The Prison of Desire (21)

Chapter Twenty-One April 8th, a golden day, an auspicious day for all activities, with the weather perfect, sunny and breezy. The Jiangzhou Building, a Grade 5A office building located in the heart of Jiangzhou's CBD, was festively decorated. After nearly a month of intense preparation, "Mengdu Industry" officially opened for business. Zhen Yan and Jiang Chen naturally arrived early, strolling and inspecting the various reception areas, chatting about various matters. Even in their simple professional attire, their exceptional elegance was undeniable, attracting countless admiring glances. After their inspection, they reached a quiet corner. Zhen Yan noticed her best friend's somewhat downcast expression and smiled, asking, "Chenchen, what's wrong?" Jiang Chen hesitated, then shook her head slightly and remained silent. Zhen Yan sighed softly, "I know what you want to say. Wan Shijie called me last night, saying he'll be attending the celebration today and will give me a big gift." She paused, then added, "Not only Wan Shijie will be coming, but several key figures from the Crown Prince's faction in Jiangzhou will be there, including Huo Yiping, the former chairman of your company. As for my husband, Lao Song, he wants to avoid suspicion, so he won't be joining in." Jiang Chen's face grew increasingly grim upon hearing this. After a long silence, he finally spoke, "Yan Yan, I…" Zhen Yan gently took Jiang Chen's hand and said softly, "Some things are unavoidable. No matter how difficult it is, we must take this crucial step." She paused again, then continued, "Don't look so gloomy. For the sake of the two children, and for our own sake, cheer up, okay?" Jiang Chen took a deep breath and nodded slightly, "I understand. It's almost time. Let's go out."
At 9:00 AM, the convoy arrived in single file, led by a black Audi 6 with a municipal government license plate. It came to a smooth stop in the parking lot in front of the building. Several robust middle-aged men stepped out of the car; they were none other than Jiangzhou Mayor Zhang Zhichao, Deputy Secretary of the Municipal Party Committee Ge Chang, Organization Minister Jin Bulin, and the Director of the Municipal People's Bank Dai Yunbang, among others. The presence of three members of the Municipal Party Committee Standing Committee excited the television and newspaper reporters who had arrived early, who immediately began snapping photos of the leaders. In the three years since Zhang Zhichao's appointment, he had focused on urban development, resulting in rapid changes to Jiangzhou's cityscape and economic development. His remarkable achievements had garnered widespread support and praise from all sectors of society, naturally leading to a high media profile. Zhen Yan and Jiang Chen quickly stepped forward, extending their delicate hands to shake Zhang Zhichao's gently with smiles, saying, "It is truly an honor to have you, distinguished leaders, grace us with your presence." Even though it wasn't their first meeting, the two beauties' stunning looks momentarily captivated Zhang Zhichao. He then laughed heartily, "President Zhen is a renowned businesswoman in Jiangzhou. I'm confident that her foray into the real estate industry will lead to even greater success and contribute significantly to the city's economic development. Of course, we, as the local officials, must come to offer our congratulations." Zhen Yan smiled and said, "Welcome, distinguished leaders, for your guidance. The rapid development of our company is inseparable from the strong support of the government. This way, please!" With that, she led the guests toward the stage. Jiang Chen followed behind her best friend, expressionless and silent. As Zhang Zhichao walked past her, he chuckled, "President Jiang, you still look radiant after all these years. Congratulations!" Jiang Chen's face paled, and she forced a smile through gritted teeth, saying, "Thank you for your concern, Mayor Zhang." Zhang Zhichao didn't seem to mind, nodding as he followed Zhen Yan to their seats near the stage to begin answering questions from the media reporters following behind. Celebrities from all walks of life arrived one after another. Around 10 o'clock, another convoy, led by black Rolls-Royce Phantoms, stopped in front of the building. Wan Shijie and his adopted son, Wan Kui, stepped out of the car and, accompanied by a group of bodyguards and assistants, walked towards the stage. Wan Shijie, dressed in a sharp, bespoke suit, his sparse, balding hair meticulously combed, shook hands with Zhen Yan and Jiang Chen, who came to greet him, and said, "Mengdu Industry is Wanli Group's first comprehensive partner in Jiangzhou. To be honest, the efficiency with which you two completed the preparations in such a short time truly impresses me." Zhen Yan said, "To be able to cooperate deeply with an industry leader like Wanli Group is an extremely valuable learning opportunity for Mengdu Industry. How could we sisters not go all out?" "Good! I am also full of confidence and anticipation for this cooperation," Wan Shijie laughed heartily. "Please be seated, Mr. Wan. The celebration is about to begin." At 10:00 AM sharp, music and drums filled the