Chapter 119: Receiving Rewards, Drinking Tea, Lighting Cigarettes, and Training Horses (Subscription Request)
"Hello, ma'am. I'm the Hermès store manager. Mr. Song has specially selected one hundred pieces of clothing from our brand for you, based on your preferences."
"Madam, I am the manager of the Chanel brand store."
"Madam, I am the manager of the Triumph brand store."
"Ma'am, I'm the manager of the Walford brand store."
“.”
Yunhe Mansion, inside the mansion.
Yu Meiyun and Chen Yizhen watched helplessly as managers of brand stores brought in hundreds of luxury goods one after another, their mouths slightly open, speechless.
After I finally put away all my clothes, the store managers of top brands Lancome and La Prairie came and brought me a full set of skin care products.
Thought that was the end.
But soon after, someone else came and brought an Aston Martin DBS worth tens of millions, a purchase contract for a Rolls-Royce Cullinan, and a Kawasaki H2R motorcycle.
Later, Rolex Daytona and Patek Philippe Starry Sky watches were also delivered.
After a busy period.
The two women got a temporary respite.
"Yejin."
On the sofa, Yu Meiyun trembled and said, "Is it over?"
Finish?
Chen Yizhen came back to her senses and looked at the list Song Cheng had sent her on her phone. She took a deep breath and said, "There's also a full set of Bordeaux wines, the beauty salon's real estate contract, the fund guarantee contract, the Porsche Cayenne, and top-notch medical beauty equipment."
Okay, okay, that's enough.
Yu Meiyun suddenly felt dizzy and tremblingly said, "This child, why did you send so many things?"
Three luxury cars, luxury clothes, and 500 pieces of skin care products.
There are also famous watches and wines.
The combined value of these things exceeds the value of this house. The two Aston Martins and the Rolls-Royce Cullinan alone are worth as much as this house.
Who spends money like this?
I can’t even imagine how much money one would need to be able to afford such spending.
What kind of good person have I met?
It was the first time that Yu Meiyun was overwhelmed by so many luxury goods, and she felt at a loss both physically and mentally.
"Perverted guy"
Shen Yizhen couldn't help but say, "Aunt, it's not enough for him to destroy your body, he also intends to completely destroy your heart and your spirit."
"Luxury houses, luxury cars, luxury clothes, cosmetics"
"Once you accept this, you will be completely trapped in this kind of life. There will be no way back to your old life, and you will never be able to leave him."
As he said this, he glanced at his aunt and sighed.
"Forget it, you can't live without it anymore. Whether you have these things or not, you can't live without them anymore."
To this.
Yu Meiyun didn't care at all, but was worried instead.
"Chengcheng is so nice and gave me so many things. Is he too fond of me and too impulsive?"
"Giving away so many things, you must have spent a lot of your savings."
"What if it affects his business?"
Still worrying about others.
Shen Yizhen said angrily: "Aunt, you wishful thinking, don't forget that he has many other women outside. No matter how much he likes you, it is impossible for him to spend everything on you."
"I think the value of these things is probably not even worth a hair on his body."
Nonsense.
Chengcheng has no other hair on his body except his hair.
When Yu Meiyun thought of the lovemaking last night, her body and mind couldn't help but go limp again. She melted instantly and her expression became charming.
"Yejin, take my phone."
The beautiful woman breathed rapidly and whispered softly, "Call Dr. Guan and see if she has time to come over tonight."
Doctor Guan?
It would be better to see a doctor. After all, I was so indulgent last night. It would be troublesome if something really happened.
Shen Yizhen stood up to get her phone.
Yu Meiyun breathed a sigh of relief, her delicate body slumped on the sofa, feeling the weakness and trembling in her body. Song Cheng's figure and last night's madness reappeared in her mind.
It's really crazy.
Yunlong Villa.
Song Cheng drove a Bentley Continental GT into the villa.
Yangwang U8 asked the driver of Yunhe Mansion to drive back, and he drove his senior sister home.
After tossing and turning in the office for an hour, the senior sister, who was in ecstasy, finally lay down completely, exhausted all her physical strength.
no way.
He had no choice but to send his senior sister back in person. Of course, before leaving, he did not forget to talk to Gu Hongan about the decoration business on the 36th floor of Yinhuan Building and handed the business over to the other party in person.
In the garage.
Park the car.
Song Cheng got out of the car, opened the passenger seat, and carried the weak and fragile senior sister out.
After going through so much trouble, I was able to remain calm and walk out of the company. This was already my limit. Now I can't move at all.
Smiled.
