The God of Wealth starts with doing whatever you want

On the phone, Michelle's suggestive and provocative words were like a pebble thrown into a calm lake, stirring up ripples of ambiguity.

Wanqing blushed as she listened, but could only glare at her best friend, feeling both ashamed and annoyed, yet also secretly aroused.

Xu Yun, on the other end of the phone, was clearly pleased by Michelle's straightforward and bold invitation, and agreed with a low laugh.

Michelle hung up the phone decisively, handed it back to Wanqing triumphantly, and winked: "Done! I knew Mr. Xu wouldn't refuse."

She took Wanqing's arm and said, "Let's go find a good restaurant and wait for him."

We need to choose a comfortable place to eat today, one that's convenient for our 'future activities'.

She deliberately emphasized the words "follow-up activities" in a meaningful way.

Wanqing lightly punched her, her face still flushed, but she obediently followed her to the parking lot.

The two ultimately chose a high-end private restaurant located by the river, with a quiet environment and excellent privacy.

The private room overlooks the river, with huge floor-to-ceiling windows offering views of the city lights coming on and the shimmering river surface. The interior lighting is soft, creating a perfect atmosphere.

Xu Yun arrived faster than expected.

He was dressed casually yet appropriately, and when he pushed open the door, he had his usual slightly lazy and cynical smile on his face.

His gaze swept over Wanqing and Michelle's beautiful faces and carefully matched clothes, his eyes filled with admiration.

"Mr. Xu!"

Michelle's eyes lit up, and she immediately stood up, greeting him with a fragrant breeze, like a bird returning to its nest.

She casually took Xu Yun's arm, looked up at him and smiled, "It's really not easy to see you."

"Here we are."

Xu Yun gently pinched her chin, then looked at Wan Qing, who stood up somewhat awkwardly, and asked, "Wan Qing, are you tired from filming lately?"

Wanqing shook her head, revealing a gentle smile, and replied, "It's alright, I just finished filming one movie, so I can take a break."

The three of them took their seats.

Michelle naturally sat next to Xu Yun, while Wan Qing sat opposite her.

During the meal, Michelle did most of the talking.

She has a lively personality, and being in the entertainment industry, she is full of all sorts of gossip.

"...You guys don't know, that guy who became a little popular with a web series last time, he's really good at getting things done on set. He's always hanging around the director and producer, serving them tea and water, he's incredibly attentive."

He'd address the actresses with slightly more fame as "teacher" or "senior" with great familiarity, but then turn around and treat the extras and crew members a completely different story..."

As Michelle elegantly cut her steak, she vividly described the filming process.

Xu Yun sipped his red wine slowly and deliberately, occasionally interjecting, "Isn't this a typical two-faced person? There are plenty of people like this in the entertainment industry."

"you do not say!"

Michelle got a response and became even more enthusiastic, saying, "And that actress surnamed L who debuted with the 'pure and innocent' persona, she's actually quite outgoing in private."

A friend of mine saw it firsthand at a drinking party; he was so unrestrained... wow, completely different from how he appears on screen.

I heard she has a powerful "godfather" behind her, and she's always had good resources.

Wanqing frowned slightly as she listened. Although she was also in the industry, she focused more on filming itself and didn't know much about these messy things. She also held a certain awe and detachment towards them.

"Xue'er, let's not talk about these things anymore. Walls have ears," she whispered a reminder.

"What are you afraid of? There are no outsiders here."

Michelle said nonchalantly, "Mr. Xu isn't an outsider, right?"

She turned her head to look at Xu Yun, her eyes sparkling.

Xu Yun smiled and didn't respond to that question. Instead, she teased, "So, from what you're saying, there aren't many clean people in your industry? What about you? Do you have any 'funny stories' to share from your time on set?"

Michelle gave him a playful glare and said, "Me? I'm a model of chastity!"
Besides, with you and Wanqing around, how could I dare to do anything 'funny'?

