"Hmm, sure, Dad. Leave it to , I'll take care of it. You just rest…" Zheng Shuang answered, comforting and helping Zheng Dana to lie down on the hospital bed when suddenly, the phone in her pocket began to ring.
Zheng Shuang took it out and saw that it was Tan Rong calling. Looking at the number on the screen, Zheng Shuang's brow furrowed, showing a face full of disgust.
She was about to hang up without answering, but then she heard Zheng Dana say, "Little Shuang, whose call is it? Why aren't you answering…"
"It's Tan Rong… I don't want to deal with him…" Zheng Shuang said with disgust and hung up directly.
"Sigh, you child, you've got a bit of a misunderstanding about Tan Rong. Actually, I think that although Tan Rong is a bit slick, his character isn't all that bad…"
"That's enough, Dad. You shouldn't have let him be the deputy factory manager in the first place… He's one way to your face and another behind your back, two-faced," Zheng Shuang pursed her red lips. "To chase after , he even plotted a damsel in distress farce, sending a thug to harass on the street, then coming out to play the hero…"
"Haha, that's also one way of pursuing soone…" Zheng Dana seed unconcerned.
"I just don't like his style. I'd rather have a man who is a bit of a flirt, but he must be honest…"
"Your way of thinking is quite unique…" Zheng Dana said as the phone in his pocket rang. He took it out, saw it was Tan Rong calling, and didn't feel the sa aversion as his daughter. He promptly took out the phone and answered.
"Hello, Tan Rong."
"Uncle Zheng… there's, there's sothing…" In no ti at all, Tan Rong stopped addressing Zheng Dana as factory manager and switched to calling him Uncle Zheng. Even though it was still a term of respect, anyone attentive could tell that he no longer regarded Zheng Dana as his boss.
The factory was gone, so what was the use of being called factory manager? Zheng Dana wasn't bothered, and actually felt this new address was better, more intimate. "Don't beat around the bush… Just speak…"
"Ah, how do I even say this," the voice from the other end of the phone suddenly changed, "It's like this, Uncle Zheng, I just had a friend approach , saying he's interested in taking over your factory. I'm not sure what you think about this…"
Zheng Shuang faintly heard the words from the other end of the phone and her beautiful eyes imdiately widened, "There's a plot…"
"Uh, is it your friend who wants to take over, or is it you?" Zheng Dana, who had spent so many years in the business world, wasn't naive and imdiately guessed Tan Rong's intentions.
"Uh, it's my friend, but, you see, I can buy into his shares. Oh right, Uncle, actually you could buy into his shares as well… to earn so retirent money…"
Zheng Dana's face turned red with anger, but still, he suppressed his rage, "Ah, I see. Well, let think about it…"
"Ahh, thank you so much, Uncle Zheng…"
Zheng Dana angrily hung up the phone and cursed, "Damn it, just as I thought, a heartless bastard. My factory has barely gone under, and he wants to take over... What's the aning of this?"
"Dad, don't you understand? They must have been plotting for a long ti, maybe from the day he entered the factory, he was already eyeing it…"
"I must have been blind to nurture him all these years…" Zheng Dana said with regret, "Right, and those one thousand pigs, it must have been him behind that too…"
"Dad, what's there to consider? Of course, you can't let him take over…"
"Actually, it doesn't really matter who takes over, but I definitely won't let it be him. Here's what, Little Shuang, go find Little Qiang now. If Little Qiang agrees, let him take over sooner…"
"Okay, soone needs to stay here. I'll go after Mom arrives," Zheng Shuang said dutifully.
...
At that mont.
In the mountain recess.
Li Xianghong lay there exhausted, her entire body without a hint of strength...
Li Xianghong had no idea that within Wang Xiaoqiang's body, three Spiritual Springs had converged in his lower abdon. One of the springs released a stream of Fire Elent Spiritual Energy into that erect part of Wang Xiaoqiang, another released a stream of Wood Elent Spiritual Qi, and the third released a stream of Water Elent Spiritual Qi into Wang Xiaoqiang's kidneys.
A fourth Spiritual Spring emitted five streams of Spirit Qi—tal, Wood, Water, Fire, Earth—each entering his organs, viscera, flesh, bones, and nerves in turn, replenishing what the body had used, enabling him to keep going tirelessly like a machine that never knew fatigue.
For a ti, the pool water surged and splashed...
Suddenly, the phone rang.
