They all have a special liking for me

She really relied on her own hard work to get the most critical real estate certificate among the dividends of the times.

The house appreciated in value along with her job.

But lately, she hasn't had much direction.

She doesn't need to work hard to climb up. The entrepreneurial dreams she had talked about before and considered with her husband, such as opening a couple's workshop or making short videos together, have long been extinguished.

Instead, she felt an inexplicable freedom from Jiang Ao's palm.

Yes, Jiang Ao conveys different messages to every woman.

But mostly, his desires are pure freedom.

This kind of freedom is the most terrifying. Jiang Ao's innocence during adolescence is the spring breeze that Ye Lanshu cannot resist.

It was the warm spring breeze that made her bones feel soft.

She couldn't even remember the last time she felt heartbeat.

When did I feel my heart pounding, my cheeks flushed by the scent of a man, or even such a little man?

When she and her husband looked at the starry sky on the school rooftop, it was nothing compared to Jiang Ao's caress.

Jiang Ao made her fall quickly and made her forget about shame. Her identity as a wife was like a bondage, especially for her husband who wanted to start a business. Her inner passion could completely turn into Jiang Ao's orbit.

Because she understood that Jiang Ao didn't want money, he just wanted her body.

"Okay, stop making trouble."

"Dislike me?"

"No need to pretend... just hold me and rest."

"Ye Lanshu, you look down on me too much!"

"I didn't, it's just that you..." Ye Lanshu could feel her cheeks slightly flushed.

She didn't feel any jealousy in her heart. After all, Jiang Ao's other lovers were Yan Mengyun and Leng Qing, goddesses who had already achieved great success and were enjoying the real dividends of the times.

Therefore, Ye Lanshu and Jiang Ao are among the people who are freest and least burdened.

Ning Suxue's heartlessness is not within the scope of discussion.

Ye Lanshu certainly realized that she was about to fall.

She hit Jiang Ao a few times, knowing that Jiang Ao's childish decision would not change.

Just let him be.

Jiang Ao gave Ye Lanshu a very good experience.

Lan Shu’s heart is not completely open. The more a woman loves you, the more direct she will be.

But Ye Lanshu's love for Jiang Ao is not that outrageous.

She still had some vague resistance. If I hurt her, I guess it would be hard to say what would happen next.

Jiang Ao put his arm around Ye Lanshu's waist and whispered in her ears. Ye Lanshu was moved by Jiang Ao's kiss.

"Bad things..."

"Don't worry, Lanshu, the experience I give you will definitely be the best!" Jiang Ao was very confident, and Ye Lanshu nodded.

"At least on this point, I can still trust you...you little bastard, little bastard...you took away the boy that Mr. Yan liked...you bad thing..." She also looked straight at Jiang Ao.

It was a love she had never experienced before. It was not cheating at all, it was just her heart pounding.

Chapter 2: She didn’t want to give any of her money to her husband, she wanted to give it all to Jiang Ao~ (/)

"Lanshu, everything I do with you will make it impossible for you to turn back. From now on, you are mine. Hehe, you are no longer anyone's wife. You are my secretary, just one person!" Jiang Ao grinned and hugged Ye Lanshu's waist.

"Well... I know... I know that I am your little bastard. I have already been possessed by you... by you. What else can I say?" Ye Lanshu was of course willing. Mr. Yan treated her as a family member.

Where else could she go?

President Yan gave her the so-called choice, allowing her the freedom to leave the company. In fact, Ye Lanshu knew very well that leaving the company would mean unemployment, and she would not be able to find a better job. The so-called compensation was a lot, but it would eventually be consumed in her husband's endless dreams.

His dream was extremely poisonous to Ye Lanshu.

"Originally, I didn't plan to compromise, but my husband insisted on starting a business, insisted on... insisted on using my money for speculation. I needed a reason to change my mind. Am I a bad woman?"

