They wanted you to divorce and leave, but you became a rich woman's dream man.

As night fell and the city lights came on, the neon lights outlined the city's silhouette in an increasingly hazy way.

Gao Jun sat alone in the car, his fingertips tapping the steering wheel absently, his gaze passing through the windshield as he stared at the Rose Villa, which was faintly visible in the distance.

This European-style building, surrounded by lush greenery, resembles a mysterious castle in the night, and there lives Liang Yaqi, whom he has been longing for.

Today, he made an important decision—to go to Rose Villa to spend the night and have an in-depth "exchange" with Liang Yaqi.

He had been thinking about one thing: trying to persuade Liang Yaqi to take the medicine.

Thinking of this, Gao Jun's Adam's apple bobbed involuntarily. He started the engine and drove towards the villa.

The car slowly drove into the villa's courtyard, making a soft sound as it rolled over the gravel path.

Gao Jun got out of the car, took a deep breath, straightened his clothes, and walked towards the villa gate.

The door was ajar, and warm yellow light poured out from the crack, as if welcoming his arrival.

As I pushed open the door, a familiar scent wafted towards me.

In the living room, Liang Yaqi was sitting on a soft sofa, flipping through a fashion magazine.

She wore a silk nightgown that accentuated her graceful figure, and her long hair was casually draped over her shoulders, exuding a languid charm.

Hearing the noise, she looked up, her eyes meeting Gao Jun's, and a gentle smile unconsciously appeared on her lips: "You're back."

Gao Jun walked over to her, sat down on the sofa, and casually put his long arm around her shoulder, pulling her into his embrace.

When his palm touched Liang Yaqi's slender and soft waist, the delicate touch instantly stirred his heart, as if a flame had ignited in his heart and gradually spread throughout his body.

"Wife," he murmured softly, his voice slightly hoarse.

Liang Yaqi felt his strong embrace and burning gaze, and her cheeks instantly flushed red, as beautiful as peach blossoms blooming in spring.

"Husband..." she responded softly, her voice gentle and sweet, with a hint of shyness.

With a man and a woman alone in a room, their intimate actions suggest that something is about to happen. Both of them know all too well what will happen next.

Although Liang Yaqi is a mature woman, she can't help but feel her heart flutter when faced with Gao Jun's enthusiasm.

Gao Jun buried his head in her neck, gently inhaling the delicate scent of her perfume. He leaned close to her ear and said in a deep, earnest voice, "Wife, let's have another child."

His breath sprayed onto Liang Yaqi's sensitive earlobe, causing her body to tremble slightly and her face to blush even more.

"Honey, do you want to have another one?" Liang Yaqi put down the magazine in her hand, turned around, and looked at him intently.

In her heart, she was not opposed to having another child with Gao Jun, after all, the two had a deep relationship and the child was the crystallization of their love.

"Wife, I feel like I can't wait any longer." Gao Jun said, gently kissing her delicate earlobe, his hands unconsciously tightening as he held her even closer.

Liang Yaqi hesitated for a moment, then gently bit her lower lip: "Honey, I want to wait until our daughter is a little older. Right now, she still needs someone to take care of her, and I'm worried I won't have enough energy."

“Alright, wife…” Gao Jun didn’t press the issue. He knew that some things couldn’t be rushed, and that relationships and life needed to proceed gradually. But his desire didn’t diminish; instead, it grew stronger.

"Wife, I'm planning to stay here tonight and sleep with you. What do you think?" Gao Jun said, stroking Liang Yaqi's beautiful legs covered in stockings, feeling the delicate and smooth texture, his eyes full of anticipation.

Liang Yaqi was slightly taken aback, then gave a gentle smile and nodded lightly: "Okay."

At this moment, her heart was filled with anticipation for the future. Spending the night with her beloved was a romantic moment that every woman longed for.

"Wife, can you promise me something?" Gao Jun suddenly asked, a hint of nervousness flashing in his eyes.

"What is it? Tell me." Liang Yaqi looked at him, vaguely guessing that Gao Jun's request might not be simple, but she was still willing to listen.

"Honey, how about you take your medicine later? I want to relax a bit today." Gao Jun mustered his courage and voiced his thoughts, his eyes fixed on Liang Yaqi's reaction.

Liang Yaqi was surprised by his request, and her face instantly burned with embarrassment, making her feel awkward.

It was indeed a bold yet shy request, but looking at the longing in Gao Jun's eyes, she hesitated for a moment.

Thinking about it carefully, it doesn't seem unacceptable, after all, the two are a close married couple.

"Okay, I'll eat it later."

Hearing Liang Yaqi agree, Gao Jun breathed a sigh of relief, and at the same time, an overwhelming sense of excitement welled up inside him.

He knew that tonight was destined to be a crazy and unrestrained night.