air, creating a lively atmosphere. Under the emcee's guidance, Jiang Chen, as the representative of Mengdu Industry, delivered the opening speech. Jiang Chen, a stunningly beautiful woman, wore frameless glasses. Standing at 176cm tall with a voluptuous hourglass figure, she wore a white shirt under a light gray short suit. Her slightly bleached, wavy long hair cascaded over her shoulders. Most striking were her long, shapely legs clad in sheer pantyhose beneath her narrow skirt, gleaming yet without a single wrinkle. Eight-centimeter black high heels completed her look. She exuded a gentle, intellectual, and capable aura, with an undeniable sex appeal. Her mere presence on stage captivated countless eyes, followed by thunderous applause. "Distinguished leaders and guests, welcome to the opening ceremony of Mengdu Industry..." Jiang Chen's warm and gentle voice drew the audience in. She concisely introduced the company's mission and project prospects. Her perfect demeanor and refined language elicited another round of enthusiastic applause from the audience. Following this, Mayor Zhang Zhichao and Wan Shijie, Chairman of Wanli Group, took to the stage to speak, both expressing their strong support and praise for Mengdu Industry. They also expressed high expectations for the prospects of its upcoming key project, "Jiangzhou Central International Plaza." Next, these two heavyweight figures from the political and business worlds, Zhang Zhichao and Wan Shijie, jointly cut the ribbon for the company's opening. Jiang Chen then answered questions from various parties at the subsequent press conference. Many guests requested to sign contracts and make reservations. The opening ceremony concluded successfully at 1 p.m. "Cheers!" At 6 p.m., in a luxurious private room at the Jiangzhou Hotel, the main management of Mengdu Industry, along with the Wan family and the head of Wanli Jiangzhou Company, gathered to celebrate the successful opening ceremony and promotional activities. Wan Shijie sat in the center, flanked by Zhen Yan, Jiang Chen, and Wan Kui. The real estate tycoon, over fifty years old, became flushed after a few drinks at Zhen Yan's urging, and the two occasionally whispered to each other and laughed heartily. The two CEOs got along so well that the others present gradually warmed up as well. The banquet ended around 8 p.m., with everyone enjoying themselves. **************** ... The butler bowed again, closed the door, and left. Zhen Yan entered and looked around. Wan Shijie's private villa was decorated in a pure European palatial style, its splendor enhanced by the five-tiered Baroque crystal chandelier. The furniture was all from top Italian brands, exuding an atmosphere of extreme luxury. "It's truly beautiful. Mr. Wan's taste is indeed exceptional," Zhen Yan said, knowing full well it was the work of a master designer, but still offering a deliberate compliment. Wan Shijie was in high spirits and smiled, "Ms. Zhen, you flatter me. I know nothing about art and design; it was my people who handled it. Besides, I rarely stay here; the butler takes care of most of the time. Come, please sit down." Wan Shijie's frankness surprised Zhen Yan. In her mind, he was definitely a very cunning old fox. Hearing this, she smiled and sat down properly on the sofa. Her elegant business suit fit her perfectly. The cinched waist accentuated her naturally high and firm breasts. Beneath the hem of her dress, her rounded hips were tightly encased in a thin, soft tube skirt, revealing a pair of long, straight, jade-like legs. Her ankles were slender and shapely. She wore black, low-cut 10cm strappy high heels. This sexy, alluring, and vibrant woman, like a ripe peach, was a sight to behold. Her stunningly long legs, clad in black stockings, were elegantly and casually crossed; even sitting quietly, she exuded unparalleled beauty. Wan Shijie opened the wine dispenser, poured wine into the glasses in front of them, and raised his glass, saying, "There are too many guests today, I haven't had a chance to say a few words to President Zhen. Let's drink to wish the project success." They both downed their glasses. Zhen Yan's face flushed, and she put down her glass, her lips parting slightly, saying, "I've already drunk quite a bit at the party, and I'm really not a good drinker. Please forgive me, President Wan." The stunningly beautiful woman he had longed for was so close, her allure enhanced by the lights and the wine, making Wan Shijie's bones melt. He couldn't help but exclaim, "You're so beautiful." Zhen Yan chuckled. Like a hundred flowers blooming, she said softly, "Mr. Wan, you've had too much to drink. What is it that you must discuss with Zhen Yan in private?" Wan Shijie composed himself and chuckled, "I told you on the phone yesterday that I wanted to give you a big gift, and today I'm here to talk to you about it." Zhen Yan said seriously, "Mengdu Industry has already received a lot of help from Wanli, and I'm especially grateful to Mr. Wan for personally coming to support us today. Zhen Yan is not a greedy person; what have I done to deserve such favor?" Wan Shijie stared into Zhen Yan's beautiful eyes and said, word by word, "Because... I want you to be my woman."