Song Cheng hugged the woman who was sleeping with her eyes closed and kissed her little mouth.
No response.
He didn't care, his eyes paused and fell on a new silver supercar beside him.
Look up to U9!
Unlike the U8 which is an SUV, the U9 is a very classic and handsome super sports car.
The price is similar to U8, close to two million.
Domestic supercar.
good.
Song Cheng took a look and turned away.
I remember Dong Wenyan told her senior before that U9’s supercar can rock by itself and is a very good toy car.
Return to the mansion.
living room.
Today's housekeeper and nanny did not wear sexy and revealing cheongsam uniforms, but were much more decent.
The reason is that there are guests.
"Mr. Song."
Housekeeper Tang Qian came forward with her beautiful legs in flesh-colored stockings crossed. She glanced at the woman in his arms and understood.
at the same time.
The customer also quickly stood up and said, "Mr. Song, I'm the general manager of the BYD store. I've come all the way here to give you the Yangwang U9."
There is more than one guest.
Then another customer stood up and said with a smile: "Mr. Song, I am the manager of the Steinway brand store. The Steinway B211 you requested has been delivered to you as soon as possible."
In addition, there is a manager who specially delivers Dahongpao from the mother tree of Wuyi Mountain.
Song Cheng nodded slightly, said hello, and sent the senior sister back to the bedroom upstairs to rest, and then returned to the living room on the first floor to sign for the car, piano, and Dahongpao that had been delivered one by one.
The three managers left.
In front of the piano on the first floor, Song Cheng looked at it and played it a few times. He suddenly felt that the sound of the piano was very crisp and lively.
He doesn't understand piano.
However, Steinway is a top piano brand, and a piano like this is worth about 1.5 million yuan. You get what you pay for, so it is naturally not bad.
My hands are a little itchy.
Immediately, he sat down at the piano and paused, casually talking about a favorite song.
The effect of basic piano skills is not bad. You can play the piano skillfully and play various songs.
Coupled with the effect of the ecstasy hand, the song played is full of emotion.
The song is full of emotion and pleasant to the ears.
After playing his favorite song, Song Cheng felt unsatisfied and satisfied.
The piano is good. I can play it more often when I have free time.
Get up.
He looked at the housekeeper with dazed eyes, and Dong Wenyan and Jiang Xinqing who had come over at some point and were listening to the music together, their eyes full of admiration, and smiled.
This smile is like a spring breeze.
The three women came to their senses, their bodies and minds trembled, and their breathing quickened for a moment.
"Mr. Song plays the piano really well."
Tang Qian took a deep breath and tried to calm herself down. Looking at the handsome, charming, versatile and wealthy perfect man in front of her, her body and mind were completely captivated and her heart was moved.
"Mr. Song~"
Dong Wenyan's foxy eyes were extremely alluring and charming, and her voice was so delicate that she couldn't help but step forward and say, "Such a beautiful song would definitely sound even better if it were sung by a woman."
"I'm really good at yelling."
Such vicious words.
Jiang Xinqing blushed and lowered her head, not daring to look at him any longer. She was extremely flustered.
Tang Qian paused, then took a step forward and whispered, "If Mr. Song wants to hear something, Qianqian is also very good at calling out."
See this.
Song Cheng raised his eyebrows and shook his head slightly.
“Work hard.”
He said no more, turned and left, indifferent to the woman's emotions.
Tang Qian and Dong Wenyan were suddenly disappointed.
Jiang Xinqing couldn't help but look up and took a peek, her eyes timid, with the nervousness and shyness unique to young girls.
Bring Dahongpao.
Song Cheng drove the new car that was delivered to him, looked up at U9, and left the mansion smoothly.
The car is nice and the driving comfort is not bad.
I arrived at Mr. Jin's house and made a phone call. Soon, the door of the villa opened and Qin Xiuru came into view with a smile.
Drive in and park your car.
Song Cheng got out of the car, and his handsomeness and charm instantly made him the focus.
"Get a new car."
Qin Xiuru, holding an umbrella, dressed in a well-fitting cheongsam, her stockings crisscrossed with her beautiful legs, walked over gracefully in high heels, and said with a smile, "It's only been a few days, and I see you've already changed three cars."
The first one I saw was su7, then I looked up to U8, and now it has changed again.
After all, he is a young man who likes playing with cars just like playing with women.
"Aunt."
Song Cheng greeted him with a smile and said softly, "Just changed it, it looks good, let's drive it and experience it."
This smile.
Qin Xiuru paused, her eyes became blank and her breathing stopped.
He stumbled again.
