Chapter 183 To please you, I'll sell my body, okay?

After asking him how much money he had made, she looked up and observed his expression.

Zhong Yan remained calm, though there were still some red marks on his handsome profile, where she had slapped him twice.

Ji Tanyuan suddenly felt a little guilty, wishing she hadn't hit one side.

She pursed her lips: "It's okay if you don't say anything."

"Want some?" Zhong Yan pinched her chin.

Ji Tanyuan turned her head: "Don't touch me. I'm not short of money. I'm just curious whether you'll get more or less from your father's involvement."

Zhong Yan picked her up and carried her to the bed. "If it's in terms of money, it's completely lower than Huashi's recent stock price. However, in terms of the transaction method, there are no asset swaps or other combined acquisition methods. It's entirely a cash installment settlement."

"That's one point. The second point is that the relationship between my dad and me has long since moved beyond simply measuring things by money."

Ji Tanyuan sat on the bed, letting Zhong Yan bend down and half-squat to wipe her feet.

Ji Tanyuan looked down at him, "Several hundred billion?"

Zhong Yan looked up at her, somewhat speechless: "How could there be so many?"

"Stop dreaming, Ji Tanyuan, you think Hua Shi is mine."

Zhong Yan smiled and said, "But I can't possibly spend it all."

He straightened up, pinched her chin, and said, "Let me stay the night, and I'll give you half?"

Ji Tanyuan chuckled, "So simple? Stay one night and I'll have half?"

Zhong Yan put his hands on his hips and looked down at her, "For a lifetime."

Ji Tanyuan pursed her lips and leaned back. Lying on the bed with her eyes closed, she said, "No, I'm not that easy to bribe."

Zhong Yan looked at her helplessly: "Ji Huanghuang, you're pushing your luck. Are you still not over the anger after those two slaps?"

Ji Tanyuan half-opened one eye. "No."

Zhong Yan unbuttoned his shirt, then loosened his belt, and bent down.

The metal buckle rested on her stomach, and through the soft nightgown, Ji Tanyuan felt a shiver run down her spine.

Ji Tanyuan raised her foot and used her knee to stop Zhong Yan from going any further.

What are you doing?

Zhong Yan grabbed her knee and twisted it to the side, controlling her wrist.

"I'll use my body to please you, okay?"

"Others sell themselves, but I sell myself and even lose money."

Ji Tanyuan watched helplessly as his kisses moved lower and lower.

Her face gradually turned red.

"The lights aren't on yet."

"She pooped."

"A bedside lamp is also a lamp."

Zhong Yan's voice was hoarse, "It's too dark to see customer feedback, so it won't work."

The ceiling gradually twisted and became multicolored, emitting a soft pink mist.

I don't know how much time passed.

The interior was filled with enchanting and romantic atmosphere.

Zhong Yan couldn't help but kiss her lips. Ji Tanyuan said weakly, "You didn't rinse your mouth."

"It all smells like you."

Ji Tanyuan closed her eyes and said, "I need to rinse my mouth."

"You still despise yourself?"

Ji Tanyuan was on the verge of collapse: "Shut up!"

"No way, you'll get upset if you shut up."

Ji Tanyuan was overwhelmed with shame and despair.

Zhong Yan comforted her, "It's just the two of us, what are you shy about?"

He leaned over and turned off the light, plunging the room into complete darkness.

A few rays of moonlight peeked through the gaps in the curtains, like silver threads wrapped around the large bed.

Zhong Yan turned her over, placed his palm on her waist, and gently leaned down to bite her ear.

"The lights are off."

Ji Tanyuan did not get up the next day, or rather, she simply did not have the strength to get up.

She lay on the bed, with a tall man massaging her lower back beside her.

The force was just right.

The man looked down at his phone with his other hand, replying to work messages.

It wasn't until 11 o'clock that Ji Tanyuan recovered.

Then came a glass of water.

Only then did she have the strength to speak.

