Yunlong Hotel.
When Song Cheng and Jiang Fangyue were leaving, a taxi happened to stop by.
In the car, two women got out.
"sister?"
Song Jia, carrying her luggage, asked curiously, "What are you looking at?"
Lan Luoyu frowned slightly and shook his head: "Nothing."
She just saw a man and a woman get into a car and leave. The man looked familiar, and seemed to be Song Cheng.
But there are some uncertainties.
The man had an extraordinary temperament and was very eye-catching. The car he drove also looked very luxurious.
It shouldn’t be Song Cheng.
After all, Song Cheng is just a small clerk.
You must have seen it wrong.
She didn't pay much attention to it, turned around and left, saying, "Let's go. We're exhausted from the flight. Let's go eat first."
Song Jia hurried to follow.
Time passed and it was already afternoon.
One o'clock in the afternoon.
Song Cheng drove back to the Yunlong Villa mansion and did not send Jiang Fangyue back to Yunhe Mansion.
The car door opened.
Tang Qian was wearing an exquisite white cheongsam that hugged her hips. Her pair of flesh-colored shiny silk legs were straight, slender, and tight. Her silk feet were wearing twelve-centimeter white stilettos with red soles. She looked very sexy and gorgeous, and her hair was tied up in a dignified manner.
"Mr. Song, welcome home."
After the beautiful housekeeper opened the car door, she squatted down with her charming silk legs together, her squatting posture straight and upright. Her pair of delicate hands took Song Cheng's feet and placed them on the ground with consideration and tenderness.
The service was even more attentive.
Song Cheng was surprised. He looked at the beautiful housekeeper who was squatting in front of him with admiration. She raised her head and smiled sweetly, her eyes full of affection. He said with satisfaction, "Get up."
Tang Qian said softly, "Yes."
He agreed with his mouth, but his body did not move at all, as if he was waiting for something, looking very emotional.
See this.
Song Cheng simply took action, took the woman into his arms and stood up.
The woman's hands were already wrapped around his neck.
During the hug, their bodies were pressed very closely against each other, and they were very intimate. Such a scene made Jiang Fangyue in the passenger seat even more emotional, her breathing became rapid, and she kept biting her lips.
"Sister Qianqian is not honest."
Song Cheng joked.
"Mr. Song."
Tang Qian exhaled rapidly, breathing like orchid, and said in a trembling voice: "Qian Qian just misses you so much..."
Song Cheng said with a smile: "So?"
Tang Qian said coquettishly: "Qian Qian has done everything you ordered, please reward me, Master..."
Song Cheng said with satisfaction: "Anything else?"
Tang Qian said with a charming look: "Brother...good brother..."
It feels really wonderful to call a young man who is several years younger than you brother.
"very good."
Song Cheng was completely satisfied. He hugged the woman and kissed her deeply, and they became intimate.
soon.
Tang Qian was so satisfied that she felt weak both physically and mentally. After she opened her mouth, she staggered to the passenger door following Song Cheng and took Jiang Fangyue out of the car.
As a housekeeper, she should have supported Jiang Fangyue well.
But looking at his current condition, he is obviously in danger.
Song Cheng had no choice but to hug two aroused and weak women on his left and right, with sexy legs in stockings and staggering in high heels, and enter the mansion.
In sight.
The living room was bustling with activity. The women were all sitting together, showing off their beautiful legs in silk stockings that shone with charming luster, and laughing and talking happily.
When they saw Song Cheng coming back, all the beauties on the sofa looked over.
"Chengcheng is back."
Tong Qiuxia's shiny black silk legs were tightly crossed, and the spotless, exquisite stiletto heels on her silk feet gently fell on the carpet, leaving her naked, delicate black silk feet completely exposed to the air. She smiled and said, "It feels so good."
Qin Xiuru paused for breath, and with her delicate hands she casually adjusted the hem of her hip-hugging cheongsam skirt, revealing a pair of equally glossy, thin, transparent black legs. She said with a slight frown, "What good are you saying? You're up to no good as soon as you come back."
Look at Tang Qian and Jiang Fangyue, they look so evil and charming, not to mention how seductive they are.
And at the same time.
Tang Ya, Lin Rui, Wang Chenchen, Lin Xilei, and Yuesao Wenxin, the five women who saw the real owner for the first time, all couldn't help but stare blankly.
The woman in sight was very charming and emotional, but it was not worth mentioning. After all, the women present were all the same and they were already used to it.
But that man was very different.
