After Being Betrayed I Married the Glamorous CEO-Chapter 176, Auntie, you don’t need to be so anxious!
In the past, he, Han Long, wouldn’t have even deigned to spare a glance at an ant. Now, that very ant had bitten him, the elephant. Interesting, truly interesting. This kid... what was his name, Shen Fanyun?
Han Long finally recalled Shen Fanyun’s full name and sighed softly. Back then, I really should have cut the weeds and pulled out the roots! Truly, a woman’s compassion is a liability.
"Young Master, he’s badly injured! We must get him to a doctor immediately," Zhang Hu reminded Han Long, his voice trembling.
Han Long snorted heavily. These useless gluttons allowed Shen Fanyun to get close so easily, resulting in Han Feng’s serious injuries. If something truly went wrong, wouldn’t I, Han Long, be left without an heir?
Han Long raised an eyebrow. A Martial Arts expert? This kid is quite skilled. But it doesn’t matter. Money makes the world go round. In the face of absolute wealth, even the strongest martial artist is fated to serve the rich and powerful. Since you’re seeking death, I’ll grant your wish!
"Send out a notice in my name. Gather all the Martial Arts experts in the city at the Han residence."
As one of the wealthiest men in Hangcheng City, Han Long was not as simple as he appeared.
"Bro, you’re amazing! You seriously injured Han Feng right in front of Han Long, haha," Shen Bufan said, elated but also stunned by Shen Fanyun’s skill. "That little punk is way too arrogant. He finally got what he deserved."
As he drove, he couldn’t help but mimic Shen Fanyun’s earlier movements. "Bro, am I doing it right?"
"Bro, check me out! Do I have talent for Martial Arts? I think with my high cheekbones and lean cheeks, I must be exceptionally gifted."
"Bro, come on, teach me."
Shen Fanyun was speechless.
"You’re a bit talkative today, aren’t you?" Shen Fanyun chuckled.
Shen Bufan scratched his head sheepishly. "Hehe."
Partway through the drive, Shen Fanyun gave Shen Bufan a few instructions before getting out of the car. "Tell Mom I have some things to take care of. I’ll be back in a few days."
"Alright, stay safe," Shen Bufan nodded.
Is Lin Meiqing feeling unwell? Because she was afraid of delaying Shen Fanyun’s business, she had endured it for two days, but her condition hadn’t improved. When Shen Fanyun heard the news, he made a detour to Lin Meiqing’s residence.
Opening the door, he was hit by the strong scent of Chinese medicine.
Shen Fanyun frowned. Lin Meiqing was lying on the sofa with her hands folded under her head. Her face was ashen, and even her alluringly long legs had lost their usual fairness.
"What’s wrong?" Shen Fanyun asked with concern.
Lin Meiqing coughed twice, her spirits low. "I don’t know. I just feel dizzy and keep dry-heaving."
"Dry-heaving?" Shen Fanyun reached for her pulse.
He had a basic knowledge of medicine and was particularly skilled in physiognomy. However, he wasn’t a professional doctor. There were some illnesses he could easily diagnose but couldn’t cure, as they required modern equipment for treatment.
"Your pulse is a little strange," Shen Fanyun suggested. "I’ll take you to the hospital."
"I don’t really want to go," Lin Meiqing shook her head, her lips now devoid of color.
"You hardly ever come over. Stay and talk with me." Lin Meiqing grasped Shen Fanyun’s right hand tightly and tucked it into her soft bosom.
Shen Fanyun was at a loss for words.
Is she delirious from the fever?
Touching Lin Meiqing’s forehead, he confirmed that she did indeed have a low-grade fever.
"Hold me," Lin Meiqing said, lazily shifting her body. She wrapped her arms around Shen Fanyun’s neck and then bit his lips fiercely.
Her pale lips finally regained some moisture. Seemingly reluctant to let go, Lin Meiqing propped up her weak body and began to lick his lips, softly and tenderly. The intoxicating fragrance made Shen Fanyun’s blood boil.
"Auntie..."
"What is it?"
Shen Fanyun snapped back to his senses in an instant. What a beast I am. Auntie is this sick, and I’m still thinking about the pleasures of the flesh. Even if she’s the one initiating, I have to consider whether her body can handle it!
Shen Fanyun pushed her away. "Hurry, we have to go to the hospital. Your health is more important."
"No, let’s do it first, then go."
"We’ll do it after we get back from the hospital."
"How about we do it first? We can be quick. Come on, climb on top."
Shen Fanyun was utterly bewildered. What kind of nonsense was this? He gave Lin Meiqing a light flick on the forehead, which finally made her relent. "Okay, okay."
"I have to take care of myself. Otherwise, when my dear Fanyun comes over, I might have the desire to please you but lack the strength. Yes, yes, I’ll listen to you," Lin Meiqing finally agreed.
Since she was in loungewear, she naturally had to change before going out. Shen Fanyun went to the bedroom to get the clothes she’d picked out. When he returned, she was sitting on the sofa. She raised her arms high and said in a languid tone, "You undress me."
"Alright, alright." Shen Fanyun nodded, taking hold of the sides of Lin Meiqing’s red t-shirt as she conveniently lifted her head. As he gently pulled it upwards, two colossal, snow-white peaks, like mountain lotuses, eagerly sprang free from under the hem. They swayed back and forth, exuding a milky fragrance.
Shen Fanyun swallowed hard. This... 𝐟𝐫𝕖𝗲𝘄𝚎𝗯𝕟𝐨𝕧𝐞𝚕.𝕔𝕠𝐦
"Want a taste?" Lin Meiqing didn’t rush to get dressed. Instead, she approached Shen Fanyun completely bare, rubbing her nose against his cheek. The colossal mounds swayed left and right, a breathtaking sight!
Shen Fanyun’s eyes were transfixed.
"I asked if you want a taste." Seeing him petrified and silent, Lin Meiqing asked again, blowing a hot breath into his ear.
"First, get dressed so you don’t catch a cold," Shen Fanyun reminded her with a serious expression.
Lin Meiqing let out a disappointed "oh" and raised her arms again, signaling for him. "You do it."
"Maybe... we could go to the hospital later. It’s not out of the question," Shen Fanyun said, finding it impossible to maintain his composure. "Can you... can you manage?" He felt his blood boiling, a fire coursing through his entire body. To make matters worse, Lin Meiqing’s deliberate whimpers, her soft, breathy voice, were nearly luring his very soul from his body.
"Giggle... Shameless boy, pretending to be so proper." Lin Meiqing rolled her eyes and lay back on the sofa, winking at him. "Be gentle. I’m really not feeling well. But it’s a minor issue. I know my own body."
The next second, Lin Meiqing flipped over and straddled him, pushing him down onto the sofa. She roughly tore open his white shirt, her right hand slowly wandering across his chest.
Who is the more impatient one here? Truly, women in their thirties and forties are not to be trifled with!
Shen Fanyun simply put his hands behind his head and let Lin Meiqing have her way. Before long, a soft, tingling sensation spread through his entire being.
Lin Meiqing smiled faintly, spreading her fingers. She began to deliberately rake her nails across his skin, purposely brushing against certain parts of him for stimulation. "Does it feel good?"
"Mmm."
