Urban Shen Lang (Complete) - Chapter 13

Chapter 106 The Front Desk Secretary
The next day, Shen Lang went to Qingtian Company. He needed to "file a report" with Tian Qingya. Tian Qingya had implicitly become Shen Lang's "head of the inner palace." Before winning Lin Yu back, he felt it necessary to tell Tian Qingya, otherwise he would feel uneasy.
Shen Lang hadn't been there since the opening ceremony. Upon arriving, he found the company had changed drastically. Everything was now basically on track, just lacking a bit of liveliness. Because the products were still in the experimental stage, the company's business and work weren't heavy, and Tian Qingya wasn't very busy. In fact, the whole company wasn't busy. Now, besides a few security guards sent by Li Yiyang, only Tian Qingya and a secretary named Xia Youran were regularly present. Xu Nuo, the finance manager, only came occasionally, just to show up and then leave, busy with her master's thesis. The company's expenses weren't high, and Xu Nuo didn't have much to do. She had specially designed and developed a financial software for the company, and now, with just a few keystrokes, general accounting transactions could be easily handled.
Xia Youran was about 22 years old, dressed in a fashionable office lady outfit, her hair styled in a bun, making her look both charming and capable. She had only been with the company for a few days, currently working part-time as the receptionist and Tian Qingya's secretary, so she didn't recognize Shen Lang.
Seeing Shen Lang enter, Xia Youran politely greeted him, "Hello sir, how can I help you?"
Her international greeting was pleasant and soothing. Shen Lang couldn't help but glance at this pretty young secretary a few more times, saying, "I'm looking for General Manager Tian."
Xia Youran felt a little annoyed by Shen Lang's gaze, but out of professional politeness, she suppressed her displeasure and asked, "May I ask your surname? Do you have an appointment?"
Shen Lang thought to himself, "Is it necessary? Such a small company, an appointment?"
"Hehe, no need, I'm General Manager Tian's boyfriend."
Xia Youran was clearly surprised, covering her mouth with her hand, almost crying out, probably astonished by Shen Lang's youth. In her eyes, President Tian was elegant and beautiful, with a mature and charming allure that made her think he was at least twenty-seven or twenty-eight years old. The man in front of her, however, looked no more than twenty-three or twenty-four. He
was quite handsome, with refined manners and a sophisticated air, making him a suitable match for President Tian. However, this was merely a facade; he might just be a gold digger, a mere figurehead. And the way he looked at her earlier—he was probably a lecherous fellow.
Seeing Xia Youran's surprised expression, Shen Lang knew she had misunderstood him, but he didn't know what she was thinking. He teased, "What, doesn't it seem like it?"
Xia Youran snapped out of her daze and hurriedly said, "Ah, no, I just think President Tian is so lucky to have such a handsome boyfriend like you."
Shen Lang was flattered in a slightly insincere way, but he was still very happy inside. He said, "Thank you! How's work? Are there any difficulties? If so, just let me know, and I'll have President Tian help you."
Shen Lang was somewhat sincere when he said this, but Xia Youran heard it with a hint of malice. The beauty thought to herself, "How could President Tian have such a boyfriend? How hypocritical!"
Although she was inwardly grumbling, Xia Youran outwardly feigned gratitude and said, "Thank you. There are no difficulties, everything is fine, the working conditions are good, and President Tian is very kind to me."
Shen Lang said, "That's good. You go ahead and do your work. I'll go in by myself."
Xia Youran said, "Okay, please go ahead!"
After Shen Lang left, Xia Youran couldn't help but continue to grumble to herself. Although her previous boss wasn't as handsome as this guy, when he said things like, "How's work? Any difficulties? If so, just let me know," his expression was really similar. If it weren't for that old lecher's advances, why would she have jumped ship to work for this small company?
In her heart, Xia Youran only saw Qingtian Company as a stepping stone. With the financial crisis, jobs were hard to find, so she had no choice but to take Qingtian Company. Although the company was small, the benefits were decent, which was why Xia Youran came here. Who told her to be so foolish as to buy a house? Once she became a mortgage slave, she had no right to be unemployed. ...
When Shen Lang appeared at the office door, Tian Qingya was so surprised she almost cried out. She was stunned for a moment before laughing and rushing over, hugging her lover tightly, and exclaimed joyfully, "Husband, why are you here?"
After a passionate kiss, Shen Lang pulled Tian Qingya to sit on the sofa, took her small hand tightly, kissed it, and asked, "Ya'er, are you tired?"
Feeling her lover's tenderness, Tian Qingya gently shook her head, nestled comfortably in Shen Lang's arms, and whispered, "Not at all. The company doesn't have much business yet, and there's not much to do. How could I be tired?"
Shen Lang suddenly had an idea and said, "Give me a position, anything is fine."
Tian Qingya seemed not to have heard him clearly and asked, "What?"
Shen Lang said, "I mean, Ms. Tian, please give me a position. I don't want my gentle, virtuous, beautiful, and generous wife to be too tired. I want to share some of the burden with her."
Tian Qingya Feeling a sweet warmth in her heart, she said, "Honey, really, it's not necessary. I'm not busy right now. Besides, you're about to take the college entrance exam, so you should focus on studying."
Shen Lang said, "Your husband is a genius. Even without studying, I could still get the top score. But the most important thing is to be low-key. Also, there's still a three-month break after the college entrance exam before school starts. Do you really want me to
be a gigolo and live off a woman?" Tian Qingya laughed, "That's not bad either. Once the company is running smoothly, I'll be able to relax. I can cook for you at home every day and fatten you up so that people will know that it's okay to
live off a woman. If it's willing, they can't stop me!" Shen Lang laughed, "So you want to raise me like a pet pig? You've gone bad too! I need to punish you properly!"
As he spoke, a devilish hand slipped inside Tian Qingya's collar, bypassing her bra, and wantonly kneaded her two incredibly beautiful soft mounds.
Tian Qingya let out a soft moan, quickly losing herself in her lover's caresses. One hand unconsciously reached down to Shen Lang's lower body, gently stroking him…
The office suddenly became filled with an alluring atmosphere. As the saying goes, "Spring's beauty cannot be confined within the room; sounds of passion escape the door." Smiles as beautiful as flowers, faces as tender as water…
“Ring ring…”
A jarring and annoying telephone ring shattered this rare moment of intimacy.
Tian Qingya, slightly panting, said in
a seductive voice, "Honey, I need to answer the phone." Shen Lang said "Okay," picked Tian Qingya up by the waist, carried her to his desk, and then plopped down in her boss's chair, pulling her close. He grinned mischievously, "Answer it!"
Tian Qingya blushed, hesitated for a moment, and endured the caresses of Shen Lang's large hands before answering the phone: "Hello?"
It was her secretary, Xia Youran: "President Tian, an elderly gentleman named Cheng Guangyuan wants to see you. He said he was introduced by Boss Shen. I don't know Boss Shen, so you see..."
Hearing Xia Youran's words, Shen Lang indicated to Tian Qingya that he had invited the man. Tian Qingya understood and said, "Let him in in three minutes!"
Constantly being harassed by Shen Lang, Tian Qingya's tone inevitably carried a hint of seduction, which Xia Youran overheard on the other end of the line.
Xia Youran's face turned bright red instantly. This wasn't the first time she had encountered this situation. Her previous boss always liked to call her while he was having sex with one of his secretaries, just to get pleasure from hearing her voice. It was utterly shameless!
But Xia Youran didn't expect that the despicable Shen Lang was also doing *that* with President Tian. Xia Youran vaguely felt that she might have to change jobs again. Why are there so many perverts in this world?

Chapter 107 Knowing full well
that Cheng Guangyuan was coming in, Shen Lang finally reluctantly let go of Tian Qingya and whispered in her ear, "Baby sister, let's continue after the guests leave."
Tian Qingya gave Shen Lang a coy glance and nodded slightly, looking extremely alluring.
Hearing the knock on the door, Tian Qingya said, "Come in!"
