Chapter 29: "Disobedience Requires 'Punishment'..."
On the tarmac, the streamlined fuselage reflects a dazzling golden light, and the prominent family crest and registration number "JA8888" on the tail proclaim the extraordinary nature of its owner. Its range is sufficient to easily cover most destinations around the world.
“Sir, everything is ready. The weather is fine, the special flight route we applied for has been approved, and we can depart at any time.” Lon’s voice was very soft, as if he didn’t want to disturb Wen Lingshuang, but she still caught it.
She nuzzled against Jiang An's shoulder, her eyes still sleepy.
Jiang An noticed her subtle movements, looked down at her, and seeing that she was awake, asked softly, "Did you sleep well?"
Wen Lingshuang grunted, sat up straight, stretched, and said, "Oh no."
Hearing her sweet, coquettish tone, Jiang An chuckled, "Just bear with it a little longer."
Wen Lingshuang turned to look at him.
Jiang An was dressed in a black suit, his legs naturally crossed. The suit fit his body perfectly, and his imposing aura, coupled with his flawless face, made it impossible for him to express any anger or resentment.
Wen Lingshuang tugged at his tie as a symbolic 'punishment' before pushing open the car door and getting out.
Jiang An looked at the tie that she had loosened her grip on and smiled helplessly, like an adult watching a child play, not caring at all.
He straightened his tie and got off the bus with them.
Accompanied by their well-dressed personal assistants and two bodyguards, the two calmly stepped onto the gangway.
The interior of the cabin is less like an airplane and more like a luxurious mobile apartment. The entrance is a minimalist yet artistic foyer, leading into a spacious main area. Brazilian pear wood floors, Italian lambskin sofas, and even a miniature indoor water feature complete the ambiance. Separate bedroom suites feature king-size beds and full bathroom facilities. A study, meeting room, and dining room are also included. Every detail is exquisitely luxurious yet understated, with technology seamlessly integrated into every corner, ensuring that working, resting, and entertaining during the flight are as comfortable and relaxing as being in a villa.
The Wen family also has a private jet, but it's definitely not as impressive as Jiang An's.
Wen Lingshuang walked to the sofa and sat down. The table was already set with food and fruit. She casually picked up a plump strawberry and put it in her mouth. The sweet and juicy taste spread in her mouth. She reached out and patted the seat next to her, gesturing for Jiang An to sit down.
Jiang An took off his suit jacket and sat down next to her in a black shirt.
Shortly after, the plane began to take off.
Looking out the window at the scenery, Wen Lingshuang said, "Are you going to work as soon as you land?"
Jiang An looked at her profile. "Want to come along?"
"No, I hate work." She tilted her head to look at him. "Unlike you, who have great ideals, ambitions, responsibilities, and missions, I just want to live each day happily, do what I like to do, and see the scenery I like to see."
Jiang An liked her relaxed and languid demeanor, and leaned closer to ask, "Do you like doing things that include me?"
"..." Wen Lingshuang pursed her red lips, "You're cheating! Who gave you permission to get this close to me!"
She raised her hand and gently placed it on his shoulder, giving him a push. He stumbled back a few inches, but only because of her force. The next second, his large hand gripped her delicate wrist, and his voice was deep, "Yangyang."
He called her by her nickname.
Her voice was husky yet subtly sexy.
Wen Lingshuang's heart began to pound uncontrollably again.
Golden sunlight streamed in through the window, falling on his lean, slender shoulder, and a beam of light seemed to shine into his deep, dark eyes. He seemed to have wanted to do this for a long time: kiss her high in the sky, savoring her red lips that had just tasted sweet, tempting strawberries. He drew closer and closer until he stopped just an inch away from her: "Answer me."
Wen Lingshuang's heart was thrown into turmoil by his sudden domineering attitude.
The hot breath was on my cheek.
A handsome face was right in front of me.
She parted her red lips and said instinctively, "Including you..."
Warm lips covered mine, carrying a faint fruity scent.
Her eyes widened, and she let out a sob. Her red lips were easily pried open. He was no longer as 'gentlemanly' as before, nor as at a loss. In a short time, he had learned a lot. He conquered her, caressing every inch of her fragrance. As their lips and tongues intertwined, her body unconsciously softened, and she let him hold her in his arms like a willow in the breeze.
