Chapter 114 Impermanence (3)

One of the high heels fell off first.

Another one.

Next came Tang Mian’s clothes.

The woman did not take off her skirt, and Zhou An heard Tang Mian not allowing her to do so.

And asked her to call me brother.

Not brother, but brother.

Amidst intermittent gasps, the woman uttered a few coquettish "brother".

Zhou An likes this mattress very much.

No matter how intense the movement above, there is no vibration below.

It seems very expensive.

He could tell that the woman was not Tang Wan, and there was no reason for her to be Tang Wan.

He had some prejudice against the moral quality of the men in the Tang family.

Zhou An had also had close or distant contact with Tang Wan, and it was hard to deny that she was an extremely beautiful woman.

But as a relative, can you have such disgusting and crooked thoughts just because she is beautiful?
For example, do I like Zhou Zhou just because she is beautiful?
Why not cherish the precious family relationship?

Zhou An and Zhou Zhou have no relatives.

After relying on each other for so many years, what they desire most is a stable and peaceful home.

He recalled a time when he was carrying a corpse in the old forest and his master said: This man made money by building houses in the city in order to build a house for his own family. Now he has helped build other people's houses, but he died before he had enough money to build his own house.

Send that body back to the ravine.

The mother and daughter lived in a thatched mud house.

Zhou An remembered the little girl chewing on a sweet potato covered in dirt and asking her mother who was blind in one eye, "Why can't your father speak?"
After the ritual was over, Zhou An helped them build a house for the man.

It's just a pointed mound of earth, and it's easy to cover.

There's nothing good about being rich. Now that you have money, you just want to sleep with your own sister?

Zhou An silently despised Tang Mian for a long, long time.

The woman was obviously tired and asked Tang Mian if he had taken any medicine. Why did he take medicine every time he came to see her?

Tang Mian said, "Don't talk. Your voice doesn't sound like hers."

Zhou An guessed that he must have covered the woman's mouth, and the woman made a muffled whimpering sound.

Tang Mian said, "Give me a child. You must give me a child."

The woman seemed to start struggling, but couldn't and slapped Tang Mian.

Zhou An stared at the tilted black high-heeled shoe, lost in thought.
Very nice shoes.

The brand name starts with the letter C, which Zhou An doesn’t recognize.

How much does it cost?
Zhou Zhou's feet are very slender, so they should look good in high heels.

"Brother, please stop. I can't stand it anymore." The woman began to beg for mercy.

【Brother, when will you come back? 】

Zhou An remembered the text message Zhou Zhou sent this morning.

Wait for me in a few days

There was a noise outside the wall and someone was talking.

"Chairman? Why are you here?" The bodyguard's voice was deliberately raised.

The movement on the bed stopped, and the woman lowered her voice, trembling, "What should I do?"

Tang Mian rustled as he put on his clothes: "Quick, pack up and hide. That old man hasn't been here for years."

The bodyguard outside the door said: "Chairman, Mr. Tang is really not here... Ouch."

Tang Tianxing's voice was deep and heavy: "Get out of here! I renovated this place! Do you think I don't know?!"

Zhou An tensed his body, ready to knock the woman unconscious the moment she came in.

But just as I saw two slender white ankles touch the ground, the secret door opened.

Zhou An heard Tang Tianxing's surprised voice: "Xiao Wan?!"

"Dad, she's not..."

"I'm not…"

Tang Tianxing obviously saw the layout of the room.

First, "Get out, bitch!"

The last sound: "You, you, you! Bastard!!"

Another shout: "Get out!"

The woman hurriedly picked up the pair of beautiful shoes and went out with the two bodyguards.

The door closed, and Tang Mian slowly picked up his trousers and pulled them up.

Zhou An saw Tang Tianxing stumble and take two steps back, and cursed again: "Big brother left behind such a daughter... I'm a graduate student, how dare you do this! You've been studying for a long time!"

Tang Mian smiled indifferently and said, "There's no one else here, so don't pretend. Besides, I didn't really do anything, so why not think about it?"