Not long after, Liang Yaqi took the medication. Gao Jun looked at her, her pretty face slightly flushed, and the lust in his eyes could no longer be concealed.

He strode forward, locked the bedroom door from the inside, and then walked up to Liang Yaqi. He first gave her a light kiss on the tip of her nose, and then kissed her lips domineeringly.

At the same time, his hands restlessly caressed Liang Yaqi's beautiful legs in stockings, feeling the wonderful touch as if he were touching a rare treasure.

Liang Yaqi closed her eyes, completely captivated by Gao Jun's passion. She felt both nervous and expectant; without those obstacles, tonight's intimate contact with Gao Jun would surely bring her unprecedented sensations.

Gao Jun carried her to the sofa, where the two lingered and intertwined on the soft surface, their love spreading like a tide.

"It's a good thing Miaomiao went back to her hometown, otherwise you wouldn't have had it so easy," Liang Yaqi teased breathlessly, a blush on her face and eyes full of love.

I don't know how much time passed, but the passion gradually faded.

Gao Jun held Liang Yaqi in his arms, and the two sat on the sofa, quietly watching the night view outside the window.

"Honey, let's go eat," Gao Jun said softly, breaking the silence.

"Okay." Liang Yaqi got up, tidied her slightly disheveled clothes and hair, and followed Gao Jun into the living room.

A sumptuous dinner was already prepared on the table, among which two plates of tempting braised abalone were particularly eye-catching.

Looking at the braised abalone, Liang Yaqi couldn't help but think of Gao Jun's obsession with this dish. Every time they met for a meal, this dish was always on his menu.

Whether it's a business banquet or a private meal, Gao Jun always enjoys braised abalone.

His love for this dish bordered on obsession.

After dinner, the two returned to the bedroom. As soon as they entered, Gao Jun eagerly pulled Liang Yaqi into his arms and kissed her again. "Wife..." his voice was full of longing.

"Honey, why are you in such a hurry?" Liang Yaqi said coquettishly, a smile on her face.

"Wife, of course I'm anxious. The night is too short, we have to make the most of it tonight." Gao Jun said, carrying Liang Yaqi to the bed.

Looking at Liang Yaqi's smooth, beautiful legs, a thought suddenly flashed through his mind: "Wife, do you have black stockings?"

"Yes, it's in the closet." Liang Yaqi naturally knew that Gao Jun liked black stockings the most.

At the company, she usually wears flesh-colored stockings to maintain a dignified appearance.

But at this moment, none of that mattered to Gao Jun; as long as he was happy, that was all that mattered.

Liang Yaqi walked to the wardrobe, took out black stockings, and then slowly put them on in front of Gao Jun.

Her movements were elegant and sexy, and her shapely legs were tightly wrapped in black stockings, instantly revealing a unique charm.

Gao Jun stared intently at her legs, his eyes filled with amazement and desire.

In his mind, if anyone looks best in black stockings, Sun Miao would probably be the first choice.

But at this moment, Liang Yaqi's black-stockinged legs also have a unique charm, and the allure of a mature woman is fully displayed.

"Honey, your legs are so beautiful."

Gao Jun sat down next to her, gently lifted Liang Yaqi's beautiful legs in black stockings, played with them in his hands, and then gave them a light kiss.

"Husband..." Liang Yaqi said coquettishly, but did not stop him.

After a passionate night, the next morning, sunlight streamed into the bedroom through the gaps in the curtains.

He turned to look at Liang Yaqi, who was still fast asleep beside him, his heart filled with love. She was truly a rare beauty, and he was deeply fascinated by her.

Just as Gao Jun was about to get up quietly so as not to wake Liang Yaqi, she slowly opened her eyes.

Liang Yaqi tried to get up, but found that her beautiful legs were shaking uncontrollably, obviously due to overwork the night before.

Her face was slightly pale, and she felt extremely tired.

Upon seeing this, Gao Jun immediately felt sorry for him.

"Honey, if you're not feeling well, you should rest. I'll give you a massage."

As he spoke, he gently placed his hand on Liang Yaqi's beautiful legs, which were clad in tattered stockings, and began to perform a skillful massage.

Gao Jun's massage skills have always been excellent, and he always makes Liang Yaqi feel incredibly comfortable.

As Gao Jun massaged her, Liang Yaqi closed her eyes in enjoyment.

Under his massage, the soreness in my legs gradually subsided, but the fatigue in my body could not be eliminated in a short time.

After all, she wasn't as young and strong as Gao Jun, so it would take her much longer to recover.

"I'll bring you breakfast later. Just rest well today and don't go to work," Gao Jun said gently, his eyes full of concern.

"Okay," Liang Yaqi replied softly, her heart filled with gratitude. (End of Chapter)