Perfect Life: System in the End of the World

Chapter 119: Receive rewards, drink tea, light cigarettes, and train horses (Subscribe)
"Ma'am, hello, I am the manager of the Hermès brand store. According to your preferences, Mr. Song has specially selected 100 pieces of our brand clothing for you."

"Madam, I am the manager of the Chanel brand store."

"Madam, I am the manager of the Triumph brand store."

"Ma'am, I'm the manager of the Walford brand store."

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Yunhe Mansion, inside the mansion.

Yu Meiyun and Shen Yijin watched helplessly as managers of brand stores brought in hundreds of luxury clothing items one after another, their mouths slightly open, speechless.

After I had finally put away all my clothes, managers from top brand stores such as Lancome and La Prairie came and brought me a full set of skin care products.

Thought that was it.

But soon after, someone else came and brought an Aston Martin DBS worth tens of millions, a contract to purchase a Rolls-Royce Cullinan, and a Kawasaki H2R motorcycle.

Later, Rolex Daytona and Patek Philippe Starry Sky watches were also delivered.

After a lot of work.

The two women got a temporary respite.

“Yejin.”

On the sofa, Yu Meiyun trembled and said, "Is it over?"

End?

Shen Yizhen came back to her senses and looked at the list sent by Song Cheng on her phone. She took a deep breath and said, "There is also a full set of Bordeaux wines, a real estate contract for the beauty salon, a fund guarantee contract, a Porsche Cayenne, and top-level light medical beauty equipment."

Okay, okay, that's enough.
Yu Meiyun suddenly felt dizzy and said in a trembling voice: "Why did this child send so many things?"

Three luxury cars, luxury clothes, and five hundred pieces of skin care products.

There are also famous watches and famous wines.
The combined value of these things exceeds the value of this house. The two Aston Martins and the Rolls-Royce Cullinan alone are worth as much as this house.

Who spends money like this?

I can’t even imagine how much money one would need to be able to spend like this.

What kind of good person have I met?

It was the first time that Yu Meiyun was overwhelmed by so many luxury goods, and she felt at a loss both physically and mentally.

"Perverted guy"

Shen Yizhen couldn't help but say, "Aunt, it's not enough for him to destroy your body, he also intends to completely destroy your heart and your spirit."

"Luxury houses, luxury cars, luxury clothes, cosmetics"

"Once you accept this, you will be completely trapped in this kind of life from now on. There is no way to go back to your old life and you can no longer leave him."

As he said this, he glanced at his aunt and sighed.

"Forget it, you can't live without it anymore. Whether you have these things or not, you can't live without them anymore."

In this regard.

Yu Meiyun didn't care at all, instead she was worried.

"Chengcheng is so nice and gave me so many gifts. Is it because he likes me so much and is being impulsive?"

"Giving away so many things, must you have spent a lot of your savings?"

"What if it affects his business?"

Still worrying about others.

Shen Yizhen said angrily: "Aunt, you wishful thinking, don't forget that he has many other women outside. No matter how much he likes you, it is impossible for him to spend everything on you."

"I think the value of these things is probably not even worth a hair on his body."

Nonsense.

Chengcheng has no other hair on his body except his hair.

Yu Meiyun thought of the lovemaking last night, and her body and mind couldn't help but go limp again. She melted instantly, and her expression became charming.

"Yejin, take my phone."

The beautiful woman breathed rapidly and whispered softly, "Call Dr. Guan and see if she has time to come over tonight."

Doctor Guan?
It would be better to see a doctor. After all, I was so indulgent last night. It would be troublesome if something really happened.

Shen Yizhen stood up to get her cell phone.

Yu Meiyun heaved a sigh of relief, and collapsed on the sofa, feeling the weakness and trembling of her body. Song Cheng's figure and last night's madness reappeared in her mind.
It's really crazy.
Yunlong Villa.

Song Cheng drove a Bentley Continental GT into the luxury villa.

Yangwang U8 asked the driver of Yunhe Mansion to drive back, and he drove the senior sister home.

After tossing and turning in the office for an hour, the senior sister, who was in ecstasy, finally lay down completely, exhausted all her energy.

no way.

He had no choice but to send his senior sister back in person. Of course, before leaving, he did not forget to talk to Gu Hongan about the decoration business of the 36th floor of Yinhuan Building and handed the business over to the other party in person.

In the garage.

The car is parked.

Song Cheng got out of the car, opened the passenger seat, and carried the weak and fragile senior out.

After going through so much trouble, I was able to remain calm and walk out of the company. This was already my limit. Now I can't move at all.

smiled.