Song Cheng stepped forward and hugged his mother-in-law, and asked with concern: "Auntie, are you okay?"
Qin Xiuru's body was trembling, and her expression was a little dazed. She slowly came to her senses.
"You, child, have become different again."
It's really heart-warming.
She slowed down, shook her head slightly, and didn't think much about it, just thinking that she loved her son-in-law too much.
Beauty is in the eyes of the beholder.
It's normal to like such a good son-in-law more and more the more you see him.
"Is there?"
Song Cheng also realized his own damn gentleness, but he was quite helpless.
You can be a little indifferent to other people, but not to your aunt.
"No."
Qin Xiuru scolded, "You still like to make trouble for others. Every time you call, you can't let me have peace. I really don't know if you have done anything serious outside all day."
Come to think of it, it seems like I haven't really done any serious work.
Song Cheng smiled, took the umbrella, held it up, supported the aunt who was leaning on his arms, and walked forward, speechless.
"Okay, let's go inside first."
Qin Xiuru took a deep breath and said, "Hold on, Auntie. These shoes don't fit."
It doesn't look like it doesn't fit.
Song Cheng glanced at his aunt's silk high heels, nodded slightly, turned around to pick up the Dahongpao, and went into the mansion with his aunt.
"Uncle is not home?"
He changed into slippers and asked casually.
Qin Xiuru also changed into slippers and said softly, "He's busy."
In the living room, the two sat down.
Jin Yuzhu was nowhere to be seen and was not in the living room.
"Chengcheng."
Qin Xiuru collected herself and said seriously, "Where's the switch Yuzhu gave you?"
Song Cheng took out his cell phone, opened the app and handed it to the woman.
Looked at the software.
Qin Xiuru frowned and said, "Oh, why is there really no shutdown function?"
Song Cheng smiled and said, "Auntie, so what exactly is this software used for?"
Qin Xiuru glared.
"Stop laughing! Be serious."
What's wrong with that?
Song Cheng was helpless.
“This software is really amazing.”
Qingxiuru hesitated to speak, and sighed, "Yuzhu is the same, she just knows how to mess around."
The words fell.
In the stairwell, Jin Yuzhu, wearing a white elegant lace dress, crossed with her flesh-colored shiny silk legs, walked down slowly on twelve-centimeter high heels.
As she walked forward, the woman's posture remained elegant and noble.
The lace skirt is very thin and transparent, and you can see the actual hip-hugging lining inside.
Through the light, there is a hazy sexy beauty.
Song Cheng's eyes lit up as he admired the noble woman's figure. His gaze finally fell on the woman's calm eyes, and their eyes met.
"Sister Yuzhu looks beautiful today."
He smiled and stood up.
When she smiled, Jin Yuzhu's eyes flashed with strangeness and surprise.
What a soulful smile.
Unfortunately, she didn't like this kind of boring affection and was not very interested in it.
"You're not bad either."
He remained calm and composed in his words.
You're welcome.
Song Cheng simply took the woman's delicate body into his arms and sat on the sofa with her in his arms.
Jin Yuzhu did not resist or refuse.
"Go, go back to your room."
Qin Xiuru scolded the two of them and urged them, "How can you behave in public?"
Jin Yuzhu remained indifferent, but her tense body trembled inexplicably and she breathed a sigh of relief.
"Auntie, I'll be leaving soon."
Song Cheng looked at the time. It was already past three in the afternoon, almost four, so it was not a good idea to stay for long.
"You're not allowed to leave."
Qin Xiuru stood up and said, "Have a meal before you leave. I'll ask someone to prepare the food."
Having said this, he walked away swaying his body.
Song Cheng couldn't refuse, so he could only caress President Jin's silky legs and couldn't let go.
"I heard you bought the 36th floor of the Silver Ring Building."
Jin Yuzhu asked calmly.
"Um."
Song Cheng picked up his phone, changed the mode, and said casually, "Boss Jin is well-informed."
Jin Yuzhu's delicate body trembled and she tensed up even more.
"My family has an investment in Yinhuan Building."
Despite this, the voice remained calm.
"My home?"
Song Cheng said meaningfully.
"Our family."
Jin Yuzhu glanced at him lightly, her eyes charming, her silk legs tightly crossed, and she exhaled like orchid and said, "Are you satisfied?"
Song Cheng was satisfied.
He was not coveting the woman's property, but mainly wanted to be the man of the house.
The cell phone suddenly rang.
Song Cheng picked it up and checked, and found that it was a video call from Shan Liting.
It's difficult to answer.
He patted the woman's silk legs and ordered, "Change places."