Zhen Yan knew that the old man still harbored lustful thoughts towards her, but she hadn't expected him to be so brazen as to say it so directly. She immediately declined, saying, "Mr. Wan, you're joking. We're both married men." Wan Shijie shook his head and said, "Actually, before we first met, I was just trying to give the Crown Prince face. But since we parted ways in the capital, I've found myself unable to forget you, to the point of longing for you day and night." Zhen Yan thought with disdain that no man she had ever been with wouldn't want to possess her, but she still smiled and said, "Last time in the capital, we just got what we needed from each other. Let's just consider it a pleasant memory. Besides..." Wan Shijie waved his hand to interrupt, "I know your situation, and I know your relationship with the Crown Prince. I... I also know what you want... and I can give you what you want..." These abrupt words made Zhen Yan's heart skip a beat: Had this old fox discovered something? She immediately dismissed the thought. Only her best friend Jiang Chen knew her true thoughts; she hadn't revealed a word to her husband, Song Gang. Besides, she was always careful in her actions, so there was no way she could leave any ammunition. The beautiful woman frowned slightly, feigning a wronged expression, and said, "Mr. Wan, why do you say that? I'm just a weak woman. I'm already very content to have climbed up to the Crown Prince's high branch and earn a little money and live a comfortable life under his care. If your words get out, Zhen Yan will be in a bad light." Although Wan Shijie had conducted a detailed investigation, he hadn't found any concrete evidence that Zhen Yan had any ulterior motives. The old fox was just testing the waters based on his intuition. Hearing this, he chuckled and said, "I'm a rough man, but I don't speak carelessly. There's definitely a basis for my words." He gave Zhen Yan a meaningful look and continued, "You come from a scholarly family; both your parents are university professors. You were intelligent from a young age and were recommended to a university in Beijing with excellent grades. After graduation, you gave up the opportunity to stay in Beijing and returned to Jiangzhou to marry your current husband, Song Gang."
"And Song Gang... didn't have any special background. He came from a family of policemen, and after graduating from police academy, he naturally entered the Public Security Bureau. But aside from being known as the most handsome man in the police force at the time, he remained unremarkable for four whole years..." Wan Shijie, watching Zhen Yan's increasingly cold expression, slowly cut off a piece of his cigar, took a puff, and continued, "Until that year when the Crown Prince came to Jiangzhou for research, he met Song Gang by chance, and then he received special treatment, rising from an ordinary policeman to the position of Director of the Jiangzhou Public Security Bureau at the age of thirty-seven... And now, at the age of forty, there are signs of..." "I heard he's already the designated candidate for provincial director." Zhen Yan raised an eyebrow, picked up her bag, and stood up, saying calmly, "Mr. Wan, if this is what you call a grand gift, then I have nothing to say and will take my leave." Wan Shijie chuckled dryly, "Don't rush, don't rush. Of course, this isn't my gift, but before I give it to you, shouldn't we get to know each other better?" Zhen Yan's intuition told her that what Wan Shijie was about to give was definitely a tempting but dangerous trap. She shook her head and said, "Thank you for your kindness, Mr. Wan, but I'm afraid I'm not worthy of it. It's already very late, so I'll take my leave." With that, she turned to leave. "I heard you have a very beautiful daughter. She looks just like you in the photo, practically a carbon copy, just a bit too young. Hmm, still in middle school, right?" Zhen Yan stopped, her pupils suddenly contracting, and slowly turned around. She saw Wan Shijie leaning back comfortably on the sofa, holding a photo he'd pulled out from somewhere, clicking his tongue as he looked at it. Her daughter, Song Xuan, was Zhen Yan's lifeblood. Wan Shijie's words, whether intentional or unintentional, had struck at her weak spot, leaving her no choice but to take them seriously. Maintaining a calm expression, she said indifferently, "What do you mean by that, Mr. Wan?"
A smug glint flashed in the old fox's eyes, further confirming his judgment. He placed the photo on the tea table, cleared his throat, and continued, "Knowing your husband as I do, it seems a bit unreasonable for him not to use such a beautiful daughter as a bargaining chip, doesn't it? Hmm, the Crown Prince also seems to have a fourteen-year-old only son?" Zhen Yan stared intently at the table: it was a photo of the mother and daughter taken two years ago. She and her daughter were smiling brightly, their faces close together. Song Xuan wore a snow-white school uniform, her delicate and pretty face already showing hints of her own alluring features. They looked more like sisters than mother and daughter. A flush of barely suppressed anger rose on the beautiful woman's face as she coldly said, "My daughter is still so young, Mr. Wan, it seems you're being a bit too concerned." Wan Shijie laughed heartily, "It's a bit early now, but