Cheng Guangyuan was a tall man in his fifties, but he was very strong and looked to be only in his forties. His short black hair made him look very energetic. This genuine farmer, although he dressed very formally for this trip to the city, wearing a suit and tie, still clearly showed the ruggedness of a farmer.
As Cheng Guangyuan entered, Shen Lang quickly went over to shake his hand, saying, "Uncle Cheng, welcome, welcome! You must be tired from your journey. This place must have been hard to find, right?"
Cheng Guangyuan chuckled憨厚ly, "It's easy to find, but I don't come to the city often, so I got a little lost, haha."
Shen Lang said, "Come, let me introduce you. Mr. Tian, this is Uncle Cheng, the village head of Chengjia Village. Uncle Cheng, this is Ms. Tian Qingya, the general manager of Qingtian Company, whom I mentioned to you on the phone."
Although Tian Qingya didn't know Shen Lang's purpose in inviting this uncle, she still respectfully shook hands with the farmer and greeted him, "Hello, Uncle Cheng, you must have had a long journey!"
Xia Youran brought in tea, and Tian Qingya personally took it and handed it to Cheng Guangyuan. She could tell that Shen Lang respected this farmer, so she was determined to show even more respect. Tian Qingya was a smart woman who knew how to give her man face.
Cheng Guangyuan accepted the cup of tea, repeatedly saying, "I don't deserve it, I don't deserve it, haha."
Shen Lang said, "Uncle Cheng, sit down, don't be so polite, make yourself at home. Ms. Tian is my girlfriend, we're all family."
Cheng Guangyuan glanced at the two of them in surprise and smiled, "Little Shen is so lucky to have found such a beautiful and capable girlfriend."
Tian Qingya was overjoyed and humbly said, "Uncle Cheng, you flatter me too much."
Shen Lang said, "Qingya, you may not know, but Uncle Cheng saved my life. A few years ago, when we were filming on the cliff behind Cheng Family Village, I fell off the cliff and almost broke my spine. It was Uncle Cheng who cured me with his ancestral medical skills."
Tian Qingya was a little surprised and very moved, saying, "Uncle Cheng, I don't know how to thank you enough."
Cheng Guangyuan grinned and said, "Don't mention it. Little Shen is just like me. Those days when I... " "He filmed in our village and brought us a lot of benefits; everyone speaks highly of him."
Shen Lang said, "Everyone, don't be so polite, let's get down to business. The main reason I invited Uncle Cheng here this time is to discuss cooperation. It's like this: Chengjia Village has a large population but little land. Although the land is very fertile, the grain produced each year is just enough to eat, with no surplus to sell, and the villagers aren't wealthy. Right, Uncle Cheng?"
Cheng Guangyuan sighed, "Yes, I've been the village head for over ten years, and I haven't been able to give everyone a good life. I feel guilty. Many young people in the village have gone out to work, but what good can they do? They work themselves to the bone and don't earn much money. They leave behind their wives, children, and elderly parents, and the limited land they have is lying fallow. It breaks my heart."
Tian Qingya listened quietly; she vaguely understood Shen Lang's meaning, but still didn't interrupt.
Shen Lang said, "Given the village's situation, simply planting grain crops won't lead to wealth. Therefore, we must plant crops that can generate more revenue on the limited land. Our Qingtian Company's first batch of new grain varieties is about to begin large-scale experimental planting, which is why I thought of Chengjia Village. Uncle Cheng, how many acres of arable land does the village have in total?"
Cheng Guangyuan replied, "Our village is considered quite large; we currently have 6,540 acres of arable land. Furthermore, the village is old, and many old houses are no longer inhabited. If we were to clear out these, we could have over 100 acres."
Shen Lang said, "I might as well tell Uncle Cheng about our company's grain..." "The variety is new, and the yield will definitely be high, so the prospects are very good. If the village is interested, it can be used as a breeding base for the company. As far as I know, the village's land is very fertile, and the irrigation system is also very good, making it very suitable as a breeding base. Although I can't say for sure that it will make the village rich quickly, I can guarantee that within five years, every family in the village will be living in a small villa."
Cheng Guangyuan was a little surprised. It wasn't that he didn't believe Shen Lang, but he was frightened by such a bright prospect. Every family living in a small villa—at the current level of development, Chengjia Village absolutely had no chance of achieving this within fifty years, unless a miracle occurred.
Cheng Guangyuan asked excitedly, "Xiao Shen, are you serious?"
Shen Lang said to Tian Qingya, "Qingya, can I make the decision for you?"
Tian Qingya replied, "Of course! I'm worried about not having a reliable breeding base. The current experimental field belongs to Huaxia University, and the rent is quite high every year!"
Shen Lang said, "Uncle Cheng, you see, Qingya has already agreed. However, this is a big deal. I think you should go back and discuss it with the villagers first. If it's possible, give me a call, and we'll personally go to the village to sign breeding contracts with each household to reassure everyone."
Cheng Guangyuan said gratefully, "That's great! I believe the villagers will agree. I'll be going now and will get back to you as soon as possible." Shen
Lang said, "Okay, Uncle Cheng, I'll see you off!"
Although Cheng Guangyuan declined several times, Shen Lang still escorted him to the company entrance.
Back in the office, Shen Lang held Tian Qingya in his arms again and said, "Ya'er, you won't blame me, will you?"
Tian Qingya said, "Blame you? Why would I blame you?"
Shen Lang said, "I decided on the breeding base without discussing it with you."
Tian Qingya said, "How could Ya'er blame you? I've been worried about this for days. Because we don't have reliable people or land, it's been hanging in the balance. If it weren't for you, I really wouldn't know what to do. Our seeds need very reliable people to cooperate with, otherwise, problems might arise."
Shen Lang said, "Actually, I also had a little selfish motive. Uncle Cheng saved my life, and I wanted to repay him but never had the chance. Although I know we're running a company and everything has to be done according to the rules, Chengjia Village is definitely a good place for breeding. You can go and check it out yourself when you have time."
Tian Qingya said, "Husband, I believe you!"
After saying that, Tian Qingya kissed Shen Lang's lips passionately, offering her tenderness.
Enjoying the tenderness and affection of the beautiful woman, Shen Lang was deeply moved and said, "Ya'er, you're so good!"
Tian Qingya said coquettishly, "Honey, shall we go to the small room inside? I couldn't give it to you last time, and I haven't had the chance since..."
Shen Lang glanced at Tian Qingya's small room and said, "I couldn't be happier! You should call your secretary first, so no one can disturb us."
Tian Qingya gave Shen Lang a charming look, obediently picked up the phone, dialed the front desk, and said, "Xia, if anyone looks for me later, just say I'm not here."
Xia Youran received the instructions from her boss and knew exactly what was going on. She felt increasingly depressed. How could such an elegant CEO like Tian fall for a gigolo? She couldn't help but feel sorry for Tian Qingya.
However, aside from this private matter, Xia Youran still admired Tian Qingya quite a bit. It was truly rare for a woman who hadn't received higher education to manage a company so well. But how could such an exceptional woman...
Xia Youran grew increasingly angry, not knowing why. She desperately wanted to rush over and confront Tian Qingya, explaining Shen Lang's true nature and snapping her out of her daze. But Xia Youran knew she could only dream about it. No boss would like their employee interfering in their private life, no matter how good they usually were.
Xia Youran was momentarily stunned, Shen Lang's hateful smile flashing through her mind, fueling her growing disgust.
Suddenly, a terrifying thought popped into her head: Did she like women? Or rather, did she fall for Tian Qingya?
Good heavens! Xia Youran felt like she was about to faint. How could this be? Was she only discovering her sexual orientation in her twenties?
Of course, Xia Youran didn't know this was just her overthinking. That's how people are; often they scare themselves, making it all seem real, terrifying themselves and adding to their worries. And when the truth comes out in the future, they always regret being so foolish. But no matter what, they can't escape this cycle.

