How did I become a god

Chapter 1724 Telephone, Clever

Time flies by, and more than half an hour has passed in no time.

Jing Gao and Wan Feifei chatted casually, facing each other.

Feifei's 1.68-meter figure stretched out in the soft light of the room. Her skin was the kind of flawless, pale white skin that had been pampered for many years, as smooth as the finest mutton fat jade, as if water could seep out with a gentle pinch.

Even when she lay on her side, her two soft mounds maintained their proud, pert curves, quite alluring. Her waist was slender enough to be grasped in one hand, and her full, rounded hips were breathtaking.

Further down were those long, beautiful legs that met seamlessly when closed, their lines smooth and straight, gleaming with an ivory-like sheen in the dim light.

At this moment, she lay curled up lazily, her whole body exuding an unguarded softness and sexy tension. Every inch of her skin and every curve was silently radiating the ultimate charm of a beautiful young woman.

Jing Gao gently stroked the soft, fragrant body before him, lingering on her smooth back and the curves of her waist and hips, and asked, "Feifei, do you like to read at home when you're not working?"

Her usual reception duties at Yuntu Villa are not too heavy, and she has a lot of free time.

"Brother Jing, where do I have a home after the divorce? The house was all used to pay off debts. I've been living in the Yuntu Villa in Beijing!" Wan Feifei chuckled, reaching out to touch his face. One of her fair, beautiful legs draped over his, gently caressing him, exuding the charm of a beautiful young woman.

Jing Gao's heart softened instantly. He stroked the beauty's side waist curve down to her smooth, white legs. "Feifei, this was my mistake."

He genuinely didn't know that Wan Feifei didn't have a place to live in Beijing. Yuntu Villa was her workplace; it was best not to mix her living and working life.

Wan Feifei chuckled softly, her voice filled with happiness and contentment. "Brother Jing, it's not like that at all. I'm very grateful to you and Sister Qingshuang."

If it weren't for Sister Qingshuang taking pity on me, I wouldn't have met you.

If it weren't for you giving me money, introducing me to a lawyer, and helping me dissolve my marriage, I can't even imagine what kind of life I'd be living now!
Fortunately, Yuntu Villa is a self-contained complex, and living here allows me to escape the turmoil following my divorce.

Jing Gao affectionately pinched her fair cheek. Fei Fei was truly a great beauty, radiant yet with a cool and aloof air. He said gently, "Fei Fei, life and work should be kept separate. I'll buy you a villa to live in."

"No, brother. I live in Yuntu Villa, so there's a good chance I'll see you. Otherwise, who knows how long it will take to see you again?"

As Wan Feifei spoke, she gently kissed Jing Gao, her beautiful eyes seeming to well up with tears.

Jing Gao pulled the beautiful woman into his arms, letting her soft, hot body press against him, and said with a smile, "Feifei, after this tender moment with me, how long will it take you to miss me?"

"I can hold out for a long time. You're so busy, I'm too embarrassed to bother you." Wan Feifei nestled in Jing Gao's arms, tilting her head slightly as he kissed her fair neck. "Brother, I've longed for this opportunity to be alone with you for so long, I never thought it would come true. Just now, when I saw my dad off at the villa, he didn't agree, did he? I was worried you wouldn't talk to me..."

Jing Gao gently kissed her fair and delicate skin, feeling her body tremble slightly as she carried the beauty, "Silly Fei Fei."

Feifei, was your childhood very happy? Psychology says that a happy childhood heals a lifetime.

He was indeed cultivating his character, so why did he suddenly make an exception for Feifei? It was all because of what Wan's father did before leaving, which was tacitly agreeing to give Feifei to him. How could he not be excited?

If it were a woman with no feelings, gaining her family's approval wouldn't matter. But Feifei clearly intended to spend her life with him.

If there is permission and blessing from the family, this would be a perfect ending to this relationship.

Wan Feifei blinked and chuckled charmingly, "Good brother, how am I stupid? I was very happy when I was little. My dad was on the rise, and I was an only child, the little princess of our family and our class..."

Before she could finish speaking, looking at Jing Gao's smiling face so close to hers, filled with tenderness and doting, she suddenly understood.

