Quenching

The male student put on his clothes and asked Wanli Ruoyu with an innocent look on his face.

"Uncle, where do you feel unwell? My mother's friend is a famous doctor. I'll ask her to take a look at you."

"Your uncle doesn't have any major health problems, he's just calcium deficient."

"Auntie, how did you and Uncle meet?"

“When I was young, I really liked your uncle. I thought he was a reliable older man, handsome and cultured. Now that he’s older, I think he’s ugly and has too many problems. I don’t dare to do anything.”

"Uncle, if I may ask, how much of an age difference are you and Auntie?"

“We are nineteen years apart. When we first met, he always felt that he was not good enough for me. I finally managed to win him over, but now he looks down on me and wants to throw me away.”

"Please don't say that. I think the two of you have a very good relationship and there are no conflicts."

“He listens to everything I say, but I’m also worried that he might cheat on me. Every time I come back from a trip, I check very carefully. Of course, he hasn’t let me down.”

Dan Shuanglingze looked at Wanli Ruoyu with a proud expression. Wanli Ruoyu stood happily beside the two of them, and the servant had no choice but to take a step back.

The male student continued to massage Dan Shuanglingze's feet and casually asked...

"Auntie, if Uncle really cheated on me, would you forgive him?"

Dan Shuanglingze glared fiercely at Wanli Ruoyu, gritting her teeth.

"If he dares to cheat on me, I won't let him get away with it."

Wanli Ruoyu patted the male classmate's shoulder gently with a cheerful smile.

"Child, could you please help carry your aunt up to the bathroom on the third floor? We're about to rest."

Dan Shuanglingze nestled comfortably in her male classmate's arms and excitedly made the suggestion.

"I'll invite you next time I take photos; you can be my background prop."

The male student gazed at the graceful figure in his arms, her soft skin and warm fragrance, and chuckled softly.

"Auntie, I'm not good enough to be a backdrop. I have a few friends whose muscles will definitely dazzle you. If you want to have your photos taken, I'll bring them along."

"It's a word."

Dan Shuanglingze smiled and said goodbye to her male classmate before turning back to the washroom.

Four servants helped Shan Shuanglingze remove her jewelry, two servants helped her undress, and three other servants waited outside the large bathtub.

As Dan Shuanglingze lay in the bathtub, seven or eight servants performed their duties.

Wanli Ruoyu sat on the massage chair in the bathroom, craning her neck and asking with a smile.

How was your dancing tonight?

"I haven't had enough fun yet, but I walked too much during the day and my legs are a bit tired. Next month is Wu Haofeng's birthday, and we're having a big dance party at the villa next door. We'll invite a lot of people, and I want to dance a little longer."

"Qi Wanyun probably won't be able to participate, so Xing Songfeng will definitely try his best to meet more girls."

"We can't allow Xing Songfeng to act recklessly. What if something happens to the baby in Qi Wanyun's belly if she gets angry? What about Wanli Fuguang? With him at home watching over Xing Songfeng, Xing Songfeng won't dare to be disobedient."

"He was so worried about not being able to marry Huang Qiaqia that he had no time to care about Guan Xingsongfeng."

"What do you mean you can't get married? Did you two have a fight?"

"When Jin Xixing went to deliver the betrothal gifts, Huang Qiaqia's mother disagreed, and no one knew why."

“She doesn’t agree, but I don’t agree either. My son is so outstanding. In terms of looks, education, status, and position, how is he inferior to her daughter? If my son is willing to marry her daughter, she should hurry up and marry her daughter to him.”

"I guess she was afraid that our family was too domineering and that Huang Qiaqia would be mistreated after marrying into the family."

“What grievances have I suffered? I have a bellyful of grievances but nowhere to vent them. My son has been living with her daughter, not only learning to do laundry and cook, but also suffering hardships alongside her, even selling his down jacket. I haven’t even gone to reason with her yet. She doesn’t want to marry me, and I don’t want to marry her either.”