Chapter 108 A Final Effort
Shen Lang swept Tian Qingya up in his arms, kicked open the door to the small room, and then gently hooked it shut out the world.
He placed Tian Qingya on the soft bed, then smiled wickedly and pressed himself against the beautiful woman. Looking at her flower-like face, he said, "Ya'er, are you ready?"
Tian Qingya's eyebrows were arched like dark ink, her lips red and her skin white. Now, her shyness added to her alluring charm, and her voice seemed to be coated with honey: "Husband, I regretted not being able to give myself to you last time. Now that I finally have the chance, Ya'er can't miss it again. Hurry up and possess me! I've never wanted to be your woman so much before." "Human."
Hearing Tian Qingya's bold and straightforward words of love, Shen Lang's already tender heart melted even more. A surge of love coursed through his body. He stopped talking; actions spoke louder than words. A barrage of passionate kisses rained down on Tian Qingya's body. He wanted to use kisses to complete the first step of possessing this woman, so he kissed her carefully, earnestly, and meticulously, leaving no part untouched, no spot untouched. He wanted to leave the woman he loved so deeply imprinted with his love.
Tian Qingya enjoyed her lover's kisses, sometimes gentle as a spring breeze, sometimes a tempestuous storm, sometimes tender and affectionate, sometimes wild and domineering… But no matter the type, Tian Qingya could feel the intense love. She completely opened herself to her lover, awaiting his final penetration…
After the first time, Shen Lang held the beautiful woman in his arms, resting on the bed, savoring the sweet afterglow of the storm.
Lying in Shen Lang's broad arms, Tian Qingya's face was full of happiness. She said contentedly, "Husband, I finally feel like a complete woman now. Thank you."
Shen Lang asked, "Ya'er, do you like children?"
Tian Qingya replied, "Yes! Like Xi'er and Yan'er, watching them grow little by little every day gives me a sense of satisfaction and accomplishment. I raised them, and I feel that all I've accomplished in all my years is this."
Shen Lang said, "More than that!"
Tian Qingya asked, "Hmm?"
Shen Lang said, "And yourself too. You've made yourself so beautiful, so gentle, so capable, and given yourself to me. Ya'er, you are your greatest achievement." "I'm more grateful to you than anyone else for this."
Hearing these words of love she'd never heard before, Tian Qingya was captivated. She said, "Husband, you just asked me if I wanted a child?"
Shen Lang said, "Ya'er is so smart. I really want a child of our own. Ya'er, are you willing to have a child for me?"
Tian Qingya nodded firmly, saying, "Husband, I'm willing, I'm willing!"
Shen Lang said, "Then shall we try again?"
Tian Qingya lowered her head shyly and nodded gently. Shen Lang chuckled, as if he'd received a royal decree, and continued his great sowing work on Tian Qingya's fertile land. Another storm raged in the room…
"Ya'er, there's something I want to ask for your forgiveness about."
Shen Lang buried his head in Tian Qingya's arms. "I know it's a bit cruel to tell you this now, but I still want to say it. I don't want to lie to you."
Tian Qingya saw that Shen Lang looked a little troubled. Being older than Shen Lang, she couldn't help but feel maternal. She hugged Shen Lang tightly and said softly, "Don't rush, tell me slowly. No matter how difficult things are, they can be resolved, right?"
Shen Lang slowly told her about Lin Yu.
Tian Qingya listened quietly, remained silent for a while, and then said, "Husband, I think you should win Lin Meimei back, otherwise you will both struggle in pain for the rest of your lives."
Shen Lang said, "Ya'er, thank you!"
Tian Qingya said, "Husband, I am older than you and have more experience than you. We are both unfortunate orphans, so we should know the value of true love even more. We are already unfortunate enough, and now we cannot create more misfortune for ourselves. We cannot let Lin Meimei continue to live in the pain of losing her lover, right? I understand your worries. You are worried that I will be sad and jealous. No, I will not be sad or jealous. On the contrary, I should be happy. This proves that my man is a man of deep feelings."
Shen Lang was speechless. He could only use all his passion to cherish and linger with this woman he both loved and respected, enjoying the sweet moments of their intimate union...
Xia Youran became more and more annoyed. She had actually become a rival in love with a man. How ironic!
Apart from not being able to get a woman pregnant, Xia Youran had too many reasons to think that Shen Lang was superior. First of all, she was not a freeloader; if she were to be, it would be someone else. Secondly, she was prettier than Shen Lang. Although Shen Lang was handsome, no man is as beautiful as a woman, right? Thirdly, she had financial means and a house. Did that gigolo have that? Did he expect to live in a woman's house even after marriage? Fourthly, she was an orphan who had experienced the harsh realities of life from a young age, making her more caring, considerate, and appreciative. Fifthly… what else? Xia Youran couldn't think of anything else. However, she thought that if she were Tian Qingya, she would definitely choose Xia Youran, not that gigolo.
Unfortunately, even so, Xia Youran didn't dare to say it. If she did, she would definitely lose her job. Would a woman keep someone who had "ulterior motives" towards her by her side? No!
Two hours passed, and the two still hadn't finished. Xia Youran was shocked and felt as if she were being pinned down by Shen Lang. She imagined herself as Tian Qingya, imagining the poor CEO being pinned down and forced to endure pleasure by that damned gigolo… what immense pain and torment that would be!
Xia Youran couldn't help but think of her previous boss again. At this moment, the ugly face of that lecherous boss overlapped with Shen Lang's handsome face, and a female colleague overlapped with Tian Qingya. Xia Youran, imagining Shen Lang pinning Tian Qingya down, couldn't help but recall the time she accidentally saw her lecherous boss pinning down a female colleague in the office…
The more she thought about it, the more disgusted she became. Xia Youran rushed to the bathroom and started vomiting, but nothing came out; only acidic bile mixed with stomach acid kept flowing out. She felt terribly uncomfortable, and tears streamed down her face.
Finally, even the bile couldn't be vomited up. Xia Youran washed her face and came out, sitting at the front desk like a corpse. She felt incredibly painful, hugging her shoulders and trembling. She left her previous company because she didn't want to experience that kind of harassment again, but she hadn't expected to be unable to avoid it even here.
Xia Youran was desperate. Was lust really so powerful that it could make even the seemingly noble and charming CEO Tian submit? But why hadn't she ever felt any impulse in all these years? Could it be that I am the legendary frigid person?
Xia Youran looked up at the ceiling, hoping to see the sky, but instead saw a face she loathed—Shen Lang.
When did he come out? Xia Youran was startled.
Shen Lang leaned over, looking at Xia Youran sitting there, tears streaming down her face, her body trembling, and said with great concern, "Miss Xia, are you alright? If you're not feeling well, I can take you to the hospital."
Looking at Shen Lang's face and hearing his voice, Xia Youran felt increasingly disgusted. She thought to herself, "I don't need your hypocrisy, I don't need your sanctimonious facade, I don't need your malicious intentions… Ugh…" Xia Youran couldn't help but gag again…
Seeing this, Shen Lang rushed back to his office, saying, "Sister Ya, Miss Xia…" "She seems to be sick. I'll take her to the hospital."
Tian Qingya walked over worriedly, looking at Xia Youran, whose face was streaked with tears and who looked extremely haggard. She asked, "Xia, are you alright?"
Xia Youran saw Tian Qingya approaching, her posture somewhat awkward, her legs so unnatural, she could barely walk, staggering step by step, a trace of pain hidden in her eyes...
Xia Youran thought bitterly, it must all be that Shen Lang's doing, that damned scoundrel, how could he have made Tian Qingya like this, I hate you so much.
Seeing the lingering desire in Tian Qingya's eyes and the flush of her after climax, Xia Youran felt her heart breaking, and at the same time, she continued to sink into endless despair. Yes, Tian Qingya probably enjoyed that feeling of making love, but what could she give her? Perhaps only this tall, handsome pretty boy could give her satisfaction and sexual happiness.
