I, the wanderer of the universe, love making friends

Chapter 394 This woman is really good!

Inside the Wang Mansion.

Warm yellow light poured down, illuminating the simple and elegant furnishings inside. The exquisitely carved tables and chairs, and the famous calligraphy and paintings hanging on the walls, all showed the owner's status and taste.

A mahogany round table was placed in the middle of the room, with Boss Wang and Mr. Lu sitting opposite each other.

The table was filled with several exquisite side dishes, with steam rising and emitting an enticing aroma.

However, the table full of delicacies failed to arouse Mr. Lu's appetite at all.

Boss Wang shoveled porridge into his mouth with big mouthfuls, his cheeks bulging, and the chewing sound was particularly clear in this quiet space.

He was wearing a black satin gown, with a snow-white silk shirt visible at the collar, and the exquisite emerald cufflinks on his cuffs gleamed with a warm glow under the light.

In sharp contrast, Mr. Lu sat there with his posture straight, his hands folded in his legs, his eyes calm yet somewhat solemn.

He was wearing a white gown that was tailored to fit him perfectly, which made him look even more cool and capable. He exuded a calm and reserved temperament.

After Boss Wang swallowed the food in his mouth, Mr. Lu leaned forward slightly and asked softly, "Brother, about Xiaoliu..."

His voice was low and steady, slowly echoing in the silent room.

Boss Wang paused with his chopsticks in his hand, remained silent for a moment, then slowly raised his head. His eyes were deep and complex.

"No more killing."

His voice was a little hoarse, as if it was squeezed out from deep in his throat.

Mr. Lu raised his eyebrows slightly, a hint of barely perceptible surprise flashed across his eyes, but he quickly regained his composure.

"How to deal with it?" he asked.

"Send her away from Shanghai, the farther the better, and never let her come back."

Boss Wang's tone was firm and unquestionable.

He picked up the chopsticks again, picked up a piece of food and put it into his mouth, but he seemed to have lost his sense of taste and chewed mechanically.

"The one with the surname Shen..." Mr. Lu just opened his mouth when Boss Wang raised his hand to interrupt him.

"Shen Lang..." Boss Wang snorted coldly, a look of disdain on his face, "He is indeed a bit arrogant. He thought he had a firm foothold in Shanghai, but he dared to touch my woman."

A hint of ruthlessness flashed in his eyes, and he slammed the chopsticks in his hand heavily on the table, making a crisp "pa" sound.

Mr. Lu nodded slightly and continued, "Brother, there's one more thing. The workers in Zhabei have been on strike for several days now, which has had a significant impact on our business. They've also kidnapped over 30 people..."

Upon hearing this, Boss Wang's expression became even more gloomy.

"These coolies are such a hassle." He pondered for a moment and said, "Go get Zhou. I want to see what he's up to."

Mr. Lu nodded and said, "I have already made an appointment with him to meet today."

"Okay, I'll leave these matters to you," said Boss Wang. "As for Shen Lang, don't get into a fight for now. The workers are making trouble again, so there's no need to make a big deal out of it. If there are any tabloid reports or anything like that, just deal with it lightly and don't let yourself get embarrassed."

He was talking about Xiaoliu.

Mr. Lu said, "Brother, I know what to do, don't worry."

At the same time, in another luxurious villa, Xiaoliu was sitting bored on the sofa in the study.

This study was renovated under the leadership of Feng Chengcheng. It is decorated in the utmost luxury, with dazzling crystal chandeliers, soft and comfortable leather sofas, and priceless famous paintings hanging on the walls.

However, Xiaoliu had no interest in all this.

She was wearing a red cheongsam, the slim cut outlined her graceful figure, and her long black hair was casually draped over her shoulders.

"What are you thinking about?" Shen Lang held two glasses of wine in his hands. "Didn't you say you had something to tell me?"

Xiaoliu glanced at him and said nothing.

Shen Lang didn't care. He sat down next to Xiaoliu and put his arm around her shoulders.

"What do you think Boss Wang's expression would be when he knew you were here with me?" he asked with a smile.

