Chapter 57

Du Ruoxia narrowed her eyes, but she wasn't annoyed. She continued to pay the bill, even though the others hadn't finished eating. She thought her mood would improve soon.

After eating their fill, Du Ruoxia followed the others to a large castle courtyard.

The place looked luxuriously decorated, and the security at the entrance was very strict.

Zhou Mengrou was already waiting for her at the door, staring fiercely at her as she came in.

"You country bumpkin, you dare to compete with me? I'll kill you today!" Zhou Mengrou said, walking towards him with a whip in her hand.

Du Ruoxia ignored her and looked at the man sitting in the main seat, and the woman who looked somewhat like Zhou Mengrou.

"I wonder what Mr. Zhou invited me here for?" Du Ruoxia asked calmly.

"Hmph, you vixen dares to cause trouble in front of my mother! I'll beat you to death today!" Zhou Mengrou said, raising her whip.

"Mengrou, don't be arrogant. How did your father teach you?" The man in the main seat spoke, his tone leaving no room for argument.

"Dad, she bullied me!" Zhou Mengrou said to the man in a coquettish tone.

"Wait a minute, Dad needs to talk to this comrade about something," the man coaxed Zhou Mengrou.

Zhou Mengrou met the gaze of the woman sitting in the main seat, then glared fiercely at Du Ruoxia.

"Come with me," the man said in a commanding tone.

Du Ruoxia twitched the corners of her mouth, and without arguing, she followed the man upstairs.

"Mom, why didn't you stop her? That vixen was trying to seduce Dad!" Zhou Mengrou angrily sat down next to the woman.

"You think I could stop her? Blame it on the people you sent, who insisted she was beautiful."

“I gave you a wink that day, but you didn’t take it and insisted that she was a vixen.”

"Every time you see someone prettier than you, you call them a vixen. Doesn't that pique your father's interest?"

Women are often incredibly disappointed in their daughters, unable to criticize or punish them, especially since they are all brawn and no brains.

"You just wait and see. Your father knows what he's doing. He'll only have a taste at most. He's not coming into our house!" the woman said menacingly, looking up at the house.

Zhou Mengrou glared fiercely at the stairs, puffing out her cheeks and waiting angrily.

The group that brought Du Ruoxia looked at the stairs with envy, their faces showing a look of longing.

"Madam, San'er says he wants to play with that woman." The man bowed respectfully before the woman.

"Okay, I understand. You'll get plenty to play with," the woman said haughtily, looking at the cup in front of her.

“Yes, I want to watch you guys play, the more the better!” Zhou Mengrou suddenly added excitedly.

The woman glanced at Zhou Mengrou who was speaking and then looked away. She didn't stop her, but the lackey's eyes lit up with excitement.

He stared eagerly at the stairs, impatient to see the message from upstairs end.

Feeling a little guilty in front of the woman, the lackey stole a glance at her, only to be met with her fierce gaze, which made him fall silent in fear.

"What are you looking at? It's not that fast!" the woman said through gritted teeth.

"Mom, why is Dad so slow and indecisive!"

As soon as Zhou Mengrou's impatient voice rang out, the woman's forehead throbbed. She took a deep breath, closed her eyes, and spoke.

"Four-quarters of an hour."

The lackey's eyes lit up even more upon hearing this, but he dared not laugh under the woman's fierce gaze.

"Dad is so slow!" Zhou Mengrou was still complaining.

The woman got annoyed and got up to leave, leaving Zhou Mengrou and her lackey waiting.

"Hey, who are you?" Zhou Mengrou pointed at the lackey in annoyance.

The man lowered his head and said ingratiatingly, "Miss, I am the second son."

Zhou Mengrou's temper flared even more, "Why is it taking so long!"

"Miss, the longer the better, of course, it proves that the boss's virility is undiminished!" the lackey explained, rubbing his nose.

"That bitch got off easy!" Zhou Mengrou was very dissatisfied.

“Miss, there are many kinds of that kind of thing. Some are enjoyable, and some are pleasurable for the man but painful for the woman,” the lackey explained again.

Zhou Mengrou's expression softened slightly upon hearing that Du Ruoxia might be suffering, and she sat down on the sofa with a serious face.

"Come here and give me a massage," Zhou Mengrou ordered her second brother imperiously.

The second brother obediently walked behind Zhou Mengrou, rubbed his hands together, and then placed them on Zhou Mengrou's shoulder.

After a while, Zhou Mengrou seemed to feel better and leaned back slightly.

The second brother's breathing became labored. He raised his voice and glanced at Zhou Mengrou, then moved away when she didn't react.

"What are you doing? Don't move it away, let me lean against it for a while!" Zhou Mengrou scolded impatiently.

The second son was startled, and Zhou Mengrou showed her dissatisfaction.

"You filthy scoundrel!" Zhou Mengrou exclaimed in utter disgust.

The two of them stared longingly at the direction of the second floor from the living room, not daring to go up at all.

Du Ruoxia followed Boss Zhou upstairs to a bedroom. She looked around and guessed it was a man's and a woman's bedroom. An unpleasant smell made her frown.

"Let's change rooms." The awful smell made it hard for her to even touch the food.

"Don't like this big bed? Then let's go to the next room, it's bright and you can see clearly from there." Boss Zhou casually led Du Ruoxia to the next room.

It's a guest room, and judging from the way it looks, people probably come here regularly. It's very likely used to accommodate people like this.

"Okay, close the door. I'm worried someone might disturb us," Du Ruoxia said with satisfaction.

Boss Zhou immediately beamed with joy and quickly took off his shirt.

Du Ruoxia wasn't in a hurry. She patted herself down and slowly took out a small bag.

Boss Zhou squinted at Du Ruoxia, "What is this?"

Du Ruoxia nonchalantly raised her hand, "It's just a tool for dressing up. Otherwise, my face wouldn't be this pretty. Do you want to see?"

As Du Ruoxia spoke, she opened the package and handed it to Boss Zhou, who obediently leaned over to take a look.

"Uh~" Boss Zhou looked shocked.

"Surprised?" Du Ruoxia smiled playfully and took a step back.

"Let me see your expression. Is it disbelief? Shock? Or fear?" Du Ruoxia said with a smile, playing with the fruit knife in her hand.

Boss Zhou tried to speak, but found that he could neither move nor speak. He was sweating, his attitude was no longer as smug as before, and his face turned pale.

"Scared?"

"No way, I haven't even started yet!"

Du Ruoxia shook her head; her plan hadn't even started yet.

"How long do you and your wife usually finish?" Du Ruoxia's smile didn't reach her eyes.

Boss Zhou's face hardened, but Du Ruoxia smiled and continued speaking.