38 years old pretty woman Xie Jingling fell victim of her blog writing hobby, where she posted in detail, without details of specific encounters though, her sexual relationships with other males. In one incident, she was the only female director on a five person board, and with each of the four male directors aged 28 to 58 on the board, she had a romantic history.
People expect, and understand, pretty women have privileges. Ordinary people have only rare opportunities to appreciate beauties from a distance, but Jingling's blog gives them a chance to peek and wow. Curious readers also learned about her sexual life with her husband, which was 'always the best' as she noted one morning. She wrote about 'trivial stuff', such as taking classes, work, family, Mom, and her 3 years old baby. She wrote about her disappointment of her meeting with her college sweetheart in Canada, and pregnancy of her husband's ex-girlfriend. She wrote about her lovers, her lovers' lovers. Her stories scatter around places in China, Canada and the US, in cars, parks, hotels. At the same time, she is a young, nonetheless senior official overseeing a industrial park of national significance.
It's just fascinating to learn what a colorful life a (Chinese) pretty woman enjoys. I would certainly vote for her if whoever next 'core' picked her up as his running-mate.
Pretty woman walkin down the street
Pretty woman, the kind I like to meet
Pretty woman, I dont believe you
Youre not the truth
No one could look as good as you
Pretty woman, wont you pardon me
Pretty woman, I couldnt help but see
Pretty woman, and you look lovely as can be
Are you lonely just like me
Pretty woman, stop a while
Pretty woman, talk a while
Pretty woman, give your smile to me
Pretty woman, yeah, yeah, yeah
Pretty woman, look my way
Pretty woman, say youll stay with me
Cause I need you
Ill treat you right
Come with me baby
Be mine tonight
Pretty woman, dont walk on by
Pretty woman, dont make me cry
Pretty woman, dont walk away
If thats the way it must be, ok
I guess Ill go on home, its late
Therell be tomorrow night
But wait, what do I see?
Is she walking back to me?
Yeah, shes walking back to me