My daughter is sick.
Yang Rong knew this and felt very guilty, but there was nothing she could do.
Apart from being a lover, she has never done anything and has never lacked love for her daughter, but this does not change anything.
In the eyes of relatives and friends, she is still an unruly single mother who gave birth to a daughter without getting married. She is always subjected to strange looks, speculations and rumors.
Her parents never treated her well, so naturally, her daughter was also affected.
Although she rarely goes home except during the holidays, the family and environment she encounters every time she returns still have an impact on her daughter.
certainly.
She also knew in her heart that her daughter really wanted a father to accompany her and wanted fatherly love.
only…
She was just a lover, and the man didn't have much time to spend with her and her daughter.
Now, her daughter wants her to be the lover of the man in front of her...
Yang Rong subconsciously looked again at the young man in front of her, who was calm, gentle, and so handsome that it made her heart beat faster.
It's hard not to be moved by a man with such a perfect appearance.
Especially women, and she is no exception.
Just looking at the other beautiful women present, I don't have any advantages...
Are these women really all this man’s lovers?
Yang Rong was at a loss of composure, her thoughts in a mess, and she was caught off guard by her daughter's shocking words.
As for Yang Nannan’s words.
Wei Xuanxuan immediately understood why the girl said that. It was obviously because Song Cheng's appearance brought a different feeling.
In fact, she also felt that Song Cheng was a little different today.
Today's men have an inexplicable infectious power. Under the influence of this infectious power, she feels infinite beauty and light, infinite warmth and comfort.
This feeling really heals people's hearts. I think Nannan suddenly said these words because she was healed by this infectious power.
In comparison.
Li Qingqing, Bai Jing, and Yao Lanyin seemed much calmer, like completely interested bystanders.
Song Cheng saw through the little girl's heart and understood what she was thinking. It was nothing more than wanting to see him more often in the future and being obsessed with the healing feeling he brought her.
Under the effect of his exclusive ability, Damn Gentleness, coupled with the Demon Lord's strong demeanor, the effectiveness of his ability is enhanced, so he can now indeed heal the hearts of others by radiating gentleness and kindness.
In theory, depression can be cured.
only…
He looked at the beautiful woman opposite him who looked inexplicably uneasy, with an unnatural expression and slightly red cheeks, and shook his head slightly.
"Does Nannan like painting?"
Song Cheng looked at the little girl sitting in his arms.
"dislike."
Yang Nannan didn't hesitate.
"You can't dislike it."
Song Cheng smiled and said, "I'll take you to see a sister painting."
As he said this, he stood up, picked up the little girl, and walked towards the adjacent painting room with the women around him.
At the door of the studio.
Shen Yizhen walked out with an unnatural look on her face and bumped into a group of people.
A quick glance.
She was confused and asked, "What's going on?"
Song Cheng simply said, "Go in and take a look at the paintings."
Look at paintings?
Shen Yizhen coughed and said, "What are you looking at? You are not allowed to look at anything good. Go, go, go."
Xu Ruyan is painting inside.
How could anyone look at that painting, especially when there was a mother and daughter who were strangers present? They were not allowed to look at it casually or be disturbed.
She raised her hand to drive him away without any courtesy.
Song Cheng said thoughtfully: "Inconvenient?"
Chen Yi said unhappily, "It's good that you know. Hurry up and leave."
Such an attitude.
Bai Jing couldn't help but ask softly: "Qingqing, who is this..."
Yao Lanyin was also surprised.
After all, the man in front of her was so extraordinary, but the woman's words and actions were very rude.
"She is Sim Ye-jin."
Li Qingqing felt the familiar tone and voice of the woman, and understood in her heart. She breathed quickly and said, "She is Mr. Song's woman, a real woman."
A real woman is obviously a woman who is completely eaten.
But even if you were to be eaten, you shouldn't be so rude.
Yao Lanyin frowned slightly.
Unless she is your wife, otherwise, as a lover you should have the awareness of a lover. How can you speak to your master like that?
But then again, one million a day, a lifelong security fund, is given, which shows how good Song Cheng is to the women around him. He is willing to give so much, which means he really likes and loves the women around him.
Those who are loved are always fearless.
She understood it, but then she remembered that Ms. Shen Yijin did not receive the fund protection provided by Song Cheng.
Is it because I don’t love you enough?
