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"What's wrong?" she asked softly, her voice still carrying the distinctive "pelvic resonance" of an opera singer. "Did that boy bully our little Mary?"
The maid, Mary Rose, hurriedly shook her head, her cheeks slightly flushed: "N-no! It was just Master, people from the R District Office..."
She had intended to tell the woman that her voice just now sounded a lot like the voice of the female protagonist in some embarrassing "exciting" videos she had been secretly watching recently, when she was on the verge of death...
But he swallowed the words back and just pursed his lips.
Helena smiled and spoke gently:
"Just treat them normally, but be careful not to let them discover the secret of 'Golden Beach'."
"That little deity is getting way too much attention right now..."
After saying this, a fleeting, almost imperceptible sadness crossed her face, and her voice was barely audible:
"Immortality, prosperity, vitality, resurrection..."
"We'll see each other again soon, Mother..."
Mary Rose's face gradually became serious. She nodded solemnly, her eyes resolute.
"Yes! Mary Rose will definitely protect Lady Helena's wish—"
Bang!
The door to the luxury suite was suddenly kicked open, interrupting her.
The next instant, a tall and lithe figure leaned against the door frame—the woman exuded a wild and sexy aura, her taut muscles were clearly visible, and there was an arrogant and wicked air between her brows.
Her gaze swept across the room, and she grinned:
"Oh, Little Winter Melon is here too?"
After greeting her, she turned to Helena, her tone arrogant:
"Hey! French chick! I heard there's a Chun-Li... here on vacation?"
Mary Rose, who had just been so confident, had already shrunk behind Helena in a flash, her little hands tightly gripping the hem of her mistress's clothes, her body trembling slightly.
The little girl was terrified, but she couldn't suppress her curiosity. She peeked out half of her face, her big eyes timidly observing the uninvited guest, like a startled but unable to resist peeking.
The woman, exuding an evil aura, curled her lips into a smile upon seeing this. Suddenly, she formed her hands into claws, mimicking a monster, and let out an exaggerated roar:
"ha!!!"
"Whoa!" Mary Rose cried out in fright, hurriedly pulling her head completely behind Helena, almost bursting into tears.
Helena frowned, completely shielding the sobbing Mary Rose behind her ample hips and legs, and raised her chin, speaking with an air of domineering arrogance:
"Han Zhuli, have you finished your work?"
A woman with two unruly pigtails and bare, beautiful feet gave a disdainful snort, her delicate toes unconsciously rubbing against the polished floor.
"Those female 'operators' and female laborers sent by the Dragon Emperor of the Eastern Continent? I knocked out a few of the most troublesome ones, and the rest obediently got to work."
"So generous on our first collaboration, you've found a good sucker, fat lady~"
“I don’t care how you treat them,” Helena said coldly, “but our plans must never be exposed.”
As she spoke, Han Zhuli, dressed in purple, tilted her head and curled her purple lips into a smile, her knuckles clicking as she pressed her fingers together, a wild and fierce glint flashing in her eyes.
Her slender waist, which could sway freely, combined with her voluptuous figure with its prominent curves, made her look exceptionally alluring and seductive.
After the French woman in front of her finished her rambling, Han Zhuli raised her eyebrows disdainfully, her bare feet swinging gently, her toes glistening and pink:
"That's none of my business, but French chubby girl, I've been working for you for three or four months straight without a single day off. Shouldn't you give me a break?"
"I'm going to the beach for a vacation later!"
Helena was slightly taken aback: "Is it because of that Chun-Li?"
She simply couldn't understand—this female demon who took pleasure in violence would actually ask to leave the position where she could vent her violence at will?
Isn't this crazy woman using other people's screams to give herself a "vacation" every day?
"Hey! French fatso! Are you deaf?!" Han Zhuli was getting impatient. Her rough voice exploded like the roar of an enraged female beast, instantly reverberating throughout the suite.
Helena was not angry; instead, she solemnly announced:
"Han Zhuli, the new head of the security department of 'Golden Beach,' has received leave approval."