Get up.
Jin Yuzhu leaned against him, breathing slightly faster, and said, "Second floor."
Song Cheng nodded, embraced the charming woman and went to the tea room on the second floor, where he sat down at the tea table.
The entire teahouse is very transparent and has a beautiful view, while also retaining privacy.
Outside, the dark clouds dispersed and the rain gradually subsided.
Song Cheng let out a breath, casually answered the video call on his mobile phone, and saw the two women who came into view in the video.
Shan Liting, and Zhuang Min.
He was a little surprised about Zhuang Min.
From the video sent by Shan Liting in the car just now, it can be seen that Zhuang Min seems to be implicated as well.
So, what is the queen of billiards going to do?
Ask Zhuang Min for help?
Song Cheng was very interested and took out a mobile phone holder from the system space and fixed the phone on the tea table.
The tea table is very low, and there is a high-quality mat underneath, so you can sit directly on it.
Song Cheng sat cross-legged, holding the same silk legs and lying horizontally, leaning into Mr. Jin's arms, and made tea casually.
"Mr. Song, Yuzhu"
In the video, Shan Liting also saw the two of them and immediately greeted them with a smile.
Jin Yuzhu did not respond, her posture was very lazy and noble, and her eyes were lightly closed.
"Sister Ting, Sister Min."
Song Cheng smiled and said, "Are you in the hotel?"
Shan Liting was wearing a slim-fitting dress and was sitting on the sofa, her black silk stockings legs casually crossed. She said with a smile, "Yeah, it's raining, so we can't have a good time at the horse farm."
aside.
Zhuang Min sat upright, looking at the camera without saying a word, with a strange look in his eyes.
"How's my horse?"
Song Cheng asked.
"good."
Shan Liting chuckled and said, "A horse worth millions of dollars can't be much worse."
Song Cheng nodded and said, "I'll go over and take a look tomorrow."
Hearing this.
Jin Yuzhu opened her eyes slightly, and exhaled with her red lips slightly parted.
"That horse is not tamed."
Shan Liting said meaningfully: "I wonder if Mr. Song has that ability."
There is no shortage of skills.
Song Cheng said nothing. A cigarette appeared in his hand and he put it in his mouth.
See this.
Jin Yuzhu's eyes lit up slightly. After a pause, she stood up slightly and took the lighter from the tea table. She knelt beside him with her beautiful flesh-colored shiny legs together. Her delicate posture was very charming. She raised her hand to help light the cigarette.
With such a submissive look, it is obvious how much ability he has.
In the camera, Zhuang Min's eyes widened.
Shan Liting also breathed rapidly, pursed her lips, and had a strange look in her eyes.
Bang!
The dust machine ignited.
Song Cheng took a puff of cigarette, and instantly, the aura of a big boss emanated from him. Even through the camera, one could still feel such a submissive aura, making people want to kneel down.
"Do you think I can train this horse?"
Song Cheng opened his mouth, looking at the camera with sharp and cold eyes, and the killing effect of his eyes was triggered.
Under such power.
In the camera.
The two women's bodies suddenly trembled, their faces changed slightly, quickly becoming red, and their breathing became more rapid.
"Mr. Song."
Shan Liting spoke with a slightly trembling voice.
"Um?"
Song Cheng raised his eyebrows, his meaning unclear.
See this.
The camera shook a bit, then was fixed and positioned properly.
In the camera, Shan Liting looked charming, and she slowly knelt down with her beautiful black silk legs together under her hip skirt, her posture was very enchanting.
"Mr. Song can certainly train him."
The woman spoke in a soft tone and a humble manner.
"Where's Sister Min?"
Song Cheng smiled.
The next moment, a pair of beautiful legs wrapped in tight stretch pants walked into the camera, and then the beautiful legs were put together and then knelt down. The woman's delicate face and plump breasts wrapped in a tight stretch shirt were displayed in front of the camera.
"Mr. Song, you can teach me a lesson."
Zhuang Min spoke with difficulty, his expression and behavior tense and quite stiff.
Don't be in a hurry.
If the horse is disobedient, just train it more.
With his own strength, even the most noble and difficult-to-train horses are no problem.
Song Cheng pondered in his heart, caressing the noble woman who was kneeling beside him with her head down. When he opened his mouth to say something, he suddenly looked up at the door of the tea room.
“Chengcheng.”
"Why didn't you tell me you wanted to drink tea? Auntie brought you some tea sets."
Qin Xiuru walked in swayingly, carrying the precious tea set that her husband had carefully put away.
(End of this chapter)
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