"Bullshit! This place is set up like this, and you found someone who looks like... If outsiders find out, what will happen to the Tang family's reputation?"

“I just took over this shop not long ago… Hey, the second brother arranged it, and that woman is also his.

"Besides, face? Dad, Emperor Taizong of Tang didn't think about face when he slept with Wu Meiniang. You've been giving women to Uncle Wu for so many years, and he hasn't thought about face..."

"Shut up! Do you really think you can become a local tyrant just because you have money? After so many years abroad, don't you understand that there are always people better than you?

"Nothing, nothing!
"You can be ruthless in business, but you can't be vulgar.

"Once this gets known to outsiders, the Tang family will never be able to succeed again!
"Hurry up, tear this place down quickly, and send that woman away immediately..."

Tang Mian cleaned himself up, sat on the edge of the bed and said calmly, "Dad, please stop pretending. That Spring Festival, when Xiaowan was locked up in the room, my second son and I saw you lingering outside her door for a long time. Were you thinking about her, or her dead mother? Or is she also your biological daughter?"
"Hey, it's strange to say, these two are cut from the same cloth. How about this, once the group goes public, we'll find a way to find Xiaowan. After all, we're a family, and it would be so nice to live happily together..."

Pia!
"Let your mother go..."

Zhou An saw Tang Tianxing jogging towards him and slapped Tang Mian.

Before he could finish his roar, he suddenly collapsed to the ground, holding his chest and unable to breathe.

"Dad?" Tang Mian shouted, "Someone come!"

The bodyguard rushed in, and Tang Mian said anxiously, "Call 120."

It's a mess.

The assistant came over and said to him, "I contacted Lin Jiajia, she said... her house is being renovated, so let's not talk about it for now.

"Mr. Tang, the trading company's assets are almost replenished. I think the higher-ups still need to make some progress. The China Securities Regulatory Commission said they gave us a six-month adjustment period, but the actual operating window isn't that long."

Tang Mian certainly knew it.

The task force is not something that can be easily accomplished.

Instead of wasting time here, it is better to do the opposite.

First solve the listing problems. Once it is on the main board, local relations will be easier to coordinate.

This is also the key to the current crisis of the Tang Group.

After returning from the UK, he handled a funeral and two lawsuits with ease.

Still having time to engage in entertainment activities is a skill!

What's so great about playing with women? Is it worth making an old man faint from anger?
Bloodline? Only foreigners care about that.

in the country, skill is the key.

Tang Mian paused and said, "Send a few more people to the hospital. The old man can't die at this critical moment."

"Renovation?" He laughed angrily: "I'll help her with the renovation."

Everyone left.

Zhou An lay under the bed for another five minutes before coming out.

First, she randomly picked up two dresses from the hanger and held them in her hands.

He was wearing a security uniform, so if anyone saw him, he would say he was there to clean up.

But Zhou An felt that he was not as eye-catching as Tang Wan who was surrounding him on all sides.

He even took a leisurely look around.

My personal favorite is the photo of her standing in the grass in a white dress, with her chin in her hand and a faint smile on her face.

A pair of eyes are like crescent moons dripping with water.

Looking at that face intently, the uneducated Zhou An thought of a four-character idiom.

The roots of troubles.
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"Beauty is a disaster? Haha."

Xia An nodded at Tang Wan and Su Yin who were sitting across the table.

With a disdainful sneer, he said to Qi Buyang beside him: "These two faces are called beautiful women who bring disaster. Is yours also one of them? Stop it."

Tang Wan, who had been smiling with her chin in her hand, immediately became unhappy. She hissed and hit Xia An across the table.

"If you don't know how to praise someone, don't do it! Su Yi, hit him!"

Su Yi smiled gently, sliced a piece of eucalyptus, picked up a bunch of tripe and put it in the bowl.

Turn it over, dip it in sauce, and place it between the pink lips.

The cherry lips and lilac tongue are as gentle as the spider plant on the treetop. The two share the same temperament.

