I have ten trillion licking dog gold

Three poles in the sun.

It was just another ordinary day, with neither wind nor rain, neither sunshine nor gloom.

It's unclear what time she fell asleep last night, but the fourth wife still walked out of the bedroom with an air of elegance and deliberately passed by her daughter's door.

There was only one master key, and it had already been given away, so it couldn't open the door.

She didn't intend to open it.

Eavesdropping through the door?

I can't hear it.

There's no need for that.

Everything is under control.

After the internet was cut off, she continued to monitor the activity in her daughter's room until the nanny reported that no one had left her daughter's bedroom more than an hour later, at which point she finally felt at ease enough to go to bed.

of course.

When she lay down on the bed, Fourth Wife's feelings were quite complicated.

Women, they'll all have this day eventually.

Children will eventually grow up.

"Madam, Mr. Jiang is in the tea room."

After going downstairs, a nanny came towards her and said something that completely baffled Fourth Wife.

After all, she expected that someone should still be dreaming in their daughter's room.

She knows exactly how late I went to bed last night.

When did he get up?

"It's been half an hour."

Good guy.

Is your energy really that high?

Fourth Wife composed herself, nodded and said, "Go ahead and get busy," before walking alone towards the tea room.

Sure enough, the man sat upright and was dressed neatly. I remember he was wearing a bathrobe when he went to visit someone, which means he actually went back to his own room to change into his own clothes.

"Do you inland areas also have the habit of drinking morning tea?"

The fourth wife strolled in, remaining calm and composed.

"No, it's just... to perk myself up."

Comrade Jiang Chen remained calm and composed, taking a sip of tea as he spoke, displaying his elegant demeanor.

"To perk you up? Didn't sleep well last night?"

The fourth wife sat down opposite, elegantly crossing her legs, exuding the aura of a wealthy socialite.

Faced with the other party's concern, Jiang Chen shook his head, smiled without saying a word, silently took out the master key from his pocket, placed it on the tea table, and pushed it over.

Fourth Wife lowered her eyes, looking at the master key, her smile becoming increasingly enigmatic. "How about keeping it as a souvenir?"

Take a look.

His demeanor is truly exceptional.

"It's not necessary."

Comrade Jiang Chen's answer was incredibly insightful.

Fourth Wife immediately understood, raised the corner of her eye, and nodded in agreement, "Hmm, it's probably not necessary."

Jiang Chen picked up the teapot and, with the respect due to a junior, poured tea for Fourth Aunt.

Fourth Wife didn't stand on ceremony. After the tea cooled slightly, she picked it up, blew on it gently, and said, "From now on, treat this as your own home. You're welcome to come anytime."

"Let's wait until Yi Hui is here."

The fourth wife, who was about to drink tea, froze, then looked up, opened her mouth, and laughed and scolded, "You have no manners."

She didn't treat Boss Jiang like this last night.

Joking aside, after taking a sip of tea, Fourth Wife held the teacup, her expression serious, and her voice calm, "You should know my attitude, not to mention Huihui's feelings. What I want to say is just one sentence: If you do not betray us, we will certainly not betray you."

Someone met her gaze calmly, "Does Fourth Madam doubt Yi Hui's judgment?"

Upon hearing this, Fourth Wife laughed again, "Why are you calling me Fourth Wife again? Didn't you call me Auntie last night? Shouldn't you change how you address me?"

"Auntie."

Someone is decisive and efficient.

Fourth Madam frowned, feigning displeasure, and adopted a haughty demeanor, turning her head slightly to the side, "That's not right."

"Mommy."

"……puff!"

Having lived most of her life, Fourth Wife had seen all sorts of situations, yet she was still brought to her knees by a young man, laughing so hard she was doubled over, completely losing her composure. She even lost her grip on the teacup, spilling tea.

The instigator remained calm and collected.

After a long while, Fourth Wife finally managed to control her emotions and put down her teacup. She stared at the person for a long time before squeezing out a comment through gritted teeth: "...What a talent."

Even if a man like that has no power or influence, you should still find joy in living with him.

"Please take care of Yihui these next few days."

Jiang Chen said nonchalantly.

If it were any other elder, they certainly wouldn't have agreed, but Fourth Wife is no ordinary person. How could a real man be confined by matters of love and affection?
"Don't worry, you go ahead with your work."

"Then I'll be going now."

what?
Fourth Wife was caught off guard, never expecting the other party to act so swiftly and decisively.

But what's said is said, and there's no going back. Fourth Wife could only nod, watch him get up and leave, then smiled silently and picked up the cup of tea again.

The only real contact was over the past night.

The other party had already left a deep impression on her.

What a... remarkable man.

