The mature woman transformed into a little woman, her myriad charms were truly incomparable to a young girl.

And most importantly, it's Madam Gan's status.

Chen Mo embraced Madam Gan's voluptuous waist, sat down behind the desk, and softly said, "Madam, how long has it been since we last met?"

Madam Gan pondered for a moment, gestured with her fingers, and then softly said, "It's been two years and one month."

Back when Madam Gan left Wuguan, it was October of the Tenth Year of Xuanhe.

Now, it's November of the Second Year of Yong'an.

Chen Mo pushed the millstone, Madam Gan's figure grew even more voluptuous, the rich charm of a wife lingered, just a whiff was enough to stir the heart. Back then, the passionate entanglements at Wuguan, after so long, Chen Mo had almost forgotten the taste, now he could recall a bit.

The beautiful woman fluttered her curved lashes, suppressing her shyness, wrapped her lotus arms around Chen Mo's neck.

If it were before, she wouldn't have been so bold. But now, she could only seek Chen Mo's protection, acting naturally more proactive to gain his affection.

Immediately she leaned closer, then bent down and actively kissed Chen Mo.

A beauty offering a kiss, Chen Mo naturally would not refuse.

After a long time, Madam Gan's beautiful eyes were slightly moist, exuding strands of charm, looked up at Chen Mo with a bashful bloom, softly said, "In these more than two years apart, I haven't let him touch me, nor have I enticed other men..."

In fact, Madam Gan was being kind of self-congratulatory here.

It was Prince Huai who didn't touch her, not that she didn't let Prince Huai touch her.

Chen Mo: "..."

He knew what the other meant by saying this.

Just to say that in these more than two years, she had been "as pure as jade" for him.

Chen Mo wasn't particularly concerned about this, but as a man, hearing such words had him feeling somewhat proud.

Indeed, experienced people know how to capture a man's heart.

Chen Mo whispered in her ear, "Then Madam intends for me to reward you how?"

Madam Gan's breath quickened, her heart was also shocked for a moment, unconsciously recalling the time at Wuguan.

Madam Gan had quite a significant craving, after not seeing each other for more than two years, it was just like dry wood doused with kerosene, a spark could ignite her, her cheeks glowing like a sunset, she trembled as she spoke, "Could Duke An give me a child?"

Chen Mo paused, knowing what Madam Gan was thinking, pinching her delicate chin, "That depends on Madam's pregnancy fortune?"

As soon as the words fell, the millstone seemed to be stung by bees, if not for Chen Mo holding her waist, Madam Gan would have jumped up.

Madam Gan's amorous heart suddenly raced, a soft unconscious moan escaped her dainty nose.

Suddenly, Chen Mo's voice sounded, "Madam came to see me for something to discuss, right?"

Madam Gan gently nodded, knowing speaking now appeared somewhat calculating, but she didn't expect Chen Mo to have genuine feelings for her, saying now had the best effect, "What are you planning for Ze'er?"

"What does Madam intend?" Chen Mo slightly lifted Madam Gan's skirt.

"Ze'er may be his blood, but he has not truly been involved in his affairs, nor has he been an enemy to Duke An. I hope Duke An can forgive him, let him lead a normal life peacefully... marry and have children." That familiar sensation returned, stretching her neck a bit, then lowering her head again, lightly biting her lip.

"Is it really that simple?" Chen Mo's voice was slightly low.

"I dare not ask for too much, hoping Duke An can agree." Madam Gan truly dared not ask for much now, given her son's identity, not many could accept it.

Perhaps in the future having Chen Mo's son, she could dare to covet more.

"Alright, I promise you." Chen Mo's words abruptly turned urgent, then said, "As long as I live, I will ensure his future is filled with wealth and prosperity, but..."

Madam Gan's sweetness just surged in her heart, hearing the 'but', her amorous heart tensed again, "But what?"

"Scattering Technique, cutting off the road to the Martial Dao." Chen Mo admitted he was a bit impulsive at the moment, but he kept his rationality for certain things.

"Must... it be this way?" Madam Gan's voice carried a sob, gently holding Chen Mo's shoulder.

"Didn't Madam say to let him be an ordinary person? How can he be ordinary if he's a martial artist?" Chen Mo asked in return.

"Is this truly the case?"

"Once spoken, a four-horse chase cannot... pursue..." Chen Mo saw Madam Gan standing up, about to put her on the desk.

Suddenly from outside came a familiar voice saying, "Is Duke An inside?"

"Hmm..."

"Just right, I have something to discuss with him."

"Madam, you cannot enter, the Marquis is dealing with important matters."

"..."

Upon hearing this conversation, Madam Gan's expression changed.

Even Chen Mo felt a bit guilty because the incoming person was Xia Zhining. He didn't know why he felt guilty, quickly hiding Madam Gan under the table, said, "Hide, and don't make a sound."

Madam Gan tearfully nodded obediently, actually, she would've hidden even without Chen Mo's instructions. It was broad daylight, and in a study, it just didn't seem proper.

She crouched down under the table, the space there was small, and her height made it quite challenging to hide in it.

While she was arranging her clothes, suddenly it turned dark.

It turns out Chen Mo lifted his robe, hiding her head inside, smiling behind the table, said, "Zhining, why are you here?"

As a Second-Grade Martial Artist, he could easily keep his emotions hidden, expressions naturallly composed.

Although Xia Zhining felt Sun Meng seemed odd just now, she wouldn't have thought a woman was hiding under the desk, softly said, "My sister sent a family letter, and Inspector brought it, I just finished reading it, and brought it for you."