Otherwise, how could Song Chenggang not love the woman enough when he said he would give her a 100 million yuan investment?
Shake your head slightly.
Yao Lanyin was thoughtful and probably understood how Song Cheng got along with these women.
It is really pampering and true love.
In all her years of life, she had never been so pampered by a man...
Thinking of this, her eyes became dazed.
at the same time.
Bai Jing's thoughts were also drifting.
She could feel that the man in front of her was definitely not the kind of man without temper.
Just now in the car, the command for her to be herself made her feel the man's temper, as well as the unyielding meaning and pressure in his calmness.
It's not that he has no temper. On the contrary, this man has a very bad temper, so bad that it frightens her and makes her tremble physically and mentally. It is something she has never seen before. She is afraid, but instinctively desires to be conquered by the man's bad temper.
Such a powerful man, but now a woman is so rude to him, which makes her quite envious, surprised and unexpected.
If it were me...
Her breathing became rapid, her legs became weak, and she dared not fantasize any further.
Women have different thoughts.
Even Yang Rong was surprised and stunned, looking up and down at the beautiful woman in front of her who had just spoken to her.
"Let Yanyan clean it up."
Facing Shen Yizhen's expulsion, Song Cheng said with a smile: "I won't go in yet."
Shen Yizhen paused and sighed, "Okay, wait a minute."
After saying that, he returned to the studio.
Wei Xuanxuan also followed in to check the situation.
Song Cheng shook his head, looked at the little girl who had returned, and said softly, "Nannan, do you like Teacher Wei?"
Yang Nannan nodded seriously and said, "I like it."
Yang Rong couldn't help but say, "Nannan really likes Teacher Wei. I've taken her to see many psychologists and counselors, but Nannan always keeps silent to them. Only when she's with Teacher Wei does she become much better and is willing to talk and communicate."
Song Cheng smiled and said, "So, why is Teacher Wei different?"
Yang Rong hesitated and said, "Teacher Wei is very gentle, very considerate, and very nice."
Yang Nannan shook her head and said, "Sister Wei's things are very similar to my brother's, but my brother is better."
What?
Yang Rong didn't understand.
"happiness."
Song Cheng smiled and said, "Teacher Wei has a lot of happiness and beauty, so Nannan was also infected by it. Her mood improved and she was willing to talk and communicate."
Yang Nannan nodded, looked at the woman beside her and said, "Mom doesn't have this feeling. Among the three sisters, only this one has it a little bit."
Li Qingqing was accused and thought about yesterday's experience, and the several times she and Song Cheng had been intimate but stopped at the right time.
At that time, my body and mind were indeed very happy.
Now, I am indeed addicted to this kind of happiness and beauty, unable to extricate myself. I am always moved and exude charming spring feelings from the inside out.
"Mom, I want you to be happy too."
Yang Nannan blinked and said, "As my brother's woman, you can also be as happy and beautiful as Sister Wei."
Yang Rong paused for a moment, her eyes flickering as she said, "Stop talking nonsense."
Song Cheng didn't care. He stroked the girl's hair and continued, "So, you don't need me to accompany you. It's the same if you stay with these sisters."
"This Sister Yanyan is a painter. If you are willing, you can come here to learn painting in the future. With Sister Yanyan by your side, you will gradually get better in the future."
Yang Nannan said disappointedly: "After all, my brother just doesn't want my mother."
Yang Rong was extremely embarrassed and angry.
Song Cheng simply carried the girl into the studio and said casually, "I rarely steal other people's things."
There are many paintings in the studio.
The afternoon sun shines in through the windows, making the room bright and cool. Outside, you can see the beautiful Yun Lake at a glance.
In sight.
Behind a drawing board.
Xu Ruyan was sitting and drawing, her figure was largely obscured, and only a pair of beautiful legs in shiny grey silk and silk high heels could be seen apart.
Around women.
Wei Xuanxuan and Chen Yijin were pressed tightly together, stretching each other's beautiful legs in flesh-colored shiny silk and thin black silk. Both of their silk feet were stepping hard on twelve-centimeter high heels. Their eyes were fixed on the drawing board, their cheeks were inexplicably rosy, and their expressions were extremely charming.
"How did you get in?"
Shen Yizhen looked up, took a deep breath and said, “Don’t come over yet, Yanyan hasn’t finished painting yet.”