She was even worse than her deceased husband.

She gradually understood why her daughter was so infatuated with him.

If she were twenty years younger, or rather, if she had met such a man in the prime of her life, perhaps...

Stop.

Fourth Aunt quickly cut off her thoughts, finished the tea that held great significance, and then got up, putting away the master key.

She went back upstairs and came to her daughter's bedroom door.

Someone has already left.

Now you don't have to worry about seeing things you shouldn't see.

Fourth Wife used the master key to open the door, went inside, and gently closed the door behind her.

The daughter's room seemed unchanged, but when she got to the bedside, the fourth wife noticed something was wrong.

At her feet lay an unknown piece of fabric, crumpled into a ball, while at the foot of the bed, in the corner of the screen, hung a see-through bra. Whether it was the style or the scene, the worldly-wise Fourth Wife blushed and her heart raced for a moment.

She didn't even bother to help her daughter tidy up; she quickly looked away. But when her gaze fell on the bed, the scene that came into view was even more vivid and alluring.

As a mother, she shouldn't be surprised by anything her own daughter does, but there are always exceptions.

He Yihui lay on her side, her hair disheveled, the blanket almost slipping down to her waist. Don't misunderstand, it's definitely not because someone is so unreliable. This is certainly not the scene when he woke up. It's probably because He Yihui tossed and turned in her sleep after he left, unconsciously causing this.

of course.

What truly stunned Fourth Wife was not that her daughter wasn't covered by a blanket or that her bra was hanging on the screen. It was obvious that Miss He's current state was that the blanket had slipped off, exposing most of her upper body. What was clearly visible was that her craggy breasts were covered with a series of arrogant "footprints," scarlet and ferocious.

"asshole."

Fourth Aunt gritted her teeth, her expression indescribable, as if she were cursing someone in her heart. She wanted to turn around and leave, but her maternal instincts made her suppress her shame and slowly walk to the bedside to try to pull the blanket up for her bruised daughter.

She finally understood what that person meant when they said, "Take good care of your daughter these next few days," before they left.

She didn't think much of it at the time.

Perhaps it had been too long since she had "taken care" of anyone, because while pulling the blanket up, He Yihui, who was fast asleep, noticed, her eyelashes fluttered, and she opened her eyes.

Their eyes met, and Fourth Aunt was extremely embarrassed. She immediately stood up straight. The thief was gone, and she, the head of the household, looked like a guilty thief.

A brief and eerie silence fell over the room.

As her senses gradually returned, He Yihui woke up from her sleep, rubbed her messy hair, called out "Mommy," and then tried to sit up.

"You lie down."

Fourth Aunt hurriedly said. He Yihui didn't listen, insisted on sitting up, and pulled the quilt to cover her body.

There was no way to leave now. Fourth Wife stammered, then put on a stern face, her phoenix eyebrows furrowed in anger, and said, "Nonsense!"

He Yihui wasn't embarrassed at all. Perhaps because she had just woken up, her sense of shame hadn't had time to kick in. She tugged at the blanket and said, "Isn't that why Mommy gave him the key?"

"I……"

The pretentious Fourth Aunt was immediately speechless.

"What about others?"

He Yihui asked, "When I woke up, the person next to me was gone, and it was my mother, who is her. If it were any other woman, she would probably scream in fright."

"They've left."

Fourth Wife said irritably, "I misjudged him. I thought he was a gentleman who knew how to treat women with tenderness. I didn't expect him to be so rude!"

Although he was the director behind the scenes and could be said to have single-handedly brought about the current situation, how could he not feel heartbroken when he saw the scars on his daughter's body?

If what she saw was so "shocking," what about what she couldn't see?

"It's none of his business."

He Yihui should know that her mother saw something. It's really not Jiang Chen's fault. Not to mention last night, even now, she's sitting on the edge of the bed, pulling the blanket over her. Her black hair falls on her bare shoulders. Her features, even without makeup, are still exquisite and three-dimensional. Instead, they appear more real and exude a unique kind of purity. With this kind of scene, probably no man could resist.

"Still saying no..."

Before Fourth Wife could finish speaking, all that could be heard was, "I made him do it."

All her grievances choked in her throat. Fourth Wife almost couldn't catch her breath. Her eyes widened, her face filled with shock and disbelief.

"Mommy, don't make a fuss. It's not an injury. It'll be fine in a day or two."

"..."

Even with her extensive experience and knowledge, Fourth Aunt was speechless at this moment.

"Mommy, could you get me a set of underwear?"

"..."

The fourth wife hesitated, still unable to take care of others. She stood there without moving, then vented her anger on her daughter, "Aren't you so good at making a fuss? Take it yourself!"