Ugh…
Xia Youran felt like she was about to vomit her stomach out. The strong acid made her throat incredibly sore, and she started coughing violently. Each cough seemed to shake her chest open, and tears streamed down her face.
Xia Youran was devastated. Her makeup must be ruined, and she must look awful!

Chapter 109 Love
Gene Xia Youran grabbed Tian Qingya's hand, her face streaked with tears, and sobbed, "President Tian, do I look terrible? I'm so sorry, sob sob…"
She thought to herself, "This is so embarrassing. President Tian will definitely look down on me."
Tian Qingya didn't understand why Shen Xiayouran was asking such a question, and could only anxiously ask, "Xia, what's wrong? You're not ugly, not at all! Our Xia is the most beautiful! Don't cry, okay?"
Hearing Tian Qingya's words, Xiayouran was moved, crying and laughing at the same time, a heartbreaking sight. "President Tian, I'm fine, I'm really fine. I just suddenly remembered a lot of bad things from the past, I'm so sad, ugh..."
Xiayouran started gagging again, but there was nothing in her stomach, which made her feel even worse. If there were something in her stomach, she might feel a little better.
Seeing Xiayouran getting worse, Tian Qingya anxiously said, "Xia, this won't do, let's go to the hospital."
Shen Lang was about to help Xiayouran up, but Xiayouran kept backing away, shaking her head violently.
Tian Qingya assumed Xiayouran didn't want to go to the hospital, but actually Xiayouran just didn't want Shen Lang to touch her.
Tian Qingya tried to comfort her, saying, "How can you do that? You can't tough it out when you're sick. Xia, be good, let's go to the hospital. I'll get angry if you don't listen."
Xia Youran's heart softened at Tian Qingya's words, and she finally nodded.
Tian Qingya wanted to help Xia Youran, but her own body was still weak, and she couldn't muster any strength. She couldn't help but blush and glance at Shen Lang. Her appearance made Shen Lang's heart flutter. It was so rare to see such a mature beauty with such shy charm.
Shen Lang said, "Sister Ya, let me take Miss Xia to the hospital. You're not feeling well, you should rest."
Tian Qingya blushed again upon hearing this and ignored Shen Lang, saying to Xia Youran, "Xia, let Shen Lang take you to the hospital, okay?"
Xia Youran glanced at Shen Lang, her dislike for him growing stronger, and said in a tearful voice, "I don't want him to take me, I don't want him to take me."
Tian Qingya and Shen Lang were both puzzled by Xia Youran's strong reaction and couldn't help but look at each other in bewilderment.
Tian Qingya assumed Xia Youran was just a little embarrassed and comforted her, "It's alright, Shen Lang is my boyfriend, just treat him like your older brother."
Shen Lang felt a bit awkward, thinking to himself, "It's like someone's rushing to give you a ride, what did I, Old Shen, do to offend you?
" Shen Lang said, "President Tian, you're really not feeling well, let me give you a ride."
Xia Youran kept shaking her head, looking like she was about to cry again.
Shen Lang was getting increasingly annoyed by the girl, and his patience quickly ran out. Without a word, he picked Xia Youran up and carried her outside, turning back to Tian Qingya and saying, "Sister Ya, I'll call you again later."
Tian Qingya smiled and said, "Okay, be careful on the road. Take that Mercedes with you; it's rarely driven around the company."
Shen Lang said, "I know."
Suddenly being held by Shen Lang, Xia Youran felt even more nauseous, as if she were being held not by a person, but by a fly. Her face turned pale, and she cried out, "Let me go! Let me go! I..."
Shen Lang said coldly, "Shut up! You're sick right now, so I won't argue with you. I think it's because President Tian has been too good to you, spoiling you rotten. Don't forget, you're an employee, not President Tian's relative."
Xia Youran seemed frightened by Shen Lang and obediently shut up, but tears streamed down her face, several times more profusely than before!
Shen Lang was most afraid of women crying, and couldn't bear to watch any longer. He said, "I'm sorry, please stop crying, okay? It's like I did something to you. If you keep crying like this, Sister Ya will definitely not let me off the hook. Just do me a favor and stop crying, okay?"
Xia Youran was a little confused by Shen Lang's words, but finally stopped crying and asked with tears still on her face, "What do you mean? Why won't President Tian let you off the hook?" Shen Lang
gently wiped away Xia Youran's tears, not answering her question, but saying, "Didn't you see that your President Tian just..." "Was she that nervous? Her concern for you far exceeds what a superior would show to a subordinate. She cares so much about you, yet you're still so disobedient. It must break her heart. Be a good girl and come to the hospital with me. Don't worry her. President Tian is a good woman. She'll do her best to treat everyone around her well. You absolutely can't be so willful anymore."
Xia Youran felt a strange sensation welling up inside her as Shen Lang wiped away her tears. He seemed to be quite pleased with her. Hearing his words again, she couldn't help but feel a little dazed, thinking to herself, "Am I really that willful?" Perhaps she really was. What right did she have to be willful in front of her boss? What right did she have to interfere in her private life? What right did she have to dislike her lover? Xia Youran felt a little lost.
Seeing that Xia Youran had finally calmed down, Shen Lang thought his words had worked, but he didn't know that what Xia Youran was thinking was completely different from what he was thinking.
Xia Youran continued to ponder. Perhaps her feelings for Tian Qingya weren't love; it was more of a tender affection. During her most difficult time, Tian Qingya had given her a job, treated her like a sister, never lost her temper with her, and never scolded or argued with her when she made mistakes, but instead patiently guided her. She had even invited her to her home and introduced her to her twin sister. How could she possibly defile such a kind person with such a distorted affection?
Xia Youran was a little confused. If she didn't love Tian Qingya, then why was she jealous of this man? Was it because she considered Tian Qingya like an older sister and felt sorry for her? That was probably it. Yes, given Tian Qingya's qualities, she should have found a successful, gentle, and handsome boyfriend. But why would Tian Qingya fall for this pretty boy? It was truly baffling!
Suddenly, Xia Youran realized something. Although Tian Qingya was a gentle and kind woman, it didn't mean she was a foolish woman without her own opinions. How could someone as outstanding as her willingly let a pretty boy live off her? Or perhaps this guy was exceptionally outstanding? But looking at him, besides being handsome, he didn't seem particularly special.
Shen Lang placed the pensive Xia Youran in the back seat of the Mercedes and said, "Miss Xia, why don't you lie down and rest for a while? The nearest hospital I know of is quite a distance from the company."
Xia Youran mumbled an agreement, then suddenly blurted out, "Shen Lang, are you a gigolo?"
As soon as the words left her mouth, Xia Youran realized her mistake. God, why did she ask such a crucial question? She could have just thought about it in her mind; why did she have to ask it out loud?
Shen Lang was taken aback by Xia Youran's words, somewhat confused by her meaning. He smiled and asked, "Miss Xia, why would you ask such a question?"
Xia Youran blushed and said shyly, "I'm sorry, I just..."
Seeing Xia Youran's hesitant and speechless expression, Shen Lang quickly understood her meaning and said, "It's alright, you don't need to feel embarrassed. I know what you're thinking. You care about your CEO Tian and hope he finds a good match, right? As for what kind of person I am, I don't think I should say it myself. You can go back and ask CEO Tian. I think she will give you a satisfactory answer. Anyway, I should still thank you for your concern for my girlfriend."
Xia Youran felt very guilty. From Shen Lang's words, she could also glean some information: he loved Tian Qingya very much, and Tian Qingya loved her very much. There was not a trace of unease or shame in his words. He was definitely not the gigolo she had imagined.
Xia Youran sincerely apologized, "I'm sorry, I didn't mean it."
Shen Lang said, "Don't think too much about it. You should rest first. I'm not angry with you. In fact, I think you're a very straightforward and honest girl, and I like that!"
Upon hearing this, Xia Youran felt a throbbing sensation in her head, a buzzing sound, and she let out a soft "Ah," somewhat stunned. He actually said he liked her? What did he mean?
