Yunyan Pavilion is a dual beauty club that includes light medical beauty.
There is no so-called VIP division in the club, because all customers who enter the club are VIP customers and are treated equally. Therefore, the club charges very high fees, and ordinary people cannot enter. It only serves the richest women in Yuncheng.
It doesn’t matter whether it makes money or not. Yu Meiyun is not short of money anyway. With a fund of one million a day, she doesn’t have to worry about the club going bankrupt.
Therefore, the club only pursues elegance and style, and pursues the ultimate high-end.
The entire club has only three floors, but it covers a large area. The first and second floors are the beauty area and the medical beauty area, and the third floor is the leisure and entertainment area, which includes employee dining, rest areas, etc.
It was noon.
Outside the window, the sky was cold and the rain that had stopped for a while fell again, still drizzling, which made people feel very comfortable.
The living room on the third floor of the clubhouse.
Song Cheng sat casually, listening to Sister Yun in his arms softly introducing the details of the club, with a satisfied look on his face.
If you are not pursuing profit and are not short of money, you can do whatever makes you comfortable.
"Meiyun, you did the right thing."
Qin Xiuru sat in a dignified posture, her pair of shiny, thin, black stockings casually crossed, and said with satisfaction, "With Chengcheng here, the club doesn't need to think about making money. It just needs to focus on the three aspects of high-end comfort and privacy."
Tong Qiuxia, wearing a tight, fitted, high-waisted, high-slit cheongsam with a white lace hollow pattern, also sat down relaxedly, saying calmly, "I think we should be more thorough. We should only serve our own people here, and we shouldn't entertain those women from outside."
"I don't need to make money anyway."
That makes sense.
Qin Xiuru nodded slightly.
Wei Xuanxuan served tea and water very considerately.
“As you wish…”
Chen Yizhen understood and said, "To put it bluntly, they want to turn this place into a private harem."
Harem...
Yang Rong felt like she was sitting on pins and needles, her body and mind tense. Her delicate hands kept adjusting the hem of her skirt, her eyes filled with surprise.
Song Cheng laughed dumbly and shook his head, saying, "No need, Auntie. You are so beautiful, you don't need beauty treatments anymore. You won't need this place."
Qin Xiuru scolded: "A woman's beauty needs to be well maintained and cared for. Even if medical beauty doesn't require it, the beauty care here is still quite necessary."
Tong Qiuxia said slowly, "Chengcheng, look, my manicure is all ruined. I need to get it redone."
Wei Xuanxuan's clear eyes were filled with emotion, and she smiled sweetly as she said softly, "It's good to just serve our own people."
Chen Yizhen disagreed and changed the subject, "Sister Yun, now that your beauty salon is done, shouldn't you help me with my cafe next?"
Cafe?
Song Cheng casually asked, "What are you going to do with your coffee shop?"
Shen Yizhen said as a matter of course: "People."
Yu Meiyun's delicate body slumped in the arms of the good man beside her, her eyes filled with emotion, her breath as sweet as orchid as she spoke, "Chengcheng, Yun'er has acquired Xiaohan's personnel training organization. Yizhen's coffee shop needs a lot of beautiful women. In the future, you can ask Xiaohan to find people specifically for the coffee shop's business training."
All right.
Ms. Shen really intends to turn the coffee shop into a brand-name coffee shop for beautiful women.
Song Cheng said with a smile: "Then do it. If you don't have enough money, just ask Mr. Yao for it."
Qin Xiuru smiled and said, "Okay, you guys can discuss the work matters on yourselves later. Now let's talk about something serious."
It's not serious.
Shen Yizhen sat on the sofa with her beautiful white silk legs and hips under her high-waisted pleated skirt, stretching them freely and rolling her eyes imperceptibly.
"Rongrong..."
Qin Xiuru looked at the only outsider present, the gentle and beautiful married woman, and said with a smile, "I heard from your daughter that you are coming here to bring a gift this time?"
Hearing this, Song Cheng was also very interested.
"I…"
Yang Rong looked at the eyes that were all fixed on her, and her body and mind suddenly became tense again. She couldn't help but say, "Teacher Wei and Teacher Xu have helped me and my daughter so much. I, I want to thank them both very much."
Wei Xuanxuan wore a tight black lace blouse with a hollow pattern and a high-waisted white silk skirt that hugged her hips. The suspenders were thin and transparent, and the shiny gray silk silk was woven together. Her silk feet gently stepped on the silver glittering stilettos. She smiled and said, "Madam Yang, you're welcome. This is what we should do."
Tong Qiuxia's eyes were charming as she said slowly and calmly, "For this kind of thing, Rongrong, you can just thank her privately. It has nothing to do with Meiyun's club opening."
