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Lin Keying was taking a bath in the bathtub, but her attention was entirely on the room outside.
The man made almost no noise, but the quietness was more disturbing.
The gentle water flow brushed over the body lightly, and the hot steam made the fair cheeks red. Lin Keying's long curly hair was tied into a bun, and a few naughty strands of hair fell loosely on the back of the neck, soaked by the hot water, and fell slightly heavily on the beautiful butterfly bones.
Lin Keying was absent-minded while taking a bath. After a long time, she finally got up, dried her body, put on a light purple silk nightgown and left the bathroom.
In the room, the man looked at her intently: "You take a rest first, I'll go take a quick shower."
Lin Keying applied skin care products on her face and body as usual. She was stunned by the sound of water splashing in the bathroom. When the sound stopped, she lay down on the bed as if some switch was turned.
Soon his large bed sank slightly, and the man took up half of it without any hesitation.
It was the first time that Lin Keying shared a bed with a man, even though he was her husband, she still had some indescribable strange feelings.
Fortunately, the man did not make any physical contact with her. He seemed polite and gentlemanly, and even took the initiative to start a conversation: "How have you been on the boat these days?"
Lin Keying gradually relaxed: "I am living a good life. I have never experienced such a life before. It is very fresh and very happy."
"Very happy?" the man asked back in a flat tone.
Oops!
Lin Keying relaxed for a moment, blurting out her true feelings, and then she realized something was wrong: "However, the only drawback is that you are not here. I miss you every day."
Cheng Wanting looked at the woman beside him. Her unmade-up face was like a lotus flower emerging from the water after bathing. Her clear eyes were like washed glass, translucent and crystal clear. On her fair cheeks, her red lips were like red plum blossoms in the snow, telling him word by word how much she missed him.
Yang Minghui reported that his wife had lunch with several French men today and drank with British men. Cheng Wanting felt a nameless anger rising in his heart. He knew that Lin Keying had an attractive face, and now even shameless foreign men came up to her. He couldn't help feeling depressed.
But last time, the woman kept condemning him as a pervert, so Cheng Wanting could only pretend not to know.
Lin Keying coaxed her newlywed husband, pouring out all the sweet words she wanted. Soon she felt sleepy and simply wrapped herself in her own half of the silk quilt and fell asleep: "Good night, husband."
The heartless newlywed wife said sweet words and then fell asleep, leaving only the round back of her head facing him.
Cheng Wanting curled his lips silently and turned off the bedside lamp.
As far as he could remember, Cheng Wanting had always slept alone. At this moment, there was a woman sleeping on the bed next to him. The moonlight shone through the small square window of the room, outlining the woman's graceful figure.
The sound of shallow breathing accompanied by a blend of sweet fragrance controlled the man's hearing and sense of smell, like two soft feathers teasing his hard heart.
Cheng Wanting gently stroked the woman's shoulders and turned her over with a little force. The sleeping woman hummed softly, changed her position consciously, turned over, and continued to sleep sweetly facing him.
Lin Keying's sleeping face is quiet and well-behaved. Her usual brightness and beauty have disappeared, revealing her pure beauty. Her eyes were tightly closed, and her two eyelashes like small brushes obediently swept shadows on her eyelids. Her red lips let out a moan, as if she was talking in her sleep.
Cheng Wanting watched silently for a while, then leaned over to the woman who was still two fists away from him, pressed his thin lips against her red lips, and swallowed all her mumbling in her sleep.
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Have a good night.
Lin Keying woke up when it was bright outside. Her soft skin felt the slight burning sensation from the sun before her consciousness did, and she squinted her eyes comfortably.
Her dazed nerves had not yet awakened. Her first reaction was that she had given half of the bed to a man last night. Her second reaction was that she seemed to be in someone's arms, with her chest pressed against a hard chest.
And her hands were tightly holding the man, around his waist.
Lin Keying's breath was choked. Just as she was about to withdraw her hand quietly, she heard a low voice coming from above her head.
"Good morning, Mrs. Cheng."
Lin Keying raised her eyelids and looked upwards, just in time to meet the man's ink-deep eyes.
Cheng Wanting raised his hands to clarify: "Last night, Mrs. Cheng fell asleep and insisted on leaning into my arms. I wanted to keep my promise and resist firmly, but Mrs. Cheng kept coming closer and I was powerless to break free."
Lin Keying's plain face flushed red, and she quickly withdrew her hand, accusing the man of talking nonsense: "Impossible, I..."
Thinking about how my sleeping posture is really average, I used to like to sleep wrapped in a quilt or hugging the quilt when I went to sleep in the rented apartment. Could it be that I really had to snuggle into Cheng Wanting's arms?
Lin Keying bit her red lips and pondered, but she couldn't figure it out. Then she heard the man chuckle, "Are you hungry? Get up so you can catch brunch."
"Yeah." Lin Keying coughed lightly and pretended to be calm, "It's normal for me to sleep with my husband in my arms."