Lon had closed the doors on both sides; this place belonged only to them.
Wen Lingshuang's body went limp from the kiss. Her hands tried to find a place to support her, but couldn't find one. She could only helplessly grab his tie and shirt, making them crumpled and whimpering.
Jiang An knew this wasn't the best time or the best place. He kissed her restrainedly for five minutes, then pushed her away with difficulty. The woman in his arms had already been kissed until her eyes were unfocused, and she was as beautiful as a peony in full bloom. Every inch of her was like a meticulously carved sculpture, and even the messy black hair hanging on her face added to her beauty.
He gently tucked a stray hair behind her ear and whispered, "Thank you for your honesty."
Wen Lingshuang couldn't hear his voice. Her mind was like a firework exploding, filled with nothing but vibrant colors. Her body felt as if it had fallen into a hot spring, with water rushing towards her from all directions, and all noise subsided into silence.
A few minutes later, she came to her senses.
She found herself lying in Jiang An's arms, one hand clutching his tie, the other his shirt, while he looked at her, his lips still bearing her red, smudged lipstick.
This shows just how intense their kiss was...
Wen Lingshuang's heart pounded like a drum. She raised her hand and gently touched the lipstick on his lips with her index finger, whispering, "My lipstick..."
"I'll compensate you," he said softly.
Wen Lingshuang grabbed his tie, trying to get up, but found herself feeling uncomfortable.
There was too much water; it got soaked.
She struggled to break free from his embrace, biting her lip as she asked, "Where's the toilet?"
“Go straight ahead.” He pointed to the closed door on the right. “Lon will tell you how to get there once you go outside.”
She nodded, straightened her disheveled clothes, and got up to walk towards the door.
The soundproofing in each cubicle on the plane was excellent, so what happened between the two inside couldn't be heard by anyone outside. Wen Lingshuang pushed open the door and saw Lon standing outside. She asked, "How do I get to the restroom?"
Lon nodded slightly and led her forward.
After passing the conference room and the restaurant, we arrived at the polite restroom.
Lon thoughtfully opened the door and then closed it.
After everything was done, Wen Lingshuang was the only one left in the space.
She looked at the woman in the mirror, her face flushed and her lipstick all kissed off. Was this still her? Beside Jiang An, she had become someone she didn't even recognize.
Turn on the tap and splash the cold water on your burning face to cool down the restlessness.
A few minutes later, she pushed open the door and came out. Several doors that had been separating them were now open, and Jiang An could be seen sitting in the hall at a glance.
He didn't straighten his shirt and tie, which she had tousled, and sat there lazily and casually.
Take a step and walk over.
When she walked to his side, his aloof expression immediately softened. He gently pulled her slender arm, and she unexpectedly fell into his arms.
She exclaimed softly, "Jiang An!"
Lon is still nearby!
Jiang An naturally knew what she was panicking about. It was precisely because Lon was there that he wouldn't do anything inappropriate to her; he just wanted to hug her, nothing more.
After pulling her into his arms, he said, "You messed up my tie and shirt."
"?"
"So, can you help me tidy it up?"
What audacity!
There are actually people in this world who dare to ask her to tidy up.
Wen Lingshuang bit her red lips, looked at her disheveled tie and shirt, and pouted, saying, "Sit down properly."
Jiang An chuckled softly and helped her sit up straight.
Even so, Wen Lingshuang remained firmly seated on his lap, her firm thighs strong and muscular. She raised her hand to grab his tie and said, "What kind of look do you want?"
"As long as it's normal."
Wen Lingshuang said "Oh" and began to fidget with her hands.
Actually, she doesn't know how to tie a tie at all.
He has never tied a tie for anyone.
While other young ladies learned etiquette and rules, Wen Jinye and Tan Yu adopted a "free-range" policy, prioritizing her happiness above all else. If she wanted to learn etiquette and rules, she could find a teacher; if she didn't want to, she wouldn't. As a result, ties were like gibberish to her.
Instead of hitting him properly, she deliberately fiddled with his hand, as if retaliating for his fierce and brutal kiss earlier.