But before Han Zhuli could show any joy, Helena casually tossed her coat aside and changed her clothes in an instant!
Her voluptuous body was suddenly covered only by a traditional but simply made bikini. Her full curves seemed to break free from the thin constraints, and every inch of her skin seemed to be glowing.
“However,” her voice suddenly turned cold, her gaze sharp as a blade, “I will personally accompany you on your vacation. Everything you do must adhere to the rules of ‘Golden Beach’!”
"You cannot cross the line I forbid, not even a step."
Helena had anticipated Han Zhuli's outburst of rage and had even prepared a complete set of negotiation arguments—
Unexpectedly, the female demon merely chuckled and lazily tossed out a remark:
"Oh, I know, you nagging old woman!"
Then, Han Zhuli maliciously curled the corners of her lips and added in a sarcastic tone, as if in retaliation:
"With your nagging attitude, what kind of CEO are you? You might as well go home, bend over, find a man, have a bunch of kids, and spend your days naked following behind men and children's stinky asses—all you'll ever do is nag and complain!"
She and Chun-Li are destined rivals, fighting each other from Street Fighter IV to Street Fighter VI.
As long as I can find a chance to beat that old slut Chun-Li to a pulp, these current restrictions are nothing!
That old slut is probably wiggling her loose, sagging fat buttocks and her stinky, millstone-sized ass as she awkwardly rubs herself against the sand right now!
Moreover, if we don't fight now and stir up trouble, we probably won't have another chance later!
She could tell that this fat French woman in front of her was just like Chun-Li at heart!
On the surface, she pretends to be dignified, gentle, and noble, but in reality, she's a shameless slut who would rather kneel down and lick the feet of the man she likes!
French fat women are a bit better off than her; at least they have big breasts and perky butts, so they don't have to worry about finding men.
Chun-Li?
With those thick, strong legs that are even bigger than livestock, no one would dare to touch her even if she lay naked on the bed!
If any unlucky guy were to get entangled with her, he'd probably be crushed in the waist by her two elephant legs halfway through!
But... since I've run into this old slut in another world, I have to give her a good beating!
If I could pin her down and rub her against the ground in front of her apprentice or lover, that would be even more satisfying!!!
Ugh, just thinking about the days ahead—eating, sleeping, and beating up Chun-Li...
The mischievous Han Zhuli suddenly realized that this broken other world... actually seemed kind of interesting.
“Thank you for your blessing,” Helena said unmoved, even elegantly tucking a stray hair behind her ear, a calm smile playing on her lips. “After everything is over, I do intend to find a man I can entrust my life to and start a family.”
To deal with this kind of female demon whose mind is full of "vulgar and obscene" thoughts, we need to use some special methods.
She changed the subject, her gaze lightly sweeping over Han Zhuli's curvaceous figure: "By the way, do you have a swimsuit?"
Han Zhuli was stunned: "Huh? Why would I wear that thing!"
Helena's lips curled into a malicious smile, and she lowered her voice slightly:
"I have quite a few 'extra exciting' styles in my collection, want to try them out?"
"The beach is a woman's battlefield; what you wear... can determine whether you win or lose."
She leaned slightly forward, her voice sweet yet laced with thorns:
"You wouldn't... be too scared to wear it, would you?"
"Is she afraid that her figure can't compare to that old lady named Chun-Li?"
——The password is correct.
Han Zhuli, barefoot and exuding an evil aura, instantly bristled, her beautiful eyes widening and even her toes tensing:
"You don't dare to wear it?!"
"Take it out! I want to see just how exciting this is!"
……
At the entrance to "Golden Beach," the agency's team was undergoing a thorough and rigorous check by female security personnel.
Looking at the 3D zone goddesses around him, clad in black cloaks and acting mysteriously, young Li Pu couldn't help but smile helplessly.