Song Cheng hugged the woman who was sleeping with her eyes closed and kissed her little mouth.

no response.

He didn't care, his eyes paused and fell on a new silver supercar nearby.

Look up to U9!

Unlike U8 which is an SUV, U9 is a very classic and handsome super sports car.

The price is similar to U8, close to two million.

Domestic supercar.

Not bad.

Song Cheng took a look and turned away.

I remember Dong Wenyan told her senior before that U9's supercar can rock by itself and is a very good toy car.

Return to the mansion.

living room.

Today's housekeeper and nanny did not wear sexy and revealing cheongsam uniforms, but were much more decent.

The reason is that there are guests.

"Mr. Song."

Housekeeper Tang Qian came forward with her beautiful legs in flesh-colored stockings crossed. She glanced at the woman in his arms and understood what was going on.

at the same time.

The guest also stood up and said, "Mr. Song, I am the general manager of BYD store, and I came here specially to give you the Yangwang U9."

There is more than one guest.

Then another customer stood up and said with a smile: "Mr. Song, I am the manager of the Steinway brand store. The Steinway B211 you requested has been delivered to you as soon as possible."

In addition, there was a manager who specially delivered the Dahongpao from the mother tree of Wuyi Mountain.

Song Cheng nodded slightly, and after saying hello, he sent the senior sister back to the bedroom upstairs to rest, and then returned to the living room on the first floor to sign for the delivered car, piano, and Dahongpao one by one.

The three managers left.

In front of the piano on the first floor, Song Cheng looked at it, played it a few times, and felt that the sound of the piano was very crisp and lively.

He doesn't understand piano.

However, Steinway is a top-tier piano brand, and a piano like this is worth about 1.5 million yuan. You get what you pay for, so it should be of good quality.

My hands are a little itchy.

Immediately, he paused at the piano and casually played a favorite song.

The effect of elementary piano skills is not bad. You can play the piano skillfully and play various songs.

Coupled with the effect of the ecstasy hand, the song played is full of emotion.

The song is full of emotions and pleasant to the ears.

After playing a favorite song, Song Cheng felt unsatisfied and very satisfied.

The piano is good. I can play it more often when I have nothing to do.

Get up.

He looked at the housekeeper who had dazed eyes, and Dong Wenyan and Jiang Xinqing who had come over at some point and were listening to the music with him, their eyes full of admiration, and smiled.

This smile is like a spring breeze.

The three women came to their senses, their bodies and minds trembled, and their breathing quickened for a moment.

"Mr. Song plays the piano really well."

Tang Qian took a deep breath, trying to calm her mind. Looking at the handsome, charming, versatile, and wealthy perfect man in front of her, her body and mind were completely captivated and her heart was moved.

"Mr. Song~"

Dong Wenyan's foxy eyes were extremely alluring and charming, and her voice was so delicate that I couldn't help but step forward and say, "Such a beautiful song will definitely sound better if it is accompanied by a woman's singing voice."

"I'm really good at yelling."

Such ruthless words.

Jiang Xinqing blushed and lowered her head, not daring to look at him any more. She was extremely flustered.

Tang Qian paused, took a step forward, and said softly, "If Mr. Song wants to hear something, Qianqian can also yell."

See this.

Song Cheng raised his eyebrows and shook his head slightly.

"Work hard."

He said no more, turned and left, indifferent to the woman's emotions.

Tang Qian and Dong Wenyan were suddenly disappointed.

Jiang Xinqing couldn't help but look up and glanced secretly. Her eyes were timid, and she carried the nervousness and shyness that were unique to a young girl.

Bring on the Da Hong Pao.

Song Cheng drove the new car that was delivered to him, looked up at U9, and left the mansion smoothly.

The car is nice and the driving comfort is not bad.

I arrived at Mr. Jin's house and made a phone call. Soon, the door of the villa opened and Qin Xiuru came into view with a smile.

Drive in and park your car.

Song Cheng got out of the car, and his handsomeness and charm instantly made him the focus.

"It's time to get a new car."

Qin Xiuru was holding an umbrella, wearing a proper cheongsam, her legs crisscrossed with flesh-colored stockings, and she walked over slowly in high heels. She smiled and said, "It's only been a few days, and I see you've changed three cars."

The first one I saw was su7, then I looked up to U8, and now it has changed again.

After all, he is a young man who likes playing with cars just like playing with women.

"Auntie."

Song Cheng smiled and greeted him, and said in a warm voice: "Just changed it, it looks good, let's drive it and experience it."

This smile.

Qin Xiuru paused, her eyes became dazed and her breathing paused.