He is tall, slender and well-proportioned, very stylish, with an extraordinary temperament, handsome facial features as if they were cut by a knife and an axe, and a pair of eyes that are bright and restrained.
Before they even got close, they could feel the indescribable aura slowly spreading from the man, which made them feel weak both physically and mentally, and inexplicably cozy, warm, safe and happy.
The first impression was just too perfect.
This man is really perfect, every part of him is perfect, there is not a single flaw to be found, he is full of energy and spirit, without a trace of lethargy or debauchery.
Unexpectedly serious and upright.
As she watched intently, the man in her sight seemed to grow taller, with an indescribable power that made her want to kneel down in submission.
Tang Ya finally understood and felt relieved.
It is indeed a blessing to have such a perfect boss, and it would be even happier if something could happen.
She let out a light breath and adjusted her thin green hip-hugging cheongsam, revealing her beautiful legs in thin, pearly grey silk. She calmly assessed the expressions of the other women around her.
"It's boring."
Lin Rui's eyes were filled with amazement, but her body was honest. Her body and legs, wrapped in a glossy, sheer, pearlescent black silk stocking, subconsciously tensed up. She said with disappointment, "I thought with so many women and so much money, he would be a short, bald old man with dark circles under his eyes, listless, pale, and unsteady steps. I didn't expect him to look so good."
It's really handsome.
No one cares about such words.
"It's him, it's really him..."
Beside her, Wang Chenchen raised her hands to cover her full chest, which was wrapped in a tight, thin white dress. Her breathing was rapid, her cheeks were rosy, and she murmured in a trembling voice, "I remember now, it was really him that night, but that him seemed different..."
Even if I remember it, the memory is still vague.
In my vague memory, the man that night was far less impressive than he is now.
"Mr. Song..."
Lin Xilei said with admiration, "It really didn't disappoint. No wonder so many women in the family like it so willingly."
Such a perfect and wealthy man is definitely a top male god, hard to come by.
With this appearance, it is hard for any woman not to be moved.
She was no exception. She was able to remain calm thanks to the fact that she was no longer a girl. Otherwise, she would not be much better than Lin Rui and Wang Chenchen beside her.
Look at the confinement nanny at home.
Lin Xilei's eyes moved and fell on Wen Xin, the confinement nanny beside her.
At this moment, the woman was also breathing rapidly, her eyes were bright, and she sat up straight involuntarily, instinctively showing off her enchanting figure wrapped in a one-piece hip skirt, and her pair of eye-catching legs in thin, shimmering flesh-colored stockings and silk high heels.
Obviously, this woman was also moved, no better than other women.
This is indeed the case.
The first time she saw Song Cheng, Wen Xin, who already had very high requirements for appearance, felt suffocated physically and mentally. After seeing him for a while, she subconsciously compared him with her husband.
There is no comparison at all.
Her husband was also very handsome, but she was completely crushed by the man in front of her, making her forget everything about her husband in an instant. The only thing left in her body, mind and heart was the figure of the man in front of her, which was completely filled.
In contrast, the five women were in a daze and emotional.
The other women present seemed much more natural and relaxed.
Of course, Jiang Caizhi still felt a little uncomfortable. After all, it was hard to remain indifferent when seeing her beloved man hugging two beautiful women in his arms.
"Chengcheng, why did you bring Yueyue here?"
On the sofa, Qin Xiuru stood up to greet him, and asked knowingly, "What's wrong with Yueyue?"
Song Cheng released Jiang Fangyue, who was unable to move, from his arms and said with a smile, "She's tired. Let her have a good rest."
Tang Qian recovered and supported him, saying, "I'll take Madam to the bedroom to rest."
Wan Jiao left with a smile and went to arrange lunch.
Jin Yuzhu and Pang Jiayao did not disturb him and got up and left slowly.
Shi Wan'er, Dong Wenyan, and Jiang Xinqing also left and went to the table to eat the lunch that had been prepared in advance.
"Why are you so tired when you're fine?"
Qin Xiuru raised her hand and slapped him lightly, "You must be causing trouble again, kid."
Tong Qiuxia stood up and said softly, "Okay, don't hurt Chengcheng."
Qin Xiuru rolled her eyes at her sisters, casually took the bad boy's arm, stood up straight with her silk legs and said, "I'll deal with you later. Come and meet these people first."
On the sofa.
Jiang Caizhi held her two children in her arms, pursed her lips and watched the scene in front of her without disturbing them.
Tang Ya, Lin Rui, Wang Chenchen, Lin Xilei, and Wen Xin all stood up, looking charming and sexy.
See this.
