This night.
Xu Wendong experienced the allure of a flight attendant.
The price was a ripped pair of Balenciaga underwear, though he never took off Liu Yi’s clothes.
They moved from the living room to the balcony, and then to the bedroom. Despite changing several battlegrounds, they never parted.
After the passion.
Xu Wendong lay back on the pillow, smoking a post-coital cigarette, while Liu Yi, her face flushed, nestled in his arms: "From now on, you don’t have to work anymore. Just live here and be my kept man!"
"There’s a rcedes G-Class in the parking lot downstairs. It’s your ride from now on."
With those words, he transferred fifty million to Liu Yi via WeChat, marked as a free gift.
Nowadays.
Money to him was just a string of inconsequential numbers, and if he could use these aningless numbers to keep a kept man, why wouldn’t he?
Liu Yi kissed Xu Wendong on the cheek: "I can’t just idle around here, that would be dull and boring. I should at least learn so bed skills to make Mr. Xu happy!"
At first, she was very against being kept.
But now.
She experienced the joy of being kept.
Just doing things to please a man, she could find joy herself and not worry about her livelihood.
This life entranced her deeply.
She didn’t mind turning into Xu Wendong’s little pet for such a life.
This was the power of money.
To turn a pure yet seductive goddess into a slave to money, a plaything under Xu Wendong!
The next day.
After waking and showering early, Xu Wendong left Tangchen Yipin, not waking the sleeping Liu Yi, and drove to Jiang Xueyao’s apartnt building.
Ten minutes later.
Jiang Xueyao, dressed in a crisp black suit, stepping in heels, and carrying a Chanel bag, walked out gracefully.
A white camisole peeked from underneath her black shirt, revealing sexy, fair collarbones, swaying as she walked, catching extra attention.
Especially with that chilly aura, it evoked a strong urge for conquest.
Xu Wendong got out, helping Jiang Xueyao with the car door, then sat in the driver’s seat and started the car heading towards Jiang Corporation.
Jiang Corporation was also a small, renowned family in the Magic Capital, with assets not extensive, but over five billion.
Upon reaching Jiang Corporation, Xu Wendong was placed in the secretary’s office, separated from Jiang Xueyao by just a wall.
Jiang Xueyao’s secretary was a young girl nad Yang Tao, who joined Jiang Corporation after graduating college last year, becoming Jiang Xueyao’s secretary due to her outstanding ability.
Yang Tao was sweet-looking and lovely when she smiled, like a breath of fresh air in sumr, lifting people’s spirits.
Her bright, large eyes were as clear as a lake, and her dimples appeared adorably whenever she smiled.
A straight nose complented her face, making her appear more elegant and delicate.
Her sleek dark hair draped gently over her shoulders, imparting a sense of elegance.
She wore a simple white blouse paired with a black short skirt, appearing both poised and stylish.
Her fair skin was as smooth as silk, exuding the unique collagen of a young woman, radiating vibrant energy and vitality.
The small earrings on her rosy ears glistened with her movents, adding a hint of playfulness.
Xu Wendong increasingly liked this job as a bodyguard.
Not only was the employer a beauty.
But even her secretary was a sweet-looking, alluring beauty!
This job was truly fabulous.
Surely.
If he could win over Yang Tao, and have sothing happen in the office, it would indeed be a delight for Xu Wendong.
Compared to Jiang Xueyao’s aloof personality.
Yang Tao was significantly more lively, even ordering coffee for Xu Wendong when she ordered her own.
This was also normal.
Not everyone had Jiang Xueyao’s cold personality, able to ignore Xu Wendong’s handso face.
Xu Wendong said: "Sister Taozi, when you drink coffee in the future, have it at room temperature. Your stomach isn’t well, adding ice is a heavy burden on it."
Yang Tao’s bright eyes showed a surprised look: "How do you know my stomach is not well?"
Xu Wendong shrugged with a smile: "I studied Chinese dicine for a while, and I can tell from your complexion that your stomach isn’t well. If I’m not mistaken, you should have chronic gastritis."
"I didn’t see it, you guy are also knowledgeable in dical skills." Yang Tao was shocked by Xu Wendong; her first impression of him was just that he was very handso.
There are many kinds of handso.
So handso guys have an arrogant personality, making one feel frivolous.
Yet Xu Wendong was entirely different, not only very handso but also refined, making one feel like a refreshing spring breeze when interacting with him.
As if he were the nice big brother next door.
She didn’t expect that this handso guy was also skilled in dicine.
Changing her tune, she cautiously asked: "Since you know my stomach isn’t well, do you have a way to cure my chronic gastritis?"
She’s long been troubled by chronic gastritis, causing significant inconvenience in life, as she loves spicy food and cold drinks.
But due to the illness, she’s always controlled her diet, and even with cold drinks, she only dares to have them once a month.
Xu Wendong said: "Chronic gastritis is relatively tricky, because any condition, once chronic, is difficult to recover from."
"However, I have three thods you can try."
Yang Tao, excited, asked: "What thods?"
Xu Wendong said: "Taking herbal dicine."
Yang Tao shivered, her face full of fear: "This one can be excluded first."
She had drunk herbal dicine as a child, with painful mories she couldn’t erase.
Xu Wendong continued: "The second thod is acupuncture, which can also cure chronic gastritis."
Yang Tao’s pupils trembled; she had both drunk herbal dicine and had acupuncture before, and these treatnts left vivid mories.
She asked: "What’s the third thod?"
"Massage," Xu Wendong said. "Using tui na techniques to massage the area of your stomach, this thod can also cure your chronic gastritis, though it’s not as effective as the first two."
Yang Tao suddenly understood.
She had seen so news about tui na techniques online, reportedly capable of curing even bone fractures without surgery, they said.
However.
Thinking about letting him massage her abdon, Yang Tao felt a burst of heat on her face; after all, she was still a virgin.
If anyone knew her abdon had been touched, how would she face people in the future?
But thinking of the ailnt that’s been troubling her, she ultimately chose to compromise, looking nervously at Xu Wendong, and softly said: "Can you really cure my chronic gastritis?"
Xu Wendong: "I’m not even charging you a consultation fee, you can try it, can’t you?"
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