"Didn't Mommy get what she wanted?"

Ho!
Fourth Wife then denied it, forcing a smile, "Oh, you're all so good, pushing all the blame onto me. Aren't you the ones having the most fun? Having so much fun, you didn't sleep a wink last night, did you?"

"It hurt a lot at first too."

"..."

Fourth Wife opened her mouth, feeling both annoyed and amused!

Being friends with your children isn't always a good thing.

of course.

It is also related to the education one receives.

"It hurts so much!"

Fourth Wife, enraged and embarrassed, said, "Who told you to be so careless with your body, doing such a reckless thing on your first time..."

"It wasn't as serious as I imagined. It only lasted for the first few minutes, then it got better. It was like riding a sightseeing elevator, constantly going up..."

Fourth Aunt was stunned, and then wished she could cover the girl's mouth.
"Shut up!"

Damn.

I actually started sharing my feelings with her.

Although her daughter is completely open with her, especially now that she's grown up, which is a rare thing, Fourth Wife is not happy at all, and even wants to strangle her.

"You're staying in your room today, and you're not allowed to go out!"

After saying that, Fourth Wife turned and left in a hurry. I don’t know if it was just my imagination, but I vaguely felt that she was fleeing in panic.

After her mother left, He Yihui loosened the blanket, stepped out of bed, walked into the bathroom, lay down, pressed the button, and as the warm water flowed out, she closed her eyes and caressed her body inch by inch.

Outside the manor.

The courteous Mr. Jiang opened the door of the Rolls-Royce that had been waiting all night, got in, tugged at his collar, and let out a soft breath.

"Thanks for your hard work."

Mr. Jiang has always been approachable; since the person had been waiting outside all night, he should offer his condolences.

"It's not hard."

Upon hearing the sound, Jiang Chen couldn't help but glance at the rearview mirror.

Good guy.

The driver had been changed to Bai Haoran at some point.

"Are you here to apologize with a bundle of thorns on your back?"

Jiang Chen immediately changed his expression.

Bai Haoran gripped the steering wheel. "I don't know what I did wrong. Please enlighten me, Mr. Jiang."

"I asked you to prepare a gift, what do you mean by preparing two bouquets of flowers for me?"

Jiang Chen didn't beat around the bush.

"Don't Fourth Wife and Fourth Miss like it?"

Bai Haoran's single sentence sealed the victory.

Yes.

It's pointless to get hung up on the specific form of the gift.

Isn't it enough to achieve the desired effect?

"You've got yours."

When someone runs out of arguments, they give a thumbs-up to the person in front of them—a free and unrestrained form of expression that is rarely seen between ordinary superiors and subordinates.

“I called Mr. Jiang last night, but no one answered.”

Bai Haoran turned around and said, "Then I called Miss Fourth again, and she said Mr. Jiang was drunk."

"Yes, she told me."

"Mr. Song has already left Macau."

Although the boss is reasonable, subordinates should also know their limits. Bai Haoran got back to the point, "And there's Zhong Xiaoye."

Jiang Chen had no energy to think about these things at the moment. He leaned back in his seat and said casually, "Hmm."

Bai Haoran noticed that the other party was exhausted, so he stopped there and asked, "Where is Mr. Jiang going?"

Where to go?

Jiang Chen was straightforward: "Back to the hotel."

"Why go back to the hotel?"

Bai Haoran inexplicably added a comment; logically speaking, given his personality and intelligence, he shouldn't have been so presumptuous.

Does the boss need to explain to you where he goes and what he does?
"What are you doing? What can you do at a hotel? Go back to sleep!"

Don't be fooled by his flawless performance in front of the Fourth Wife; it's all an act.

The network was down until 1 or 2 a.m., so the second half of the game moved into reality and continued into the early hours of the morning. In order not to be impolite, he deliberately got up early, even though he was physically strong and was already at his limit.

At this moment, all Boss Jiang wanted to do was sleep.

"Didn't Mr. Jiang get drunk at dinner? Hasn't he rested enough?"

I got emotional.

Even Bai Haoran couldn't suppress the urge to smile.

"You're not getting any younger, and you're all alone. Why are you still bothering with other people's business? Brother Bai, are you impotent?"

Bai Haoran's expression suddenly stiffened, and he finally returned to his normal tone and style.

"I can do it."

"Is it really effective or just a gimmick? Don't be afraid to seek medical help. If there's any problem, get treatment as soon as possible."

Bai Haoran remained silent for a while, then started the car without saying a word. As he turned the car around, he said, "Actually, I like men."

"..."

The car suddenly went silent.

Mr. Jiang remained expressionless and calmly said, "Stop the car." (End of Chapter)