Wei Xuanxuan also looked up, her clear eyes filled with charming passion, and she whispered softly, "Boss Song, Yanyan still needs a little time."
To this.
Song Cheng raised his eyebrows and asked as he walked forward, "What are you drawing?"
After the drawing board.
Xu Ruyan's eyes were blank, the brush in her hand kept moving, and she opened her mouth and muttered, "Almost... done..."
Chen Yizhen couldn't stand it any longer, and hurried forward and said, "I told you not to come in, go away, go away, and don't look."
Yang Nannan was curious.
Yang Rong was also very puzzled.
Li Qingqing couldn't help it, so she went forward to check, and then her eyes widened and she became speechless.
This painting is so good...
She looked at the painting in front of her, and thought of yesterday afternoon vividly. She looked dazed, as if she had returned to yesterday afternoon again and replaced Meng Anni at that time.
See this.
Bai Jing and Yao Lanyin also went forward to check calmly, and then their eyes widened with surprise, their breathing became rapid, and they were in a daze.
This made Yang Rong even more curious.
What are you drawing?
She really couldn't help herself, so she went forward to check. As expected, she saw that no one said a word.
To this.
Shen Yizhen did not stop them, but just stopped Song Cheng and the little girl, very firmly.
"Okay, we won't watch it."
Song Cheng was helpless.
"I want to see it."
Yang Nannan was very curious.
"What are you looking at?"
Shen Yizhen said bluntly: "Have you finished your homework? Let's see if your mental illness has healed."
Yang Nannan was dissatisfied.
Song Cheng smiled without saying anything, holding the little girl in his arms, and sat down on the sofa in the rest area. He ordered, "Pour some water."
Shen Yizhen rolled her eyes, sat down aside and obediently poured water, but after pouring it, she started drinking it herself.
Bang!
Song Cheng slapped the woman's beautiful black silk legs.
Chen Yizhen's delicate body trembled, and she said with a charming look, "Hateful."
Song Cheng smiled, looked at the little girl and said, "How is it? Do you like it here?"
Yang Nannan nodded and blinked, "But I still want to spend more time with you, brother."
Song Cheng sighed, "This is impossible."
Yang Nannan said dejectedly, "Well, I can't always trouble these sisters. If mom is also my brother's woman, then mom will be just as happy. In this way, with mom by my side, I will get better faster."
Shen Yizhen handed over the tea and said, "That makes sense. You are really smart."
Song Cheng took a sip of tea and laughed, "Indeed, he's smart."
Yang Nannan's eyes lit up and she asked, "Brother agreed?"
Song Cheng shook his head.
Shen Yizhen, who was enjoying the fun, joked, "If he wants your mother to be his woman, he'll only consider it if your mother kneels down and begs him."
Song Cheng did not comment.
Yang Nannan said seriously: "Okay, I will persuade Mom."
Shen Yizhen asked curiously, "So what's going on with your mother?"
Yang Nannan looked at her mother, who was standing behind the drawing board, biting her lip and looking very tense, and said calmly, "Mom had me with a man, and then she was kept by that man."
Shen Yizhen waited for a moment, then calmly asked, "And then?"
Yang Nannan turned around and said, "Nothing more, that's all."
Shen Yizhen looked at him and said, "You don't look that old, how come you have depression? Is that man not good to you?"
Yang Nannan shook her head and said, "That man gives my mother one million every year and he loves my mother very much."
Shen Yizhen said disdainfully: "One million a year? That's just to send away beggars. Look at your brother. Being his woman, you can make one million a day."
Yang Nannan had no idea what one million meant and was indifferent.
"Forget it, you won't understand even if I tell you."
Shen Yizhen yawned and said, "Anyway, your mother is at a big loss."
On this occasion.
A cry of surprise came from Xu Ruyan behind the drawing board.
Song Cheng looked up, but because the drawing board was blocking his view, he couldn't see what was happening.
However, the women who were with Xu Ruyan were all in unusual condition. They seemed to have been standing for too long. They staggered and supported each other, sweating profusely.
"It's finished."
Chen Yizhen understood, and suddenly hit the man beside her, saying in an ambiguous way, "It's all your fault."
Song Cheng smiled and said, "So what did you draw?"
Shen Yizhen said disdainfully, "Go and see for yourself."
Song Cheng simply put Nannan down and got up to check.
Yang Nannan also wants to follow.