"Are you crazy?"

Zhong Yan remained expressionless. "Thank you for the compliment."

Ji Tanyuan was shocked: "You have no shame."

He handed over the phone. "These are the initial construction results of your island. But now you can rename it. How about we give it a name?"

Ji Tanyuan picked up the phone and looked through the design drawings.

The entire island is part of the Windward Islands of French Polynesia, the most famous of which is Tahiti.

Zhong Yan obtained a 99-year long-term lease on a private island. Due to its strict environmental protection regulations, there were many restrictions on construction. However, since it was not open to the public, there were fewer procedures involved.

Ji Tanyuan clicked her tongue in amazement. Sometimes she couldn't help but sigh that she couldn't even match Zhong Yan's talent for spending money.

But then he thought about it again and realized that he had just sold a thriving real estate company, which was in a period when he had more money than he could burn.

Zhong Yan patted her on the shoulder, "Think of a name."

Ji Tanyuan quite liked this sense of ritual; her interest in the island was currently the greatest. After thinking for a moment, she said:

"How about we call it 'Radiant Island'?"

Simple and straightforward, easy to understand at a glance.

Zhong Yan: "When registering, what should we register, yellow or yellow?"

Ji Tanyuan kicked him with her foot, "How could it be yellow? You did it on purpose."

Zhong Yan chuckled, "There's no other way, I really have to remind the lawyer to pay attention."

“You could call it Yan Yan Island.”

Ji Tanyuan seemed to think the name was good, so she suggested calling it Dayan Island.

Zhong Yan said it was unpleasant to hear.

Ji Tanyuan also said that she was not good at Chinese and really couldn't think of a good name.

The argument finally ended with Puppy scratching at the door.

Ji Tanyuan checked the time; it was already noon.

She quickly got up, saying, "I have a meeting this afternoon."

But she poked her head out of the bathroom and said, "To be honest, I don't want to forgive you yet."

Zhong Yan paused for a moment, then said "Oh, I see. If I didn't satisfy Miss, I'll try harder next time?"

Ji Tanyuan turned off the tap. "No, you should write a 5,000-word self-criticism."

"A compensation plan to address cognitive errors in handling emotions and to compensate for the emotional trauma I suffered."

Ji Tanyuan's hair was tied into a bun, and a few strands of hair stuck to her cheeks because they were wet, making her fair and rosy complexion stand out beautifully.

His eyes were full of malicious smiles.

Zhong Yan nodded, "I'll write it for you by hand, just wait."

Once Ji Tanyuan vented her anger, there was no further entanglement. Her work was either very leisurely or very busy.

Having just returned from negotiating a collaboration overseas, I'm currently in the crucial stage of implementation, so I'm exceptionally busy.

Zhong Yan is different; he is always busy. In the past two months, his work has focused on the handover of the Kehua Group.

We're in meetings every day.

Sometimes I also have to travel to other provinces for meetings.

However, all of them are same-day round trips.

Ji Tanyuan mentioned more than once that living there would be fine.

However, Zhong Yan would rather spend a lot of money out of her own pocket to buy private airline tickets than live apart from her family.

Early August.

Ji Tanyuan suddenly received a call from Yanjing.

It was Grandma Zhong who sent the call.

The other party's tone remained as serious as ever.

She asked if she could persuade Zhong Yan to return to Beijing.

Ji Tanyuan remained silent for a moment, then politely declined.

She didn't want to get involved. Personally, she wished Zhong Yan would never go back, but she knew that was impossible.

So all she could do was stay out of their family affairs.

"It's nothing serious. A young lady from a family has come to Beijing and wants Young Master Zhong to receive her."

Ji Tanyuan tapped the table and laughed, deliberately trying to annoy her here.

This time it was another aged voice, "Miss Ji, since you're getting a divorce, it's best not to hold Ayan back."

“Zhong Yan said he wants to marry into the family, and I agree. What do you say?”