"No." The voice was slightly panting, carrying the satisfaction after passion.
As expected...
Yet, Song Yunxiao still wanted to fight for it.
The woman's lotus-like arms wrapped around the man's neck. She kissed his chin and pouted coquettishly."Shen Jiaquan, just say yes."
The man opened his eyes. He exuded a noble and elegant demeanor, yet resembled a beast hiding its wild nature.
He was no longer as impatient as he was in the bathroom. Instead, he gave the woman a reason to refuse."There's no need to wear yourself out. The things you mentioned can all be done by the assistant team."
Song Yunxiao quickly retorted,"But the assistant team doesn't know your preferences... I do. Give me a chance to show you."
"Besides, our wedding anniversary is coming soon. The surprise is hidden in the new house!"
What a joke.
Making up nonsense without preparation—a little liar.
He had just told her about his trip to Gongzhou Palace, and she immediately came up with a new house? And even called it a surprise.
Shen Jiaquan looked at the woman trying hard to persuade him. He chuckled softly, gripping her waist and lifting her slightly."But, why do I feel like the surprise is already on you?"
As he finished speaking, his large hand forcefully pressed her waist down.
After that, the woman's screams and moans echoed in the room.
...
Morning came, and Song Yunxiao groggily looked around in the darkness. Only her naked body wrapped in the blanket gave her a sense of security.
Shen Jiaquan wasn't beside her; it must mean it was already late.
Failing to get her request fulfilled last night only left her body utterly exhausted.
Song Yunxiao reached out to turn on the bedside lamp and grabbed her phone from the nightstand: 11:34—noon.
She unlocked her phone to check, finding a message from Ace sent in the morning:
[Good morning, sis.]
[Are you up? Remember to have a good breakfast today! And don't forget to think of me.]
It was accompanied by a teary-eyed emoji.
Song Yunxiao recalled Ace's fierce demeanor at Paradise of the Night last night when she was teaching someone a lesson, juxtaposed with Ace's pitiful cuteness.
Her mind drifted to something Ace had said. Among the many things, one line stood out:[My sister is sick...]
The master bedroom's curtains weren't drawn, leaving the room dimly lit. The bedside lamp was the only source of light.
The woman sat up, swiped her phone screen a few times, and made a call...
Elsewhere, in the center of Sally State, inside the National Gold Tower.
The assistant, Brand, was still reporting the afternoon schedule behind the man.
Standing before the floor-to-ceiling window, Shen Jiaquan overlooked everything—cars bustling back and forth, pedestrians coming and going.
This place was one of the most economically active areas in the world. After a hundred years, it remained thriving and yet preserved the ancient charm of its urban architecture, continuously magnificent.
The bridge to the west stood as it had a hundred years ago, unchanged even after another hundred years.
Sally State might welcome another century of glory, or it might collapse in mere decades.
Who knows what the future holds?
This world belongs to the descendants.
That said, money is alive, and man is mortal. It wouldn't make sense for him to live in this world without even tasting meat. After all, he had a family to provide for—no need to elaborate on the hardships. Isn't this the case for every man?
Contrasting with the historical elegance outside, Shen Jiaquan's office was a pinnacle of luxury. Even the smallest accessories were unattainable for most people.
When Brand saw the man turn around and sit in his office chair, he asked,"There's no lunch appointment scheduled. Would you like to dine in the office, or do you have other plans?"
"Have it delivered to the office."
Brand nodded slightly."Alright, I'll arrange it immediately."
Standing before the desk, Brand asked again,"Should I also prepare a portion for Madam?"
The man replied in a low voice,"No need."
Shen Jiaquan's fingers tapped silently on the desk: Speaking of which, Song Yunxiao should be awake after sleeping so long.
Only after receiving clear instructions from Shen Jiaquan did Brand leave and begin delegating new tasks.
Being Shen Jiaquan's special assistant was no ordinary role.
Handling major issues without error and managing minor details comprehensively were the basic competencies.
So, regardless of Shen Jiaquan's plans for lunch, the assistant team would instruct the hotel to prepare a meal in advance to accommodate any changes.
After all, the time of elites is precious.
...
At noon, at the Shen family dining table.
Song Yunxiao scooped a spoonful of thick soup into her mouth when the notification sound of a new message on her phone caught her attention.
It was from Shen Jiaquan—he had sent a few pictures, specifically of lunch dishes.
Hmm, quite sumptuous.
Song Yunxiao evaluated internally.
There were a few more messages afterward.
Naturally, they were just casual topics like whether she had eaten, how it was, or where she was going.
When the person wasn't present, a few casual responses sufficed.
She really didn't feel like engaging in such unproductive topics with Shen Jiaquan. It was a waste of time and served no purpose.
She had important matters to attend to!
After the meal, Song Yunxiao stared at the dazzling array of clothes in the wardrobe, deliberating on what to wear to go out, when a call came in.
She glanced at the screen and then answered.
"Xiao." On the other end was a man with a frivolous tone."The person you asked me to investigate has results.