He stumbled again.

Song Cheng went forward and hugged his mother-in-law, and asked with concern: "Auntie, are you okay?"

Qin Xiuru's body was trembling, and her expression was a little dazed. She slowly came to her senses.

"You, child, have become different again."

It's strangely heart-warming.

She slowed down, shook her head slightly, and didn't think much about it, just thinking that she loved her son-in-law too much.

Beauty is in the eyes of beholder.

It's normal to like such a good son-in-law more and more the more you see him.

"Is there any?"

Song Cheng also realized his own damn gentleness, but he was quite helpless.

You can be a little indifferent to other people, but not to your aunt.

"No." Qin Xiuru blamed, "You still like to torment me. Every time you call, you make me restless. I don't know if you have done any serious work outside in a day."

Come to think of it, it seems that I haven't done much serious work.

Song Cheng smiled, took the umbrella, held it up, supported the aunt who was leaning on his arms, and walked forward, speechless.

"Okay, let's go inside first."

Qin Xiuru took a deep breath and said, "Hold on, Auntie. These shoes don't fit."

It doesn't look like it doesn't fit.

Song Cheng glanced at his aunt's silk high heels, nodded slightly, turned around, picked up the Dahongpao, and entered the mansion with his aunt.

"Uncle is not home?"

He changed into slippers and asked casually.

Qin Xiuru also changed into slippers and said softly, "He's busy."

In the living room, they sat down.

Jin Yuzhu was nowhere to be seen and was not in the living room.

"Chengcheng."

Qin Xiuru calmed down and asked seriously, "Where is the switch Yuzhu gave you?"

Song Cheng took out his cell phone, opened the app and handed it to the woman.

Looked at the software.

Qin Xiuru frowned and said, "Oh, why is there really no shutdown function?"

Song Cheng smiled and said, "Auntie, so what is this software used for?"

Qin Xiuru glared.

"Stop laughing, stop laughing, be serious."

What's not proper about that?

Song Cheng was helpless.

“This software is really amazing.”

Qing Xiuru was about to say something but stopped herself, and sighed, "Yuzhu is the same, she only knows how to mess around."

The words fell.

In the stairwell, Jin Yuzhu, wearing a white elegant lace dress with her beautiful legs crisscrossed with flesh-colored shiny silk, walked down slowly on 12-centimeter high heels.

As she walked forward, the woman's figure remained elegant and noble.

The lace skirt is very thin and transparent, and you can see the actual hip-hugging lining inside.

Through the light, there is a hazy and sexy beauty.

Song Cheng's eyes lit up as he admired the noble woman's figure. His gaze finally fell on the woman's calm eyes, and their eyes met.

"Sister Yuzhu looks beautiful today."

He smiled and stood up.

When she smiled, Jin Yuzhu's eyes flashed with strangeness and surprise.

What an affectionate smile.

Unfortunately, she didn't like this kind of boring affection and was not very interested in it.

"You're good too."

He remained calm and composed while speaking.

No welcome.

Song Cheng simply took the woman's delicate body into his arms, and sat on the sofa with her in his arms.

Jin Yuzhu did not resist or refuse.

"Go, go back to your room."

Qin Xiuru scolded the two of them and urged them, "How can you behave in public?"

Jin Yuzhu remained indifferent, but her tense body trembled inexplicably and she breathed a sigh of relief.

"Auntie, I'll be leaving in a moment."

Song Cheng glanced at the time. It was already past three in the afternoon, almost four, so it was not a good idea to stay for long.

"Don't leave."

Qin Xiuru stood up and said, "Have a meal before you leave. I'll have someone prepare the food."

Having said this, he walked away swaying his body.

Song Cheng couldn't refuse, so he could only caress President Jin's silky legs and couldn't let go.

"I heard that you bought the 36th floor of Yinhuan Building."

Jin Yuzhu asked calmly.

"Ah."

Song Cheng picked up his phone, changed the mode, and said casually, "Boss Jin is well-informed."

Jin Yuzhu's delicate body trembled, and she tensed up even more.

"My family has invested in Yinhuan Building."

Despite this, the voice remained calm.

"my home?"

Song Cheng's words were profound.

"Our family."

Jin Yuzhu glanced at him with a charming look, her silk legs tightly crossed, and she said with a sweet breath, "Are you satisfied?"

Song Cheng was satisfied.

He was not greedy for the woman's property, but mainly wanted to be the man of the family.

The phone suddenly rang.

Song Cheng picked it up and found that it was a video call from Shan Liting.

It’s hard to answer.

