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

That night, Yang Jiulang's powerful kidney dragon flared up, and he couldn't sleep.

Sitting on the balcony smoking.

The image of the black car that crashed into him at high speed during the day, and the panicked state of the women and children inside, flashed through Yang Jiulang's mind.

He slowly exhaled a puff of smoke, his cheeks twitched, and his cold eyes stared at the distant night sky.

"Yuanhao, you dare threaten my women? You won't survive in Dongguan. Just wait, I'll be coming for you soon."

......

During the week, Zhou Wanqiu was on duty. After a standing battle on the small balcony of the bedroom, the two of them returned to bed exhausted.

Zhou Wanqiu climbed onto Yang Jiulang, then snuggled up to get into position and said sweetly, "Jiulang, the renovations and furniture installation at the villa are basically done. I've scheduled an inspection with the furniture company for tomorrow morning. Can you come with me?"

"Okay, I'll ask for leave tomorrow morning," Yang Jiulang said, stroking Zhou Wanqiu's smooth and delicate back.

The next morning, the whole family got up early and went out in a lively atmosphere.

We ate breakfast together at the auntie's breakfast stall, received our red envelopes, and then went our separate ways.

Yang Jiulang said he would accompany Zhou Wanqiu to check on the construction of the kindergarten and asked Li Xiaoli to help him ask Even for leave.

"Big brother?" Lee Hyori hesitated, "How should I explain?"

"Just make up any reason~" Yang Jiulang, a master liar, thought it was easy.

"Whatever, how do I make it up?" Honest Lee Hyori found it difficult.

"Just say I have a stomachache." After saying that, Yang Jiulang slapped Lee Hyori's firm, perky buttocks when no one was looking.

Lee Hyori's pretty face flushed red, and she lowered her head and walked away quickly.

Yang Jiulang and Zhou Wanqiu returned to the residential area, got into their new car, and drove to the villa.

The car was parked in the open space outside the gate. Yang Jiulang pushed open the fence gate of the villa, and his eyes lit up.

The weeds in the yard have all been cleared away and replaced with lush green turf. A set of rattan tea table and chairs has been placed under the osmanthus tree, and a circle of hydrangeas has been planted around it.

The dry fountain has also been repaired. Clear water flows slowly down from the top of the artificial hill, making a tinkling sound, and several colorful little fish play hide-and-seek among the rocks.

Upon entering the first floor, Yang Jiulang was even more pleasantly surprised.

The walls were repainted with off-white latex paint, paired with natural wood furniture, creating a warm and bright atmosphere. A light gray fabric sofa sits in the living room, opposite a large smart screen TV.

The restaurant features a long solid wood table that can seat eight people, with a warm yellow chandelier hanging overhead.

Zhou Wanqiu's taste far exceeded Yang Jiulang's expectations.

"Sister, you're amazing! Thank you for your hard work," Yang Jiulang exclaimed sincerely.

Zhou Wanqiu rarely showed a smug smile: "Boss, as long as you're satisfied."

"Hehe, satisfied, satisfied," Yang Jiulang said as he hugged Zhou Wanqiu from behind, "I'm even more satisfied with this boss lady."

Zhou Wanqiu shifted uncomfortably, panting, "Stop! The furniture company will be here soon, we don't have time to fix it for you."

Yang Jiulang reluctantly let go.

The two then went to the second and third floors.

The five guest rooms on the second floor all have almost identical interior furnishings, simple, bright, and high-end.

Yang Jiulang nodded, thinking to himself, "My sister is very thoughtful; she'll save the sisters from jealousy and rivalry."

Upon arriving at his own master bedroom on the third floor, a huge bed occupied a full third of the space, estimated to be three meters by five meters in size.

"Wow!" Yang Jiulang stared at the huge bed, asking in surprise, "Sis, are there really beds this big in the world?!"

Zhou Wanqiu pursed her lips: "It's not that big. It's custom-made, 2.8 meters by 4.8 meters. How about it, are you satisfied?"

Yang Jiulang pounced onto the bed, slumped down on his back, and found himself incredibly sturdy and stable.

Yang Jiulang rolled over, striking a seductive pose, and beckoned to Zhou Wanqiu with his finger: "Sister, this bed is for us to sleep in first."

Zhou Wanqiu spat and turned to walk onto the terrace.

Just like everyone else's bedrooms, the terrace is entirely covered with solid wood flooring, which feels incredibly comfortable to walk on barefoot.

At that moment, staff from the furniture company appeared at the door.

Zhou Wanqiu waved to them: "Come on in!"

Yang Jiulang and Zhou Wanqiu also went out to greet them.

Thanks to Zhou Wanqiu's strict oversight in the early stages, the acceptance process went smoothly.

No problem, Yang Jiulang readily paid the balance.

Of course, five percent of the maintenance fee was reserved.

After the furniture company people left, Yang Jiulang suddenly remembered something important.

"Sis, how's the soundproofing in this bedroom?"

Zhou Wanqiu nodded: "It was a special request. The walls are double-layered with sound insulation cotton in between. You know, they said it's sound insulation cotton that they developed entirely in-house."

"And these glass doors and windows," Zhou Wanqiu pointed to the large glass window leading to the terrace, "have all been replaced with double-layered, insulated laminated glass."

"Hmm," Yang Jiulang nodded in satisfaction, "Sis, come on, let's test the soundproofing."

"Huh? How do you test that?"

Yang Jiulang's eyes darted around: "Sister, you call from inside, I'll listen from outside."

Zhou Wanqiu's face turned cold, and she glared at him: "What's your name?"

Yang Jiulang said with a serious face: "Just raise the volume a bit more, like you did last night."

Zhou Wanqiu's face flushed slightly: "How can you call out something so dry?"

"But sister, how can we test if we don't call? Hurry up!" Yang Jiulang said, running to the balcony and closing the glass door.

Zhou Wanqiu was speechless, but after thinking about it, she realized that soundproofing would be quite important for their future sexual happiness. She could only sigh, turn to look at Yang Jiulang outside who was looking very serious, and let out two dry, labored cries: "Ah—ah—"

I'm so embarrassed!

Yang Jiulang pushed open the glass door and poked his head in: "Sis, did you call?"

"Didn't you hear me!" Zhou Wanqiu said irritably.

"I didn't hear it, I didn't hear it at all, sis, turn the volume up a bit."

"Add your sister!" Zhou Wanqiu cursed, "Try calling her that."

Yang Jiulang pursed his lips, walked into the house, and made two "ah ah" sounds in the empty room.

He scratched his head: "It was pretty awkward."

"You know that too!" Zhou Wanqiu turned her back angrily.

Yang Jiulang stared at Zhou Wanqiu's slender waist and suddenly had an idea.

"Sis, why don't we test it in a real-world scenario?"

"What real-life scenario?"

Zhou Wanqiu had just turned her head when she was kissed.