in two years, it might be out of your control. Besides, I've heard you've been contacting schools abroad recently… Is that why? Hehe… Parents always worry about their children. Being prepared is the best policy. If it were me, I would do the same." Zhen Yan's heart leaped into her throat; the old fox had guessed her worst fears. Fortunately, the Crown Prince still favored her greatly and hadn't yet turned his attention to her daughter. But if… She desperately suppressed the urge to fight this old fox to the death. Her full, perky breasts, encased in her white shirt, trembled slightly with her rapid breathing. Suddenly, she smiled sweetly, returned to the sofa opposite Wan Shijie, and sat down elegantly. She said with a hint of coquettishness, “Mr. Wan, that joke wasn’t very good. Let’s tell you some good news to calm my nerves.” Wan Shijie couldn’t help but sigh inwardly: This vixen was absolutely one of the most extraordinary women he had ever met. Her adaptability to the environment and control of her emotions were outstanding. In just a few breaths, she had grasped the situation and adjusted her mindset. She was flexible and adaptable, and now she was negotiating with him to seek benefits. The old fox knew he had won, and said with a hint of smugness, "That's right. Young man, don't be so impatient. Can't we talk things out properly? Since I said I could give you what you want, I definitely will..." Then he changed the subject, "Look, let's not use all those formal titles, it makes us seem distant. I'll call you Yan Yan, and you can call me Shi Jie." Zhen Yan smiled and said, "Okay, let's call each other that in private." Wan Shi Jie took another puff of his cigar and said, "Yan Yan, I have some connections in America. You don't need to worry about the school. I'll have someone arrange it tomorrow. Hmm... what do you think of Los Angeles?" Zhen Yan knew that the old fox had figured out her weakness and was about to use it to control her. Although it was phrased as a suggestion, the decision was no longer hers. She could only take it one step at a time. He sighed inwardly but smiled outwardly, "That saves me a lot of trouble. I don't know much about America, but Shijie, your judgment is definitely sound. I'm sure you won't mistreat my girl." Wan Shijie laughed heartily, "Now that you're my woman, your daughter is my daughter too. Don't worry." He paused and continued, "Then let's talk about the gift I want to give you." Zhen Yan shifted her crossed black-stockinged legs, tossed a strand of hair behind her ear, and leaned back on the sofa, saying in a coquettish voice with interest, "You've been keeping me hanging for so long, are you finally going to tell me?" Wan Shijie was aroused by this little gesture, and the fleeting glimpse of her skirt ignited his boundless desire for the stunningly beautiful woman before him. He loosened his tie and chuckled wickedly, "After talking so much, I'm suddenly feeling a bit tired. I'm getting old. Not like when I was younger." Zhen Yan understood his meaning. She had to please this old lecher tonight; his relentless pressure only fueled her fighting spirit: He wanted to take advantage of her? Who knew who would have the last laugh? She gave him a charming smile and a soft look, saying gently, "Shijie, you really are something. You work so hard every day and don't even take care of yourself. Let someone take good care of you and help you relax. We can talk later… Hmm, I'll get ready. Why don't you go to the bathroom first?"
Wan Shijie was overjoyed. This vixen was truly perceptive, her ability to understand men's hearts was unparalleled. He immediately nodded in agreement. Zhen Yan stood up and gracefully walked behind Wan Shijie, her jade-like hand lightly stroking his cheek a few times, and said in a seductive voice, "Tell me where the changing room is?" She then pulled her hand back just as Wan Shijie reached out to touch her. Wan Shijie suppressed the urge to take advantage of this vixen on the spot, smiled, shook his head, and pointed in a direction, saying, "We have everything, choose whatever you like." Zhen Yan leaned down and gently kissed the top of Wan Shijie's balding head, saying sweetly, "Wait for me..." With that, she gracefully disappeared with a silvery laugh. The old fox swallowed hard, took off his coat, grabbed a glass of red wine, and strode towards the bathroom. ********** ... She wore a milky-white, semi-sheer, deep-V, backless, high-slit, tie-up one-piece swimsuit, her high, firm breasts accentuated by a slight upward curve. A diamond necklace adorned her deep cleavage, refracting a dazzling array of light. Her waistline curved dramatically, rising again at her alluring, rounded buttocks. Her skin was as white as snow; a mere glance at it seemed to convey its silky smoothness. Her long, straight legs were encased in incredibly sexy black fishnet stockings with side cutouts and rose patterns, her delicate feet clad in 12cm crystal-studded high-heeled sandals. Her calves were smooth and beautiful, without any artificial muscle definition; any man would be driven to ecstasy by the sight of such long, strong legs wrapped around his waist. Her appearance was absolutely flawless. Her chestnut-brown hair was piled high, with only a few strands falling casually across her forehead. Her eyebrows were like distant mountains, and her