Xiao Liu smiled and said, "Do you want him to know, or do you want him not to know?"

Shen Lang said: "I don't care. Let me tell you what you want to see me about."

He leaned closer to Xiaoliu, his eyes gleaming with greed, "Is your pen itching?"

Xiao Liu rolled his eyes at him, "Don't I have other things to ask you about?"

"So I wanted to know what you wanted to talk to me about, but I didn't expect you to be so coy." Shen Lang leaned back on the sofa, crossed his legs, "If you don't want to tell me, forget it. Drink this glass of wine first. This is a good wine I specially brought from France."

Xiaoliu pursed her lips slightly, and a hint of cunning flashed in her eyes. She did not take the wine glass handed to her by Shen Lang, but slightly turned sideways to bring herself closer to Shen Lang.

Her hair gently brushed across Shen Lang's cheek, carrying a faint fragrance, teasing him subtly.

"Why are you so anxious? Now that I'm here, I'll tell you."

Xiaoliu's voice was soft and melodious, like the spring breeze blowing across the lake, carrying a hint of temptation.

Seeing her attitude, Shen Lang put down his wine glass and said, "Okay, then I'll wait for you to speak and see if you can say anything that will interest me."

Xiaoliu stretched out his hand and gently stroked the back of his hand with his fingertips. The touch was like the brush of a feather, tingling and numb.

"You know, Mr. Wang has always been wary of you." Xiao Liu said while observing Shen Lang's expression.

Shen Lang couldn't help but laugh, "Oh? Really? It's only natural that he's wary of me. My influence in Shanghai is growing, so it's normal for him to feel threatened."

Xiaoliu giggled, her laughter clear and sweet, like a silver bell.

"Do you think it's just because of power?" She deliberately kept the question a secret, paused, and then continued, "He thinks you're a restless person who will ruin his plans sooner or later."

Shen Lang said disapprovingly: "He can see clearly that I am indeed a restless person."

Anyone who becomes a big boss in the underworld has to step on the bones of countless people to advance. There is nothing strange about this.

Xiaoliu looked at Shen Lang's reaction and felt secretly proud.

She leaned close to Shen Lang and whispered into his ear, "He also said that you will never amount to anything significant. In his eyes, you are just a clown."

Shen Lang pulled her into his arms and asked, "So, in your heart, what kind of person am I?"

Xiaoliu didn't answer immediately. She gently kissed Shen Lang on the lips.

The kiss was short and gentle, but it was like a fire, igniting the fire of desire in Shen Lang's heart.

Shen Lang pulled her into his arms and held her tightly, as if he wanted to merge her into his body.

Xiao Liu struggled slightly in Shen Lang's arms, but didn't push him away. She said coquettishly, "Oh, you're so impatient! Your wife is still downstairs."

"It's okay. At worst, I can come up and play with you later." Shen Lang said with a half-smile, "Did you say that just now, or did Mr. Wang really say that?"

Xiaoliu smiled, and smiled happily.

"Do you think I'm lying? If you don't believe me, you can torture me with whips, candles, and the like. Maybe I can't bear it and confess everything." Her voice was full of temptation, making it even harder for Shen Lang to control himself.

This woman is really good!

The ambiguous atmosphere instantly surged like a surging tide, engulfing the two of them.

The clothes were soon scattered all over the floor.

In the room, there were only heavy breathing and ambiguous noises.

I don’t know how long it took, but the passion gradually faded away.

Xiaoliu sat up lazily, her hair messy but still able to hide her charm.

She reached out and took the cheongsam beside her and put it on slowly.

Every movement is full of unique charm.

Shen Lang lay on the sofa with a lingering feeling, his eyes closely following Xiao Liu's every move.

Xiaoliu fastened the buttons of her cheongsam, walked to the mirror, gently combed her hair, looked at her blushing face in the mirror, and a meaningful smile appeared at the corner of her mouth.

"Why, are you leaving now?" Shen Lang propped himself up and asked with a hint of reluctance.

Xiao Liu glanced back at him, his eyes flickering.

"If you don't leave now, are you going to wait for your wife to come up and catch you cheating?" Her voice was still soft, but with an unquestionable determination, "Send me away! I don't want to be blocked by your wife."