Shen Lang's next words dispelled Xia Youran's doubts and surprise: "I really like girls like you, who say what they mean directly, much better than those who like to hide their feelings. I'm also someone who doesn't like beating around the bush, haha."
After saying that, he started the car and slowly drove out of the company gate.
Xia Youran felt relieved, but her face was still burning hot, embarrassed by her misunderstanding of him and blushing at a handsome man saying "I like you" to her. Xia Youran glanced guiltily ahead, thankfully Shen Lang was driving and couldn't see her.
However, Xia Youran was unaware that Shen Lang had witnessed everything in the rearview mirror, barely suppressing his amusement.
Xia Youran suddenly realized, to her astonishment, that she no longer felt any disgust for this man. The slight discomfort she had felt had vanished. She understood her own heart; her feelings for Tian Qingya were not love, but purely a kind of adoration, a younger sister's concern for her older sister.
Xia Youran breathed a sigh of relief. So she did like men after all! That was good!
Xia Youran tried to explain it away. Perhaps it was because she had never been in a relationship; her romantic genes were a bit messed up. Thinking this, a smile appeared on Xia Youran's lips…

Chapter 110 Unexpected Turbulence
Xia Youran's problem was in her heart; once the knot in her heart was untied, the "illness" would naturally heal. After a visit to the hospital, no problems were found. The doctor prescribed some harmless sedatives, and then Shen Lang drove her home.
This drive, however, unexpectedly caused a lot of trouble.
Xia Youran's apartment was in a mid-rise building, on the top seven floor. However, several uninvited guests had appeared in front of her door.
Three men, who looked like bodyguards, were tall and burly, dressed in black suits, shoes, and ties.
The person they were protecting was a weasel-faced fellow, currently completely drunk, reeking of alcohol, clutching a bottle—a typical drunkard. His designer suit looked like a pig wearing a dragon robe on him—utterly ridiculous. The TV commercial slogan "Giving you a man like this" would be perfectly replaced with "Giving you a man like a pig."
Shen Lang looked closely; the man seemed vaguely familiar, but he couldn't quite place where he'd seen him before. Shen Lang's memory shouldn't be that bad, but aside from a slight impression, the man's current disheveled appearance prevented Shen Lang from associating him with anyone else in his memory.
The drunkard, with his pig-like face, saw a man intimately supporting Xia Youran as she came up the stairs. His expression changed, and he almost pounced on her, saying in a way that sounded like a mix of laughter and tears, "Xiao Ran, I was wondering why you hadn't answered my calls these past few days. So you've found a new lover, huh? Women, they're all so fickle and
prone to changing their affections." Xia Youran nearly collapsed when she saw the drunkard. How could he have come to her door? She had finally managed to hide, but he had found her again. Xia Youran felt incredibly wronged and scared. This house wasn't rented; she had bought it. Where could she hide now? Should she sell the house? But it had only been renovated a few days ago, and Xia Youran couldn't bear to do that.
Seeing Shen Lang's confused expression, Xia Youran, fearing he might misunderstand, wanted to explain. She blurted out, "Shen Lang, it's not what you think. This man is my former boss. His name is Bu Shiren, 'Shi' as in 'world,' and 'Ren' as in 'benevolence.' He used to harass me a lot, so I quit. But I didn't expect him to find me here."
Shen Lang glanced at the man in surprise. No wonder Xia Youran had to explain that "Shi" and "Ren" were such a ridiculous name; she probably had to explain it to everyone she met. This guy was really something—not only was he not human, but he also looked so sleazy, and to make matters worse, his expression was sleazy too! No wonder Xia Youran avoided him; anyone would avoid him!
Shen Lang said, "Sir, please leave immediately, or we'll call the police."
Bu Shiren staggered over, arguing, "Call the police? Haha, damn it, I'd like to call the police too! All women are the same, not a single one is good. That bitch Li Xiaoyu ran off with millions of my money, I'd call the police too! I'll call the police and have them arrest you, since you're her good friend!"
Xia Youran retorted angrily, "Nonsense! She's not my friend. We broke off all ties after she became your mistress."
Bu Shiren said, "Pah, who the hell are you trying to fool! Everyone knows you two are from the same rural backwater. Why wouldn't she tell you she ran away?" Shen
Lang could tell that this sleazy man's mistress was Xia Youran's former friend or fellow villager who had run off with millions of her money, so he approached Xia Youran.
Xia Youran argued, "I broke off all ties with her, why should she tell me she ran away?"
Bu Shiren seemed a little confused, forgetting that he had just called her a slut. Suddenly, he said "gently," "Xiao Ran, you know I have a tigress at home, but I'm planning to divorce her! Haha! Anyway, that slut Li Xiaoyu has already run away, so come back with me. I'll make sure you eat well, drink well, wear gold and silver, and spend as much money as you want. I don't like anyone else, I only like you. I got together with Li Xiaoyu before because that shameless slut seduced me. Actually, every time I was with her, I was thinking about you! Ranran, come back with me, I'll buy you a car, a house..."
Xia Youran trembled, filled with grief and indignation, her lips quivering but unable to speak.
Shen Lang couldn't take it anymore and said coldly, "Enough! Get out of here right now, or you'll regret your mother giving birth to you!"
Bu Shiren shouted exaggeratedly, "You're telling me to get out? Kid, do you know who I am?"
Shen Lang was impatient, his patience almost at its limit: "I don't care who you are, I'll give you 10 seconds to disappear, or I'll disappear for you!"
Bu Shiren laughed loudly, his drunken eyes blurry, and staggered to Shen Lang, saying, "You dare to steal my woman? Are you qualified? Someone come here!"
Bu Shiren's "Someone come here" was very comical. Shen Lang was so angry that he laughed back. Damn it, ugly people are always so pretentious. Does he think that shouting "Someone come here" makes him an emperor?
Shen Lang kicked him, and Bu Shiren flew through the air, clutching his groin, crashing heavily down the stairs, screaming like a pig being slaughtered: "Guards! Guards! Kill him!"
Hearing their boss's clear order, the three burly men in black finally charged at Shen Lang like a pack of rutting dogs.
Xia Youran, seeing this, turned pale with fright and cried out, "Shen Lang, be careful!"
Shen Lang turned back and smiled, "Don't worry, a dog that bites doesn't bark. They're barking so loudly, you can tell they're just a piece of firewood."
These three burly men in black were well-known in the bodyguard world. Hired by Bu Shiren at a high price, they were enraged to be insulted before even making a move. Their earlier attack was for their boss, but now they were trying to prove themselves.
However, they had no chance. The one in front flew backward even faster, crashing into the two behind him, and the three tumbled down the stairs like gourds.
Bu Shiren wasn't seriously injured, a result of Shen Lang holding back. He had just gotten up from the ground, ready to watch his bodyguards beat the pretty boy into a pulp, but before he could even see clearly, several of his bodyguards suddenly flew down from above, landing squarely on him.
Bu Shiren let out a desperate scream. Being hit by several burly men had seriously injured him this time; several bones were broken, and he almost fainted from the pain, starting to scream for help.
Hearing the cries for help, Shen Lang suddenly remembered who this guy was. This guy was the one Shen Lang and the sisters had hijacked his car at the ancient road entrance that morning. At the time, he was driving a Porsche, returning home after a tryst with a glamorous girl, when unfortunately, Shen Lang hijacked his car. He just didn't know if the glamorous girl with him was the "Li Xiaoyu" he had mentioned. Shen Lang thought this kind of person was just driven by lust and didn't deserve to die, so he decided to let him go. He slowly walked over and pulled Bu Shiren out from under the "pressure" of the three burly men.
Bu Shiren, his broken bones aggravated, screamed pitifully, begging for mercy without any backbone: "Hero, spare me! Hero, spare me! I'll never dare to do it again!"
Shen Lang said, "Boss Bu, don't you recognize me? Look closely, that day at the ancient road entrance..."