phoenix eyes, slanted upwards, seemed to shimmer with light, captivatingly alluring. Below her small, straight nose were slightly upturned, sensual lips. A pair of red diamond earrings dangled from her jade-like earlobes, accentuating her exquisite, flawless oval face. She was breathtakingly beautiful. This was Zhen Yan, the Crown Prince's most favored mistress, a woman among women, a bewitching enchantress. Importantly, from this day forward, she would be his plaything and a crucial pawn. Wan Shijie could feel an intense surge of desire and possessiveness within his aging body. His heart pounded powerfully, sending waves of heat coursing through his veins, making him feel as if he had instantly become ten or twenty years younger. "Beautiful...so beautiful..." Wan Shijie was so dazed that the cigar in his mouth fell out, burning him and making him snap back to reality. Ignoring his embarrassment, he stood up from the bath. Beneath his loose, fat belly, his old, curved, black penis stood erect, strong and muscular like a young man's. "Pfft..." Zhen Yan smiled, her beautiful eyes narrowing. "Shijie, didn't I tell you to wait for me? Why are you soaking in the bath?" Old Wan grinned and stepped out of the bath, ignoring the water droplets dripping from his clothes, he grabbed the alluring woman before him, taking a deep sniff, as if trying to inhale all the fragrance. Then he laughed loudly, "A soak to refresh myself, look how much better I feel now." He then shook his curved penis, very satisfied with his appearance. Zhen Yan giggled seductively, her soft hand gently guiding the old lecher's manhood into her grasp, stroking it lightly. This was like adding fuel to the fire; Wan Shijie felt a jolt of electricity coursing through his body, making him shudder. "Damn it, I can't take it anymore! Let's have a go!" he exclaimed, scooping Zhen Yan up in his arms and tossing her into the bathtub amidst her soft cries. He then jumped in after her, laughing heartily. "Splash!" Water splashed everywhere. "Ah...you're so annoying...uh...mmm..." Zhen Yan's coquettish protests were cut short as the lustful Wan Shijie pulled her into his arms and sealed her lips with his. Old Wan eagerly probed the vixen's mouth with his tongue, greedily devouring her sweet, fragrant nectar. Zhen Yan lightly punched Wan Shijie's back, then wrapped her arms around his neck and passionately returned his kiss, their lips and tongues entwined in a fierce, intense climax. The two kissed passionately, and Lao Wan, holding the mermaid-like Zhen Yan, tumbled around in the bathtub several times before finally releasing her fragrant lips with slight panting and satisfaction. Looking at the beauty's slightly swollen lips, the lecherous old man grinned lewdly, roughly pressing her down against the edge of the tub, making her plump buttocks stick up high against his crotch. Zhen Yan restlessly twisted her slender waist, turning her head to throw a provocative wink while skillfully rubbing her black-stockinged buttocks against his crotch. Provoked by this annoyingly perfect ass, Wan Shijie was about to explode. Gritting his teeth, he ripped the thin crotch of his swimsuit, which was stuck deep in his buttocks, to the side, revealing the exquisite, tender vulva he had longed for once again. The old lecher immediately gripped his penis and rubbed it against her buttocks a couple of times. With a thrust of his fat waist, his curved, black penis sliced through the cream like a sharp scimitar, the glans breaking through the pink flesh and penetrating deep inside. "Ah...so good..." Zhen Yan tilted her head back and let out a seductive moan. The lust she had accumulated over the past month had been relieved recently by secretly copying videos of her daughter and Tang Fei having sex. Although this old man was despicable, he had at least given her a way to release her desire. The seductive manner she displayed at this moment was not entirely an act. Wan Shijie felt the warmth and comfort of his penis inside Zhen Yan's famous "One Line Sky" vagina, and he felt as blissful as if he had eaten the ginseng fruit. He couldn't wait to start thrusting his fat waist and pumping vigorously. "Slap slap slap..." The dense impact of the loose belly and the pert buttocks was extremely intense, producing a dense, seductive sound. This vixen's buttocks were truly divine: full but not bloated, round like a full moon, tender as a freshly peeled egg. Coupled with her soft, slender waist, the visual effect was not only extremely impactful, but also incredibly elastic and bouncy, with no stiffness or bony texture. The lecherous old man was beaming with pleasure, exclaiming how satisfying it was. Wan Shijie became more and more vigorous, slapping Zhen Yan's jade buttocks hard a few times, making the vixen whimper. Several bright red handprints were immediately left on her fair buttocks. Old Wan chuckled lewdly, then pulled Zhen Yan's arms back, suspending her upper body in the air. The pair of perky breasts on the woman's chest, which were wrapped in her swimsuit, were freed from the pressure of the pool edge, and immediately rose in waves with the violent impact, reflected in the huge mirror opposite the bath, allowing the lecherous old man to admire them. "Ah... Shijie... your... big cock... horny cock... old cock... so... so powerful... I'm going to be