"It's all your unlucky son's fault for taking a fancy to that girl. What are we going to do? Sigh! Let's go to Huang Qiaqia's parents' house tomorrow and have a chat."

Dan Shuanglingze reluctantly reached out, and a servant took out body lotion and gently applied it to her porcelain-white hands. Wanli Ruoyu got up, pulled her up, and put her arm around Dan Shuanglingze's slender waist. Dan Shuanglingze slapped Wanli Ruoyu's hand sharply.

"Let's take a look at the gift list first."

"No rush, we..."

Wanli Ruoyu's lips suddenly felt a fierce force.

"My body lotion still needs to be absorbed, so I'll wait."

Wanli Ruoyu stared at the ceiling and let out a long sigh.

Xing Songfeng was also staring at the ceiling. Listening to Qi Wanyun's even breathing, Xing Songfeng gently removed his arm from Qi Wanyun's body, tiptoed to Wu Haofeng's bedroom, lifted Wu Haofeng's quilt, woke Wu Haofeng up, and threatened him in a low voice.

"If you don't solve my problem, I'll use you to solve it."

Wu Haofeng suddenly shuddered and kicked the person next to him away.

"Didn't you and Qi Wanyun discuss this?"

Xingsongfeng alertly put his index finger to his lips and muttered his dissatisfaction.

"Am I a one-time person? Let's go, and we'll be back before dawn."

"We'll talk about it tomorrow. I'm going to sleep now."

“Qi Wanyun sleeping next to me is more uncomfortable than me taking medicine.”

"Go away, go away, go away."

Wu Haofeng got out of bed, kicked Xing Songfeng, and grabbed his coat.

Xing Songfeng lay comfortably on the bed, gazing at the beautiful woman's waterfall-like curls. His dark eyes became increasingly mesmerized. He once again wrapped his arm around her slender waist and slowly moved closer. The beautiful woman pushed Xing Songfeng's lips away while turning around and reaching for her clothes.

"Why are you putting on clothes? Let's do it again, come here."

The beautiful woman tidied herself up, then suddenly turned around and her expression changed. Xing Songfeng's dissatisfied gaze suddenly turned serious, and he obediently raised his hands above his head, looking pitiful.

"What...what do you want?"

The beautiful woman's eyes widened, a fierce glint appearing in her gaze, and she sneered.

"Your life."

With a "bang," Xing Songfeng's face turned deathly pale, and a surge of heat rushed to his chest.

"hurry up."

Wu Haofeng, gun in hand, hissed at Xing Songfeng as he wiped the blood from his chest. Xing Songfeng quickly scrambled off the bed and hid behind Wu Haofeng. The next second, a group of beautiful women burst through the door. Wu Haofeng stared at the women opposite him and, without hesitation, fired all the bullets in his hand.

With a "thud," Wu Haofeng frowned angrily, threw the gun to Xing Songfeng, and kicked the knife in the beautiful woman's hand. The beautiful woman performed an over-the-shoulder throw, and Wu Haofeng fell to the ground. The next second, Xing Songfeng raised his hand.

"Bang, bang, bang..." Wu Haofeng breathed a sigh of relief, got up, and followed Xing Songfeng as they ran wildly outside.

Wanli Fuguang, who was frowning, frowned even more when he saw the two guys with their heads clasped together.

"My cousin doesn't blame me. Qi Wanyun keeps kicking me out of bed. I have no choice."

"Young Master, what is the Wei family up to? They're even going so far as to try to kill Xing Songfeng."

"Why don't you kill me? Who do you think you are?"

"Are you stupid? What's the point of killing a beast like you?"

"How am I useless, I..."

With his face flushed red, Xing Songfeng raised his hand, revealing himself completely naked in front of Wanli Fuguang. Wanli Fuguang glanced at Xing Songfeng with disdain and turned away. Wu Haofeng quickly turned around and went to Wanli Fuguang's bedroom to find clothes for Xing Songfeng.

As soon as Wu Haofeng left, Wanli Fuguang quietly asked Xingsongfeng.