Cheng Wanting curled his lips and agreed: "Mrs. Cheng is right."
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Yang Minghui has been with Cheng Wanting for more than ten years, and this is the first time he has seen the young master not get up after nine o'clock.
I looked at my watch and saw that the hands were already pointing to half past ten.
hiss--
Yang Minghui was amazed, it turned out that things were different when he had a wife. Even the workaholic knew how to stay in bed!
He has been through it, he understands!
The best way to sleep is to hold my wife in my arms. I don’t want to get up at all.
Just as Yang Minghui was daydreaming, the door of Room 807 opened, and a neatly dressed man and woman appeared, which made Yang Minghui exclaim in amazement.
The eldest young master was tall and handsome, and Miss Lin was bright and charming. Standing together at this moment, even without any intimate actions, they looked like a match made in heaven.
The corridor covered with dark grey carpet becomes the best picture frame, framing the well-matched man and woman in the painting, which can be regarded as a masterpiece of art.
As you leave Hong Kong, the temperature rises as you get closer to the equator.
Lin Keying changed into a blue floral halter dress today. The slender blue straps were close to her jade-white collarbone, and the elegant shoulder and neck lines outlined the beautiful upper edge of her butterfly bones.
The light blue color on Lin Keying and the dark blue suit of the man next to her complement each other perfectly.
The other passengers on the ship did not know that the man sitting in the dining area was the owner of the ship.
When Cheng Wanting was accompanying Lin Keying to choose ingredients in the buffet area, he heard a man chatting up them.
"Miss, the pasta tastes great, would you like to try it?" The man with a slicked-back hair was only a few centimeters taller than Lin Keying, and was enthusiastically introducing the food to her. "Are you alone? Where are you going? Would you like to dine together?"
Lin Keying felt like a thorn in her back. In just two sentences, she could feel the burning gaze behind her.
She smiled politely at the strange man: "I'm here with my husband."
The man's face changed slightly, the curve of his lips disappeared completely, he apologized and left, and the smile shifted to the face of the man behind Lin Keying.
Cheng Wanting naturally looked away without expressing any opinion.
After breakfast, several people returned to the room to discuss the South African mining area auction. Cheng Wanting had some understanding of the situation of the British and French bidders mentioned by Lin Keying.
"The three British people are representatives of British capital in Hong Kong's real estate sector. They have big appetites. They have acquired a lot of land and want to come to South Africa to acquire minerals. The leader, Charles, has a wife in the UK and a lover in Hong Kong."
For some reason, Lin Keying always felt that her new husband emphasized his tone when he mentioned Charles, and even glanced at her indifferently.
"As for the two Frenchmen, Leo and Louis are not good people either. They hang around the red-light district in Hong Kong all year round."
Even Guo Changda and his wife were a little surprised. Cheng Wanting had just arrived yesterday afternoon, but he had already found out the information of several foreigners?
Yang Minghui drank his coffee silently, muttering to himself.
Of course, we have to find out clearly. Yesterday, we heard that a few foreigners were flirting with Miss Lin, and the young master found out all their ancestors. Particular emphasis is placed on personal lifestyle, and one must know everything about it.
Lin Keying frowned when she thought of those frivolous men: "It's disgusting. If it wasn't for setting up a trap to lure them into the circle, I wouldn't want to bother with them."
Lin Keying explained the situation she had set up to several people: "I was vague and pretended to be stupid, but I didn't say a word. If they really made wild guesses and associations on their own, they can't blame me."
Guo Changda almost clapped his hands in praise, his eyes showing admiration for his eccentric adopted daughter: "Keying's move is brilliant. The British and French are suspicious of each other and neither trusts the other. It would be a great idea to let them fight each other."
"Keying is quite like your godfather when he was young, no..." Zhao Fengzhen praised her goddaughter, "She is like a young man who is always pushing forward. Your godfather doesn't know English, so he couldn't set up a trap because of the language barrier. But Keying can communicate in English, which is great."
Lin Keying felt a little guilty. When Cheng Wanting first took her to study every day, she not only learned Cantonese, but also English.
But she couldn't fake her English. Over a period of several months, she showed a great talent for languages, slowly "learned" English, and was able to communicate normally.
At this moment, Lin Keying did not dare to arouse suspicion on herself, and hurriedly changed the subject: "It's all thanks to the teacher's good teaching."
His eyes fell on Cheng Wanting opposite him, and he said quietly, "Teacher."
Cheng Wanting narrowed his eyes slightly, seeming to be enjoying it very much.
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Life on the ship is rich but also boring. After all, after drifting on the sea for a long time, no matter how fresh it is, you will get tired of it eventually.
Lin Keying enjoyed five days of life at sea, and finally when the ship arrived at the coast of Malacca, Malaysia, she saw the pier she had dreamed of!
The passengers made preparations early and looked forward to the rare moment of landing. When the deck was connected to the dock, people filed out one after another, rushing towards the freedom of stepping on the ground.