Bu Shiren glanced at Shen Lang tremblingly. He hadn't been able to see clearly before because he was drunk, but now the effects of the alcohol had completely vanished, and he finally saw Shen Lang's face. He was terrified and cried out, "Ah, Great Immortal, spare me! Great Immortal, spare me! I'm not human! I'm not human! If I had known Miss Xia was your woman, I wouldn't have dared to do it even if you gave me a thousand lives! Please, spare my dog's life!"
Shen Lang said... "It's good that you know you were wrong," Shen Lang said. "Did you bring your checkbook?
" Bu Shiren replied, "Yes, I did."
Shen Lang said, "An apology should be sincere. Take the check and apologize to Miss Xia."
Bu Shiren nodded vigorously, "Of course, of course."
Immediately, Bu Shiren, enduring excruciating pain, crawled to Xia Youran's side and kowtowed, saying, "Miss Xia, I'm so sorry. I was blind to your greatness. I kowtow to you to apologize. Please forgive me! Here's a check; fill in whatever amount you want..."
Xia Youran coldly said, "Get out of here! I don't want your stinking money!"
Bu Shiren turned to look at Shen Lang, who said, "That's your problem. " "If Miss Xia doesn't accept your money, it means she still won't forgive you, so I have no choice but to..."
Bu Shiren, terrified, pleaded, "Miss Xia, please accept it! Otherwise, the immortal won't let me off the hook. Although I'm not human, I still have elderly parents and young children to support. Miss Xia, please give me a chance to start over! Waaah... Consider this your last month's salary. Didn't you not collect your last month's salary?"
Shen Lang laughed, "Miss Xia, this is what you deserve. Just take it. If you don't, I guarantee this guy will never be able to sleep again."
Xia Youran glanced at Bu Shiren and suddenly realized he was quite pitiful. He softened and said, "I'll take it. Now get out of here."
Seeing Xia Youran accept the check, Bu Shiren was as happy as if it were New Year's Day. He said, "Thank you, thank you. I will definitely turn over a new leaf and start anew."
Shen Lang said, "Boss Bu, you said it yourself. I heard you."
Bu Shiren said, "Yes, yes, I said it. Please, Great Immortal, supervise me. If I do another bad thing, may I be struck by lightning."
Shen Lang laughed and said, "Get out of here!"
Bu Shiren was helped away by several bodyguards. Shen Lang looked at the soiled ground, frowned, and struck out with his palm. A scorching gust of wind blew by, and the bloodstains on the ground were evaporated cleanly, leaving no trace.
Xia Youran was so surprised she couldn't close her mouth, and after a long while she murmured, "Shen Lang, are you a god or a monster?"
Shen Lang rolled his eyes. That was a really sharp question. It seemed he would have to explain something...

Chapter 111 Excruciating Pain
Shen Lang walked up to Xia Youran, who was already in a daze, and waved his hand in front of her eyes twice. Damn, no reaction. He could only say, "Hold out your hand."
Xia Youran was startled awake and said "Ah" in a daze, seemingly not hearing Shen Lang's words.
Shen Lang was very frustrated. What were this girl's ears made of? She couldn't hear such a loud voice. He could only repeat, "Hold out your hand."
Xia Youran finally heard him, still looking very confused, and obediently did as he was told.
Shen Lang said, "Touch me."
Xia Youran was still confused, but she didn't continue to obediently do as he was told. She adopted a guarded posture and said, "Where do you want me to touch you?"
As she spoke, her eyes kept glancing down, as if she was very wary.
Shen Lang felt like dying. "Damn it, are my words so easily misinterpreted?" he thought dejectedly. "Touch me anywhere, see if I'm human, god, or demon."
Xia Youran let out a soft "uh," feeling incredibly embarrassed for misunderstanding him. She gave an awkward laugh, then hesitantly reached out a small hand to touch Shen Lang's arm, giving it a couple of squeezes. It was hard and warm. She breathed a sigh of relief and said, "So you really are human."
Shen Lang felt a bit overwhelmed. He'd initially thought this girl was quite shrewd and capable, but now the tables had turned; she was both confused and infuriating. He said, "Alright, I'm leaving. You should go inside and rest."
Xia Youran stood there, somewhat at a loss. She opened her mouth a few times, trying to say something but failing. Seeing Shen Lang about to leave, she hurriedly grabbed his arm.
Shen Lang, his arm still held, turned and saw Xia Youran looking pitiful. His heart softened, and he asked, "What's wrong?"
Hearing Shen Lang's gentle "What's wrong?", Xia Youran felt her cold heart melt instantly. Years of grievances and pain turned into tears, falling like raindrops.
Shen Lang suddenly felt a headache coming on. Luckily, no one was nearby. If someone had seen this scene, who knew what they would have thought? If Shen Lang had imagined it himself, it would have been a typical scene of a devoted woman trying to win back a heartless man.
Shen Lang was most afraid of women crying, especially those who cried silently. It had a tremendous effect on him. Almost unconsciously, Shen Lang pulled the tearful Xia Youran into his arms, gently patting her shoulder and saying, "It's alright, it's alright. The bad guy has run away. I guarantee he'll never dare to bother you again."
Xia Youran nestled in Shen Lang's arms. At that moment, she felt so good to have someone to rely on. This man's shoulders were so broad and warm. Xia Youran finally understood why even the strongest women couldn't live without men. It wasn't just a physical attraction; more importantly, it was a sense of security and peace of mind, a support system. No matter how big the storm, as long as she was in this man's arms, it would all turn into a gentle breeze and drizzle.
But this embrace was only temporary. He would be gone soon, and she would still be all alone, guarding the cold walls, sleeping in the empty bed, eating lonely breakfasts, living a monotonous and sorrowful life day after day, year after year… Xia Youran grew increasingly frightened, increasingly aggrieved, and increasingly heartbroken. She didn't want to continue this tormenting life anymore, but what could she do? Tears streamed down her face like a gushing mountain spring, soon soaking Shen Lang's shoulder.
Shen Lang was completely helpless. He could only let this woman, who seemed to have many stories to tell, cry freely. His clothes were wet, so be it; he could just consider it like being drenched in a downpour.
Xia Youran cried for a long time before her emotions finally calmed down a bit. Reluctantly, she got out of Shen Lang's arms, looking at the large wet patch on his clothes. Feeling extremely embarrassed, she stammered, "Um... I'm so sorry, I've gotten your clothes all dirty. Would you... come in and sit down? I'll wash your clothes and iron them... it'll be quick!"
Shen Lang looked at the large tear stain from his shoulder to his chest; he knew he'd attract attention if he went out like this. Looking at Xia Youran's hopeful face, his heart softened again. He said, "Okay, thank you for your trouble."
Xia Youran repeatedly said, "No trouble at all, no trouble at all, after all, I'm the one who got you wet!"
She quickly wiped away her tears, took out her keys, and opened the door.
Shen Lang almost choked on his words. "After all, I'm the one who got you wet"—why did that sound so awkward?
It was a two-bedroom apartment, about fifty or sixty square meters. The furniture was sparse, and the decor was simple, but very clean, warm, and soft—a purely feminine style.
Xia Youran said, "Take it off, I'll help you wash it first."
Shen Lang agreed and took off his coat.
Xia Youran didn't leave, pointing to Shen Lang's chest, and said, "You still have a shirt."
Shen Lang said, "If I take it off, I'll have nothing to wear."
Xia Youran was taken aback, then said, "I have some shirts here, the kind I wear to work, unisex, you can wear that for now."
She then went inside and took one out.
Shen Lang took the shirt and looked at it; it was indeed unisex. However, he knew that such unisex shirts were usually worn by female office workers, but this was a special situation, so he'd just have to make do.
Watching Shen Lang take off his shirt, revealing his strong chest, Xia Youran felt a sudden heat in her face, staring blankly at Shen Lang's muscular upper body, somewhat lost in thought.
Shen Lang also felt a little embarrassed; it turned out women could be quite lustful too.