"No, it's just an option. Maybe your husband will become very rich in the future, while I will still be doing nothing. Then I will drag you down and make you..."

"No, I believe in his ability and I also know your ambition. You little bastard, although you don't have any skills, you are very lucky." Ye Lanshu chuckled and she hugged Jiang Ao.

That was the freedom after the petty-bourgeois sentiment, and it was the only freedom in the nothingness after the appreciation of real estate. What she could grasp was not the pulse of this era, but Jiang Ao's hand.

This is Ye Lanshu's freedom;.

She didn't want to fall, nor did she want to miss the past. She didn't want to recall her husband playing guitar on the rooftop and talking about dreams, dreams that required her money, the money she had saved with great difficulty.

The richer she is, the less room she has for trial and error.

She was hugged tightly by Jiang Ao, and only at this moment could she feel the real warmth and eagerness. Jiang Ao's concern was not just lip service. He kissed Ye Lanshu, and Ye Lanshu herself felt like she was having fun on the unrestrained grassland.

She thought of the folk songs she hadn't heard for a long time, and the romantic stories about love.

She finally became fully focused and emotionally engaged.

Jiang Aoke understood Ye Lanshu's openness very well, and he was overjoyed.

"Lan Shu, here we come!"

"Are you proud? Are you comfortable? You look so happy..." Ye Lanshu held Jiang Ao's face and bit her lip.

Her body was hot, passionate, and full of the youthful energy she had missed.

"I'm your secretary, I'm your secretary sister." Ye Lanshu chuckled. She knew that what she had found was not true love at all, but she needed this approach to break the shackles of marriage.

She liked the feeling of being with Jiang Ao. There was no need to think, talk about the future, or plan.

She had planned countless activities and team-building activities, but she knew that planning was a very annoying thing, as rules and regulations divided time invisibly. However, only when she was with Jiang Ao did she not need to prepare, did not have to think about anything, and could just relax her mind.

She needed instinctive happiness, that kind of pure happiness.

This kind of happiness can cover up loss, give up thinking, and embrace shallowness.

Ye Lan and Jiang Ao played out countless emotions, and of course, they also played out their feelings.

She talked to herself, saying that she wanted to become Jiang Ao's secretary, and the excitement made her tremble all over.

Jiang Ao could feel her depression bursting.

"Haha, Lanshu..."

"You're still laughing at me? It's all your fault!" Ye Lanshu hit Jiang Ao angrily.

"I'm just happy... Hehe, Lan Shu... Do you want more?"

"Stop talking nonsense and come quickly... You only know how to torture me, you little thing..." Ye Lanshu naturally became very proactive now. She grabbed Jiang Ao. She needed Jiang Ao to fill her inner loneliness.

"Don't give your husband a penny. Divorce, you must divorce!" Jiang Ao smiled evilly.

"Well... I know, my money is only for you, okay?"

"No, just let you enjoy it yourself. I'm not short of money. I have Mr. Yan..."

"Even if I have Mr. Yan, I can't take care of everything in your daily life. I will spend money on you. Who else should I give it to? Little scoundrel?"

"Then buy me lots and lots of skirts!"

“That’s all you know…”

“Buy or not~”

"Buy... and wear them all for you to see." Compared to starting a business or how much a skirt costs, the spiritual comfort Ye Lanshu received far outweighed the anxiety her husband gave her.

Jiang Ao hugged her waist again, and this time Ye Lanshu also hugged Jiang Ao tightly, refusing to let go no matter what.

She herself was also enjoying this precious and unexpected sweetness.

No matter how many lovers he has, today she is the only one.

Jiang Ao could arouse a passion and impulse in her heart that she had never experienced before. She just wanted to do it, do it hard, and put everything behind her!

Ye Lanshu looked at Jiang Ao's face. She didn't dislike it at first, and now she liked it more and more. After she opened her heart, Jiang Ao was finally able to let go!

