The Presidential Suite's premium Egyptian cotton bedding lingered with the lingering warmth and aroma of last night. Morning light from Victoria Harbor filtered through the enormous floor-to-ceiling windows, spilling into the extravagantly spacious bedroom and tinting the interior with a pale gold.
Outside the window, the skyscrapers of Central awaken in the morning light, and traffic flows relentlessly. A massive ocean liner slowly sails across the calm sea. This vibrant scene, vividly captured in my view, carries a striking sense of modernity.
Lin Huowang leaned against the headboard, a bit dazed. This scene was so similar to his memory of the 21st century before his rebirth. Modern, efficient, cold and powerful. For a moment, he couldn't even tell which day it was.
Until a soft moan was heard beside me.
Zhu Lingling rolled over, her long, cascading hair covering half her face. Her breathing was steady, but her eyelashes trembled imperceptibly in the morning light. Her feigned sleep was no more natural than her feigned drunkenness the previous night.
Then, a lazy yawn echoed from the other side. Lü Ruirong stretched her curvaceous body, the thin blanket sliding down around her waist, revealing her smooth, rounded shoulders. Her face held the innocent, newly "awakened" look, but a sly shrewdness flickered in her eyes.
"Good morning, Xiaolin-san!"
She turned sideways, her soft arms naturally wrapping around Lin Huowang's waist. Her fingertips, with suggestive force, gently circled his tight abdominal muscles, her body entwined like a vine, leaning towards him, her voice as sweet as honey.
Lin Huowang withdrew his gaze from the window and fixed it on the delicate face in his arms. His desires had just been fully released overnight, and his sensitive body was easily aroused in the morning.
But his eyes swept across the other side of the huge spliced bed - there, Yu Qixia and Shi Jiayi were still sleeping soundly.
Yu Qixia frowned slightly, as if she was still savoring the glass of Romanee-Conti worth thousands of dollars in her dream.
Shi Jiayi slept defenselessly, a little saliva even glistening at the corner of her mouth, as innocent as a child. The smell of last night's alcohol mixed with the fragrance of a young woman's body silently filled the room.
He gently slapped Lu Ruirong's increasingly restless hand away, his voice low but with an undeniable rejection: "Last night was already chaotic enough. Don't wake them up, it will be embarrassing for everyone."
Lu Ruirong paused, a flicker of resentment flashing across her eyes before giving way to a deeper smile. Far from restraining herself, she pressed her soft breasts even more tightly against his arm, tilting her head upwards, her gaze daringly yet mischievously glancing at his lower body. Her voice, as soft as a feather brushing against his heart, "What are you afraid of? If they wake you up... then let them all come!"
Her eyes sparkled with an almost innocent yet incredibly straightforward purpose. "Those two silly girls were so drunk last night they missed a golden opportunity! If I had woken them up, they might even thank me for giving them another chance to 'make amends'!"
She paused, then put her red lips close to Lin Huowang's ear, and sprayed her warm breath over him, with a bewitching tone, "Xiao Linsheng, don't you want to try the taste of one dragon and four phoenixes?"
Lin Huowang took a deep breath, forcing the fire within him that had been ignited by her teasing to subside. It wasn't that he wasn't tempted at all; before his rebirth, such a scene might have been a source of enjoyment for him. But now...
He shook his head, his movements quick and swift, a hint of weariness and weariness etched in his eyes, though his gaze remained remarkably lucid. "I didn't expect you to have such absurd ideas. Too much is as bad as too little. I have many important matters to attend to today."
He threw back the quilt and stood up decisively. The morning light outlined his body, which was clearly defined, full of strength and explosive power.
"You all should rest well in the hotel today. All his expenses will be on me." He quickly put on his shirt, his movements neat and swift, his tone returning to his usual calmness. "As for those two..." He glanced at the still sleeping Yu Qixia and Shi Jiayi, and said to Lv Ruirong, "...I'll leave it to you to take care of them. Just be careful."
He put on his clothes and, without glancing at the three people behind him, walked straight to the door. The heavy bedroom door closed, isolating him from the beauty inside.
The heavy door of the suite closed behind him. Lin Huowang stood in the gorgeous yet cold corridor, his steps pausing slightly.
The modern world outside the window was still bustling with activity. Fragments of memories from before his rebirth surged back uncontrollably: Back then, he was wealthy, and had seen countless women: supermodels, celebrities, and talented women, some pure, some voluptuous, all but consumed by his wealth and power.
The fleeting satisfaction after each pursuit of beauty only left a deeper emptiness and a dull feeling of fast food. He had never truly loved anyone, nor had he ever been truly loved by anyone.
Like a glutton, never satisfied yet forever hungry, he chased sensory stimulation, only to savor the bland aftermath after each peak. He had watched other couples in love, and deep down, he had felt a tinge of unspeakable envy, even a fleeting flicker of...jealousy.
It was precisely because he had boldly experienced this complete loss that when he was reborn and held Liu Rumeng's hand tightly, he had been so determined to want a different life.
A pure, clean loyalty that belongs only to two people. They regard "a lifetime, a couple" as a kind of almost stubborn redemption, trying to wash away the absurdity of the past life and build an emotional utopia.
However, reality is far more complicated than ideal, especially in Hong Kong, where the rules are completely different.
Liu Rumeng, the woman he deeply loved and wanted to protect, after experiencing the shock of her own infertility and understanding the rules of the deformed environment of Hong Kong Island, actually chose a "concubine" for him with an almost self-abuse "compensation" mentality and sent her to bed.
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