Shen Yizhen, however, held the little girl in her arms and said with a smile, "Little one, I don't think you look depressed."
Yang Nannan said disappointedly: "I don't want to talk to you."
Shen Yizhen immediately tickled him and said with a smile, "If you don't say anything, I'll tickle you until you say it."
Yang Nannan struggled.
Shen Yizhen held the little girl and kept hitting her, making a lot of noise.
at the same time.
After Song Cheng came to the drawing board, he looked at the women next to him, Xu Ruyan, who was sitting on the stool weakly with the paintbrush in her hand on the ground, and Teacher Wei who was leaning in his arms, and then his eyes shifted to the painting on the drawing board.
The painting is of himself, and it is an oil painting, so lifelike.
There is also a woman in the painting, but her face cannot be seen completely because she is leaning against his arms with her hands raised high, holding his head and looking up to kiss him.
so.
This is a painting of himself hugging a woman and kissing her.
The painting is very good, and he and the woman are portrayed very vividly and lively.
Even better.
Song Cheng could clearly see and feel that Xu Ruyan poured all her heart into this painting. Therefore, the realm of this painting had reached the master level, and people could not help but immerse themselves in it at first sight.
Based on this painting alone, Xu Ruyan is already a master of painting, and her painting skills have reached the master level.
Such a transformation, such a reborn improvement...
He thought of the effect of the ability of the Strong Style. Anyone who surrenders to him can get a random improvement effect. In addition, there is the lucky halo effect of the exclusive ability of "Strong Luck". Therefore, Xu Ruyan's painting skills suddenly improved to the master level.
That's pretty good.
He admired the woman's painting with great satisfaction, a smile on his face.
And in front of me.
After being shocked by the beauty and happiness in Xu Ruyan's paintings, the women gradually came to their senses.
The most unnatural one was Yang Rong, who lowered her head and looked as if she was too embarrassed to face people.
Yao Lanyin exhaled softly and said, "This painting... is truly artistic. If it were auctioned, it would be worth at least ten million..."
Bai Jing's eyes were as charming as silk, her breathing was rapid, and she said in a trembling voice: "Who is the woman in the painting..."
Li Qingqing was still not satisfied.
Wei Xuanxuan felt the hand around her waist, and her body and mind felt weak and she was unable to speak.
"The woman in the painting..."
Xu Ruyan softened her body, leaning against the familiar embrace, and said in a charming voice, "It's everyone who looks at the painting."
in short.
The woman's face is unclear, so it could be anyone.
Any woman who looks at this painting will be absorbed in it and become the woman in the painting.
"good."
Song Cheng stroked the hair of his beautiful painter and said with a smile, "This painting is so exquisite and so rare."
Wei Xuanxuan's clear eyes were charming as she said softly, "Boss Song, Yanyan did such a great job on this painting. She should be rewarded."
Song Cheng nodded and said, "That makes sense. What does Yanyan want?"
Xu Ruyan struggled to get up, turned around, and said with a charming smile, "Whatever Mr. Song gives, Yanyan wants."
Song Cheng took the girl into his arms and kissed her.
After a passionate love affair.
Xu Ruyan was extremely satisfied physically and mentally, her whole face was rosy and radiant, and she looked even more beautiful and charming.
See this.
Yao Lanyin suddenly said, "Mr. Song, can you give me this painting? I want to observe it day and night and experience it thoroughly."
Li Qingqing took a deep breath and said, "With President Song here, we don't need this painting. Who needs it the most..."
She looked at the woman who was standing aside with her head lowered.
Seeing this, all the women looked at Yang Rong.
Feel the gaze.
Yang Rong shuddered physically and mentally, raised her head with difficulty, her eyes trembling, and said nervously with rapid breathing, "I, I don't need it. I don't have that much money."
Song Cheng smiled and said simply, "If you like it, I can give it to you."
Yang Rong looked at the painting, her mouth open in silence.
She wanted to refuse, but she couldn't bring herself to say no. Her body and mind were honest, and she longed and wanted it so much.
This painting is really great.
Is the man in front of me really as great as he is in the painting?
She subconsciously looked at the perfect man who was holding two charming women in his arms. Her body and mind were overwhelmed and she felt inexplicably thirsty.
Do I feel very sorry for Jun Ge by doing this?
But Jun Ge is already old...
(End of this chapter)
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