Adult Films: Support Qin Yumo at the Beginning

After a moment's thought, Song Yang quickly realized what was going on.

There are more than just the three of them on this trip to London.

Looking at the time, a fourth person will arrive in a little while, namely Yang Zixi, who has come from the capital.

Song Yang didn't have much of a purpose in inviting her to join him; he was just killing time anyway.

Besides the fact that it's really lively with lots of people, there's another very important reason.

The idea was to introduce Yang Zixi and Zhao Mosheng, two women who aren't sisters but look more alike than biological sisters.

Then, using the practical spirit that science needs most, we can explore the differences between the two of them.

Although they had already been completely honest with each other, Song Yang believed that it would be better to gather them together for comparison (to get a clearer picture).

The two characters are played by the same person, but due to the combined influence of the world, there will still be slight differences.

Take Su Yunjin and Zou Yu for example. One is young and inexperienced, while the other is calm and capable. It's easy to tell them apart.

Similarly, Yang Zixi and Zhao Mosheng also have some obvious differences, the most obvious being the black mole on their chests.

Yang Zixi has it, but Zhao Mosheng doesn't.

As for the size and feel, I won't say much more.

Considering the issue of Yang Zixi being the fourth person, Song Yang called the front desk to arrange another suite.

It's already a bit of a stretch for three people to share a suite, so it's a bit unreasonable for four people to share one as well.

When informing the front desk to arrange more rooms, I also asked the hotel to send a car to pick up Yang Zixi from the airport, so I wouldn't have to make the trip myself.

Chapter 139: Zhao Mosheng's Model Best Friend: Xiao Xiao!

About half an hour passed.

Wang Manni was the first to finish showering and come out, wearing a bathrobe and with her hair still wet.

"I'm done washing, you should go wash too."

Wang Manni, who had just taken a shower, was even more charming than before. She seemed to have shed the fatigue from the flight and looked much more energetic.

Song Yang glanced at her a couple more times, attracting Wang Manni's attention. She smiled gently and asked in a sweet voice:

"Does it look good?"

"It's much prettier than yesterday."

Song Yang nodded and answered truthfully.

"So, Mr. Song, do you think I'm prettier, or Miss Zhao?"

Wang Manni's smile deepened, and she walked over to Song Yang and sat down, then asked again.

Sure enough, no woman can escape this question.

Hu Yifei and Qin Yumo were like that back then, and Amanda also asked this question later. It's truly a characteristic unique to women.

Smelling the fragrance emanating from Wang Manni sitting beside him, Song Yang, as always, was honest and spoke without any hesitation:

"Of course, Mo Sheng is prettier."

It's not like I'm trying to have a romantic relationship with Wang Manni. She's a woman I can win over with money, so there's no need for me to go to great lengths to please her.

Therefore, when faced with Wang Manni's question, Song Yang spoke very frankly, without any intention of flattery.

In reality, Wang Manni's looks are no match for Zhao Mosheng's, and she is inferior in every way.

Perhaps the only area where she excels is in the skill of pleasing men.

However, skills can be learned later in life, and Song Yang is most skilled at providing guidance in this area.

He believed that in just a few days, or even just during his time in Europe, Zhao Mosheng would be completely transformed and given a new look.

Upon hearing Song Yang's answer, Wang Manni's expectant expression froze instantly. She forced a smile and said:

"That's true, Miss Zhao is indeed prettier than me."

This is Song Yang.

If it were any other man...

For example, a man who would practically kneel on the ground and lick her like a dog whenever he sees her.

Wang Manni was quite certain that if anyone dared to say to her face that another woman was prettier than her, she would definitely turn on her.

But Song Yang wasn't one of those sycophants she could manipulate at will; on the contrary, he was the kind of man she had to kneel on the ground and act like a sycophant.

Unbeknownst to them, Zhao Mosheng had already finished showering and was standing at the bedroom door, clearly having overheard their conversation.

Despite her many grievances against Song Yang's actions, she was forced to go further and further down the path of betraying He Yichen.

But as a woman, hearing someone say that you are prettier, especially in front of another woman, still makes you feel a little happy.

Seeing that the two had finished showering, Song Yang stood up:

"Okay, you guys sit for a while, I'm going to take a shower."

Then he randomly chose a room and gave the space to Zhao Mosheng and Wang Manni.

With Song Yang gone, the atmosphere in the living room, now only occupied by the two women, became even more somber.

There are four ironclad bonds in life, such as studying together in the same classroom and fighting together in the same gun.

