As a mistress, they had to get into their best condition whenever they saw their sugar daddy.
Liancheng Yazhi pressed her against the wash counter. Seeing her swollen red lips because of Su Yu's kisses, he only thought that it looked offending. "What did you say to her?"
Rong Yan leaned backwards as her left leg curled around Liancheng Yazhi's right leg. The way they were engaged with each other looked seductive, and yet Rong Yan's eyes looked defiant. "Erm… I can't explain this easily."
"Don't forget that I'm still your sugar daddy right now." He had gritted his teeth hard as he said 'sugar daddy.' It was as if he wanted to shatter those words into pieces, and it was obvious that he had seen the words for his caller ID on Rong Yan's phone.
Acting like she didn't know, Rong Yan reached out her soft like dodder flowers arms and wrapped them around his neck. She lifted her chin, exposing her slender and soft neck that looked like it could be snapped with just a soft pull. This physical submission had always been useful against Liancheng Yazhi.
She coyly said, "Actually, it's nothing much. It's just the fiancée observing the mistress' working condition and attitude and also giving something in convenience…"
Liancheng Yazhi opened Rong Yan's bag with a hand. The black velvet box in it was extremely eye-catching, making a hint of anger swell within his chest.
His other hand tightened his hold on Rong Yan's waist. "Do you lack money that much?"
Rong Yan furrowed her eyebrows. "Yes. I've said this since the first day I followed you. I only want money and don't dare to talk about feelings."
"Will you do anything with no bottom line just as long as a man can give you the money you want?"
"You can't say it like that too. But… that person has to be tall, handsome, and rich like Mr. Liancheng. I'm not someone who accepts just about anyone."
Rong Yan slightly looked down as she pondered for a moment. "Hm. An example is Mr. Su from today. He's pretty good…"
Liancheng Yazhi grabbed Rong Yan's chin. "Are you that excited to seduce Su Yu, hm?"
Rong Yan sucked in a breath of pain. "Aiya, be softer. You're hurting me. Am I not doing things according to your instructions? Why are you unhappy? This mistress job is really hard. Aiyo, it hurts. Don't pinch me so hard. Why are you so angry? Me. Liancheng, could you be jealous?"
Liancheng Yazhi smirked coldly. "Jealous? You're really good at pressing gold against yourself."
Rong Yan kicked her high heels away, exposing her fair and petite feet, and boldly shook them around.
She chuckled. "Of course, I like money so much. Naturally, I will press gold against my face and won't press myself against others."
Liancheng Yazhi chuckled at her words. He looked down and saw the white lace exposed on her chest because a button was pushed to its maximum from her pushing her chest up. He glanced at it briefly, as if it didn't affect him at all. However, in the next second, he questioned her with a hoarse voice, "You're wearing a shirt one size too small and such a tight skirt. Your methods are getting better recently, aren't they?"
Rong Yan rolled her eyes. How was her shirt one size smaller? How was her skirt too tight? Didn't all office workers wear the same? Didn't he see those every day?
Were every female office worker wearing the same seducing him? He was really narcissistic.
However, she definitely couldn't say such things in front of her sugar daddy. She tilted her head, looking naive. "Really? Then shouldn't you be happy that I'm becoming more skilled and refined in my profession under your guidance?"
Liancheng Yazhi laughed. "What do you think?"
Before he finished speaking, his large hand had already grabbed one of Rong Yan's legs.
Before he finished speaking, his large hand had already grabbed one of Rong Yan's legs.
Rong Yan jumped in fear and hurriedly pressed his hands down. "You'd crumple my clothes! We can't do it here. People will come in."
Liancheng Yazhi avoided her lips that others have kissed before, and instead, bit her petite and fair earlobe. He then ruthlessly said, "Since you dare provoke me, you should have thought of this consequence."
Rong Yan sucked in a chilly breath from the pain as a fire in her heart rose.
She had lost all of her face and dignity, to begin with. So what if someone else discovered them being lewd in the toilet? If Liancheng Yazhi didn't find it humiliating and embarrassing, then what should she be afraid of?
She sat on the cooling wash counter as her slender and fair legs wrapped around his waist like vines wrapping around a large tree trunk. The two of them intertwined like conjoined twins, loving and killing each other at the same time.
Rong Yan bit her lip as a cold scoff filled her mind. She felt very cold—extremely cold. However, when she looked down to stare at Liancheng Yazhi, she suddenly laughed out loud.
So what if he was Liancheng Yazhi? So what if he was the Master of Beijing? In front of her, he was still a man under her influence.
Because the place they were at wasn't right, the anger in Liancheng Yazhi's chest didn't dissipate completely when it didn't end in haste. It burned, even more, when he saw Rong Yan remain the same and continued to do whatever she wanted even though he kept teaching her. The way she looked, as if she didn't care about his words, made him not want to let go of her so easily.
However, Su Yu was still waiting for him so he must return.
Rong Yan's bright red lips moved before him like a mature cherry. Somehow, he actually leaned down and bit at her lips without precedent. "Wait for me at our usual place tonight."
Rong Yan froze for a moment. Liancheng Yazhi rarely kissed her when they were together. He was someone who was picky with women. She had kissed Su Yu earlier on and yet he still had the will to kiss her. This was real amazement.
"But… Alright! However… What about Young Master Su?"
The fire that had just dissipated within Liancheng Yazhi burned intensely once more. "That is your concern. You settle it yourself."
Rong Yan was angry now, too. "Me. Liancheng, you can't be like this. He is your guest. You asked me to wait for you at our usual place, yet you want me to settle Mr. Su at the same time. Who do you see me as? If you want me to be alone with Mr. Su, I can't promise that nothing will happen."
"What do you mean?" Liancheng Yazhi instantly grabbed Rong Yan's chin from behind.
"If he gives me more money, it doesn't make sense to let him go."
"Rong Yan, are you that cheap to only think about money?" Liancheng Yazhi pushed Rong Yan away as if he was disgusted with the object he had just touched.
Rong Yan picked at her ear. "Mr. Liancheng, I've told you this since the first day. I only want money, no matter what methods I use. Isn't our relationship a monetary transaction for sex? If I don't think about money, I won't meet you either."
Liancheng Yazhi's eyes were as fierce as a tiger or wolf. "Alright, Rong Yan, you're really capable."
He threw this sentence behind as he slammed the door shut and left.
Rong Yan sighed. Oh no, she had put in so much effort for the past three months and acted as an obedient and honest woman. However, she broke through the facade at the last moment. This was really a monumental failure.
Su Yu was not someone she could easily offend. Rong Yan thought about it for a moment, deciding to just throw this tough decision back to Liancheng Yazhi. She didn't believe that he wouldn't give any explanations if Su Yu asked for her.
However, since she dared to anger Liancheng Yazhi, it… was a little troublesome. She should still think of a way to salvage the situation.
In the end, Rong Yan took out her phone and sent Liancheng Yazhi a message. Its content being, "Dear Sugar Daddy, I'll wait for you tonight, meow…"
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