Qin Xiuru nodded and said, "I see, you're dressed like this, obviously you came here to congratulate the club on its opening, so don't lie."
Shen Yizhen watched with a smile and did not interrupt.
"I...this is..."
Yang Rong's breathing was rapid, her speech was somewhat incoherent, and she said with an inexplicably difficult tone: "I just came to see..."
See this.
Song Cheng said casually: "Auntie, Auntie Xia, you should stop making things difficult for Madam Yang."
Qin Xiuru ignored him and continued, "Come and take a look. Now that you're done, Rongrong, it's time for you to leave."
Tong Qiuxia stopped talking and smiled inexplicably.
Walk…
Yang Rong hesitated and couldn't help but look up at the man sitting opposite her with a beautiful woman in his arms.
I'm sorry.
The man did not try to persuade her to stay, his expression was indifferent.
She couldn't help but feel disappointed. Thinking of her kneeling seductive posture, her perky buttocks and exposed beautiful legs exposed to the man's gaze when she fell down the stairs just now, her body and mind went weak again.
And Jun Ge's instructions...
"Yes, that's right..."
Finally, she bit her lips lightly, her cheeks flushed, raised her hand to lift the hair by her ear, pretended to look at the rain outside the window casually, and said softly: "Brother Jun asked me to come and see, and by the way, invite Mr. Song to have dinner at home if he has time."
Brother Jun?
Song Cheng was confused and asked, "Madam Yang, who is this Jun brother?"
Yang Rong took a deep breath and said, "Pang Jun, Mr. Song should know him."
The words fell.
Tong Qiuxia's eyes were strange, and she looked him up and down and asked, "What is your relationship with him?"
Yang Rong felt inexplicably flustered, but she tried to remain calm and said, "I'm Jun's...lover..."
Tong Qiuxia chuckled and said, "Okay, it seems he has a lot of mistresses outside. I thought there were only two, but I didn't expect there was another one here."
What's the meaning?
Yang Rong looked at the beautiful lady in front of her and said hesitantly, "You are..."
Shen Yizhen's face was full of gossip. She was so excited that she couldn't help shaking her thin, shiny white silk legs and silk high heels. She even picked up the fresh fruits on the table with her delicate hands and started eating them.
"I am Pang Jun's wife in name only."
Tong Qiuxia introduced herself confidently, showcasing her alluring and sexy figure wrapped in a tight-fitting white lace cheongsam with hollowed-out patterns. Her legs, in flesh-colored glossy silk, were tightly crossed, and her feet were clad in twelve-centimeter red-soled stilettos. With a seductive look, she said, "I'm only his wife in name only. Ever since he started having a mistress twenty years ago, we no longer have a true husband-and-wife relationship. We're more of a team than just collaborating on some activities."
"So, you don't have to be afraid."
"I have no extra opinions about you."
However.
Having said that, Yang Rong was still extremely nervous at the first moment, her eyes widened in disbelief.
For so many years, she never asked about Jun Ge's family affairs and his wife, and just acted as a lover. However, she didn't expect to meet Jun Ge's wife here today.
And it seems that this woman has an unclear relationship with Mr. Song in front of her.
"You, you are Jun's wife..."
Yang Rong came back to her senses and couldn't help but ask, "How could you, how could you do this? Even if you're just my wife in name only, you, you can't do this..."
See this.
Shen Yizhen became even more excited and couldn't help but take out her phone to film it, muttering: "The main wife and the mistress, exciting, let's fight..."
Qin Xiuru smiled but said nothing.
Yu Meiyun was so emotional that she didn't care about these things.
Wei Xuanxuan looked worried.
Song Cheng...
He grabbed his good sister's flesh-colored shiny silk legs and was surprised.
It was such a coincidence that this woman turned out to be Pang Jun’s lover.
Think about it carefully.
I already have an unclear relationship with Aunt Xia and Pang Jiayao, and now there's another lover...
This is too difficult to comment on.
Are they trying to catch all of Mr. Pang’s wife and lover in one fell swoop?
hiss.
What hatred and grudge?
Did Mr. Pang owe me something in my previous life?
Not only does he take care of himself in real estate, but now he's also giving women away...
It is not allowed.
Ms. Yang said that she could not get involved in this matter anymore and must keep her distance.
He glanced at Shen Yizhen, who looked excited, and shook his head slightly.
It's no big deal to watch the fun.
at the same time.
Facing the question, Tong Qiuxia glanced at him lightly, still smiling and said, "Why not?"
"You have to know that the reason I didn't divorce him is because his business is huge. If we divorce, I will take half of it, which will have a significant impact on his career."