Despite this, she showed no fear on her face, but rather a kind of pampered and fearless attitude.

She knows where her current confidence comes from.

Xu Yun simply smiled, neither confirming nor denying.

He then turned to Wanqing and asked her about the progress of her new drama and her future plans.

Compared to Michelle's glamorous but somewhat superficial gossip, Wanqing's answers were much more down-to-earth, discussing the script, her understanding of the character, and her experiences during filming.

Xu Yun listened attentively, occasionally offering his own opinions.

This warmed Wanqing's heart, making her feel valued.

The meal took almost two hours.

With delicious food, fine wine, beautiful women by his side, and lighthearted (for some) topics of conversation, Xu Yun felt that one afternoon and evening in these otherwise boring days had finally become somewhat interesting.

After a hearty meal and drinks, Michelle was the first to lose her temper.

Slightly intoxicated (or perhaps deliberately so), she leaned more limply against Xu Yun, her fingers lightly tracing his arm, her voice sweet and cloying as she said, "Mr. Xu~ You're so full, shall we find somewhere else to continue our chat?"

Wanqing's face flushed again. She lowered her head, sipped her juice, and remained silent.

Xu Yun looked at the two of them: one was passionate and openly inviting, while the other was gentle and shy but tacitly agreed.

The familiar scene and familiar people seemed to instantly pull him back to that chaotic night at the Xiangjiang Hotel.

A long-dormant restlessness and a desire for conquest quietly rose up.

"Alright."

He put down his wine glass, wiped his mouth, stood up, and said with a smile, "Then let's go to Wanqing's house for a while. It's not very convenient to talk here."

"Okay!"

Upon hearing this, Michelle immediately responded and stood up as well. She didn't forget to pull Wanqing along, saying, "Wanqing, let's go back to your home!"

Wanqing's home has changed. It's no longer the small house she used to live in, but a large, single-level apartment in a high-end apartment in the city center. The decoration is simple, modern, and warm-toned. A housekeeper cleans it regularly, so it's very tidy.

This is the company, which is the place Liang Yan rented for her.

As soon as she entered, Michelle kicked off her high heels, stepping barefoot onto the soft carpet, and stretched languidly, revealing her curves.

"It's still more comfortable here at Wanqing."

As she spoke, she naturally walked to the wine cabinet in the living room, expertly took out a bottle of red wine and a wine glass, and asked with a smile, "Mr. Xu, shall we have some more?"

"random."

Xu Yun sat down on the spacious sofa, relaxed.

Wanqing was a little flustered. She closed the door, changed into slippers, and went to the kitchen to wash fruit and pour water. After busying herself for a while, she sat down at the other end of the sofa, some distance away from Xu Yun and Michelle.

Michelle poured three glasses of wine and handed them to Xu Yun and Wan Qing. She took a sip herself first, then sat down next to Xu Yun, almost leaning against him.

"Mr. Xu, you've been listening to me gossip all the time during dinner. Tell me about yourself too. What have you been busy with lately? Have you missed us?" She looked up at him with dreamy eyes.

Xu Yun took the wine glass but didn't drink it. He ran his fingers along the glass, feeling the warm, soft body beside him.

"What can I be busy with? I'm just an idle person."

He paused, his gaze sweeping over Wanqing, who was sitting a little further away, holding a wine glass and somewhat lost in thought, and said, "As for whether you want to or not... well, here we are."

This sounds like some kind of signal.

Michelle chuckled softly, no longer holding back, and wrapped her arms around Xu Yun's neck, pressing her red lips to his.

Xu Yun didn't push her away; instead, he wrapped his arm around her waist.

For a moment, only ambiguous breathing and the faint sound of clothes rubbing together filled the living room.

Wanqing's heart pounded as she watched the passionate scene unfold before her, her face burning as if it were on fire.

She should have looked away, but her body seemed to be nailed to the spot.

