Don't cry, baby. I'll punish you tonight.

Lin Qinghuan stood there without moving, her back leaning against the wall, one hand resting on the other, her long hair scattered over her shoulders and chest, making her cheeks look even whiter and glowing.

He Yanlang, who was originally walking towards the living room, turned back in surprise.

She acted aggrieved and pitiful, "I don't want to."

"I think so." He Yanlang answered, his eyes falling on that face, which had been so fierce just now, but now it had changed into a well-behaved and docile look.

"Go take a shower." He repeated patiently.

Lin Qinghuan didn't move yet. She raised her head. There was plenty of natural light in the room. The suite was designed with panoramic glass, so there was naturally plenty of light.

And today, the weather is very good.

"Can you come again in the evening?" She raised her eyes and looked at the man pleadingly.

When doing that in the daytime, there is always a feeling of being too naked, as if everything can be seen and there is nowhere to hide.

Lin Qinghuan was thin-skinned, her cheeks turned red, and then her ears also turned red.

Somehow, it felt very strange in such abundant light.

He Yanlang's mouth curled up. It turned out that his girl was shy. After all, they really hadn't tried it during the day, which should have a different charm.

"What do you think?" he asked.

Lin Qinghuan didn't say anything, just as He Yanlang said. It didn't matter whether she was willing or not, it was just whether he would do it or not. He would not respect her choice, but would only do what he liked.

Everything is centered on self.

Walk straight through the long corridor to the bathroom. The bathroom uses a lot of mirrors, making the whole space transparent and ambiguous. Behind the shower room is a large bathtub.

Lin Qinghuan walked towards the bathroom. As soon as she opened the door, He Yanlang hugged her and squeezed into the bathroom. He leaned against the glass wall and smiled evilly, "Huanhuan, I can't help it anymore."

Only Lin Qinghuan can give him such happiness.

...

It was unknown how long it took, the light in the room went from bright to dark, from the bathroom to the living room and then to the bedroom, after moving around several places, Lin Qinghuan finally fell limply on the bed.

She rested her head on He Yanlang's arm, her breath flowing in his delicate and broad chest, her hands placed on the side of her cheek, close to her eyes.

The blush is still on her cheeks, and the exposed skin is glowing white, revealing traces of ambiguity everywhere.

His demands were too strong, and Lin Qinghuan couldn't resist several times, and finally she was drowsy.

He Yanlang was in a very good mood and looked at the little woman in his arms with contentment.

She fell asleep, and her sleeping face looked particularly attractive.

...

Lin Shen walked into the presidential suite. In the living room, he immediately noticed unknown water stains on the leather cover of the sofa and several T-shirts scattered randomly on the floor.

Tsk tsk...

Just this one place is enough to imagine how fierce the battle was. Besides, He Yanlang has a muscular figure when he takes off his clothes, but looks thin when he is dressed. Although Lin Qinghuan is tall, it would be difficult for him to bear it.

Lin Shen called the hotel and asked them to send someone to clean up. Seeing that the bedroom door was closed, He Yanlang asked him to ask Luo Yuming to come over at seven o'clock. It was almost eight o'clock now.

In just a moment, the door opened. He Yanlang casually put on a pair of pants and buttoned up three buttons of his white shirt. The moment he walked out of the room, he lowered his head and lit a cigarette.

"Has Luo Yuming arrived?" He Yanlang raised his eyes lazily. He was in a good mood, looking satisfied after a feast.

How could he not be satisfied? There were a few scratches on his sturdy and lean chest, and on his casually rolled-up sleeves, too. They were still fresh and had tiny beads of blood on them.

Animals!

The more serious he was, the less Lin Shen dared to tease him. He just said respectfully, "Here we are. I told him to wait downstairs."

"Call him up." He Yanlang said casually, then turned and walked towards the bathroom.

Coming out of the bathroom, Lin Shen said that Luo Yuming was already waiting for him in the conference room.

He Yanlang only raised his eyelids and walked towards the bedroom while wiping his hair. Lin Qinghuan was still sleeping soundly on the big white and soft bed.

He Yanlang leaned in and gave her a light kiss. As expected, she was sleeping soundly without even frowning, and then he walked out again. He turned to the cloakroom again, took out a white shirt and black trousers from the closet, put them on lazily, and casually put the towel on his shoulders.

Lin Shen looked at He Yanlang, he was so fucking wild and handsome, his face was so good looking that even men would be jealous.

He followed He Yanlang into the meeting room.

Seeing He Yanlang coming, Luo Yuming stood up immediately. The man had just taken a shower, his hair was still wet, and there were marks on his exposed chest. It was too obvious what he had just done.

Luo Yuming was so smart, with a smile on his face, "Yan Lang, I thought I wouldn't see you again today?"

"Sit down!" He Yanlang walked around him and sat directly on the main seat. He folded his long legs and slumped down on the chair. He said straight to the point, "I accept all your conditions. I don't care about the final result. One condition is to send your son abroad and keep him out of my sight."

Luo Yuming wanted to commercialize his research results and was looking for investment everywhere. New energy is indeed a hot project in the market, but Luo Yuming is a scholar, not a businessman. He does not understand the market and lacks judgment on the uncertainties that may be encountered.

Therefore, I have repeatedly run into obstacles in finding investors.

Investing tens of millions is a small matter for He Yanlang, but his money did not come from the wind, so it is impossible for him to invest it in vain.

Luo Yuming was stunned. Strictly speaking, this was not a condition. He had long wanted to send Luo Zhouran abroad.

He brought Luo Zhouran home today and questioned him why he had a conflict with He Yanlang. However, the boy did not say anything and locked himself in the room.

He guessed that it was probably related to that girl.

But does He Yanlang look like the kind of person who would go to great lengths to get his son away for a woman? People from such top wealthy families don't need love at all.

"Sure." Luo Yuming suppressed his inner ecstasy. Finally, someone was willing to help him, invest in him, put his research results into practice, create his own real value, and benefit society.

He Yanlang stood up and continued lazily, "Send the plan over. I'll arrange for someone to transfer 50% of the money first, and the rest will be transferred after the first batch of experimental results come out."

Seeing He Yanlang standing up, Luo Yuming also quickly stood up. He didn't expect that the cooperation discussion would go so smoothly. It only took about ten minutes in total.

"Yan Lang, I will never let you down!" Luo Yuming was as excited as a child at this moment, with tears in his eyes. It was really great to have someone understand him, be willing to spend money to invest in him and support him.

He Yanlang turned around and looked at the elegant old man, who was actually a little funny. Perhaps he was in a really good mood, so he replied, "Come on, professor!"

Only Lin Shen knew that the phrase "Come on, professor" was just something he said casually.

The listeners are interested and their spirits are greatly encouraged.

"Take the professor downstairs to eat." He Yanlang said lazily, "Send two servings to the room as well."

The living room has been cleaned, the sofa is clean again, and everything looks like new.

He Yanlang went into the bathroom to dry his hair before walking towards the room. The moment he opened the door, his face became gloomy again.

The bed was empty. The woman who was supposed to be on the bed was nowhere to be seen. The white sheets were half hanging, and the warm yellow bedside lamp was on alone.

He called Lin Shen and said, "Bring Lin Qinghuan back to me."