Top Soldier Pursued by a Beauty

Wang Yan was quite beautiful. With her knack for dressing up and a sexy, curvaceous figure, she was undeniably a stunner.

She bit her red lips, her delicate, oval face filled with anger. "Zhao Dong, did you get me fired?"

Zhao Dong glanced at her and replied indifferently, "Yes. What about it?"

Wang Yan immediately exploded. "Are you insane? What did I ever do to you? Why did you have to mess with me? Fine, I know you're a big shot now, that you even know the leadership at my company. But I have no grudge against you, so what is this all about?"

Zhao Dong sneered. "No grudge? Search your conscience and think about what you've done! While I was away in the military, didn't you and your mother constantly bully my parents? Not to mention the nasty things your mother said today. I have just two words for you: you deserved it!"

Wang Yan flushed with shame and anger. "Yes, my mom went a bit too far, and she did some things that were wrong. But I didn't do anything! My mom might have her issues, and maybe she bullied your parents, but I didn't! Are you sick, blaming me for everything?"

Zhao Dong shrugged. "Don't give me that. I don't want to hear your excuses. Go home and ask your mother if you want to know the truth. Goodbye, I won't be seeing you out."

"Zhao Dong, you bastard! You really want to make things ugly between us, don't you?" Angered, Wang Yan's ample bosom heaved.

Zhao Dong shot her a look and said nonchalantly, "So what if I do? Anyone who bullies my parents will pay."

"You—"

Wang Yan bit her lip hard, her tone suddenly shifting to a pleading one. "Zhao Dong, please, I'm begging you. I really need this job..."

Zhao Dong let out a cold laugh. "Fine. Don't beg me. Go beg my parents. Bring your mother with you tomorrow and have her sincerely apologize to my mom and dad in front of all the neighbors. If they say they forgive you, then the matter is settled."

Wang Yan bit her lip again, a helpless look on her pretty face. "Zhao Dong, do you have to be like this? We were good friends as kids, weren't we? Do you really have to push me this far?"

"You and your mother pushed my parents around plenty," Zhao Dong said lightly.

"I..."

Wang Yan bit her lip, stumped. Then she suddenly said, "Look... it's not convenient to talk about some things out here. There are too many prying ears. Can we talk in your room?"

Zhao Dong shook his head. "There's nothing more to say. That's it."

Seeing that Zhao Dong was unmoved, Wang Yan suddenly stomped her high heels and marched right into the house, making a beeline for his room. Stunned, Zhao Dong hurried after her.

Inside the room, Wang Yan plopped down on the bed with her arms crossed, fuming, "Zhao Dong, you owe me an explanation for this. I'm not leaving until I get one."

Zhao Dong frowned. "Are you going to act like a hoodlum?"

"I'm not being a hoodlum! Not unless you get my job back..." Wang Yan pursed her lips, her eyes scanning the room before she let out a sudden snicker. "I remember your room looked just like this when we were kids. It hasn't changed a bit in all these years. How about this? I'll give you fifty thousand yuan to renovate your room, and you let me go back to work at the company. What do you say?"

"So now you know how to bribe people," Zhao Dong said. "It's useless. I told you, if you want your job back, have your mother come and apologize in public tomorrow. Oh, right. She also has to walk three laps around the alley holding a banner. Then we'll call it even."

"Zhao Dong, you're going too far!" Wang Yan shot him a hateful glare, her beautiful face contorted with rage.

Zhao Dong clicked his tongue and sat down nearby, smiling. "Who told your mom to love bullying people so much? See, I'm not the type to make things difficult for others. But if someone messes with my family, I definitely won't let them off the hook."

Wang Yan's expression turned ugly. She glared at Zhao Dong, her face flushing crimson with anger.

Suddenly, her tone shifted. Her eyes began to smolder with a seductive allure. "I've thought of a solution. I think you'll accept this one."

"What solution?"

Wang Yan bit her lip, then suddenly stood and walked straight toward him.

Sitting on the small sofa, Zhao Dong watched her approach, confused. "What are you doing?"

Before he could react, Wang Yan plopped right down onto his lap.

An incredibly soft sensation washed over him. She was wearing a tight, hip-hugging skirt, and from this angle, Zhao Dong had a crystal-clear view of what was underneath.

It's black...

Wang Yan was already a beauty with an outstanding figure. Her legs were long, slim, and so pale they seemed to glow like fine white jade. Zhao Dong's throat went dry. The next second, with a captivating smile, Wang Yan took his hand, placed it on her snow-white thigh, and leaned in slightly.

Instantly, a magnificent, surging wave of cleavage filled his vision. From this angle, he saw everything.

Wang Yan's face drew near, her warm breath caressing his cheek as a sweet fragrance filled his nostrils. She pressed her tempting lips close to his ear and whispered, her voice barely a breath, "Zhao Dong, do you want it?"

A jolt shot through Zhao Dong. He took a deep breath and said coldly, "Get off. Don't play these games with me."

With a coquettish laugh, Wang Yan extended her moist, red tongue and gently touched his earlobe. The sensation was cool, almost chilling.

Zhao Dong sucked in a sharp breath, feeling as if a bolt of electricity had just shot through his entire body. He was a man, a perfectly normal man. It was late at night, they were alone, and the situation was dangerously intimate. Suddenly, Zhao Dong felt an undeniable physical response.

Looking at her sultry face, Zhao Dong silently clicked his tongue. How did she become so damn provocative after just a few years?

Wang Yan's delicate hand rested on his shoulder, tracing small circles as she breathed softly in his ear, her voice a seductive whisper. "I know you want me... How about this? I'll let you sleep with me once, and we'll call this whole thing even. Deal?"

Zhao Dong frowned. "You've gone too far, Wang Yan. Get off, now."

"I won't," she said playfully. "And you'd better not push me. If you do, I'll scream and tell everyone you tried to rape me."

"Why are you still playing these games? Is this fun for you?" Zhao Dong asked, exasperated.

"Of course it's fun. And I'm willing to give myself to you. You're handsome and have a good body, after all. But you have to get me back into the company."

Zhao Dong shook his head. "Impossible. You'd better get off on your own. I'm a gentleman."

A flicker of amusement danced in Wang Yan's eyes. "You? A gentleman? Alright then. I'll just have to see how much of a gentleman you really are tonight."

Saying this, she lowered her head to his neck, breathing lightly and brushing her lips against his skin. Her cool tongue darted out again.

Zhao Dong's body went rigid, the blood rushing to his head. Meanwhile, Wang Yan's delicate hand slid down and came to rest on his belt buckle.

Zhao Dong's brow furrowed fiercely. This is bad. If she keeps this up, I might actually commit a crime.

He shoved her away and scrambled to his feet.

Wang Yan tumbled to the floor, her long, snowy legs on full display as she looked up at him with a resentful gaze. "You're so heartless."

"Don't play these games with me, I..."

Before he could finish his sentence, Wang Yan, still on the floor, scrambled to her knees. In one swift, deft motion, she unbuckled his belt and yanked down his pants.

Zhao Dong froze, utterly stunned.