The bustling city was gradually enveloped by night. Li Baolong smiled, gently putting his arm around Zhang Xiaohui's slender waist, and slowly walked towards the parking lot. At this moment, Zhang Xiaohui's eyes were hazy, her face flushed, completely immersed in the alluring mark cast by Li Baolong, utterly infatuated with him, and willingly following in his footsteps.
Soon, they arrived at a Santana sedan. Li Baolong gentlemanly opened the car door, carefully helped Zhang Xiaohui into the car, then quickly got in himself, started the engine, and sped off towards his home. The two didn't speak a word the entire way, but an ambiguous yet passionate atmosphere filled the air between them.
Soon, the car stopped in front of a high-rise building. Li Baolong took Zhang Xiaohui's hand and took the elevator to the top floor. The moment the door opened, a warm and inviting atmosphere wafted out. The spacious and bright living room was softly lit, creating a romantic ambiance.
As soon as they entered the house, Li Baolong embraced Zhang Xiaohui tightly again and began to dance. Unlike the outside environment, dancing at home felt more intimate and free. Zhang Xiaohui, like a beautiful butterfly, moved her body lightly, her movements perfectly synchronized with Li Baolong's.
Gradually, their bodies drew closer and closer, their hands beginning to roam restlessly over each other's bodies. Li Baolong felt a surge of desire as he felt Zhang Xiaohui's silky smooth skin. He looked down at Zhang Xiaohui's captivating face; her lips were slightly parted, her breath was soft, and her eyes shone with longing.
Seeing that the time was almost up, Li Baolong could no longer suppress his desire. He picked up Zhang Xiaohui and gently placed her on the soft sofa, then pounced on her like a hungry tiger. In an instant, the room was filled with the warmth of spring, and the two released their passion and desire to their hearts' content.
This passionate lovemaking lasted for a long time. Li Baolong felt as if he were floating on clouds, in a blissful state. Zhang Xiaohui, on the other hand, displayed her captivating charm, using various skillful techniques to keep Li Baolong wanting more. The room echoed with their joyful moans, lingering for a long time…
An hour later, Li Baolong looked at Zhang Xiaohui, who was slumped on the sofa, and said coldly, "Get up and get dressed to go back." Zhang Xiaohui lazily got up, picked up her clothes from the floor, and put them on. Li Baolong went downstairs, drove the dazed Zhang Xiaohui back to Luhu Villa, dropped her off, and then drove away.
Li Baolong dragged his weary body home and, without a moment's rest, immediately sat down to meditate, silently reciting the Seven-Seven Mantra to calm his mind. He then devoted himself entirely to cultivation. The two attempts to spy on him yesterday had exhausted him considerably, depleting his spiritual energy. The placement of the allure mark had also significantly weakened his Daoist power; he estimated it would take a week to fully recover. He continued cultivating until the early hours of the morning, finally collapsing into bed, utterly exhausted.
Early in the morning, his biological clock woke Li Baolong on time, and he set off for the Jin Guo branch of the brokerage firm as usual. Once there, he habitually checked the Hong Kong stock index futures market. At that moment, Bai Fei came over to greet him, smiling and asking how his night had gone. Li Baolong casually replied that he hadn't been there long and was back soon.
As they spoke, the Hong Kong market opened, and the stock index surged. This surge thrilled the investors, who rushed to buy in. Li Baolong, watching the impressive rise, was overjoyed, calculating that he had already made HK$20 million in profit. Seeing that the midday session was almost over, he felt it was time and decisively sold all his stocks. This single transaction netted him a profit of HK$25 million. Li Baolong was extremely happy, humming a little tune as he left the brokerage office.
These past two days, Li Baolong knew exactly what was going on and didn't dare to ask Liu Na out. Because people from Hong Kong had come, Liu Na was afraid something might happen and cause unnecessary trouble. Li Baolong was also sensible; he obediently went to school and studied diligently for three days straight. Finally, the weekend arrived, and he went to see Sister Honghong, had a good chat with her, and relaxed a bit.
Honghong nestled gently in Li Baolong's arms and asked softly, "Brother Baolong, when can I move in with you?" Li Baolong thought for a moment and then said, "Next month, your lease is almost up." Honghong nodded obediently, "Okay, next month then."
The next morning, Li Baolong, unusually, slept in late. Just as he was still half asleep, his phone rang. He impatiently reached for it and saw it was Zhang Xiaohui calling. Zhang Xiaohui's voice was sweet and coquettish: "Young Master Li, it's the weekend! Come to the nightclub! A big shot is coming; maybe there'll be a good opportunity for collaboration." Li Baolong initially wanted to refuse, but then thought it wouldn't hurt to check things out, so he agreed to go that evening.
The phone call completely woke Li Baolong up. After tossing and turning in bed for a while, he finally got up. Around noon, he went out and grabbed a bite at a restaurant, then went into a barbershop to get his hair done, making him look much more refreshed.
Afterwards, he drove slowly to a lake in the suburbs. It was a very quiet place, the lake water shimmering in the sunlight. Li Baolong found a quiet spot to sit down and began to introspectively examine his own space. He discovered that with his recent elevation of his mental state, the space had also expanded considerably, now measuring 9 cubic meters, three meters in length, width, and height. Looking at this space, Li Baolong was very satisfied, secretly thinking, "If this space were used to store money, it could probably hold a hundred million."
Night fell slowly like a large black cloth, and Li Baolong drove to the nightclub. From afar, he could see the neon signs for "Heaven on Earth" flashing, and he couldn't help but think to himself, "That's a pretty good name."
As Li Baolong stepped through the door, he saw a row of waiters standing neatly, calling out in unison, "Good evening, sir, welcome!" He said to a supervisor standing in front, "I'm looking for Zhang Xiaohui; we have an appointment." A short while later, Zhang Xiaohui came running over, her face beaming with smiles. She looked at Li Baolong and said, "Follow me, Mr. Li." Her expression was as if all the scheming from that night had never happened.
The two went up to the second floor, and what they saw was astonishing. The place was bustling with activity, and beautiful women were everywhere, like clouds in the sky. Dozens of women stood around, waiting for guests to choose them to accompany them for drinks and karaoke. Li Baolong followed Zhang Xiaohui into a private room. The room was dimly lit, furnished with a large sofa, a karaoke TV, and fruit platters, beer, and soft drinks on the coffee table. Clearly, Zhang Xiaohui had prepared everything in advance, just waiting for Li Baolong's arrival. Li Baolong knew that tonight's event wouldn't be simple; there might be some unexpected trouble. However, he wasn't afraid and was ready to see how Zhang Xiaohui would put on this show.
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