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Zhang Yihan's movement of pulling her leg back caused the bottle to deflect, splashing wine onto the tableside. She quickly said, "Mr. Xian, I'm sorry."

Xian Yaowen held the cup with his left hand and moved it closer to Zhang Yihan. "I'm the one who should apologize. I shouldn't have put this hand down there. I should have been protecting the cup."

Zhang Yihan understood Xian Yaowen's double entendre. Her face flushed, she lowered the bottle, added some more wine to her glass, then filled it to the brim, and looked at Yu Guohua.

Just then, Yu Guohua raised his glass, looked around the table, and said, "The summer solstice is just a few days away, and the sweltering heat of summer is just around the corner. I have specially prepared calamus wine for you all to help you cool off. The wine is good, but please, gentlemen, do not overindulge and remember to take good care of the ladies next to you."

As he spoke, he raised his glass even higher, "I toast to you all, Mr. Xian, please."

"please."

Xian Yaowen greeted Yu Guohua, took a small sip of wine, savored it for a moment, and then slowly swallowed.

After putting down his glass, Yu Guohua invited everyone to eat, and then whispered to the finance girl on the far right, setting the tone for the meal.

As usual, Sin Yiu-man ate his food while chatting with Cheung Yee-han.

During this time, he observed Chen Changtong and Wu Qingling. Seeing that neither of them showed any signs of debauchery, and that the financial girl did not act proactively like a hostess, he knew that this was a formal arrangement. The financial girl was just sharing the responsibility of entertaining guests for Yu Guohua. He realized that his previous probing of Zhang Yihan had gone a bit too far.

Then let's keep it plain.

No one was making rounds, and the finance girl wasn't toasting one glass after another. They just occasionally raised their glasses to each other as a formality. It was basically not a dinner party. Since it wasn't a formal event, the efficiency was high. Before long, it was over in a little over an hour. In the end, Xian Yaowen saved three-fifths of his first glass of wine to feed his goldfish.

Moving to the garden, the four men sipped tea and chatted about Peking Opera. Sin Yiu-man occasionally chimed in with a few words to show that he was interested in the topic, saving Yu Kwok-wah the trouble of finding another subject.

Four finance professionals were serving tea on the side, clearly just going through the motions of polite formalities. They weren't going to talk about anything important; they just wanted to get through the process quickly and go home.

They were talking about Peking Opera in Taipei, but no one mentioned the name Gu Zhengqiu.

When the time was almost right, Yu Guohua concluded by mentioning that the contract would be signed at the Bank of Taiwan at 3 p.m. the next day. As the three guests walked out of the garden together, Wu Qingling extended an invitation to Xian Yaowen to have lunch together the next day, and Xian Yaowen set the time for 10:30 a.m.

After sending Chen Changtong back, Xian Yaowen saw that it was still early, so he went to Qingfeng Tea Shop to find Cai Jintu and gave him his idea of ​​stockpiling charcoal. They also chatted about smuggling cooperation. They decided to test the waters with cement first, and then hold off on cosmetics. He planned to advance the payment for Carlo Gambino's goods.

After discussing smuggling, Cai Jintu wanted to arrange a late-night snack. Xian Yaowen, who had eaten little for dinner, did not refuse. The two ate some food and also talked about land hoarding.

After finishing his late-night snack, Xian Yaowen arrived at the gate of the Japanese-style detached house where Yang Lihua and her daughter lived in the alley of Hengyang Road. He left Qi Longque and the other two in the car, ran a few steps toward the courtyard wall, and when he was close to the wall, he pushed off the ground with his right toe and his body was lifted into the air. Then he touched the wall with his left toe and his body continued to climb. He lifted his right foot and touched the top of the wall. Using the recoil, he arched his waist, spun in mid-air, and fell into the courtyard.

The toes touched the ground lightly, making only a slight sound.

He glanced at the bedroom window, but there was no light coming out. He looked at the room window, but there was no light coming out either. Instead, a dim yellow light shone from the window of the small dining room. He checked his watch by the moonlight and guessed that Yang Lihua had just come home from get off work and was taking a shower, while Yang Jingyi was already asleep.

The detached house is not large, with only one proper bedroom. There is a built-in bed in the middle of the room. It has a two-tiered structure. The upper tier is Yang Jingyi's bed, and the lower tier is used for storage. When sleeping, the built-in bed is closed, creating a small, enclosed space.

He went around to the living room, tiptoed to the window, checked the support rod of the rain shelter, and found it to be very stable and would not fall down and make a noise unintentionally. He took off his leather shoes, gently pulled the shoji screen with his hand, and opened a small gap that a person could pass through. He then slipped into the room.

I went to the closet bed and gently pressed my ear against the closet door to listen. I could hear her soft breathing. Yang Jingyi was asleep, soundly.

At this moment, Yang Lihua was in the bathroom, holding a water ladle in one hand and pouring water onto her upturned face. The water from the ladle fell onto her fair skin and condensed into droplets.

Water droplets rolled down her face, over her neck, and landed on her shoulders and collarbone. They passed through the Fish Mouth of Dujiangyan, where the narrow and deep inner channel flowed swiftly, while the wide and expansive outer sea guided the water to splash onto the ground.

She scooped up another ladle of water and poured it on her neck. Yang Lihua hummed a little tune: "Spring comes and it's the New Year. Every household lights red lanterns. Other couples reunite and chat. Meng Jiangnu's husband went to build the Great Wall."

Summer's heat is unbearable; mosquitoes bite me, I'd rather they bite me a thousand times and draw blood than bite my husband, Wan Xiliang.

She put down the water ladle, picked up a bar of medicated soap, and began to rub her beautiful body. A little tune kept playing in her mouth, but the image of Xian Yaowen kept appearing in her mind. His big hand brushed across her waist and landed on her thigh, warm and ticklish.