Jiang An didn't stop her, just watched as the woman sitting on his lap freely played with his possessions.
After struggling for a while, he managed to tie a perfectly good tie into a bow, and said with great satisfaction, "Wow, my skills are really good."
Jiang An glanced at it, "?"
Wen Lingshuang smiled and said, "Don't move, the shirt isn't done yet."
After saying that, he reached out again to straighten his shirt.
Her soft, boneless hand clung to his shoulder, slowly sliding down from the creases, as if ironing out any wrinkles she had touched. But it also seemed as if she was doing it on purpose, lingering on his chest and circling around it several times before slowly ironing it down, gliding over his bulging, firm abs, and then ironing the wrinkles into his suit trousers.
All her actions were deliberately provocative.
Jiang An remained unmoved, letting her do as she pleased.
Lon, who was standing next to him, looked away.
Since Mr. Wen married Ms. Wen, his behavior has become increasingly unfamiliar.
Who would have dared to sit on him so brazenly before?
Who would dare to play with his tie so brazenly?
Who would dare to provoke him so brazenly?
Female celebrities in the entertainment industry would knock on his door in an attempt to climb the ladder of fame, only to be blacklisted the next day.
If a rich heiress tries to seduce him, the family's project will be hindered the next day.
It's fair to say that any woman who gets close to him over the years without knowing what's good for her has met a bad end.
Only this Miss Wen...
Every time they push their luck and never know what's good for them...
But judging from the man's reaction, he seems quite satisfied?
From the moment she was chosen as the marriage partner, things changed.
That's enough.
Suddenly, Jiang An spoke, grabbing her wrist, his voice slightly unsteady, "I'm going to the shower."
Wen Lingshuang hadn't had enough fun yet, her red lips slightly pouting, "What are you doing? I'm not done yet."
Jiang An raised his hand and patted her buttocks. "If you keep tidying up like this, I won't wait until our wedding night."
Execute her on the spot now.
Hearing his words, Wen Lingshuang blushed slightly, reluctantly moved her hips to sit down beside him, and watched him leave.
Only after he was out of sight did I slowly savor the words he had just said.
Not even until the wedding night...
Wedding night.
Three months later, it was their wedding night.
*
Cold water was poured over his head, and Jiang An closed his eyes, letting the water flow over his burning body.
A few minutes later, he came out in a bathrobe and went to the study. Lon had already placed the prepared documents and contracts on the table. After checking all the data, he changed into a clean shirt and sat down at his desk, ready to turn on his computer for a video conference.
Before the meeting began, Jiang An winked at Lon, who understood and nodded, saying, "Miss Wen is in the entertainment room."
"Take good care of her."
Lon nodded.
I stacked the organized files and took them outside. Just as I stepped outside, I bumped into Wen Lingshuang.
"Miss Wen?" Lon called out, then glanced nervously at Jiang An in the study and said in a low voice, "The master is in a meeting. Could you please come back later?"
No wonder Lon didn't give Wen Lingshuang any face at this time.
Even though Jiang An has done many things for Wen Lingshuang that he had never done before and set many precedents for her recently, when it comes to work, Jiang An is decisive and ruthless.
Fearing that Wen Lingshuang might be accidentally injured by Jiang An while he was working, he could only dissuade her, "How about I report to the master later?"
"No way." Wen Lingshuang pushed Lon away and went inside.
The study was large, with bookshelves and cabinets on both sides, and a huge desk in the middle. The computer was emitting sounds of people discussing core data.
Such strategic meetings are generally not open to onlookers or outsiders, let alone someone like Wen Lingshuang who would barge in.
Normally, Jiang An's legal team would have sent a lawyer's letter long ago.
Lon had a terrible headache.
Even more dangerously, Wen Lingshuang silently walked to the computer and tapped the desktop lightly with her index finger, making a slight sound.
When Lon saw this, his heart nearly stopped with tension.
Hearing the sound, Jiang An slowly looked up and saw Wen Ling Shuang's bright and beautiful eyes. His dark and deep eyes darkened, and he pointed to the door and circled around, indicating that she should go out and wait for him. He then added, "There will be a reward for being obedient."
"Disobedience will be punished."
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