Xia Youran took the shirt Shen Lang handed her, as if her thoughts had been read, and hurriedly went to the bathroom to wash the clothes.
Xia Youran's voice came from the bathroom, saying, "Shen Lang, please make yourself at home. There are drinks in the refrigerator in the kitchen; help yourself to whatever you like, don't be shy."
Shen Lang replied, "Okay, hehe, I won't be shy with you."
Hearing Shen Lang's words, Xia Youran felt inexplicably happy, but suddenly she was afraid to go out. Although she didn't have to lift a finger because of the washing machine, she still didn't dare to go out. She didn't know what was wrong with her; just thinking about Shen Lang's face and his strong chest made her blush and her heart race—that was the chest she had just leaned against!
The clothes were quickly washed and dried, and Xia Youran took out the iron to start ironing them. But her mind was filled with Shen Lang's gentle "What's wrong?" No man had ever spoken to her like that before, and even if they had, it was always with a ulterior motive, not the pure concern that Shen Lang showed.
Xia Youran's concentration escalated, and she became completely unaware that the electric iron was slowly approaching her left hand, which was resting on her clothes…
“Ah—”
A sharp scream rang out as Xia Youran was finally burned by the iron. A bright red patch instantly appeared on her hand, and excruciating pain shot through her.
The iron fell to the ground with a thud, landing squarely on Xia Youran's foot. Sandals offered virtually no protection, and her right foot instantly felt numb—a sudden shock followed by a scald. The next moment, a wave of intense pain washed over her, almost causing her to faint. Unable to stand any longer, she collapsed to the ground, letting out another cry of pain.
Hearing the commotion, Shen Lang quickly pushed open the door and entered: “Hey, what happened?”
Looking at the electric iron on the floor and Xia Youran, he knew exactly what had happened.
Shen Lang hurriedly unplugged the iron, then checked Xia Youran's injuries. There was a five- or six-centimeter-long red burn on her small hand, and her foot was bruised and red from being hit.
Shen Lang immediately filled a basin with cool water, first taking off Xia Youran's sandals, then placing her fair, delicate foot and her burned hand into the basin. Instantly, the coolness enveloped the burning sensation, and Xia Youran felt less pain.
Seeing Shen Lang's concerned expression, Xia Youran knew it was purely friendly concern, but she couldn't help feeling a surge of emotion. Combined with the pain, tears streamed down her face uncontrollably. Xia Youran
was secretly annoyed. What was wrong with her today? She had shed more tears than she had in the past few years combined. Would Shen Lang dislike women who cried so easily?

Chapter 112 Her face was burning.
Seeing Xia Youran constantly shedding tears, Shen Lang assumed she was in great pain but didn't know how to comfort her. He simply used a wisp of internal energy to lower the water temperature further, making the cold compress more effective.
"Does it hurt a lot?"
After asking this question, Shen Lang felt incredibly foolish. First burned, then hit, leaving her with redness, swelling, and bruises—it would be strange if she didn't hurt.
Xia Youran nodded gently, her eyes filled with tears, looking extremely aggrieved. Shen Lang felt both sorry for her and amused. What a silly woman! Even ironing clothes could lead to such an accident.
If Xia Youran knew what Shen Lang was thinking, she would be mortified. She would definitely retort that he was usually very shrewd and capable, but today, seeing his ex-boss relentlessly pursuing him like this, she was distracted and caused the accident…
Seeing Xia Youran staring at her hands and feet with a sorrowful and desperate look, Shen Lang assumed she was afraid of unsightly scars and comforted her, “It’s okay, I’ll treat it for you in a bit, there won’t be any scars.”
Seeing Shen Lang’s serious expression, Xia Youran felt a little annoyed. He wasn’t worried about scars, it was just… Xia Youran didn’t know how to explain, so she simply kept quiet and tacitly agreed.
Shen Lang held Xia Youran’s slender hands and feet, pressing them into the slightly cool water. The water was very cold, not just ordinary cold. Xia Youran was somewhat surprised; in May, tap water shouldn’t be this cold, but she couldn’t figure out why. Shen Lang’s hands, however, were somewhat burning, holding her hands and feet, protecting the unburned areas, a warm warmth. The stark contrast between the two worlds left Xia Youran somewhat intoxicated. She had never known that being cared for by a man could feel so wonderful.
Xia Youran suddenly realized she really wanted to be in a relationship, but unfortunately, the object of her affections was unlikely to be Shen Lang. He was President Tian's man, and President Tian had been so good to her; she couldn't possibly be a shameless third party.
However, Xia Youran now found that all her initial aversion to Shen Lang had vanished without a trace. She finally understood why President Tian had chosen a man several years younger than her—this man was worthy of her love.
Xia Youran continued to drift off into thought, time ticking by. After about twenty minutes of applying a cold compress, Shen Lang removed Xia Youran's small hand from the cold water and carefully used his internal energy to repair her burns.
As Shen Lang grasped Xia Youran's hand, she suddenly felt a cool, refreshing current flow from his hand into hers, circulating around her burns in circles—a sensation that was utterly pleasurable.
Xia Youran asked in surprise, "Shen Lang, what... what is this?"
Shen Lang joked, "I'm a deity, this energy is divine energy, it's healing your wounds, and there won't be a single scar left afterward."
Xia Youran smiled, a very happy smile, like a pear blossom in the rain, making Shen Lang stare in a daze. He blurted out, "You're so beautiful when you smile... uh, you're beautiful even when you're not smiling, but it's better to smile!"
Xia Youran blushed and said shyly, "Really?"
Shen Lang suddenly realized he had been too forward, but fortunately Xia Youran wasn't angry, and seemed quite pleased, so he said, "Yes, really, much prettier than those so-called big stars and actresses on TV."
Xia Youran was overjoyed to hear this, and the pain in her hands and feet seemed to disappear completely. It felt really good to be praised.
Soon, Xia Youran's hand wounds were treated, and Shen Lang took out her small feet to continue the treatment.
Xia Youran didn't feel much when Shen Lang held her hand, but her feet were incredibly sensitive. Holding one of her smooth, jade-like feet in his hand, Xia Youran immediately felt as if countless tiny insects were tickling the soles of her feet, making her unbearably sensitive.
She involuntarily groaned, "Ah—" Hearing Xia Youran's seductive groan, Shen Lang's bones almost melted. He nearly dropped her foot, his hand trembling violently.
Xia Youran was instantly overwhelmed with shame, wanting to disappear into the ground. However, they were so close together that she had nowhere to hide. She whispered, barely a whisper, "I'm sorry."
Shen Lang also felt quite embarrassed. Feet have many acupoints, and many people's feet are incredibly sensitive. It's quite normal to make a sound when someone holds your foot in their hands.
Shen Lang said, "It's alright, I'll be gentler."
Actually, if Shen Lang had used a little more force, it wouldn't have been a problem, but he deliberately lightened his touch, making Xia Youran even more uncomfortable. Combined with the slight stimulation from Shen Lang's internal energy, Xia Youran felt even weaker and more numb, her skin flushed crimson, making her look incredibly beautiful. However, she dared not make a sound and could only endure it.
The injury to her foot was much more serious than her hand, so Shen Lang had to prolong the treatment time. This prolonged Xia Youran's suffering, forcing her to grit her teeth and endure the waves of tingling sensation in her foot. Soon, her clothes were soaked with sweat, and her face became even more flushed. She looked exactly like someone about to reach orgasm, making Shen Lang almost unable to bear watching.
Just as Xia Youran was so weak she could no longer support herself and collapsed into Shen Lang's arms, the treatment finally ended.
Xia Youran's foot bone was fractured. Although Shen Lang had treated her, it was still somewhat red and swollen, and she probably wouldn't be able to walk for a while.
At this moment, Shen Lang, having expended a great deal of internal energy, was feeling increasingly weak. After all, it was his first time using internal energy to heal someone's external injuries, and he lacked experience. A significant amount of his internal energy had been wasted; otherwise, he wouldn't have shown such fatigue. Reluctantly, Shen Lang had to meditate briefly.