"It's because he can't leave, not because I don't want to leave."
"Our marriage is dead in name only. I am free to be with whoever I want. If he minds, he can just use this as an excuse to kick me out."
"I'll just let him do it."
"But you, Rongrong, I see you're not that old, more than ten years younger than me, yet you became his lover at such a young age and even gave birth to a daughter for him."
"You're still dressed so beautifully to meet people."
"Tell me, where do you get the right to make decisions for him and question me?"
Such words.
Yang Rong's face gradually turned pale, her delicate hands tightly grasped the hem of her skirt, and her body trembled slightly.
Yes, I am just a lover. How can I be qualified to question the master in front of him and make decisions for Jun Ge?
"It's fine."
Wei Xuanxuan couldn't bear it, so she immediately went forward and sat down next to the woman, hugged her, and gently comforted her, "Don't look down on yourself, don't give up on yourself..."
If a woman does not sort out the current situation properly, she will definitely have psychological problems.
"Thank you, Teacher Wei."
Yang Rong's body softened, she buried her head and sobbed, "I'm sorry, I'm really sorry..."
Wei Xuanxuan continued to comfort her softly.
"Look at you..."
Qin Xiuru said angrily, "You're already grown up and have let things go. Why are you bullying a girl now?"
Tong Qiuxia's eyes were calm, and she opened her red lips slightly as she said, "If Zhengming was keeping a lover outside without telling you, you wouldn't be as open-minded as I am."
Qin Xiuru snorted lightly: "Zhengming is not your man, so he can't do that kind of thing."
Shen Yizhen blinked and said, "Sister Xia, are you sure you don't want to fight? I'm ready to take a good picture and watch you tear your hair and clothes."
Yu Meiyun said softly and coquettishly, "Yezhen, stop talking nonsense."
Song Cheng sighed, "Sister Xia, you are indeed too gentle."
Tong Qiuxia felt warm in her heart and said softly, "So, Wenrou will be bullied. Chengcheng, you have to stand up for your aunt."
Song Cheng's sixth sense was triggered, and he said decisively: "No, Aunt Xia, I can't be the master of this."
Tong Qiuxia stood up, smiling, her hips beneath her hip-hugging cheongsam resting lightly on the edge of the coffee table. Her legs, slender and taut in their flesh-colored silk stockings, stood straight and taut. She looked at the young man in front of her, casually picked up a grape and fed it to him, saying, "Chengcheng, the person has been sent over, and there's no need to be polite with him."
This is not a question that can be asked politely.
Song Cheng opened his mouth and ate the grapes. With Auntie and Sister Yun by his side, he said helplessly, "Sister Xia, please don't embarrass me. Madam Yang is really not good enough."
Tong Qiuxia insisted, "You have to do it, even if it's not okay. If you don't make the decision for me, I won't agree today. I will continue to deal with you with your aunt."
Song Cheng simply said, "That won't work either."
Qin Xiuru and Yu Meiyun were very considerate and helped feed Grape.
For a while.
Song Cheng and Tong Qiuxia were arguing with each other.
Yang Rong calmed down with Wei Xuanxuan's comfort and care. After she came to her senses, she heard the two people arguing and talking, and her body and mind trembled again.
What, what has been delivered? You're welcome...
Still, it really doesn’t work...
Are you really that incompetent that you wouldn't even accept it if someone offered it to you?
Her mind was in a state of confusion and after she came to her senses, she felt shameless again.
In the end, the pulling was fruitless.
"I won't tell you anymore."
Tong Qiuxia glared, then stood up and swayed her body, walking forward with her beautiful legs in flesh-colored shiny silk and silk high heels intertwined, and sat down next to Yang Rong.
Shen Yizhen couldn't wait to make way.
Is the fight about to start?
"you…"
Looking at the woman sitting next to her, Yang Rong suddenly felt nervous and alert.
"Don't be nervous."
Tong Qiuxia smiled gently, and took the woman's hand with her delicate hand, saying in a very intimate and natural way, "I won't do anything to you."
Shen Yizhen was disappointed.
Wei Xuanxuan tried to comfort her, "Mrs. Yang, please trust Sister Qiuxia."
Yang Rong relaxed a little, and said unnaturally, "Then, then what do you want from me?"
Tong Qiuxia's beautiful eyes flickered as she breathed out, "Rongrong, from now on, we can just call each other sisters. There won't be any other men besides Chengcheng."
Yang Rong looked at Song Cheng, her body and mind weak, her cheeks flushed, and she did not comment.
"Now, let's talk."
Tong Qiuxia continued, "You came here to give a gift this time. What gift do you want to give?"