The tone of her voice became cheerful, as if Wan Xiliang was not going to build the Great Wall, but to the capital to take the imperial examination, and having passed with flying colors and escaped being chosen as a son-in-law by the imperial son-in-law, he was now riding a tall horse home.

"Chrysanthemums bloom in autumn, my husband is gone and I hear nothing. I think of him a thousand times a day, and I stay up all night with tears streaming down my face... Wait, why is the light off?"

Yang Lihua groped around in the dark, reaching out a water ladle to rinse the soap off her hands. She then stepped out into the dining room, using the faint light shining through the screen.

As she stepped out the door, her hand reached for the wall on the right, in a familiar spot, but she couldn't find the light switch cord.

"what!"

Just then, a dark figure suddenly darted out from the side and hugged Yang Lihua from behind. She was startled and was about to scream when a large hand covered her mouth, leaving her only able to make muffled sounds.

"Don't make a sound. Be a good boy and have some fun with me, or I'll rape you and then kill you."

Sin Yiu-man spoke in a low voice, but Yang Lihua still recognized him by his familiar scent and warmth. A ray of moonlight shining through the screen shone on his six-pointed star cufflinks, making it impossible for him to hide.

Yang Lihua breathed a sigh of relief, gently pried open the hand covering her mouth, and said with a mixture of joy and reproach, "Why are you here?"

Sin Yiu-man, smelling the fresh scent of medicated soap on Yang Lihua, said softly, "Did I scare you?"

"I was so scared, I almost couldn't breathe. Luckily, I could smell your scent."

"Scent? I'm not wearing perfume, so where would the scent come from?"

Yang Lihua said shyly, "Masculine charm."

Xian Yaowen buried his face in Yang Lihua's wet hair and took a deep sniff. "I can smell your femininity too. Let's take a bath together and let me smell you to my heart's content."

"Oh no." Yang Lihua shook her head abruptly. "It would be troublesome if Jingyi got up in the middle of the night and found out."

"Haha, that's right."

Xian Yaowen leaned forward and pressed his lips against Yang Lihua's cherry lips. At first, Yang Lihua struggled symbolically, but as the kiss continued, her body became weaker and weaker, and she had no strength left.

After a long while, their lips parted, Yang Lihua's face flushed red, and she was panting heavily.

"I'll wait for you in the bedroom."

"Mmm," Yang Lihua replied in a soft voice.

Twenty minutes passed.

After taking a shower, Yang Lihua tiptoed into the bedroom, closed the shoji door, gazed at the silhouette of the man sitting on the headboard, took small steps forward, one step, two steps, three steps, lay down on his imposing body, tilted her head back, and launched her attack with her cherry lips as the vanguard.

Having experienced another breathtaking, electric-like pleasure, she sighed and said softly, "You've torn away my fig leaf, making me feel so cheap. Promise me you won't hurt Jingyi."

"Don't overthink it; the things you're worried about are unlikely to happen."

Yang Lihua grabbed Xian Yaowen's belt buckle, pulled and snapped it, and the belt was in her hand...

Before five o'clock, just as dawn was breaking, Xian Yaowen stepped out of the courtyard and saw Xie Tingyun leaning against the hood of the car smoking, looking quite well.

"You've slept?"

Xie Tingyun threw away his cigarette butt. "I've only been on duty for less than fifteen minutes."

"Who's in the car?"

"Brother Qi."

"go back."

Xie Tingyun got into the driver's seat, and Xian Yaowen opened the car door and woke up Qi Longque. After making room for him, he got in.

Qi Longque lay there in a daze for a while. When he came to his senses, he put two pieces of chewing gum in his mouth, lit a cigarette, took a few deep drags, and threw the cigarette out the window.

Xie Tingyun started the car, stepped on the gas, and the car slowly drove away.

"Xiao Mian, the matter of establishing three bodyguard teams that I told you about before can proceed. In a few days, once the additional personnel arrive, you will return to Hong Kong to personally participate in the training. This training will last for six months and should be as comprehensive as possible."

"Yes."

"Take this opportunity, and you might as well have a child."

Qi Longque scratched his head. "Juanjuan might be pregnant."

"The last time you went back to Hong Kong?"

Qi Longque nodded.

"If you really get pregnant, we'll temporarily adjust your work schedule in six months so you can spend more time in Hong Kong with your child."

"it is good."

"Tingyun, you'll have to work a lot more until the end of the year."

"Ok."

“I haven’t finished speaking yet.” Xian Yaowen paused and continued, “At the end of the year, I will arrange your retirement. I will arrange a house and a car for you, and give you a monthly pension of $200. It’s not fixed; it will increase with inflation. In short, I guarantee that you can live comfortably without doing anything.”

In addition, we've arranged for you to be a coach at Dragon Path, giving you an extra salary. Once Dragon Path is on track, you'll receive a share of the profits—not a fortune, but not a small amount either.

"Sir, I am still very young."

“You’re a woman, you can’t compare to a man. I’m worried you won’t be able to have children if you stay in this position for another two years. Do as I say, retire when it’s time to live a normal life. You can find a gentle and refined husband to complement you. If he’s not honest and starts having ulterior motives, then beat him up.”

Upon hearing this, Qi Longque burst into laughter.

"I won't date a man who can't even kill a chicken; I want someone who can beat me."

"You can find any kind of man, but you absolutely cannot find a man that you think is perfect and completely compatible with you. Such a man does not exist. Once you meet such a man, tell Xiaomian to send someone to tie him up and torture him severely. Without a doubt, this man is definitely approaching you with an ulterior motive."

"Does the gentleman think I'm unworthy of a man like him?" (End of Chapter)