But looking at Zhao Mosheng and Wang Manni's expressions, even though they were comrades who had fought side by side, there was not a trace of camaraderie between them.

Perhaps it was because they hadn't experienced enough battles and endured enough bombardment that their friendship hadn't been fully elevated.

The silence lasted for a while before Wang Manni spoke up, asking with ulterior motives:

"Miss Zhao, when did you get married?"

"What does it have to do with you?"

Zhao Mosheng replied indifferently.

"Of course it does."

Wang Manni didn't take it seriously and continued:

"What if your husband calls someday when we continue to work together?"

"If it's not convenient for you, I can answer the phone for you."

"I'm a woman answering the phone, which will definitely put your husband at ease. There won't be too much trouble."

"no need."

Zhao Mosheng shook her head in refusal, and just as she finished speaking, her cell phone rang.

Looking in the direction of the sound, it came from Zhao Mosheng's bag.

Wang Manni smiled immediately, and said enviously:

"It must be your husband calling. (acfd)"

"It's so nice to be a married woman."

"My husband cares about me no matter where I go."

Zhao Mosheng could easily hear the sarcasm in Wang Manni's words, but she had no interest in refuting them.

Because she could tell that Wang Manni's initial thought was that her presence might have hindered some of the other party's actions.

This made Zhao Mosheng laugh; she was just a vain and materialistic saleswoman.

Climbing into Song Yang's bed was already the limit of what she could do with her body.

Those who dream of instant success and rising to prominence are simply indulging in wishful thinking.

Even without her involvement, Zhao Mosheng believed that Song Yang would still invite others to come along.

Ignoring Wang Manni's sarcasm, Zhao Mosheng took out her phone from her bag. It was indeed a call from He Yichen.

As soon as the call connected, He Yichen's voice came from the other end of the phone:

"Mo Sheng, you should be at the hotel by now."

"Yeah, I just took a shower."

Zhao Mosheng responded.

"It rains a lot there, so remember to bring an umbrella when you go out."

He Yichen's caring words of advice only intensified Zhao Mosheng's guilt.

She brought an umbrella, and two whole boxes of them, because she didn't want to get wet in the rain, but obviously this was unnecessary, as she simply wouldn't wear one.

"I understand, Yichen."

Zhao Mosheng continued to respond.

"By the way, Mo Sheng."

He Yichen's voice came again, revealing news that sent chills down Zhao Mosheng's spine:

"Xiao Xiao is in London now. I've already spoken to her, and she should contact you later."

"Xiao Xiao?!"

Zhao Mosheng exclaimed in surprise.

Who is Xiao Xiao? She is her college roommate and best friend.

They had some disagreements along the way, but they've made up and are still best friends as always.

Reminded by He Yichen, Zhao Mosheng recalled that Xiao Xiao, a professional model, had mentioned coming to London for an event in the next couple of days.

I never expected that I would run into this situation so unfortunately.

If Xiao Xiao were to come over, she wouldn't know how to explain her relationship with Song Yang.

Especially Wang Manni.

Zhao Mosheng was so shocked by the news that she was completely disoriented and didn't even notice when He Yichen hung up the phone.

It was only Wang Manni's voice that brought Zhao Mosheng back to her senses:

"Miss Zhao, your husband is really considerate."

"Knowing it rains a lot here, I specifically reminded you to bring an umbrella."

"roll!"

Zhao Mosheng had no interest in arguing with Wang Manni, and coldly said:

“Wang Manni, you don’t need to be sarcastic. You don’t need to interfere in my affairs.”

"What you should do most right now is to find a way to please Song Yang and get enough benefits from him."

"You don't really think you can marry Song Yang, do you?"

"How old is Song Yang? How old are you?"

"Did I marry you because you're older, or because you're good at sex?"

"Or do you think that sleeping with Song Yang a few more times will make him fall in love with you?"

Chapter 140: Zhao Mosheng: A friend of mine is coming!

I'm in a panic!

Zhao Mosheng was a little anxious because her best friend was coming.

Wang Manni, who had been exposed to Zhao Mosheng, was also flustered and blushed after hearing Zhao Mosheng's words.

Even if that was exactly what he was planning, saying it out loud would make him lose face, so he chuckled coldly.

"So what if that's what I think?"

"But no matter what I do, I can't match the tricks you play."

"What are you, a married woman, thinking of doing this with Song Yang behind your husband's back?"

"Is it that your husband can't satisfy your needs? Is it only Song Yang who can satisfy you?"