Yang Rong shuddered, her eyes flickering as she said, "No gift, really. I just came to see him and invite Mr. Song to dinner on his behalf. That's all."
Tong Qiuxia's delicate hands fell on the woman's skirt to help straighten it out, and she said with a hint of meaning, "Come here to ask for favors dressed like this is not something a decent woman should do."
Yang Rong couldn't stand it anymore and raised her head and said, "Yizhen asked me to come here dressed like this."
Tong Qiuxia said calmly, "Are you so obedient to Yizhen?"
Yang Rong was speechless.
"Okay, Aunt Xia."
Song Cheng couldn't help but say, "Don't embarrass me. Madam Yang, let me take you away."
As he said this, he was about to stand up.
"Sit still."
Qin Xiuru stopped him, saying, "Don't mess with the adults' affairs."
It's no big deal.
Song Cheng refused and was about to get up.
Then, he looked helplessly at his aunt who was in public without saying a word, but suddenly opened his mouth and bit her unscrupulously. In an instant, he was held tightly and could not get up at all.
Such a scene.
Yang Rong also saw it, her body and mind trembled, her eyes widened, and she couldn't help but raise her hand to cover her mouth.
She looked at the other women around her, but saw that they were not surprised at all and did not react at all.
"Don't make a fuss."
Tong Qiuxia said meaningfully: "In the future... you can also bully him and deal with him like this..."
Yang Rong didn't dare to look or think any more, and turned her face away and said, "I, I really should go."
Tong Qiuxia said slowly, "Don't be anxious. You just arrived. Sit down for a while and let's have a good chat."
"The gift hasn't been delivered yet, so you can't leave."
Where are the gifts?
Yang Rong gritted her teeth and said, "I've prepared a red envelope gift to congratulate the club on its opening."
As he said that, he opened his bag and started searching.
"We don't need your little gift money."
Tong Qiuxia pressed on, "Rongrong, Chengcheng gave your brother Jun a set of four treasures of the study yesterday. They are worth hundreds of millions, inestimable."
"Judging from your appearance, you came here not only to take a look and treat Chengcheng to a meal, but also because he asked you to return the gift on his behalf?"
Have you guessed this?
Yang Rong was surprised, but after realizing what was happening, she quickly shook her head and said, "No, I, I can't afford it."
Tong Qiuxia whispered in her ear, "You have to pay it back even if you can't. Otherwise, don't even think about leaving today."
Yang Rong suddenly felt powerless.
"If you don't leave, then don't leave."
She subconsciously grasped Teacher Wei's hand, leaning against it for protection, and took a deep breath, saying, "Anyway, I can't afford it anyway."
"If you have the ability, go ahead and bully me..."
She decided to give up.
"If we want to bully you, you have to cooperate with us."
Tong Qiuxia joked, "If you don't cooperate, we won't be able to bully you."
You still want me to cooperate?
Yang Rong couldn't believe it, and gritted her teeth as she said, "I can't cooperate. You can bully me. I'm your mistress anyway, so I deserve to be bullied by you."
Tong Qiuxia hugged the woman and said softly and intimately, "You have to cooperate."
Yang Rong felt the woman's intimacy, and her body and mind felt strange. She insisted, "No, I can't do it."
Tong Qiuxia said calmly, "Xuanxuan, what should we do?"
Wei Xuanxuan smiled lightly, her clear eyes bright and charming, and she said softly, "It's just a gift, Sister Rongrong. We can ask Mr. Song what gift he wants."
That makes sense.
Tong Qiuxia said with a slight frown, "Alright, this difficult question should be decided by Chengcheng. Rongrong, what do you think?"
Yang Rong looked at the man and said with rapid breathing, "Okay, okay."
Tong Qiuxia translated, "So, no matter what gift Chengcheng wants, as long as he asks, you have to give it and take the initiative to cooperate, right?"
Yang Rong said in a trembling voice, "Yeah, yeah, I, I'll cooperate."
very good.
Tong Qiuxia sat up straight, looked at the helpless man, and chuckled, "Chengcheng, Rongrong said that you decide on the gift."
"Tell me, what gift do you want Rongrong to give you?"
"Auntie, let me tell you first, Rongrong can't leave until this gift is given away."
Um?
Song Cheng was stunned.
Decide what gift to give yourself?
He breathed a sigh of relief and said simply, "It's just a gift, Madam Yang. I see you..."
He looked up and down at the woman opposite him and paused.
What gift do you want?
money?
What kind of gift is this?
thing?
What's on this woman?
I thought I could just ask for something casually as a gift, but now it seems it’s not that easy…
(End of this chapter)
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