When her husband lifted her up in his arms, Chen Rou exclaimed, "What are you doing? Be gentle!"
Nie Zhao wanted to be gentle, but his pride wouldn't allow it. He gently placed his wife on the bed, tore off her pajamas, and pounced on her.
Actually, it could have lasted longer. Although he didn't have much experience, he could still tell whether his wife was moaning from pleasure or pain. One of her arms must have been in a lot of pain because it had been hanging down on the bed the whole time and he hadn't been able to lift it up. So he reluctantly ended the encounter.
In the dead of night, in the quiet and warm bed, the couple slept in each other's arms.
Mr. Nie was a little worried about going on a business trip tomorrow, which would last for a week.
Just as he was getting annoyed, his wife suddenly leaned close to his ear and whispered, "Next time you can last a little longer."
Nie Zhao felt a chill run down his spine. He understood what she meant. She probably thought it was pretty good, but... thought he was too slow?
Sure enough, she bit her lip and lowered her voice even further: "It's quite fun, but, well, it would be better if it lasted longer."
Nie Zhao reached out and pulled, his voice hoarse: "Then..." But before he could say "one more time," his wife cried out angrily: "It hurts!"
He was the one who felt sorry for her and was afraid of hurting her, so he stopped the car and even felt uncomfortable holding it in, but he was misunderstood.
He wanted to teach her a lesson, but he was afraid she would feel pain. He remembered how much pain his mother had suffered when she passed away, and no matter what the cost, he would never let his wife experience even the slightest pain.
Poor Boss Nie was both angry and aggrieved, but he couldn't vent his anger.
With his wife in bed, he didn't even dare to pull the sheets, clenching his fists until they turned blue, and could only sulk in silence.
However, Mr. Nie's tricks are endless. He suddenly said, "By the way, there is a lady in Singapore who is an artist. She is quite good-looking and still young. She invited me to have dinner with her after I come here."
There was no such thing as an artist at all. He just wanted to arouse his wife's jealousy. Even if she didn't go tomorrow, he wanted to arrange a trip to Singapore in a couple of days to visit him and spend time with him. He wanted to spend the weekend with her.
In short, the goal is to arouse her competitive spirit.
But while Mrs. Nie could be tricked in other areas, she would never fall for it when it came to relationships. She became interested: "What art? I'm a rough man, I don't understand art, but I like artists the most."
Nie Zhao choked, but continued to lie: "She is an extremely talented violinist."
“It just so happens that Ah-Han is graduating soon and said she wants to throw a party. We’ll invite Danny Boy, Andy Lau, and Jacky Cheung, the king of love songs, to sing. Let’s also invite the violinist; she’ll love it,” Chen Rou said.
Nie Zhao paused for a moment, then said, "A lady wants to invite me to dinner."
“Okay, remember to invite me next time. I really enjoy listening to violin solos; they’re so charming,” Chen Rou said.
Nie Zhao remained silent for a long time. She assumed he was asleep, so she broke free from his arm and turned to sleep on her own.
Poor Boss Nie, although his wife had sealed his fate, had always been able to use any tricks on her effectively. This was the first time, however, that she had no reaction to his schemes. And to make matters worse, he hadn't been able to get revenge today, so needless to say, he couldn't sleep at all.
...
Kowloon is a place teeming with hidden talents, each a formidable figure, and none of them are easy to deal with.
With her hardcore marksmanship honed over nearly 30 years, Chen Rou silenced the two big shots with a single shot. However, she did not dare to make any rash moves afterward. Instead, she ordered Song Yuanchao to go deep into the grassroots and patiently observe for two days. Only after discovering that the two big shots were behaving obediently and did not dare to harbor any treacherous intentions did she prepare for the next step of the operation.
Of course, the first thing to do is to find the Taiwanese.
She was quite curious; it had been several months since she'd last seen him, so what was Nie Yao up to?
She drove to Happy Valley and went up the hill. She deliberately parked her car a little further away and walked to the villa. When she arrived at the door, the gatekeeper saw that it was the lady of the house and immediately unlocked the door from the inside to let her in.
As she walked through the yard, she noticed that the flowers and plants were trimmed exceptionally neatly, and the large pond in front of the door was spotless. She then praised the bodyguard who opened the door: "You've done a great job cleaning. Thank you for your hard work."
The bodyguard, a foreigner, shrugged and said, "Actually, the cleaning was done by the male homeowner; it has nothing to do with us."
Chen Rou looked around again and saw that all the flowers and plants had been trimmed without any sharp edges, making them exceptionally rounded. Standing under the archway at the main entrance of the villa, the flowers and plants on both sides were trimmed exactly the same. Even someone with obsessive-compulsive disorder would find it pleasing to the eye.
She heard a crackling sound outside the door, so she didn't go inside. Instead, she went to the French windows in the living room, where Nie Yao was on the balcony, half-reclining on a chaise lounge, reading a book.
As soon as she passed by, he looked up and stared at her intently.
Chen Rou nodded and smiled.
Nie Yao didn't laugh; instead, he closed the book and then closed his eyes.
The book he was reading was called Walden, a classic masterpiece and a book that people like to read during low points in their lives. In Chen Rou's opinion, it was quite good for psychological healing.
Taiwanese kids are so lucky! They get three meals a day, a salary, and their job is just playing video games.
He didn't even notice Chen Rou's arrival until Nie Yao threw the book away with his eyes closed, at which point he stood up.
Chen Rou went out first and waited in the car. A moment later, the Taiwanese guy arrived with a big smile: "Miss Chen?"
Chen Rou cut to the chase: "Your father's name is Chen Sihai, and your name is Chen Jiahao, right? Here's the thing: The Loyalty Hall in Kowloon is considering that the current leader of the Bamboo Union gang, instead of taking care of the gang members and developing gang affairs, has taken risks and even engaged in drug trafficking, which is despised by people in the underworld. This has disgraced the gang and damaged its credibility. Therefore, they plan to act on behalf of heaven and destroy them. As for you, Wan Daozi, you are loyal, upright, kind-hearted, and capable of shouldering great responsibilities."
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