergency contraception instead.

Then she called HR and promoted Chen Fan from contract worker to fleet captain—a full civil servant position.

"Just a fleet captain? At least make me deputy section chief!" Chen Fan coldly threatened.

Liu Xueyin explained, "I'm only a section chief myself. Only Director Li has the authority to promote you."

The "Director Li" she mentioned was none other than the beautiful finance bureau chief with whom she'd been having a lesbian affair—Li Shanlan.

Chen Fan sneered, "Then get me in touch with Li Shanlan. I'll speak to her myself."

Now holding the video evidence, he wasn't settling for just a fleet captain position. He planned to leverage the footage for far greater power.

Liu Xueyin pleaded, "Director Li is at a provincial meeting and won't be back for days. Once she returns, I'll arrange it... okay?"

Only then did Chen Fan nod.

Under his threats, Liu Xueyin handed over all the evidence against her cousin to the disciplinary committee.

Just then, the housing department called, urging her to hurry to a meeting.

Realizing the time, Liu Xueyin slipped on her heels and rushed out.

"Wait, I'll drive you," Chen Fan said, noticing her limping gait.

Her legs were still weak from the ordeal, every step painful.

As they left the finance bureau and got into the car, Chen Fan's gaze fell on her snow-white thighs—his desire flaring anew.

"Bend over, give me another foot massage."

Seeing his tented pants, Liu Xueyin's face burned. "Are you a dog in heat? Can't you ever get enough?"

But under his threatening stare, she obediently got on her knees, unzipped his fly... and lowered her head.

As Chen Fan enjoyed the oral service of this married woman, he stepped on the gas, driving toward the housing department...