Many children, many blessings: Surviving in a public restroom with a newlywed bridesmaid group

Xia An'an's face was also pale, and she subconsciously moved closer to Lin Ze.

No matter how sophisticated and worldly she usually is, when faced with the oppressive feeling of real death, she is still just a weak woman.

Lin Ze looked at the screen and took a deep breath.

He knew the outside world was in a bad situation, but he didn't expect it to be this bad.

Just then, a bold, golden bullet comment suddenly floated past the top of the chat box. This was clearly sent using some kind of rare "region-wide megaphone" item.

【I am Ma Jianguo, Chairman of Huading Group in Jiangnan City! I have 5 billion yuan in my account!】

[Whoever trades me a bottle of clean water and a loaf of bread will get a hundred million when rescue arrives! It's a written agreement! I promise!]

I saw this message.

Shen Qingqiu's pupils suddenly contracted.

Ma Jianguo of Huading Group?

That's a business tycoon who frequently appears in financial news!

A top billionaire with a net worth of billions!

Before transmigrating, Shen Qingqiu's law firm had worked tirelessly for half a month to secure a legal outsourcing project from Huading Group, without even getting to see Ma Jianguo.

And now, this once high and mighty business tycoon is actually using 100 million in cash to humbly beg for a bottle of water and a dry bread on a regional channel!

However, the channel's response ruthlessly shattered the tycoon's last illusions.

"One hundred million? Old Deng, your one hundred million isn't even worth a piece of toilet paper now!"

"Waiting for rescue? Have you lost your mind?! We've been transported to a wasteland, Earth's gone, are you going to transfer money with ghost money?"

"You old geezer, just die already! Your death will save you from wasting air!"

Mocking, insulting, and kicking someone when they're down.

When faced with survival, money, status, law, and morality all become worthless garbage.

Shen Qingqiu stared blankly at the light screen, feeling that a certain belief he had always held onto had collapsed at this moment.

She turned her head and looked at Lin Ze, who was sitting on the ground.

Before he transmigrated, this man was just an insignificant subordinate in her company's legal department, earning a little over ten thousand yuan a month, not even enough to buy a toilet in Jiangnan City.

But now?

Shen Qingqiu looked around.

The spacious 15-square-meter room is covered with moisture-proof wooden flooring.

A warm ceiling light shines overhead.

In the corner sat a box of self-heating hot pot made with butter that was still half-eaten and exuded a rich aroma.

The separate, transparent glass bathroom even offers a constant-temperature hot shower.

Beneath them was a soft and comfortable 1.8-meter double Simmons mattress, covered with a light and warm silk quilt.

This isn't hell, this is paradise in the apocalypse!

The creator of all this, the absolute ruler of this sanctuary, is the man standing before us wearing only underwear and with several scratch marks on his back—Lin Ze.

Shen Qingqiu's heart was filled with turbulent waves.

She finally understood a cruel reality.

In this world, she is no longer some high-ranking general counsel; her prized legal knowledge and negotiation skills are not even enough to buy half a compressed biscuit.

If she leaves this room, if she loses Lin Ze's protection, she definitely won't survive tonight!

She will freeze to death, starve to death, be torn apart by monsters, or... sell all her dignity in order to survive, just like the people in the channel.

"What's wrong, Director Shen?"

Lin Ze noticed that Shen Qingqiu's gaze was somewhat fixed, and casually asked, "Were you frightened by what happened outside?"

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"No...no."

Shen Qingqiu hurriedly looked away, lowered her head, and bit her lower lip tightly.

"Alright, stop watching. Watching too much will only increase your anxiety."

Lin Ze turned off the chat channel with a thought.

"Our primary task now is to survive and build up our territory. We can't control what's happening outside. Everyone's had a long day, so let's get some rest."

As he spoke, Lin Ze stood up and clapped his hands.

"Sister Wan, would you like to take a shower? There's still some hot water left."

"it is good."

Su Wan nodded, blushing.

She took Lin Ze's suit jacket, draped it over her shoulders, and walked towards the completely transparent restroom.

Although she had just experienced Xia An'an's "bathing live stream," Su Wan still felt extremely ashamed when it came to her own turn.

She turned her back to the living room, quickly rinsed herself, and didn't even dare to turn her head.

Even so, her voluptuous and graceful back view still gave Lin Ze a real treat for his eyes.

After washing up, I turned off the lights and went to sleep.

The room was plunged into darkness again.

But this darkness is different from the chilling despair of last night.

The room was insulated by wooden floors, so the temperature wasn't too low, and the air was filled with the faint scent of shower gel.

On the mattress.

The five people maintained their previous tacit understanding in their positions.

Lin Ze was sleeping in the very middle.

Su Wan lay on his right side, completely exhausted from the two hours of strenuous activity she had just endured behind the curtain.

She naturally rested her head on Lin Ze's arm, draped one long leg over Lin Ze's waist, and slept soundly with long, even breaths.

Chu Xiaoya curled up in the outermost corner, like a little hedgehog lacking a sense of security.

Xia An'an was still next to Lin Ze's left side. This green tea was extremely restless in her sleep, with half of her body almost pressing against Lin Ze, and her warm breath hitting Lin Ze's cheek.

Shen Qingqiu, on the other hand, slept close to Xia An'an on the far left edge.

From this position, she wouldn't normally be able to touch Lin Ze.

It was late at night.

Lin Ze opened his eyes and stared at the dark ceiling.

He simply can't sleep!

Although I had just released myself behind the curtain, the aftereffects of that wasteland-brewed red wine were just too long-lasting.

Add to that Xia An'an's intimate dance just now, and the visual impact of the transparent bathroom.

His male nature kept him in a state of excitement.

His blood was surging, and the evil fire in his lower abdomen not only didn't go out, but seemed to be burning even more fiercely.

That indescribable hardness once again stood proudly, creating a conspicuous little tent in the bed.

"Damn it..."

Lin Ze cursed inwardly. He tried to adjust his position, but the mattress was covered with legs and arms, and every slight movement would cause him to touch an indescribable softness.

Just when Lin Ze was suffering greatly.

in the dark.

He suddenly felt that the left edge of the silk quilt he was covering had been gently lifted open with a gap.

Followed by.

A hand, slightly cool in temperature and with an extremely delicate and smooth texture, silently slipped in through the gap.

Lin Ze's muscles tensed instantly.

Xia An'an?

No. Xia An'an's hand was resting on his chest the whole time, and the feel of that hand was clearly more slender and bony than Xia An'an's.

That's... Shen Qingqiu?!