Both of them were jolted, and Wang Xiaoqiang heard that it was his own phone ringing. He imdiately jumped out of the pool onto the shore. Controlled by his willpower, Fire Elent Spiritual Energy traveled around his right hand's leather strap, drying the water on his hand instantly. Thus, when he picked up the phone, the water would not enter into the phone.
Li Xianghong did not notice this detail. At this mont, her cheeks flushed and her starry eyes seed lost in a dream, her eyes brimming with springti affection, fixating only on Wang Xiaoqiang, as her heart thumped wildly.........
"Hello, Little Qiang, where are you? I have sothing to look for you..." The call was from Zheng Shuang.
"Uh, I, I'm at the villa..."
"Pfft, I'm right now in front of your villa. You dare say you're at the villa? Don't tell you've run off sowhere to have fun..."
Wang Xiaoqiang blushed with embarrassnt and forced himself to remain calm as he said, "Don't spout nonsense, I am a gentleman..."
Li Xianghong, hearing Wang Xiaoqiang claim to be a gentleman, couldn't help but cover her mouth and giggle.
"Alright, gentleman, hurry back. I'm waiting for you in the garden of your villa..." Zheng Shuang was a clever person, and naturally would not keep questioning the matter. Besides, she didn't have the standing to do so.
"Okay, I'll be right back." Wang Xiaoqiang hung up the phone and saw that Li Xianghong had already co out of the pond, a lazy attitude on her face. Her walk was a bit off, as if she had sprained her leg.
"Hey, Honghong, I notice you're walking with your feet turned out, like an old-ti official..." Seeing this, Wang Xiaoqiang couldn't help but snicker mischievously.
"Still laughing!" Li Xianghong glared at Wang Xiaoqiang. "It's all your fault. I can't even walk properly now. Later, when Little Fang sees this, who knows what she'll think..."
On hearing this, Wang Xiaoqiang's heart sank. Then, while Li Xianghong was putting on her clothes, he silently pointed his right index finger towards her feet and channeled so Spiritual Energy into them.
Li Xianghong, who was in the middle of getting dressed, felt a flow of energy enter her thighs. She thought it was leeches penetrating her skin, and she scread in alarm, "Ah, no good, Little Qiang, there are leeches, leeches sucking on ..."
"Let see... Eek, there really is one..." Wang Xiaoqiang took the opportunity to walk over, pretending to smack her thighs from behind while infusing Spiritual Energy into them.
"It's off now..." Wang Xiaoqiang picked up a stone from the ground and tossed it away.
"There's no bleeding, right?" asked Li Xianghong.
"No, quickly put on your clothes. What kind of a sight are you, bare-bottod..." Wang Xiaoqiang smacked her backside once more.
"Hey, Little Qiang, it's strange, my legs don't hurt anymore, I feel strong..." said Li Xianghong. She deliberately jumped, finding that her legs truly didn't hurt and that they were both springy and powerful.
"You might not hurt, but my legs are still in pain. Hey, Honghong, would it be okay for you to carry on your back?" Wang Xiaoqiang wheedled.
"Are you really in pain?" Li Xianghong instinctively glanced at Wang Xiaoqiang.
"Really in pain!"
"Then fine, I'll carry you for a bit..." Being a mother, Li Xianghong felt a montary surge of maternal affection, and then she bent down to crouch.
Wang Xiaoqiang lay on her back.
Country won's physical strength naturally could not be compared to delicate city ladies. Moreover, having just received an infusion of Spiritual Energy from Wang Xiaoqiang, Li Xianghong easily hefted him onto her back and set off with steady strides.
Laying on her back, slling the pleasant scent, Wang Xiaoqiang felt sleepy and drowsy.
Carrying the man she loved on her back, Li Xianghong did not feel tired at all; instead, her heart swelled with happiness and contentnt. She truly wished she could carry him on like this forever, just keep on walking...
In his comfort, Wang Xiaoqiang fell asleep. It was only when she reached the road back to the villa that Li Xianghong set him down.
When Wang Xiaoqiang woke up, seeing that Li Xianghong had carried him such a long distance, he felt a bit guilty. "Honghong, I'm sorry. I fell asleep. Are you tired...?"
"I'm not tired, really, Little Qiang. I'm truly not tired. Next ti we go to the valley, I want to carry you again..." Li Xianghong said, revealing a bright and simple smile.
Such a down-to-earth woman!
Wang Xiaoqiang was deeply moved. (To be continued. If you like this work, you are welco to vote for it with recomndations and monthly tickets at qidian. Your support is my greatest motivation. Mobile users, please visit m.qidian to read.)
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