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Chapter 160 - 144 The Lament of the Bereaved

Chapter 160: Chapter 144 The Lament of the Bereaved

"What’s wrong?"

Jiang Xiao’s curiosity was thoroughly piqued.

As unspeakable as it was, these twisted little tales were indeed more thrilling and addictive than The Arabian Nights.

Mr. Li sighed, seeming to age a decade in an instant.

"Having watched them for days through surveillance, I realized how utterly boring they were. They’re all devils—why not unleash the desires buried deep within them? So I..."

felt that these guests couldn’t satisfy his kinky cravings.

Thus, Mr. Li decided to give them a nudge.

Of course, since his daughter was home, Mr. Li didn’t plan to go too far.

So, he deliberately plied the stolid Old Mu with alcohol at a group dinner...

Old Mu, although damned, seemed quite amiable on the surface.

Simple and honest, he was really bad at saying no.

Mr. Li easily got him completely drunk.

When Old Mu was drunk, Mr. Li offered to walk him back to his room to rest.

But he led Old Mu to the room of Jin Siyanjing Nan, A Zhi, instead.

Afraid that things might fail,

he lit the aromatherapy that had been soaked overnight in "estradiol benzoate solution" used for sows.

...

Jiang Xiao glanced oddly at Mr. Li.

Unmentionable as it was, his methods were, cough, definitely a bit perverse—

Mr. Li’s actions, though perverse, seemed more "sophisticated" and maliciously amusing than outright perversion.

A Zhi also drank a lot at the dinner.

And the room’s fragrance played its part too.

As for Old Mu...

Though older, as a bona fide farmer, he had dark, robust muscles.

Under the influence of the aromatherapy, everything just fell into place so naturally...

A hot-blooded young man who couldn’t hold back chose to make do...

A simple, straightforward old man who didn’t know how to reject others just went with it...

"Although both felt something was off after the fact, what was done was done, and they didn’t want to delve into it."

This was the story of Old Mu and A Zhi.

"That’s it? Kind of childish, right?"

What others thought, Jiang Xiao didn’t know.

As a normal person, Jiang Xiao thought the story was at most somewhat interesting.

It definitely didn’t reach the level of perversity he had imagined.

"Of course not, it feels boring, right? I thought so too, so once after a meal, I purposely left the villa’s room keys in the lobby."

Mr. Li knew clearly.

Such things that could peek into others’ secrets would certainly tempt certain perverts...

First and foremost was that perverted, cowardly old Erotic Wang.

Mr. Li could see through the surveillance.

Ordinarily keen on figuring out how to secretly take pictures, Erotic Wang was exceptionally restless today.

He couldn’t concentrate at all.

His mind was completely occupied by the keys that had fallen on the couch.

To avoid making others think he had intentionally left the keys on the couch,

Mr. Li placed the keys deeper into a crevice in the couch.

After dinner, instead of heading to the bathroom, Erotic Wang just sat rigidly on the couch, blocking the keys.

Normally, this would be the peak time for his crazed underwear theft...

He didn’t dare take the keys right away, so if Mr. Li noticed the keys were missing and came looking, he could still find them.

If he took the keys now and got caught, he would be doomed.

Finally, after everyone including the last holdout, A Zhi, had left, Erotic Wang excitedly took the keys back to his room.

Of course, that still wasn’t enough—

Erotic Wang, timid as a mouse and a third-rate fellow, would probably not dare to act even with the keys.

So,

Mr. Li organized another summer camp—

Sure enough, Erotic Wang, that dead pervert, came up with a bunch of excuses not to go.

Plus, no one liked the grimy old man, so everyone was more than happy for him to stay home.

After Mr. Li led everyone away, he soon found an excuse to drive back home.

Then he quietly returned to his surveillance room using a spare key from the back door.

...

At that moment, Erotic Wang was lying on Yao Han’s bed in her room, frantically venting.

Now, he felt like he was dreaming—or rather, like a thief.