Only Tang Wan showed a little more playfulness in front of Xia An.

Qi Buyang looked at this and that and sighed with disappointment.

He drank a full cup by himself.

He secretly criticized Xia An: Damn, you are right, but how could these two be met in the bath?

An hour ago, the top star at Regent Water Club was rejected by Xia An. He went upstairs and into the private room.

Qi Buyang placed the order skillfully.

The girl is here.

She looks fresh and lovely.

Her face is milky white, and although her hair is long and straight, she doesn't look like a queen, but rather delicate like a girl next door.

Not a gold medal, a foot massage is only 59.

Qi Buyang was very eager to share at that time and suggested that his brother experience the technique of his sweetheart.

Xia An thanked him but declined.

In 2006, 20-year-old Qi Buyang had not yet evolved into a complete form.

He speaks hesitantly and his pick-up skills are very crude.

The girl just smiled softly, occasionally glanced at him charmingly, her cheeks blushing, and she was as delicate as water.

What Xia An noticed was the nameplate on the girl's chest.

Nickname: Yingying

After the service, Qi Buyang sat up cross-legged, rubbing his feet which seemed to have become a thousand times more tender in his subconscious, and asked Xia An.

"how?"

"What do you want?"

Qi Buyang admitted that he wanted to be friends with the other party.

Xia An's eyes widened.

In fact, in his previous life, he never understood why Qi Buyang had a special liking for technicians.

Emotional hurt?

Quirk?

But whether you have encountered an unfaithful person or developed a habit, it requires a long period of time and a certain amount of experience.

How...is your fate determined at this age?

The mystery of two lives is solved.

Qi Buyang shrugged his shoulders: "Be obedient and serve others. When I was a child, my sister always beat me, so I vowed to find a sensible wife..."

Xia Yu: "..."

How perverted?!

由此童年阴影,难道不该立誓娶个会武艺的回家揍大姑姐么?

Qi Buyang once again asked Xia An for advice on the secret of picking up girls.

Xia An had no choice but to ask him to agree to two conditions.

When checking out, Xia An topped up Qi Buyang's VIP card with five thousand yuan.

Five thousand and give three thousand.

Gold card upgraded to diamond card.

Xia An asked him to come every day for a week and order Yingying every time.

If you don’t mind, just top up another 5,000.

Qi Buyang held the diamond card as if it were a treasure.

He dragged Xia An into the Chuan Chuan Xiang shop.

"Beauty is a disaster. Brother, you've wasted your money."

When the food was served, he said again: "Strange, I suddenly have no feelings for Yingying."

Compared with Yingying, he has a gold medal that he likes more.

Ask Xia An if he can use the eight thousand on the gold medal?
Xia An told him to do as he pleased, "You decide for yourself. The price is different, and the frequency is much less."

Qi Buyang said with a smile: "Eight thousand, I can't spend it all even if I press the tulupi."

Tang Wan was craving this after class, and happened to know that Xia An was there, so she dragged Su Lai over and pretended to meet him by chance.

She had never been in touch with Xia An's friends, so today, while Le Ning was rehearsing with the orchestra, she stole some...

Su Yi didn't care about Xia An's skipping class yesterday.

Other boys are scrambling to attend my class, why are you trying to escape?

Are you trying to get my attention?

Okay, I'm curious about you.

The above is the thought process of the heroine that only exists in pretentious street literature.

Su Yi was just teaching a temporary class and didn't think about this matter at all.

Although she is from Suzhou, spicy food is every girl's preference.

Su Yi likes to eat skewers very much, and her favorites are tripe and kelp knots.

Once in a while, just to satisfy your hunger.

There were bottles of yogurt in front of her and Tang Wan. This was a little life hack she told Tang Wan.

Reduce the risk of stomach aches.

In front of Tang Wan and Su Yi, the awkwardness he had felt before facing Yingying completely disappeared, and Qi Buyang did not feel uncomfortable at all.

Some people can think about it, some people don’t need to think about it.

