Translator: Atlas Studios Editor: Atlas Studios
“How meaningless it is to just deal with it.”
Mu Yazhe mulled on it for a while before his lips arched into a sly smile. “Good boy, do you have any tactics in mind?”
The boy thought hard for some time, then his eyes shone sinisterly as he laughed darkly, which inexplicably sent a shiver down his older twin’s spine.
“Daddy, do you know that there’s a saying: ‘Swallow a thousand needles if one lies’?”
The night was getting gloomily dark.
From a large bedroom inside a villa came the heavy pants and deep moans of a man and a woman. The battle lasted for some time before dying down.
Another half an hour passed, then the bedroom door was flung open.
A well-dressed woman walked out; though she was dressed in a reserved manner, her messy hair revealed just how fiery the earlier session had been.
Gao Nan came out of the bathroom, leaned against the door, and sized up the woman’s back as she tidied her hair in front of the dressing mirror. Cocking a brow, he asked, “Are you going to leave now?”
“Yes, it’s getting late.”
“I’ll give you a lift.”
“No worries; I’m driving.” The woman gave him a smile while twirling the key in her hand with her finger. It was the key to an Audi R8, which the man had given to her as a birthday gift.
He smiled in return and then tried to retain her again. “At least, have a drink with me before you go.”
The woman saw through him instantly and hummed. “Are you hoping that I won’t be able to drive after a few drinks so that I have to stay for the night?”
“Why? Don’t you want that?” He threw back a question smilingly.
“Not today, ” replied the woman with a serious look.
The man’s face sank speedily, his frosty demeanor revealing his grave displeasure.
The woman immediately went up to him and lazily hooked her arms around his shoulders as she gently pouted. “I really can’t stay tonight. I have a card game with some girlfriends; I can’t miss the date. How about tomorrow? Is tomorrow night okay?”
“There won’t be an opportunity tomorrow! Another woman will replace you.”
The cold retort sounded like a veiled threat.
Slightly taken aback, the woman embraced the man and planted numerous kisses on him. “Honey, don’t do this… It’s not that I’m unwilling to stay; I’m just afraid that if I stay longer, the paparazzi will follow my trail to this place again like last time. I’m sure that you’ll be troubled if gossip about us resurfaces.”
The man’s silence signaled his acquiescence to her words.
She finally left reluctantly after a long kiss with him.
The rich boy had lost interest by then. He slowly walked to the bar and casually took out a bottle of aged wine. He was about to open it when the doorbell rang.
He raised his brow quizzically. Thinking that the woman had straightened her thoughts and decided to return to him, he walked lazily to the door and opened it. However, he could see no one at the door.
He was about to close the door again when a small, tender hand blocked it.
He looked down with a start to see a well-dressed boy standing before him. The lad was full of smiles as he stood at the doorway, looking courteous and gentlemanly.
“Uncle, how are you? I’m sorry to disturb you at this hour.”
Gao Nan wrinkled his brows and replied coldly, “Who are you?”
No sooner had he said that when the door was pushed open by Youyou. Through the larger gap at the doorway, the man could see another boy, just slightly taller, standing next to the one whom he was talking to moments prior. Although the two had similar features, which made them seem like replicas, the aura emanating from them was distinctly different.