stabbed... stabbed to death by your curved blade... ahhh..." Because Wan Shijie pulled her arms back, Zhen Yan's upper body was almost bent into a U-shape. She could only arch her buttocks as high as possible, thrusting back in sync with the man's rhythm, allowing him to fully enjoy the elasticity and beauty of her plump buttocks. Water splashed everywhere where they met, the sounds of flesh colliding and water splashing mingling together, accompanied by Zhen Yan's uniquely seductive moans and cries. After hundreds of thrusts, Wan Shijie felt pleasure surge to his head, his ejaculation nearing its end. The bathroom was shrouded in mist, the alluring woman lying prone between his legs, her buttocks raised, letting him ride her. Honey-like fluids splattered where his penis met her tender vagina, her breasts and buttocks swaying like a lone boat on a raging sea. Her smooth, picturesque back was covered in glistening dewdrops, her delicate spine appearing and disappearing with the twisting of her waist. This lewd scene, shrouded in mist, was even more dreamlike, making one almost feel as if they were in a fairyland. The old lecher, with his last ounce of strength, thrust his fat waist desperately, wanting only to ejaculate to his heart's content. Zhen Yan knew he was at his limit, and panted, "Shijie... I... feel so good... Shoot it in me... Use your semen... to fill me up... Ah..." With that, she skillfully used her waist and abdomen, and the tender flesh inside her "one-line sky" suddenly contracted tightly, gripping his penis. Under such seductive power, how could Wan Shijie hold back? With a roar, his bent penis immediately ejaculated, a large amount of white semen gushing out, squeezed and sucked clean by the writhing flower path. Wan Shijie lay limply on Zhen Yan's back, panting heavily. The beautiful woman was completely soaked, glistening water droplets slowly flowing down her snow-white skin, it was hard to tell if it was sweat or pool water. Zhen Yan quietly lay on the edge of the pool, letting the man rest and savor the moment on her body. Only when his breathing became even did she softly say, "Shijie, how about I serve you a scrub to help you relax?" Wan Shijie nodded in agreement. Slowly getting up from the beautiful woman, Zhen Yan helped the still somewhat unsteady old lecher to lie down on the heated water mattress. She then took out a premium Cuban cigar from the cabinet, cut it, and lit it for him. Wan Shijie, satisfied, held the cigar in one hand and lewdly stroked Zhen Yan's long, black-stockinged legs with the other, saying, "You're a real gem, so good at pleasing men. How did you learn that?" Zhen Yan, while preparing...While applying lotion, Zhen Yan smiled and said, "I used to think that the most successful woman wasn't someone who achieved great things, but someone who took good care of her family and served her man so he had no worries. No matter how hard she worked outside, she could forget all her troubles and fatigue when she got home." Wan Shijie laughed and said, "I really didn't expect you, this vixen, to have such traditional ideas. But considering your background and upbringing, it makes sense. Hmm... so, has your thinking changed now?" Zhen Yan evenly applied lotion to Wan Shijie's body and calmly said, "Now that I think about it, maybe I'm destined not to be a simple, innocent woman. In the end, I still have to rely on myself for many things." Although Zhen Yan's tone was very calm, a trace of sadness in her bright, starry eyes somehow suddenly touched Wan Shijie's heartstrings. This peerless beauty, born into a scholarly family and well-educated, had to navigate the complex and treacherous official and business worlds, and maneuver among many powerful figures. Having built his fortune from scratch, he was well aware of the experience. Zhen Yan's movements were gentle and meticulous, possessing a rhythmic beauty. Her soft hands roamed over the man's body, even repeatedly scrubbing and washing areas like his ears until they were spotless. Fine beads of fragrant sweat had already seeped from her delicate forehead. Even with Wan Shijie's experience, having enjoyed countless such services, none could compare to the pleasure he felt at this moment. Wan Shijie closed his eyes, dispelling the ripples in his heart, and regained his calm and collected demeanor. After a moment's consideration, he said, "Let's get down to business. Wanli has almost reached its limit in the real estate industry. Although the outlook for my country's real estate market remains positive, to achieve greater success, we must take it to the next level. I have been planning this for a long time, and it is now nearing completion." Zhen Yan lifted the man's left arm and placed it on her breasts, kneading and washing them while chuckling, "Oh? So, what does Shijie mean?" Wan Shijie felt the fullness and elasticity of the beautiful woman's breasts. He began, "Wanli Group is preparing to enter the financial industry, and will soon be establishing Wanli Bank and a hedge fund. And the gift I promised you is here too." Zhen Yan's hands didn't stop moving, but her mind was racing. She tentatively asked, "Then congratulations! But I'm afraid I'm too slow to understand what this has to do with me." Wan Shijie slowly replied, "I'll give you 3% of the shares in the bank and the fund. What do you think?"