"If my husband hadn't lost his job and wasn't starting a business...if I had...if Mr. Yan had said..." Ye Lanshu suddenly realized that these opinions couldn't be considered good luck.

Chance is the superposition of necessity.

Her husband's unemployment must have been caused by his unrealistic ambitions.

"Really?? Then I won't be polite, Lanshu~" Jiang Ao happily hugged Ye Lanshu's waist.

Chapter 3: Play is allowed, but don’t overdo it! ( more monthly tickets requested!)

Jiang Ao and Ye Lanshu were both satisfied.

"Lan Shu~good baby~"

"Isn't it corny? A little brother like you calling me baby... it's really..." Ye Lanshu not only did not show the slightest disgust, but instead raised a smile.

She is not unclean, she just gave her body to the right person.

She was so sure and so confident.

If her husband called her baby now, Ye Lanshu would definitely feel nauseous and get goosebumps, but it would be fine if Jiang Ao called her that.

She is very selfish and sophisticated in her egoism, and only becomes slightly tolerant towards Jiang Ao.

"Are you feeling comfortable? Can I take a shower? It's always a bit uncomfortable if you don't take a shower for a day. I'll let you hold me after you take a shower." Ye Lanshu was still waiting for Jiang Ao to agree.

Jiang Ao refused to hold her and she had no choice but to accompany him.

But Jiang Ao will definitely nod his head.

"Well, I'll go find my wife Mengyun later!"

"She's still resting, stop looking for her all the time." Ye Lanshu said unhappily.

"It's been over an hour, almost two hours."

"So long?" Ye Lanshu was stunned. She checked her phone and realized that it was already 3:30 in the afternoon.

"You're really just killing time. You're stealing all the time doing things like this." Ye Lanshu lightly hit Jiang Ao.

"That's for sure. When you are with me, time will become extremely short..." Jiang Ao laughed.

Ye Lanshu sighed and went to the bathroom to shower. Halfway through, she thought of asking Jiang Ao to come in and help him wipe his body.

But Ye Lanshu didn't notice that her legs were a little weak. Instead, she fell into Jiang Ao's arms and let Jiang Ao wash her from head to toe.

When Jiang Ao and Ye Lanshu came out of the bathroom, their emotions were stirring again.

"Stop making trouble for now, let's go see President Yan. We may have a dinner or something tonight..." Ye Lanshu pushed Jiang Ao, and Jiang Ao rubbed her softness.

"Okay, then wear black stockings whenever you see me from now on!" This was the same request he made over and over again.

Ye Lanshu sighed, "You...really, this hobby is really perverted."

"Is it a pervert to like stockings?"

"I don't want to pay attention to you."

"The beautiful secretary in my mind should be like you, tall and attractive, wearing a black silk hip-wrapped short skirt, twisting her waist beside me..."

"What kind of sweet dreams are you having? Have you watched too many porn movies? And you wear a tight skirt every day? We have to do a lot of detailed work. Except for those pretty girls, who would wear a short skirt every day... Don't your colleagues gossip about you?" Ye Lanshu hit Jiang Ao.

"Yeah, then just wear it for me and I can see it. Can you change into a short skirt in the office from now on?"

"Okay, okay... You bad guy, I can't even imagine how you're going to torture me when I go to work."

"Just kidding. If you're working, just work hard. I'll mostly come to see you after get off work." It's not that Jiang Ao isn't in a hurry, but things are just like that in the office, and Jiang Ao has other girls to look for.

"Are you so obedient suddenly?" Ye Lanshu breathed a sigh of relief. She really thought Jiang Ao wanted to keep an eye on her every day and let her be his toy.

It’s okay to play, but Ye Lanshu can’t stand it if it’s too much.

I can only say that he is somewhat rational.

Jiang Ao held her hand, their fingers tightly intertwined.

I went to Yan Mengyun's suite and knocked on the door. Yan Mengyun actually closed her eyes for a while.