The floodgates of memory were burst open, and various scenes from that night at the Xiangjiang Hotel flashed uncontrollably through my mind, mixed with alcohol and belated shame, yet strangely mixed with an indescribable excitement and anticipation.

It's unclear how much time passed, perhaps a few minutes, before the two entangled individuals finally separated slightly.

Michelle's lips were glistening, her eyes were moist, and she turned to look at Wanqing, her voice seductive: "Wanqing, what are you still sitting there for? Come here..."

Xu Yun also looked at her, his gaze deep and unyielding.

Wanqing's body trembled slightly.

She put down her wine glass, her fingers unconsciously clenching the hem of her dress, took a deep breath, and chose to join in.

Anyway, this wasn't the first time something like this had happened to them, so they weren't that shy. She stood up and slowly began to walk over.

Every step felt like stepping to the beat of my own heartbeat.

As she approached, Xu Yun reached out his other hand and gently pulled her into his arms.

Wanqing's body stiffened for a moment, then softened and she obediently snuggled closer.

A familiar yet unfamiliar masculine scent, mixed with Michelle's perfume, enveloped her instantly.

Everything that followed seemed to happen naturally, as if a familiar replay had been pressed.

Everything felt like a return to those nights at the Xiangjiang Hotel.

Finally, when the passion subsided, all three were exhausted.

Xu Yun lay in the middle, with Michelle and Wan Qing supporting her arms on her left and right sides respectively.

Michelle fell asleep almost instantly, her breathing even.

Wanqing had her eyes closed, seemingly asleep, but her eyelashes would occasionally flutter slightly, indicating that she was not completely asleep.

Xu Yun was also tired, but her mind still retained a trace of blankness and satisfaction after the excitement.

He closed his eyes, listened to the soft breathing of the two people beside him, and slowly drifted off to sleep.

The night was quiet, with only the occasional distant car horn outside the window.

The three of them remained in this intimate posture, fast asleep, as if the world had shrunk to just the three of them.

……

The next morning, Michelle was the first to wake up when the first rays of sunlight pierced through the gaps in the curtains.

She squirmed in Xu Yun's arms, looked around sleepily, and then looked up at Xu Yun, who was still fast asleep, and Wan Qing on the other side.

Last night's complete indulgence left her feeling a little sore, but also extremely satisfied, making her feel completely relaxed.

She carefully pulled her arm out, gently stepped over Xu Yun, and tried to get out of bed, but accidentally bumped into Wan Qing.

Wanqing woke up too, opening her eyes groggily.

The two exchanged a glance, somewhat embarrassed, as the crazy scenes from last night instantly flooded their minds.

But soon, Michelle made a "shh" gesture to Wanqing and pointed at Xu Yun, signaling her not to wake him.

Wanqing blushed slightly and nodded gently.

Michelle stepped barefoot on the carpet, picked up the clothes scattered on the floor, and slipped into the bathroom like an elf.

Wanqing slowly got up, gently placed Xu Yun's arm, tucked the blanket around him, and then took her own clothes and went to the guest room's bathroom to wash up.

In less than twenty minutes, Michelle had finished washing up, changed into the clothes she had worn the day before, and even quickly put on some light makeup.

When she came out of the bathroom, she had regained her exquisite and beautiful celebrity look, only with a hint of languor between her brows, and even more charm in her eyes.

She walked to the bedside, leaned down and gently kissed Xu Yun's forehead, then whispered in his ear, "Mr. Xu, I have to go now. The crew is leaving for the next city today... I'll come see you again next time."

After saying that, she secretly pinched Xu Yun's arm lightly under the blanket, then with a sly smile, like a cat that had successfully stolen some fish, she picked up her bag, quietly left the apartment, and gently closed the door.

The door closed very softly, but Wanqing still heard it.

She came out of the guest room and saw that Michelle was no longer there. The door to the master bedroom was open, and Xu Yun was still asleep.

She walked to the bedside and quietly looked at Xu Yun's sleeping profile for a while.