Zhen Yan paused, knowing full well that there's no such thing as a free lunch. The more the old fox offered, the bigger his intentions must be, especially since he now knew her weaknesses. After a moment's thought, she politely declined, saying, "This gift is too precious. I can't accept something I haven't earned. I appreciate your kindness." Then, she released Wan Shijie's arm and chuckled, "Turn over and lie down properly. I'll scrub your back." Wan Shijie smiled enigmatically, turned, and lay prone on the waterbed, enjoying Zhen Yan's service as he said, "You certainly deserve it. As far as I know, the Crown Prince will be coming to Jiangzhou soon. You should already know that, right? But has he told you the purpose of his visit?" Zhen Yan's heart skipped a beat. She never imagined that Wan Shijie, besides forcing her to be his lover, would also have designs on the Crown Prince. "The Crown Prince did say he would be coming to Jiangzhou soon, but he never tells me anything else," Wan Shijie said slowly. "He's coming this time for a massive project called 'Imperial Palace.' It's spearheaded by the Huo family, in collaboration with several other powerful families." He paused, then continued, "And based on my comprehensive analysis, you will be holding a key position in this project." Zhen Yan's heart was filled with shock. The Crown Prince had indeed said he had an important matter to entrust to her, but she knew nothing about the details. And this old fox had already gotten wind of it. She cautiously replied, "Shijie, don't joke around. What 'Imperial Palace' project? I've never heard of it. Even if it were true, why would the Crown Prince entrust such an important matter to me?" With that, she started rubbing a lot of soap on Wan Shijie's back. Wan Shijie hummed comfortably and said, "The Crown Prince's most favored women are you and Ouyang Danni, right? Although you haven't been by his side for long, you have his deepest trust." He paused and continued, "I don't know the specifics of the plan very well either. Since the location is in Jiangzhou, you will inevitably play an important role in it." Zhen Yan continued scrubbing her back until she finished rinsing before ending her silence and asking, "So... what can I do for you?" Wan Shijie turned around and lay back casually, staring at Zhen Yan with a chuckle. "Don't be nervous. I wouldn't want my darling to do anything dangerous. The Crown Prince will tell you the details of the plan when he arrives. What you need to do is give me a copy of all the information as well." Seeing that Zhen Yan was still hesitating, the old fox continued, "The background of my financial plan..." "The power of our resources far exceeds your imagination. The shares I give you are enough for you and your daughter to live a life of luxury for generations. When the time is right, I will introduce you to higher circles. At that time, perhaps you won't have to be mindful of the Crown Prince's feelings anymore." The temptation was immense. Zhen Yan frowned slightly, quickly weighing the options in her mind, and finally spoke, "There are no secrets that stay hidden forever. Perhaps our meeting has already reached the Crown Prince's ears." Wan Shijie said nonchalantly, "It doesn't matter. My financial plans can't be kept from the Crown Prince, including the matter of me letting you invest. Just tell him directly. Just keep our little secret well."
Hearing this, Zhen Yan felt relieved. Although Wan Shijie was cunning, she didn't think he was stronger than the Crown Prince. Since he could openly play "double agent" games, she had much more room to maneuver. As the saying goes, fortune and misfortune are intertwined. She might as well turn this into a favorable situation. Thinking of this, the beautiful woman still feigned worry, hesitatingly saying, "I can't guess what the Crown Prince is thinking. Perhaps your analysis isn't accurate, and perhaps there will be other changes. Zhen Yan can only do her best." Wan Shijie said confidently, "I believe in my judgment. Even if there's a slight deviation, it won't be too far off. In any case, the shares are yours; consider it a dowry for your daughter." Zhen Yan then smiled gently and said, "Then I'll shamelessly take advantage?" Wan Shijie laughed heartily, pointing to a food cart on the side. Zhen Yan understood, pulled the cart over, then took out red wine, poured two glasses, and handed them to Wan Shijie, saying, "Shijie, thank you. I'd like to toast you."
Seeing Zhen Yan's charming and alluring appearance, Wan Shijie's lust was stirred again. After raising their glasses and clinking them together, he leered, "How are you going to thank me, my darling?" Zhen Yan raised an eyebrow, straddled Wan Shijie's waist with her long legs, and snatched the wine glass from his hand. She bent down and brought her pretty face close to the old lecher, her breath sweet as orchids, and said, "Now, I have two glasses of wine. The one in my left hand is called 'Gentle,' and the one in my right hand is called 'Wild.' So... tell me, which one... do you want to drink?"
Wan Shijie felt Zhen Yan's temperament suddenly change. Her oppressive beauty, like a queen descending, instantly dominated his senses: her enchanting, flawless face was close to his eyes, her seductive words lingered in his ears, her fragrance, like orchids and musk, filled his nostrils, and her incredibly sexy body pressed against his chest. Even his tongue seemed to taste the invisible temptation. He swallowed hard and chuckled dryly, "I'm a greedy person, I want to drink both glasses."
Zhen Yan gave him a charming glare and chuckled, "You bad boy..." She then downed her wine glass in one gulp, before gently kissing Wan Shijie's large mouth. The old lecher's tongue darted into the beauty's mouth, intertwining with her soft lips. He sucked up the crimson liquid mixed with sweet saliva, swallowing it all. Only a little spilled from the corner of his mouth. Even after drinking the red wine, Wan Shijie didn't let Zhen Yan go. Their lips remained tightly pressed together, her tongue gently teasing him. The tender sensation made the old lecher feel his bones melt. His hands also began to wander, encircling the vixen's waist and kneading her firm, elastic buttocks. The old, curved penis between his legs had now risen again, rubbing up and down in the deep cleft of his buttocks. Old Wan hooked the crotch of the swimsuit to the side with his fingers, then spread his buttocks apart with both hands, ready to break in. Unexpectedly, Zhen Yan twisted her plump buttocks to avoid the curved blade, biting Wan Shijie's ear and saying seductively, "Don't be hasty, you bad boy... I haven't drunk the wine in my right hand yet." After saying that, she sat up straight, pulled open the swimsuit strap behind her jade neck with one hand, and as the deep V swimsuit slid down her snow-white skin, her pair of full E-cup peach-shaped breasts broke free of their restraints and eagerly sprang out. Facing Wan Shijie's fiery gaze, Zhen Yan's previous tenderness vanished. Her delicate chin tilted slightly upward, like a queen ruling over desire, looking down at the old lecher. A provocative smile played on her lips as she slowly tilted the crystal goblet in her right hand, the crimson liquid forming a thin stream that dripped down. Her left hand traced circles on his chest, filling only about half a glass before smearing the wine all over his upper body. "This wine is mine..." Zhen Yan said, lowering her hips and bending her waist to press her full, snowy breasts against Wan Shijie's lower abdomen. The two mounds of flesh pressed against his fat belly, and then she straightened her waist, stretching like a wildcat. Her breasts, still wet with wine, slid from bottom to top, across his chest and neck, finally hovering over Wan Shijie's face. Crimson wine stained her large, snow-white breasts, the stark contrast of red and white creating a wicked and eerie beauty. The wine trickled down the curves of her full, firm breasts, finally gathering at her delicate nipples, dripping precariously. "Bad man...is it pretty? I'm feeding you...sss...ah...gentle...don't bite..."