Seeing Shen Lang covered in sweat, Xia Youran felt a pang of heartache. Once she regained some strength, she couldn't help but wipe his sweat with her sleeve. Just then, Shen Lang woke up from his meditation, and the two of them were momentarily a little
shy. Xia Youran's gentle, tender wiping of his sweat resembled that of a virtuous young wife, making Shen Lang feel a little touched and a little flutter in his heart.
Xia Youran had originally intended to wipe his sweat during the break in his meditation, but she hadn't expected him to suddenly wake up. Her face flushed, and she stood there, unsure whether to put her arm down or not, feeling quite embarrassed.
Shen Lang grabbed Xia Youran's arm and wiped his face with it, jokingly saying, "This is the first time in my life I've used a beautiful woman's clothes to wipe my sweat, thank you!"
Xia Youran's shyness was immediately dispelled by Shen Lang's joke, and she said, "Shen Lang, thank you so much."
Shen Lang said, "Don't mention it. Actually, it's partly my fault. You got burned while ironing my clothes."
Xia Youran said, "That's still my fault. I'm the one who dirtied your clothes, so of course I have to take responsibility." Shen Lang
said, "Okay, okay, if you keep going, it'll get out of hand."
Xia Youran said, "Shen..." "Lang, can you do me another favor?"
Shen Lang said, "Sure, what is it?"
Xia Youran said, "I want to take a shower. Could you get me two changes of clothes from the bedroom?"
Shen Lang said, "Sure, what is it?" Xia
Youran said, "It's in the bottom shelf of the closet in my room. Just get me a set of underwear and a nightgown."
After saying that, Xia Youran couldn't help but blush again. Thinking about asking a man she had only known for half a day and couldn't even be considered familiar with to get her underwear, Xia Youran felt her face getting hot again.

Chapter 113 It's Better to Cover Up Than to Show Off Shen
Lang entered Xia Youran's bedroom and had a strange feeling. It didn't feel like the room of a girl in her twenties, but rather like the room of a teenager, because the bedroom was decorated too cutely. Not only were there many cartoon pictures, but also many plush toys and Barbie dolls. If it weren't for the fact that he didn't find any children's things, Shen Lang would have thought that Xia Youran had a child at home.
Seeing the wardrobe wrapped in pink cardboard, Shen Lang was somewhat impressed by Xia Youran. She had actually come up with such a fancy way to decorate her wardrobe; she really put her heart into it. Opening the bottom compartment, Shen Lang was overwhelmed by the sight: dozens of sets of underwear and nightgowns, in various colors and styles, some even made of almost transparent material. Shen Lang was a little troubled. The underwear was fine, but the nightgowns were a problem. Women's nightgowns were mostly short and transparent.
After much deliberation, Shen Lang chose a rather unusual combination: a red lingerie set with white floral lace trim and a slightly sheer nightgown—probably considered conservative in the world of nightgowns. He handed the chosen lingerie and nightgown to Xia Youran, who took them with a slender, white arm, softly saying "Thank you," her voice trembling slightly, perhaps still feeling a little embarrassed.
Suddenly, Shen Lang remembered something, moved a chair over, and said, "Your foot is injured; sitting down to wash might be better."
Xia Youran accepted the chair with mixed feelings. No man had ever shown her such meticulous care, nor had she ever known a man to be so thoughtful and gentle. Xia Youran began to envy Tian Qingya, thinking, "Only a woman as outstanding as President Tian deserves him." Shen Lang's image grew increasingly noble in Xia Youran's mind, and she couldn't help but feel a pang of inferiority. She would be content if her future boyfriend were even half as good as him.
Soon, the sound of rushing water filled the air. Shen Lang found it hard to ignore, but as he listened, his mind began to wander. In Shen Lang's aesthetic sense, exposure was inferior to concealment, partial concealment to full concealment, full concealment to the sound of bathing, and the sound of bathing to the fragrance of a woman. This situation was at the second level—the sound of bathing. Perhaps the sound of a woman bathing was the most evocative.
Shen Lang wanted to leave, but that wouldn't work. Xia Youran was temporarily lame; how could he be so ungentlemanly to just walk away? He should stay and take care of her for half a day, and then call a cleaning lady for her later.
After a long while, the rushing water finally stopped, and Shen Lang's thoughts finally came to an end. Those ten minutes, which felt neither long nor short, felt like half a year to Shen Lang—very tiring and very long. Xia Youran sat comfortably in a chair, having finished her bath. She thought to herself, if she had been bathing in that one-legged stance, she would have been too tired to stand up long ago. How could she be so relaxed now? Xia Youran's affection for Shen Lang grew even stronger, almost to the point of wondering if she had fallen in love with him.
Wearing her underwear and nightgown, Xia Youran felt a little awkward. Should she let him come in and carry her out? But how could she be so embarrassed dressed like this? Xia Youran knew, of course, that this nightgown was her most "conservative" one, and it was a wonder Shen Lang had bothered to pick it out. It was just that this silly guy didn't know how to coordinate outfits, choosing a red-based underwear set that was faintly visible under the semi-transparent nightgown, making Xia Youran's face flush.
Her foot was injured, and even the slightest touch or contact caused excruciating pain. Xia Youran resigned herself to her fate. Shen Lang was a good man; what was wrong with letting him take advantage of her a little?
"Shen Lang, come in," Xia Youran said softly, so softly that she could barely hear herself.
However, Shen Lang was a freak; he could hear even a voice ten times softer. He knew what Xia Youran meant by calling him that. This somewhat hypocritical guy had already prepared everything, first tossing in a thin blanket, saying, "Wrap yourself up first."
Xia Youran took the blanket, suddenly feeling so moved she wanted to cry. What kind of man was this? Did such a good man really exist in the world? He wouldn't even take advantage of someone offered to him!
While touched, Xia Youran also felt a little disappointed. Perhaps he didn't like her. Already insecure, Xia Youran felt even more inferior. Did her body have no attraction for him at all?
Xia Youran looked at herself in the mirror: a tall figure approaching 1.70 meters, a large bust, a slender waist, firm buttocks, long, beautiful legs… her face wasn't that bad-looking either. Although slightly less attractive than Tian Qingya, she was still a beauty, wasn't she? Why wasn't this guy even a little bit moved? Xia Youran's envy of Tian Qingya gradually turned into bitterness. Xia Youran, feeling both touched and disappointed, wrapped herself in the thin blanket and whispered, "It's alright."
Shen Lang pushed open the door and walked in. Looking at the beauty who had just emerged from her bath, he suddenly felt a little regretful. He had considered handing Xia Youran the blanket; after listening to the sounds of her bathing for so long, Shen Lang had become slightly aroused. He thought that if he went in and carried Xia Youran out, the light nightgown would be practically useless, or even more so, and he might even become aroused himself, which would be incredibly embarrassing. That's why Shen Lang thought of giving Xia Youran a thin blanket to cover herself, at least avoiding direct intimate contact, thus greatly reducing the probability of him becoming aroused.
But now, Xia Youran was wearing a thin blanket like an ancient garment, crossed at the chest, resembling a deep V-neck ancient dress, revealing half of the lace trim of her undergarments and most of her fair, jade-like legs. Combined with her stunningly alluring flushed appearance after her bath, Shen Lang felt instantly captivated. It perfectly reflected his aesthetic sense: concealment is better than exposure.
Xia Youran noticed Shen Lang's somewhat dazed gaze, but instead of being angry, she was overjoyed. She thought to herself, "So I'm not entirely useless after all," especially seeing that Shen Lang's lower body was actually aroused, and quite a bit; the outline of his large member was clearly visible. Xia Youran was both delighted and embarrassed, and softly reminded him, "Hey!"
Shen Lang was jolted back to reality by the trembling "Hey," wishing he could disappear into the ground. He thought to himself, "I've met quite a few beautiful women, but my immunity and resistance haven't improved; they've actually decreased. How pathetic!"

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