After Shen Lang sent Xiaoliu to Xiafei Road, because there was a traffic jam ahead, Xiaoliu found a place to get off on the side of the road and did not let Shen Lang follow.

Watching her go away, Shen Lang felt particularly relaxed and wandered aimlessly on the street.

The warm sunshine on my body dispelled some of my fatigue.

Shen Lang put his hands in his pockets, walked slowly and leisurely on the bustling streets of Shanghai.

There are shops on both sides of the street, and people are coming and going, making it very lively.

The cries of hawkers and the ringing of rickshaw bells interweave together to create the unique bustling city life of Shanghai.

Inadvertently, he glanced at the corner of the street and saw two men with strange behavior coming into his sight.

Both of them were wearing long gowns that were washed to a pale color. The style was old and there were some wrinkles on the corners.

The hats on their heads were pulled down very low, almost covering most of their faces, leaving only a pair of eyes exposed.

His eyes flickered, revealing restlessness, and he glanced around vigilantly from time to time. He looked as if he was looking for some key target in the dark, but also like a guilty thief, afraid that others would notice his flaws.

Shen Lang was curious and followed him from a distance without making any noise.

The two men seemed to know their destination and walked quickly, turning into a building next door.

He walked straight upstairs in a hurry, with no intention of stopping.

They stopped at the door of a room on the third floor. One of them raised his hand and knocked lightly on the door with his knuckles. The knocking sound was particularly clear in the quiet corridor.

A gentle and soft female voice came from inside the room, with a hint of doubt: "Who is it?"

The sound is crisp, like the chirping of a yellow oriole in spring.

"Mr. Zhou sent us." The man outside the door shouted, deliberately lowering his voice and answering in a muffled voice.

Accompanied by a light sound of footsteps, the door slowly opened.

A young woman in a light blue cheongsam appeared at the door. The cheongsam was tailored to fit her perfectly, outlining her slender waist and graceful curves. She was like a green lotus blooming in a water town, soft and moving.

At the collar of the cheongsam, a round pearl button was slightly open, revealing a small section of the neck as white as mutton-fat jade.

At the cuffs, delicate lace is faintly visible, adding a touch of refinement and playfulness to this simple and elegant cheongsam.

She has short hair that reaches her ears. Her hair is black and shiny, neatly tucked behind her ears. The ends of her hair are slightly curled inward, just like willow leaves blown by the breeze.

The bangs on her forehead were like a black curtain, covering her smooth forehead just right, making her big watery eyes even brighter and more attractive. There was innocence and ignorance in her eyes, and it was obvious that she was not very worldly-wise.

She has the gentleness of a Jiangnan woman and the liveliness of a young girl.

There is also an exquisite bracelet on the wrist, which is the perfect embellishment.

"Mrs. Zhou, we're here to get something." One of the men broke the brief silence, his tone a little anxious, and he leaned forward slightly.

Upon hearing this, Mrs. Zhou's face flashed with doubt, her eyebrows knitted slightly, her eyes full of vigilance. She subconsciously took a small step back and asked, "What are you taking? My husband never told me about this."

There was a hint of uneasiness in her voice, which echoed softly in the slightly dim corridor.

"I want the things Mr. Lu sent yesterday."

"Ah?" Mrs. Zhou understood instantly and said hurriedly, "Here, I'll pick it for you."

"No need. Mr. Lu has instructed that we take your hand back to persuade Mr. Zhou." The man who spoke took out a knife.

Mrs. Zhou turned pale with fright.

I just don’t know what to do.

Suddenly there was a snap.

The next second, the man in front of her suddenly turned his head towards her.

Then another man did the same.

Then a handsome face appeared in front of Mrs. Zhou.

"Mrs. Zhou, I am also here to pick up something on the orders of Mr. Zhou." Shen Lang said.

Mrs. Zhou was so frightened by this scene that she stumbled over and asked, "You, what do you want to get?"

"Take your virginity, please..."

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Mrs. Zhou↓, no HD, just make do with it
(End of this chapter)