Wan Shijie could no longer resist. He opened his mouth and took one nipple in his mouth, sucking it loudly. After finishing the left, he moved to the right, his large tongue greedily scavenging like a wolfhound, quickly licking the wine off both breasts, leaving his chest covered in saliva. He even smacked his lips, seemingly unsatisfied. Zhen Yan chuckled, "What a greedy dog... I won't give you any more..." With that, she bent down, her peach-like breasts pressing against Wan Shijie's chest and slowly moving downwards, her fragrant tongue gently licking and sweeping along the way. Her pink tongue circled as it descended, sucking up every last drop of red wine along its path. The old man gasped in pleasure, his bent old penis already rock hard. Zhen Yan's breasts slid down her lower abdomen and continued their downward movement. She used her firm breasts to encircle the curved penis, her left hand encircling her chest, firmly trapping it within her ample cleavage. She raised her pretty face, her watery, alluring eyes meeting Wan Shijie's fiery gaze. Her small, fragrant tongue teasingly licked her full lips, while her right hand slowly poured the remaining half-glass of red wine onto the protruding glans in her cleavage, until it was completely submerged. "Hiss..." Wan Shijie shuddered; the soft, warm flesh of her breasts completely enveloped his erect penis, the cool wine providing a unique stimulation. Zhen Yan put down her empty glass, cupping her round, firm breasts in both hands and pressing them inwards, sometimes moving them up and down together, sometimes rubbing them alternately. The wine in her cleavage rippled with the movements, reflecting the vibrant red of the diamond necklace between her delicate collarbones. Snow-white breasts, a black glans, bright red wine, and shimmering light. The sight of them intertwined was incredibly alluring, so dazzling that the old lecher could barely open his eyes, feeling as if his genitals were melting between the enchantress's breasts. "Damn...it's so good...I can't take it anymore..." Soon, Wan Shijie felt a tingling sensation in his tailbone and roared out, panting. Zhen Yan also felt the old man's penis throbbing restlessly in her cleavage. She quickly relaxed her breasts, lowered her head, and sucked the wine-covered penis into her lips. Her soft, fragrant tongue licked and swept inside her mouth, then she took it deep into her mouth, using the tender flesh of her throat to gently squeeze and suck on Wan Shijie's glans. In just a few strokes, she squeezed out streams of white semen. Zhen Yan let Wan Shijie ejaculate freely in her mouth. Only when the penis gradually softened did she suck it clean and spit it out. Then she tilted her pretty face up and opened her fragrant lips, letting the old lecher see the semen mixed with red wine in her mouth, stirred it with her tongue, and swallowed it in one gulp. "Hoo...that was great!" Wan Shijie took the cigar Zhen Yan offered and took a deep drag, then lay sprawled on the waterbed, enjoying the beauty's wash and savoring the pleasure he had just experienced. Zhen Yan took a dry towel and carefully dried him, saying softly, "Shijie, it's getting late, I should go home." Wan Shijie said unhappily, "Go home for what? It's not easy for us to meet. I'm leaving tomorrow afternoon, so I'll take care of your daughter's paperwork for going abroad this morning." Zhen Yan didn't have much hope that the old lecher would let her leave. Besides, she wanted to settle things with Tang Fei as soon as possible to avoid any complications. She smiled and said, "Alright, then you go back to your room first, I'll wash up and come back."
Wan Shijie nodded in satisfaction, slapped Zhen Yan's round, white buttocks, put on his pajamas, hummed a little tune, and swayed out of the bathroom. Zhen Yan pursed her lips and sighed inwardly, taking off her already soaked swimsuit and fishnet stockings and heading towards the shower. ********** ... After a long silence, she finally said, "Yan Yan, I..." "I'm in the same pain and just as reluctant as you. If it weren't for the unavoidable circumstances... sigh..." Zhen Yan composed herself and continued, "I can't say much more to you now. Tell Xiao Fei and Xiao Xuan about this tomorrow, and I'll go and handle the paperwork for them." Jiang Chen asked in a trembling voice, "Where... are they going?" "Los Angeles, America..." (To be continued)

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