In the hazy morning light, his sleeping appearance lacked some of his usual sharpness and cynicism, instead appearing somewhat harmless and...gentle?
Wanqing's heart skipped a beat at her own thought.

She didn't wake him, but turned and went to the kitchen to prepare a simple breakfast.

Simple toast, fried eggs, and hot milk.

She moved very gently, afraid of waking Xu Yun.

Xu Yun woke up just as breakfast was about to be ready.

He sat up, rubbed his temples, and the crazy memories of last night came flooding back.

Looking at the empty bed and the messy bed next to him, he twitched the corner of his mouth, got up and went into the bathroom.

When he came out again, he had changed into the new pajamas that Wanqing had prepared for him and placed at the bathroom door (Wanqing always kept several sets of his clothes in her apartment).

He stepped out of the bedroom, and the aroma of food wafted in.

He saw Wanqing with her back to him, setting out tableware in front of the open kitchen island.

She was wearing a simple silk dress, her hair loosely tied up, revealing her fair neck.

The morning light shone on her, outlining a warm halo, making her appear exceptionally gentle and serene, completely different from the woman who had been lost in ecstasy beneath him the night before.

This extreme contrast stirred something within Xu Yun.

He walked over and gently hugged her from behind, resting his chin on her shoulder.

"Good morning." The voice was low and hoarse, as if the person had just woken up.

Wan Qing's body stiffened for a moment, then relaxed, her ears turning pink.

"Breakfast is ready... Have you washed up yet?"

"Ah."

Xu Yun responded, but didn't let go. Instead, he sniffed the faint scent of shower gel on her body and asked, "Michelle is gone?"

"Yes, she said the crew had to get going and left first."

"You run fast, don't you?" Xu Yun chuckled, a hint of teasing in his voice.

Wanqing didn't reply, but gently broke free from his embrace, turned around, handed him the milk, and said with a smile, "Have breakfast first."

The two sat down by the island counter and quietly ate their breakfast.

The atmosphere was somewhat subtle, tinged with lingering ambiguity and a tacit silence.

Wanqing's phone rang when she was halfway through her meal.

She picked it up and saw that it was a call from General Manager Liang Yan.

She glanced at Xu Yun, then answered the phone: "Hello, Mr. Liang?"

Liang Yan's crisp voice came from the other end of the phone: "Wanqing, are you up? Can you come to the company this morning? The director and producer want to meet with you as soon as possible to discuss the role in the new script."

Wanqing glanced at Xu Yun, who was leisurely eating his fried egg, seemingly oblivious.

She said into the phone, "Okay, Mr. Liang, I'll be at the company in about an hour."

"Okay, then I'll wait for you."

After hanging up the phone, Wanqing said to Xu Yun, "President Liang asked me to go to the company to discuss the new drama."

"Yes, that's good. Go ahead."

Xu Yun nodded and casually said, "Work is important, don't worry about me."

"and you……"

Wanqing hesitated for a moment; there was still a little fried egg left in the pan.

"I'm fine, I'll leave by myself after I finish eating."

Xu Yun smiled and said, "You go ahead with your work."

"Ah."

Wanqing nodded, quickly finished her breakfast, then stood up and said, "I'll go change my clothes."

When she came out wearing a more formal and appropriate dress, Xu Yun was still sitting there drinking milk.

Before leaving, Wanqing picked up her bag and walked over to kiss Xu Yun on the cheek.

Xu Yun watched her disappear into the house. After finishing his breakfast, he practiced a set of Baduanjin exercises. Once he had recovered some energy, he decided to go out for a stroll.

After all, I had arranged to celebrate Grandpa's birthday with Zhong Yanyan the day after tomorrow.

It would be more appropriate to prepare a gift for yourself.

But the old man's identity was unusual.

Too expensive is no good, too cheap is no good, too tacky is no good, it's really not easy to choose!

Xu Yun rubbed his forehead, somewhat annoyed. (End of Chapter)