Song Cheng sat down on the sofa, casually took Jiang Caizhi, who was holding the child, in his arms, looked up and down at the five beauties in front of him, and said with a smile: "Not bad."
Qin Xiuru sat down with him, leaning against him and said, "Okay, Chengcheng is back, you two should introduce yourselves again."
Tong Qiuxia stretched out her hand and said softly, "Chenchen, give me the child."
Wang Chenchen quickly handed over the daughter in her arms, her eyes inexplicably red.
"Mr. Song."
Tang Ya stepped forward gracefully, her silk feet in stiletto heels, her chest and hips lifted, her legs and waist straightened in tight stockings, and she nodded and smiled, "I finally meet your real master."
"I'm Tang Ya, the general manager of Youwu Media."
The woman was wearing a tight, skin-tight, thin, hip-hugging, open-chested, backless, high-slit cheongsam with suspenders. Her sexy curves were hard to conceal, and she was so beautiful that it was hard to look away.
"I've heard a lot about you, Mr. Tang."
Song Cheng took the tea handed to him by the good aunt beside him and drank it, then said with satisfaction: "You are also my senior, you are welcome, please sit down."
Tang Ya stepped forward again, kneeling down slowly with her beautiful legs in stockings together. After a moment of vacant eyes, she regained consciousness with difficulty. She was even more aroused and unbearable. With rapid breathing, she looked up at the man sitting in front of her, who was as majestic as a god. She surrendered herself physically and mentally, and said in a trembling voice, "Mr. Song, you're joking."
"Yaya is your senior, but she is more importantly your subordinate. As a subordinate, I should not sit in front of you, but kneel and serve you well."
Such a sudden change of humble attitude.
Lin Rui suddenly felt strange.
Qin Xiuru and Tong Qiuxia understood what was going on and smiled without saying anything.
After yesterday's lesson, Jiang Caizhi was also very aware of the strange charm that her man had acquired without her knowing when. She felt the same way and subconsciously hugged the two children in her arms. Her breathing became rapid and her body and mind trembled inexplicably.
No way.
Never be jealous again.
Jiaojiao is right. There is really no point in being jealous. You should find more sisters to share the burden with.
Bad husband, he never showed these things in the three years we were in love. He is such a bad guy. It feels like the husband I dated for those three years was a fake, familiar yet strange.
The bad husband in front of me has to be re-acquainted...
Speechless.
Jiang Caizhi leaned against something and looked at the profile of the man next to her, her eyes full of admiration and affection.
"Thank you for your hard work, Senior."
Song Cheng smiled, letting the woman kneel humbly, and casually grabbed the hand of the good aunt beside him who couldn't help but hit him, and continued: "This is..."
He looked at the woman in front of him who was wearing shiny black stockings and gently covering her body with her hands, and asked the question even though he knew the answer.
"Mr. Song asks even though he already knows the answer."
Lin Rui took a deep breath and said, "Boss Wan must have already told you who I am. You must have also seen our educational videos."
Hearing this.
Wang Chenchen's cheeks were rosy and attractive, and she lowered her head and lightly lifted her hair.
"I want to hear it from you."
Song Cheng simply said, "Come here, kneel down and talk."
This woman is the toughest one, so tough that even the senior sister can't get rid of her toughness.
"I'll kneel if you want me to?"
Lin Rui snorted softly, "I still want you to kneel with me."
What kind of words are you talking about?
Qin Xiuru frowned and said, "Chengcheng is the head of the family, how can he kneel to you, Ruirui, be obedient and stop making trouble."
Lin Rui glanced at the beautiful woman and said indifferently, "Aunt Qin, I thought you had the highest status in this family. Now it seems that you are not much better when facing him."
"You are afraid of him, but I am not."
"Boss Song, I came here this time just to see who you are and why you let that woman Wan Jiao bully me like this."
"As for serving you, I have no interest in that."
"If you're unhappy with me, feel free to bully me, but don't expect me to kneel down and serve you."
very good.
As expected of the well-known tiger lady, she is indeed very fierce.
However, this woman probably restrained herself. Although she was not polite, she did not greet her ancestors.
Song Cheng smiled, raised his hand and gently held down the good aunt who wanted to stand up to teach her a lesson, and said softly: "Sister Ruirui, what if I ask you to kneel down and serve me?"
beg?
Lin Rui blinked and said subconsciously: "You, you beg me?"
Song Cheng nodded and said, "Sis is so powerful, I can only beg you."
Lin Rui frowned and said, "You are such a powerful person, and you want to beg me? Come on, I don't believe it."