Whether it looks good or not is another matter, but two doctoral titles are enough to make him back down.

Upon learning that Su Yi was still studying for a master's degree in Chinese studies, Qi Buyang started talking.

"My sister is studying this field. I can introduce you to her later."

Emperor Qi studied abroad, majoring in ancient Chinese history.

Su Yi blurted out, "Zhengzhenghuanghuang, neither Wu nor Yang. What a good name."

"Wow," Qi Buyang gave a thumbs-up. "You're quite professional. This is the first time someone has mentioned such an unusual story right after meeting you."

Compared with Su Yi, Qi Buyang's family is a real scholarly family.

Xia An naturally knew the origin of his name.

Tang Wan tilted her head in confusion.

Qi Buyang smiled and said, "From childhood to adulthood, I spent a lot of time and effort explaining to people that I didn't mean to be ugly. Later, I grew crooked, and explanations were useless..."

It made everyone laugh.

Fatty Qi was good at creating an atmosphere, and he especially praised Su Yi.

"Senior sister's temperament is suitable for studying culture. Unlike my biological sister, whose name sounds like a man and whose personality is even more so, the literary phrase I learned most from her since I was a child is the saying, 'A young tree won't grow straight if it's not pruned.' But she used the belt she used to beat me, and it was very smooth."

Tang Wan laughed so hard that tears came to her eyes.

Su Yi was the same, but much more elegant. She covered her mouth and trembled, rubbing her abdominal muscles that were about to cramp.

Xia An smiled as he replied to Lin Jiajia's text message.

Lin Jiajia said that Tang Group contacted her and Zhang Tiancheng in the afternoon, still about a merger and acquisition.

Xia An wasn't too surprised.

Previously, Zhang Tiancheng and Liu Youwei, two micro-shareholders, had been the contact persons, and they had always been dragging Shengtang Trading along.

The industrial and commercial information is there, so it is normal for the other party to find Lin Jiajia, who has absolute control, to negotiate.

Lin Jiajia said she also refused.

Xia An praised her for her good work. [Still in the mountains?]

[The well is done, and I'm laying the electrical wires. I'm teaching my grandma how to use it. I haven't been back to the city much lately.]

【It’s cold in the mountains during the changing seasons, be careful not to catch a cold】

Qi Buyang was born in an environment where paper and ink were fragrant, and he was not influenced by it at all. He asked Su Yi what traditional culture was.

"Teach me a little bit, and show it off to my sister during the New Year."

Su Yi was not the type to show off at all, and when he heard that, he didn't know where to start.

Xia An took a sip of peach juice and said, "He just said the words 'beauty is a disaster' himself. Can Teacher Su explain it to him?"

The three words "Teacher Su" finally caused the other party to roll his eyes.

Su Yi said to Qi Buyang, "This word is too feudal. The rise and fall of a nation is inevitable. Why should the people of Wu blame Xi Shi?"
I'm sure your sister wouldn't like it either.

In comparison, I like the idea that women are like water. This is a truth distilled from the experience of the past and present.

Compared to men who like to do things in a bold and decisive manner and follow the tragic pattern of winners and losers, women are much more tolerant and flexible in accepting the joys and sorrows, bitterness and happiness of life.

If you want to explain Chinese culture, you have to use allusions.

For example, the saying 'There is no constant state of war, and there is no constant shape of water' can be extended as an extension..."

she said.

Xia An didn't know what he was thinking about, and he glanced lustfully at Tang Xiaowan who was listening intently.

He whispered, "Water has no fixed shape; it takes the shape of the vessel it is in."

In my hands, you are always squeezed into various soft shapes.

Tang Wan didn't understand and stared curiously.

But Su Yi, whose voice drifted into his ears on the wind, blushed suddenly.
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After taking a taxi to the foot of Phoenix Mountain, Zhou An, without his electric car, could only jog all the way to Hewan Village again.

The moon is like a silver plate, and the shadows of the trees are swaying.

In the woods, Zhou An was breathing heavily and his face was flushed.

(End of this chapter)

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