He patted the woman's silk legs and ordered, "Change place."

Get up.

Jin Yuzhu leaned against him, breathing slightly hurriedly, "Second floor."

Song Cheng nodded, embraced the charming figure of the woman and went to the tea room on the second floor, where he sat down at the tea table.

The entire teahouse is very transparent and has a great view, while also retaining privacy.

Outside, the dark clouds dispersed and the rain curtain was gradually fading.

Song Cheng let out a breath, casually answered the video call on his phone, and saw the two women who came into view in the video.

Shan Liting, and Zhuang Min.

He was a little surprised about Zhuang Min.

From the video sent by Shan Liting in the car just now, it can be seen that Zhuang Min seems to be implicated as well.

So, what is the queen of billiards going to do?
Ask Zhuang Min for help?

Song Cheng was very interested and took out a mobile phone holder from the system space and fixed the phone on the tea table.

The tea table is very low, and there is a high-quality mat underneath, so you can sit directly on it.

Song Cheng sat cross-legged, holding President Jin, who was also sitting cross-legged in his arms, and made a cup of tea.

"Mr. Song, Yuzhu"

In the video, Shan Liting also saw the two of them and immediately greeted them with a smile.

Jin Yuzhu did not respond, her posture was very lazy and noble, with her eyes lightly closed.

"Sister Ting, Sister Min."

Song Cheng smiled and asked, "Are you in the hotel?"

Shan Liting was wearing a slim-fitting dress and sitting on the sofa, her black silk legs casually crossed, and she said with a smile: "Yeah, it's raining, so we can't have a good time in the horse farm."

aside.

Zhuang Min sat upright, looking at the camera without saying a word, with a strange look in his eyes.

"How's my horse?"

Song Cheng asked.

"good."

Shan Liting chuckled and said, "A horse worth millions of dollars can't be that bad."

Song Cheng nodded and said, "I'll go over and take a look tomorrow."

Hear the words.

Jin Yuzhu opened her eyes slightly and exhaled with her red lips slightly parted.

"That horse is not tamed."

Shan Liting said meaningfully: "I wonder if Mr. Song has that ability."

There is no lack of skills.

Song Cheng said nothing. A cigarette appeared in his hand and he put it in his mouth.

See this.

Jin Yuzhu's eyes lit up slightly. After a pause, she stood up slightly and took the lighter from the tea table. She knelt aside with her beautiful flesh-colored shiny legs together. Her delicate posture was very charming. She raised her hand to help light the cigarette.

With such a submissive look, it's obvious how capable he is.

In the camera, Zhuang Min's eyes widened.

Shan Liting also breathed rapidly, pursed her lips, and had a strange look in her eyes.

Snapped!
The dust machine is on fire.

Song Cheng took a puff of cigarette, and instantly, the aura of a big boss emanated from him from the inside out. Even through the camera, one could still feel such a submissive aura, making people want to kneel down.

"Do you think I can train this horse?"

Song Cheng opened his mouth and looked at the camera with sharp and cold eyes, and the killing effect of eyes was triggered.

With such power.

In the lens.

The two women's bodies suddenly trembled, their faces changed slightly, quickly becoming red, and their breathing became more rapid and obvious.

"Mr. Song."

Shan Liting spoke with a slightly trembling voice.

"Ok?"

Song Cheng raised his eyebrows, meaning something unclear.

See this.

The camera shook for a moment, then was fixed and positioned properly.

In the camera, Shan Liting looked charming, and she slowly knelt down with her beautiful black silk legs under her hip skirt together, with a very enchanting posture.

"Mr. Song can certainly train him."

The woman spoke in a soft tone and a humble manner.

"Where's Sister Min?"

Song Cheng smiled.

The next moment, a pair of beautiful legs wrapped in tight stretch pants walked into the camera, and then the beautiful legs were put together and then knelt down. The woman's delicate face and full breasts wrapped in a tight stretch shirt were displayed in front of the camera.

"Mr. Song, you can teach me a lesson."

Zhuang Min spoke with difficulty, his expression and behavior were tense and quite stiff.

Not in a hurry.

If the horse is disobedient, just train it more.

With his own strength, even the most noble and difficult-to-train horses are no problem.

Song Cheng pondered in his heart, casually stroking the noble woman who was kneeling beside him with her head down. As he opened his mouth to say something, he suddenly raised his head and looked towards the door of the tea room.

“Chengcheng.”

"Why didn't you tell me you wanted to drink tea? Auntie brought you some tea sets."

Qin Xiuru walked in swayingly, carrying the precious tea set that her husband had carefully put away.
(End of this chapter)