"And I don't buy that either."
"I'm a tough guy, not a soft guy. If you want to conquer me, come and get me if you can."
hehe.
Song Cheng shook his head and said, "Let me conquer you and give you the hard stuff. Unless you beg me, I will only give you the soft stuff."
What hard and soft.
Qin Xiuru looked at him with reproach, and raised her hand, unable to help but gently slap the bad boy's paw again.
Jiang Caizhi's face turned red when he heard this.
Tong Qiuxia held the child in her arms, her eyes quietly and charmingly like water.
"I'm not begging you."
Lin Rui snorted, "Whether you want to eat it or not, it's useless to beg me. Don't even think about me kneeling down for you."
Softness can overcome hardness, but when strength is strong enough, hardness can also defeat hardness.
Song Cheng did not intend to overcome the opponent's strength with strength. He decided to overcome the opponent's strength with softness to see how long this woman could hold on.
"That's a shame."
Song Cheng shook his head and sighed, "Sister Ruirui, for a woman as beautiful as you, I really can't conquer you by force."
"I consider myself a person who cherishes women. I am always gentle and loving to women and I can't bear to hurt them in the slightest."
Be gentle and considerate to women?
Jiang Caizhi thought about the difficult situation he had experienced yesterday, and his body and mind became extremely weak.
My husband is a liar.
It's obviously the ability, not the talent.
"Then you can pet them."
Lin Rui casually pushed Wang Chenchen away, then sat down and said, "I don't need your pampering."
Wang Chenchen was caught off guard and stumbled.
Seeing this, Song Cheng raised his hand and easily caught the woman, holding her in his arms.
"Mr. Song..."
Wang Chenchen was nervous both physically and mentally, and seemed to find it difficult to speak. His expression was very unnatural and his eyes were flickering.
Tang Ya knelt down, relaxed and at ease.
Qin Xiuru asked with concern: "Chengcheng, have you ever bullied Chenchen?"
Song Cheng comforted the woman in his arms and said seriously, "I did get drunk once and passed out."
"Afterwards, I realised what might have happened, but my memory is really hazy and I can't recall it."
"But after seeing Sister Chenchen, I suddenly remembered something."
"I'm sorry about Sister Chenchen."
"I'm so sorry to you and Caizhi."
Hearing this.
Wang Chenchen raised her head with red eyes and said, "That night...was it really you..."
Jiang Caizhi felt inexplicably complicated.
"It's most likely."
Song Cheng sighed, "If I remember correctly, we do need to do a paternity test just in case."
Wang Chenchen didn't want to be confused anymore, so he lowered his head and said emotionally, "Well, I'll listen to you. I'll listen to you on everything."
Qin Xiuru said softly, "That's the best. I'll ask Doctor Guan to come over later."
Song Cheng nodded, hugged the woman who seemed to relax inexplicably, and looked up at the last two women.
"Mr. Song."
Lin Xilei was wearing a black lace hollow long-sleeved dress that covered her hips. Her black stockings were tightly pressed together. She walked forward with a smile and said, "I'm also from Youwu Media. I'm not young anymore and have a fifteen-year-old son. I hope Mr. Song doesn't mind."
Song Cheng smiled and said, "Sister Lin is very beautiful. You can't tell at all that she is the mother of a fifteen-year-old son. Please take a seat."
Lin Xilei sat down slowly and said dignifiedly, "I'm glad that Mr. Song doesn't mind. You are my boss. If you need anything, just tell me to do it."
Song Cheng simply said: "Sister Lin, you don't have to be so polite. I always respect women and all the sisters."
Qin Xiuru glared.
Bad boy, he says he respects others but his hands are not honest at all, and he always asks people to call him brother. There is no distinction between superiors and inferiors at all.
"Mr. Song is such a nice person."
Lin Xilei's eyes flickered as she said, "Rui Rui is so ungrateful. I'll apologize to you on her behalf."
Lin Rui said unhappily: "Don't do it for me. Although we both have the surname Lin, we are not related by a long shot. Sister Lin should take care of herself."
Lin Xilei smiled without saying anything and was not angry.
Qin Xiuru scolded, "Ruirui, just keep being so stubborn. No one is bullying you, but since you are so uncooperative, someone has to make amends for you."
"With so many women in the family, everyone will apologize for you. You can't ignore these favors."
Moral kidnapping?
Lin Rui sneered and disagreed.
Song Cheng didn't care and looked at the last woman, the warm confinement nanny.
Warm, nice name.
She is also very beautiful. (End of this chapter)
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