An indescribable joy welled up from the bottom of her heart, and she couldn't help but hug Jing Gao tightly, pressing her face against his, her voice choked with emotion, "Brother, thank you. I'm sorry you had to suffer in front of my dad."

No matter how glamorous her job sounds, or how great the benefits are, to put it bluntly, isn't she just Jing Gao's mistress?

Deep down, she was afraid to face her family. She heard her mother had secretly cried many times. She was simply terrified of getting married again.

Now there's finally a good result.

Jing Gao didn't take credit for it. He pinched her fair cheek and said with a smile, "Feifei, I didn't suffer any grievances. I just talked about the novel 'The Message' a little longer in front of Dad." Speaking of which, Mai Jia's novel is really thought-provoking, even more memorable than the movie starring Zhou Xun and Li Bingbing.

What's truly captivating is the hidden yuri (lesbian) subplot in the book, a testament to the novelist's skill in using different perspectives to tell the story, each narrative containing contradictions that fascinate the reader and make them want to unravel the mystery.

That said, this technique is rarely used in popular online novels these days.

After reading it once, he actually read it over and over again two or three times.

Wan Feifei's pretty face was burning hot, and she didn't know how to release the energy in her heart, so she just clung to the man she loved...

"Honey, I want to have your baby!"

Jing Gao held her cool, smooth arm, a half-smile playing on his lips. "Feifei, you have a great figure, but you need to be a little more seductive."

Wan Feifei chuckled, not stopping her actions, her beautiful face blooming with a smile, "Brother, Sister Qing Shuang's figure is truly amazing."

The four beautiful women I dined with tonight were all stunning. One was a long-legged, mature woman, and the other a voluptuous beauty.

"Brother, is that the tall, sexy woman you like the most? You seemed really excited when she spoke on the phone just now."

Jing Gao, embracing the fair-skinned beauty, admitted, "I really like Zhizhi."

Wan Feifei laughed, "Brother, with so many women, can you handle it?" Everyone knows Brother Jing's tastes. Four beautiful women plus four young beauties—it's truly a bone-scraping steel knife, making one tremble with fear.

Jing Gao patted her trembling body, "Feifei, how dare you question your brother's abilities?"

As the two were chatting and laughing, Jing Gao's phone rang again.

Wan Feifei giggled, reached for her phone on the bedside table, showed it to Jing Gao, put it on speakerphone, and placed it next to her pillow.

Lin Xueji's voice came through the phone, smiling: "Brother Jing, sorry to bother you. I have some information to report to you."

Jing Gao held Wan Feifei's soft, slender waist, carefully savoring her beauty, and said gently, "Xuexue, what information is it?"

He didn't dislike young and pretty girls flirting with him; it was a bit of a break from his boring life as a wealthy tycoon.

Lin Xueji could hear the voice on the phone, her pretty face flushed, and she continued, "Brother Jing, Wanwan wants you to take her back to her dormitory at Jiaotong University so that it can be officially announced that she's taken."

Jing Gao laughed and said, "There's no need for that. I appreciate your kind intentions, but my appearance would only cause Wanwan unnecessary trouble."

Lin Xueji smiled and said, "Brother Jing, when you get her call later, you can tell her yourself. I want to ask you for a favor."

"Oh? Xuexue, you go ahead and say it."

Lin Xueji said, "Am I not the president of the school's comic club? I want to participate in the King of Glory cosplay. Today I heard that you, Brother Jing, own a King of Glory club, Phoenix Immortal Pavilion Club, and you even won the championship in this year's summer competition."

"Ah, you won the championship?" Jing Gao himself hadn't even paid attention. His affairs were rather varied; playing King of Glory and running a club were just temporary hobbies, nothing he intended to pursue long-term. But why would he agree so readily?
"No problem, I'll introduce you to Yue Jia, the person in charge of the Immortal Pavilion Club. At that time, I will ask her to give you a chance."

Lin Xueji said excitedly, "Brother Jing, thank you. I'll treat you to a meal sometime, please do me the honor of coming."

After hanging up the phone, Wan Feifei smiled and kissed her lover's cheek. "Brother, this Xuexue is very smart. Smarter than your voluptuous and alluring Wanwan!"

Jing Gao couldn't help but laugh, "You."

Feifei seems rather clueless when it comes to her own affairs. But she's quite shrewd when it comes to judging others.

(End of this chapter)