Lin Keying and her godmother went up to the deck hand in hand and listened to her godfather talk about the adventure he had when he went to Malaysia for business many years ago. When she turned around, there was still no sign of Cheng Wanting.
When he was about to leave, the man was tripped by Secretary Yang, who seemed to have something to report.
"Godfather, Godmother, let's go to the Nyonya restaurant over there and wait. Order a bowl of laksa. The eldest master said he will be here soon."
"Okay." Several people went to the Nyonya food store near the pier.
Cheng Wanting took a private elevator that was not open to others and went directly to the 16th floor, where he listened to Yang Minghui's report.
"Master, Master Chen is really studying hard and is going crazy from reading books. He asked me to tell you that he wants to stay in Malaysia for half a day today and he wants to get some fresh air."
After two days of studying, with his movements strictly controlled, Chen Songxian was almost seeing stars.
Cheng Wanting knew his cousin's personality and knew that it was already the limit for him to stay for a few days to learn boring business knowledge. He nodded and said, "Find two bodyguards to follow him. Don't go to the wrong place when he goes out."
"Understood." Yang Minghui understood what he meant and decided not to let Young Master Chen follow the path of the eldest young master and his wife.
When the two of them reached the 16th floor, they met Chen Songxian in Room 1608, who had been wandering in the ocean of knowledge for several days.
Upon learning that the ship would dock in Malaysia today, Chen Songxian was already dressed neatly in a floral shirt, looking both sexy and romantic.
Chen Songxian rushed over: "Cousin, I want to go out..."
"You can go out, but you can't cause trouble. I will send two bodyguards to follow you." Cheng Wanting didn't want to waste time and directly stated his request.
"Okay!" Chen Songxian couldn't bargain. "Cousin, you're still so kind to me! You even sent bodyguards to protect me!"
After making an appointment with Chen Songxian to set off in half an hour, Cheng Wanting turned around and was about to leave, but heard his cousin calling him again.
"By the way, cousin, I have one more favor to ask of you." Chen Songxian handed over a sketch that he had secretly drawn when he was caught studying. "I have met this beautiful girl many times, but unfortunately, we have never really met and have no chance to get to know each other. Now she is on this ship. Cousin, this ship is yours, can you help me find her? I just want to say a few words to her and introduce myself."
Cheng Wanting lowered his eyebrows and looked at the painting in his cousin's hand. A woman with an oval face, willow-shaped eyebrows, and slightly curved almond eyes only showed half of her face. She was wearing a beautiful red gauze dress and she looked about 50% like Lin Keying.
"What are you coming to Africa for?" Cheng Wanting took the drawing paper and tore it into pieces slowly, again and again, without mercy.
The crisp tearing sound made Chen Songxian heartbroken, but facing his cousin's questioning, he dared not say a word.
"If I find out again that you have no ambition and only care about women," Cheng Wanting squeezed the scraps of paper tightly in his hand and said mercilessly, "then you really shouldn't come back to Hong Kong City. You will open up the Chen family's markets in Africa, South America, South Asia, and Latin America."
Chen Songxian silently gritted his teeth and watched his heartless cousin leave, knowing that his cousin was probably trying to scare him. When he returned to the room to wait for the bodyguard, he was still muttering and complaining: "My cousin doesn't have a woman of his own, so he doesn't know how to date. If that lady and I are destined to be together, and it really works out, I won't give you any wedding candy in the future!"
Cheng Wanting ignored any curses and left the ship accompanied by Yang Minghui and went to the dock to meet Lin Keying and the other two.
In a Nyonya food restaurant in Malaysia, three people have ordered five bowls of laksa. The laksa, which has just come out of the pot and is steaming hot, is very appetizing.
Seeing the two of them arrive, Lin Keying waved and greeted them: "Hurry up, here!"
Cheng Wanting and his wife sat on one side. When Lin Keying saw the man sitting down, she hurriedly handed him the clothes she had just bought. "Young Master, take a look at the clothes I just bought for you. Although they are not as good as your high-end custom-made ones, the style is different."
Cheng Wanting's wardrobe is full of minimalist clothes in black, white and grey, and he always wears solid-colored shirts and suits. He looks handsome, but his style never changes.
Lin Keying went down to the pier and strolled around the clothing stores nearby. On a whim, she fell in love with the local specialties. She wanted to break the temperament of this serious man, but more importantly, she wanted to have fun watching the man change his clothes awkwardly.
Yang Minghui's eyes lit up. Seeing the young master's thin lips curled, he hurriedly cheered for his bonus to double: "Madam really thinks about the young master, this dress must be suitable for Da... Chen... er..."
The clothes were spread out by Lin Keying, and Yang Minghui's words of encouragement stopped abruptly when his eyes came into contact with the clothes.
Looking at this flashy floral shirt, Yang Minghui almost blurted out, "This shirt suits Young Master Chen very well."
This is exactly the style that Master Chen Songxian likes to wear the most!
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