Never Part Again

The next morning, sunlight streamed through the small window like countless golden arrows.

Natasha struggled to open her eyes. Her throat was dry, so she casually grabbed a glass of beer and gulped down two mouthfuls to clear her head. What met her eyes was a complete mess. Four people lay tangled together, not a stitch of clothing on them. One of Yang Xuan's hands was fondling Zhang Mengmeng's ample breasts, while the other was still on himself. There were also faint spots of blood on the sofa.

Natasha was instantly stunned. Tears slowly rolled down her lovely face. Unfortunately, Yang Xuan was sleeping so soundly that he did not feel a thing.

At that moment, Zhang Mengmeng and Xu Qing also woke up after hearing the whimpering. Seeing Natasha with tears streaming down her face, they were at a loss as well.

Xu Qing tried to stand up and apologize to Natasha, as well as explain what had happened. However, having just lost her virginity and having been completely unrestrained the previous day, she was in so much pain that she immediately fell to the floor.

Although Natasha was heartbroken and depressed, the three of them were as close as sisters. Without thinking, she ran over to help Xu Qing up.

Frightened and worried, Xu Qing felt deeply aggrieved. She hugged Natasha and sobbed softly. "Natasha, I'm sorry. I'm sorry. I really didn't mean to. I drank so much yesterday that I blacked out."

Natasha did not know what to say either. She hugged Xu Qing, hoping they could comfort each other. After a while, the two of them walked over and hugged Zhang Mengmeng, whose eyes had already reddened.

Natasha looked at Xu Qing and Zhang Mengmeng. "What are you planning to do?"

"Natasha, I didn't mean to, but I just kept drinking yesterday until I didn't know anything anymore. I'm sorry." Zhang Mengmeng was completely flustered and incoherent.

Natasha thought for a moment before asking, "Are you two still in pain?"

Only then did Xu Qing and Zhang Mengmeng realize it. A searing pain in their lower bodies reminded them of their wild behavior the day before.

Zhang Mengmeng rubbed her unbearably painful lower body and asked with a flushed face, "Natasha, is Yang Xuan always this fierce? Can you handle him? I feel like my whole body has fallen apart."

"This isn't a solution either. How about we let Yang Xuan sleep here for now? He's snoring so peacefully. We can go to the guest room next door and discuss what to do from now on," Xu Qing suggested.

Wrapped in a blanket, Natasha walked out of the room. When she saw the sleeping attendants outside the door, she jumped.

"Ahem." Natasha cleared her throat twice.

The two attendants instantly woke up. Bleary-eyed, they asked, "Hello. Is there anything you need?"

Natasha forced herself to remain calm. "I don't care what you saw or heard yesterday. In short, nothing you saw or heard in the villa can be repeated outside. This is your pay for working hard all night. You can leave now." Natasha transferred 2,000 yuan to each of them by phone. The two attendants left with delighted expressions. Anyone could tell that the money was hush money.

Natasha carried Xu Qing and Zhang Mengmeng to the guest room next door, one after the other.

Three pairs of eyes looked at one another. Zhang Mengmeng was the first to break under the oppressive silence. "From the time we met and studied together until we graduated with our master's degrees, then lived together and started a business, we've known each other for almost ten years. Natasha, what's happened has happened. Tell us what we should do. I hope we won't break up as sisters. I only have the two of you." As she spoke, Zhang Mengmeng's tears began to fall again.

Xu Qing could not bear to watch any longer. She immediately pulled Zhang Mengmeng into her arms, and Zhang Mengmeng began crying even harder.

Xu Qing and Zhang Mengmeng had both grown up in boarding schools. Their parents had been busy with work and had paid little attention to their lives, only ensuring that their material needs were met. While studying abroad in Russia, the three girls, who had gone through similar experiences, gradually came to feel that they were an indispensable source of support for one another.

After grieving, Natasha seemed to regain some of her usual carefree personality. "I have a proposal. If you're willing, that's fine too. The four of us can live together."

"Natasha, have you gone crazy? Something like this is impossible in Hua country. Sure, many rich men keep mistresses—one, two, or even more—but they do it in secret. How could the legal wife live under the same roof with them?" Xu Qing was dumbfounded. Zhang Mengmeng also nodded in disbelief.

"Do you know the male-to-female ratio in Hua country? Men make up around 52 percent, while women account for around 48 percent. But do you know the ratio in Russia? It's frightening—men make up only 45 percent, while women account for 55 percent. Terrifying, right? That's why Russia is monogamous in name, but many people still live in polygamous arrangements, and the government doesn't interfere. If it did, the population would keep declining every year. Besides, if we live together, we'll never have to part." Natasha walked over and hugged her two best friends.

"Actually, you don't have to feel guilty. To be honest, I can't handle him alone either. He's too fierce." Natasha shrugged.

Blushing, Zhang Mengmeng looked at Xu Qing. "What do you think? I do like Yang Xuan a little. He's humorous, interesting, and responsible. Most importantly, we won't have to separate from one another."

"You've both decided, so let's do it." The usually aloof Xu Qing rarely showed such an embarrassed expression.

"Natasha, where are you? My head is killing me. Do we have any water? Could you pour me a glass? I'm never drinking again." Yang Xuan covered his head and groaned in misery.

The Inner Force circulated through his body, instantly dispersing the alcohol. Then he used the power of his qi and blood to shake it off. In the blink of an eye, he had recovered by ninety percent. His head still hurt badly, though.

"Coming, coming! Wait a moment." Natasha called back loudly.

"You two aren't allowed to put your clothes on. We can't let Yang Xuan get off that easily. We have to scare him properly." Natasha addressed Xu Qing and Zhang Mengmeng.

"What are you trying to do? Don't do anything reckless," Zhang Mengmeng said nervously. Before she could finish, Natasha had already run out.

Natasha poured Yang Xuan a glass of water. He drank it in one go and said, "What's wrong? Why the long face? I'm never drinking again. I feel awful. Whew, I'm finally alive again."

"What did you do yesterday?" Natasha asked stiffly.

Yang Xuan froze. "What are you talking about? I don't remember anything." His face was blank with confusion.

"Come with me." Natasha grabbed Yang Xuan and pulled him away without giving him a chance to refuse.

"Natasha, wait—ouch, my pants!" Yang Xuan was dragged outside by Natasha without even putting on his trousers.

The two of them stumbled into the room next door.

"Oh, I didn't see anything." The moment Yang Xuan saw the two women on the bed, he covered his eyes with one hand and his private parts with the other. "Natasha, what's going on?"

Natasha slapped his hand away. Yang Xuan stared blankly at the two women on the bed. "Natasha, what does this mean?"

"You have the nerve to ask? You did this to Xu Qing and Zhang Mengmeng yesterday. Look at them—they're covered in bruises, and they're all hickeys. It was their first time, yet you kept going for so long that they can't even get out of bed today."