Instead of calling it a "surprise," she insisted on waiting until they stepped onto the beach before letting him see the swimsuit with his own eyes—
The curves beneath the cloak rose and fell dramatically, and the swimsuit's design was mysterious, making him itchy, yet deliberately keeping him in suspense.
As for the unusual content he had glimpsed on the forum, he had informed the White Queen.
The foreign woman gently advised him not to overthink it and to enjoy his vacation.
Seeing how impatient and eager she and the other women were, Li Pu knew that no amount of persuasion would work.
Swimsuits, sunscreen, volleyballs, sand toys—all the preparations are complete. It seems the White Queen and Chun-Li have even chosen their "outdoor" spot in advance.
Well, anyway, with Marika and the Second Association backing them up, even if there's something fishy going on, they probably won't dare to mess with the firm.
Stay vigilant and act according to circumstances...
"Huh? Can't I wear high heels inside?"
"We bought it specifically today..."
The female staff member looked somewhat embarrassed.
"You might sprain your ankle, and it's easy to lose; we can't help you find it."
"It is written in the agreement that we will never be able to recover anything that was lost on Golden Beach."
Reluctantly, the goddesses in the 3D zone bent down and began to untie the straps of their high heels, and a series of coquettish complaints immediately filled the air.
The scene instantly turned into a "lunchbox" tasting event, much to the delight of the online community!
The White Queen is a platform stiletto heel, a standard combat boot in Europe and America—the heel is sharp as a blade, the forefoot is thick and high, and the lines are cold and glamorous.
Young Li Pu had tried more than once to separate and hold her calves and ankles with his hands when she wore these kinds of high heels.
The palm of my hand felt a solid sensation, almost like riding a heavy motorcycle. A sense of firmness, control, and conquest surged up instantly, and even the power took shape.
The only downside is that these shoes are as heavy as hiking boots, making each step feel heavy. Every time he lifts them, it feels like he's doing dumbbell exercises—a bonus workout...
However, this heavy-handed aloofness perfectly matches the commanding and unquestionable aura of the "foreign hot mom" White Queen.
Judge Li Pu's evaluation of this "lunchbox" was:
"It's too heavy to hold and eat."
Chunli unexpectedly chose a niche style – horseshoe heels.
These shoes eliminate heel support, relying solely on the forefoot for weight distribution. Wearing them requires walking on tiptoe at all times, hence their name, which resembles a horse's hoof.
From behind, her hips swayed as she walked, her taut thighs and raised heels forming a plump, struggling arc, making her look like a glossy, full-figured mare!
According to her blushing master, the shoes matched her swimsuit style perfectly because the shape resembled the "flowerpot soles" of the feudal era.
Regarding this "retro-style" lunchbox, young judge Li Pu, chin in hand, commented:
"The style is quite unique, and the plating must be quite exquisite."
Tifa chose a pair of thin-strapped high heels that were almost barefoot.
The delicate ribbons clung tightly to her pink insteps, wrapping all the way down to her calves, their lines incredibly elegant, perfectly outlining the curves of her ankles and calves.
This design is not only visually appealing, but also more convenient to hold separately – allowing for direct "tasting" without any obstacles.
Junior judge Li Pu commented on this "lunchbox":
"It looks really nice on, but as a lunchbox... I'm afraid it can only hold things like sashimi."
"It feels... not as good as... black stockings with noodles..."
While shopping, Miss Eve was playfully recommended the classic "Attack Speed Shoes" by Chun-Li and the White Queen, two "lovestruck" older women.
Sharp rivets adorned the black leather, and the high, sharp heels accentuated her slender feet, making her insteps appear as white as jade and her ankles as delicate as porcelain.
Delicious, visually appealing, and fun!
Eve blushed slightly, feeling a little uncomfortable wearing it for the first time, but couldn't help looking down at it a few more times—the rivets gleamed coldly, the leather clung tightly to her skin, and every step felt like being delicately bound, yet subtly aroused a certain impulse to break free.
Young judge Li Pu's eyes lit up, and he couldn't help but whistle: