He was exiled to Dongguan and shot by two young women with promiscuous sexual harassment.

"You son of a bitch Yang Jiulang!" Zhou Wanqiu stood outside the villa and cursed fiercely, "You call this a house? This is a building, you bastard!"

Yang Jiulang exhaled a puff of smoke, looking nonchalant.

"Let's go!" Zhou Wanqiu tugged at Yang Jiulang's sleeve. "Although you tricked me into coming here, it's good to take a walk in the mountains."

Yang Jiulang chuckled, took out his key from his pocket, and opened the courtyard gate.

Zhou Wanqiu froze for a moment: "Damn it, Yang Jiulang, what are you doing?"

"Sister, give me some trust." Saying this, he grabbed Zhou Wanqiu's arm and forcibly pulled her into the yard.

Zhou Wanqiu's heart pounded wildly beneath that icy, cold face.

This building, this three-story villa with a yard, did he really buy it?

In the neighboring yard, a mother and daughter were sitting on the grass, the mother carefully trimming her daughter's nails.

Hearing the noise, they looked up and saw a handsome couple.

Yang Jiulang gave them a sunny, boyish smile to show his neighborly goodwill.

The mother nodded in return: "You've bought it?"

The voice was gentle.

Yang Jiulang nodded: "I'll buy it, eldest sister."

The eldest sister smiled slightly and nodded to Zhou Wanqiu, "Welcome to your accommodation."

Zhou Wanqiu froze on the spot, and then the gun exploded.

It's confirmed: this apartment was indeed bought by that scumbag guy I know!

Her chest heaved violently as she gripped Yang Jiulang's arm tightly, whispering, "Yang Jiulang, are you being kept by that older woman?"

Yang Jiulang frowned: "What are you talking about, sis? We met once before when I came to look at the apartment, that's all."

"Damn, tell me, how did you manage to afford this huge villa?"

Yang Jiulang chuckled: "I told you, my annual salary is less than 500,000, you didn't believe me. This villa, the down payment of 1 million or 200,000 is enough."

Zhou Wanqiu clearly didn't believe the lecher's nonsense, but she didn't press him for details.

She had seen too many incredible things with this man.

She also noticed that ever since the two entered the courtyard, the girl, the silent girl, had her eyes glued to Yang Jiulang and never looked away.

What's going on? There have been too many shocks today; she doesn't have time to think.

"Come on, let's go inside and take a look."

Yang Jiulang led Zhou Wanqiu into the house, showing her each floor and explaining each one.

Throughout the entire process, Zhou Wanqiu never stopped marveling at the sheer scale and functionality of the homes of the wealthy!

Finally, the two stood side by side on the third-floor terrace.

"Sister," Yang Jiulang handed the keys to Zhou Wanqiu, "that's the situation."

"I have to go to work to earn money, so I don't have time to keep an eye on things. I'll trouble you to take care of it; I'll reimburse all expenses."

"The basic interior design doesn't need major changes. What kind of workers do you need? I'll find them for you."

"As for home appliances and furniture, I'll decide what to buy. I want the good stuff, hehe~"

"It's your room, girls, you decide what to do. Oh, and by the way, don't tell them yet, give them a surprise later!"

"For this large bedroom on the third floor, I only have one requirement: the bed has to be huge, big enough for seven or eight people to roll around on; and the soundproofing has to be good, ideally so that even if seven or eight girls were screaming together, no one outside could hear them."

"And this bathroom, the bathtub is big enough already. We could change the ceiling light, make the lighting a bit softer and more diffused. Of course, we'd also need high-definition lights, just in case we need them, hehe~"

Yang Jiulang kept rambling on and on, and he even came to the conclusion that he himself was right.

Zhou Wanqiu didn't hear a word she said; at that moment, she had only one thought in her mind.

She bit her thin lips repeatedly, then suddenly stared at Yang Jiulang, her eyes red-rimmed.

"Yang Jiulang, kiss me, right here."

"Huh?" Yang Jiulang was startled and hesitated for a moment: "Sister, are you... okay...?"

"It's okay, I'm happy," Zhou Wanqiu said, gripping the rusty railing with both hands and burying her burning face in her hair.

Yang Jiulang looked around and had to admit that the villa was really well designed. Standing on the terrace, there were blind spots on three sides, and the side that was next to the neighbor's house was blocked by a high wall.

I took a deep breath and walked over.

Zhou Wanqiu is a woman, and women are materialistic and ambitious. Faced with the allure of such a high-end villa...

The key, symbolizing ownership, hung around Zhou Wanqiu's neck, gleaming in the autumn sunlight.

Lee Hyori was on duty that night.

Afterwards, the two hugged each other and whispered sweet nothings.

"Honey, the construction company and the supervisor didn't give me any trouble today. Sister Even said it was you who contacted her. Thank you, honey."

Yang Jiulang smiled and said, "Hyori, I didn't go to work today. Is your boss angry?"

Lee Hyori arched her back slightly, rested her face on Yang Gulang's firm chest, and shook her head: "No, Even unnie has been very excited all day."

Lee Hyori smiled and said, subtly hinting, "I guess it's because I was happy yesterday."

Yang Jiulang was taken aback, then rubbed her hard and said, "Xiaoli, don't be like Qinqin, that girl, she talks so flirtatiously."

Lee Hyori smiled slyly: "Honey, I saw my cousin was really excited today too. You didn't go to work today, is that because...?"

Yang Jiulang hummed in agreement.

"All day?"

Yang Jiulang didn't want to talk about the villa, so he nodded: "Five or six times, I think, I've forgotten the exact number."

Lee Hyori took a deep breath, traced circles on the man's abs with her hand, and said gently, "Honey, I also wish I had the chance to spend a whole day with you~"

In the darkness, Yang Jiulang pulled her onto his lap and chuckled wickedly, "Of course, it just depends on whether you can handle it."

"I can." Lee Hyori gritted her teeth, and that indomitable spirit of a martial artist came back.

On Tuesday afternoon, Yang Jiulang received a message from Han Jun saying that he could come to her for driving practice when he had time.

Looking at the text message, Yang Jiulang seemed lost in thought. How was her husband doing? How was she?

At four o'clock, I reluctantly went to Even to ask for leave.

Even was furious when she heard that this guy was asking for leave again. She slammed the file on the table and said, "Yang Jiulang, do you want to hear what you're saying? You disappeared all day yesterday and I haven't even looked for you yet. Now you're asking for leave again. I really suspect that you've been kept by someone outside, and it's a guy."

Yang Jiulang lowered his head and said, "Boss, you can scold me, hit me, but please don't insult me. If I have a man outside, may I be struck by lightning."

Even burst out laughing, pointing at the door and yelling, "Get out, get the hell out!"

Yang Jiulang quickly bowed and said, "Thank you, leader."

He turned around and disappeared in a flash.

Even, watching Lee Hyori's shoulders shaking wildly across from him, snapped at her, "Hyori, you keep an eye on your brother and see if he's messing around outside."

Lee Hyori suppressed a laugh and hummed in agreement.

Haha, can that be called messing around? That's downright indecent!