Yao Han’s frequently worn cheongsams and Hanfu were all clutched in his arms as he deeply inhaled their scent.

Besides that, lipstick, embroidered shoes, little boots, cotton socks, and silk stockings were all targets of Old Wang’s theft.

As for the other stuff, it goes without saying...

He especially liked Yao Han’s worn but unwashed intimate clothing, which excited him tremendously!

While venting, he also looked at the sexy photos secretly taken from Yao Han.

...

Mr. Li was enjoying all of this in the surveillance room while sipping his coffee.

He once thought this old guy would die rushing into Yao Han’s room.

No kidding, he really felt like Old Wang could have his brains flushed out if he kept going at it.

Unexpectedly, whether Old Wang was too pent-up or Yao Han’s allure was too great,

He ejaculated so fiercely—how could he still stand up straight afterward?

And he didn’t wash Yao Han’s clothes.

It was summer vacation, and the weather was scorching hot.

If washed now, they could be dried in less than two hours.

It was entirely possible to browse without leaving traces.

Before leaving, he also set his eyes on Yao Han’s cute pink cartoon teacup...

And what excited Old Wang the most was that Yao Han didn’t notice any of this afterward!

It immensely satisfied Old Wang’s perverted thief mentality!

After stealing Yao Han’s pink babydoll.

Old Wang immediately dashed toward Li Xiaoyun’s room.

Yao Han liked classical decorations,

while Li Xiaoyun was the embodiment of youthful vitality!

All sorts of spicy and lively shorts stimulated Old Wang beyond control.

Top student.

School beauty.

Daughter of a rich man.

All these labels combined made Li Xiaoyun an existence out of reach for ordinary people.

A dirty old man like Old Wang wouldn’t even dare to dream big like this!

Unlike Yao Han,

the clothes in Li Xiaoyun’s room were modern decorations.

Things go unsaid; Old Wang found jeans too uncomfortable.

Sports clothing smelled nice but always lacked something.

Only some tight sports crop tops caught Old Wang’s eye.

Of course,

what he was most obsessed with were Li Xiaoyun’s various socks.

Ankle socks, long socks, as well as tube socks and knee-high socks.

Adding to that, Li Xiaoyun herself lived in a villa.

So, her room had some of her selfies, including some sexy photo albums...

"Are you even spying in your own daughter’s room?!"

Jiang Xiao couldn’t help but interrupt Mr. Li, feeling disgusted.

Mr. Li shook his head, denying it on the spot.

"No, I’ve never, I’ve never laid eyes on Xiao Yun’s room, not once, from childhood, not even for a glance, if it weren’t for Old Wang going in, I would never look until I die, hey, let me explain this slowly..."

Jiang Xiao sighed with relief, that was better; otherwise, he wouldn’t mind having a go at Mr. Li.

Mr. Li mentioned that Old Wang continued to fiercely vent in Li Xiaoyun’s room.

And after finishing, he again didn’t wash them, merely wiping off the surface traces.

After doing all this, Old Wang went to He Menghan’s room.

The various stockings and sexy underwear there plunged him into another round of indulgence.

...

"It doesn’t seem very perverted, I guess normal people can accept it?"

After hearing everything, Jiang Xiao felt the story was somewhat off, just a bit perverted.

What he couldn’t accept most was that Mr. Li could tolerate an old man messing around in his own daughter’s room.

Mr. Li gave Jiang Xiao a strange look.

"You’re not judging this story by your own standards, are you?"

"And why not? What’s the problem?"

Mr. Li didn’t want to bother with him; this guy was projecting his own perverted thoughts onto normal people.

"It’s fine, these are just the causes, what really caused all these tragedies was..."

That should have been the end of it.

Just as Jiang Xiao said, Old Wang’s performance was a huge disappointment to the old man.

Indeed, mediocrity forever remains mediocre.

Just daring to secretly masturbate.

But Mr. Li didn’t anticipate.

This mediocre guy ultimately became the catalyst that drove Xiao Yun to her death.