The meal was delicious, both Tang Wenxiu and Qian Yuling were impressed by Zhao An after tasting it. Generally speaking, few men could cook so well. Very few, indeed.
"When did you learn to cook?" Tang Wenxiu asked without hesitation. She was interested in Zhao An, but not in love. Not hating him was good enough, but liking him?
The system had little effect on these wealthy ladies with strong mental abilities. At best, it prevented them from resenting Zhao An. While it wasn't a quick success, it was already a step ahead, a significant advantage over the starting line!
"Children of poor families grow up early. If they can't even eat—no, should I say, cook? If they can't cook, they starve to death. It's a choice, and with practice, you'll become adept at it." Zhao An didn't boast, simply calmly recounting a trivial matter. This ordinary statement caught the two women's attention. At the very least, there must be a profound story behind it.
"Your name is Zhao An, right?" Qian Yuling suddenly spoke. This was her first time facing Zhao An, a formidable opponent.
"You can get straight to the point. There's no need to repeat boring questions like a country bumpkin. I don't like nonsense. Some people, knowing it's evening, still ask others if they've eaten. It's pointless." After Zhao An finished his meal, he went to the coffee table and focused on making tea. His technique was expert, more than that of a professional entertainer.
Qian Yuling's lips curled with a condescending smile. "Do you have any new technologies? We can collaborate. Your relationship with Tang Wu doesn't reflect your stance on the Tang family. He's his own, and the Tang family is theirs."
"Wait until I've dealt with him. I'm not interested in money, I'm interested in spending it. I'm just confused. I spent three billion and burned through it. How can you tell I'm making money? I'm just bored." Zhao An didn't admit it. He didn't trust Qian Yuling.
Fair skin, beautiful features, and a refined temperament—to describe Qian Yuling is a bit superficial. She's more like a femme fatale, but she hides it well. If she were a naive, innocent woman, she'd only become a cumbag, not a powerful woman. It's best to be cautious when working with such a woman.
"I can tell she'll definitely make money in the future, but it's hard to say how long. And once this kind of behavioral change occurs, it's difficult to reverse." Qian Yuling is no Tang Wu. Her piercing eyes see through everything.
"Haha, I'm curious. With the brothers Tang Bing and Tang Wu fighting to the death, how would you, as their mother, choose?" Zhao An didn't answer, but instead asked a strange question.
"Survival of the fittest. Who wins doesn't matter to me." Qian Yuling ate quickly, not cautiously, prioritizing filling her own stomach.
Qian Yuling sat down across from Zhao An, took out a cigarette, and lit it. The slender women's cigarette had a hint of mint. "You're a smart person, and I don't want to waste time on this. Business is business, and I don't want to discuss anything else. As long as we're still in this partnership, business will continue regardless of any grudges. I have no conflicts with you. You can go to war with anyone in the Tang family, I won't object, and it won't affect my business with you."
"I'm interested in spending money. The future holds electric cars, drones for aerial photography, and so on. The future is an information age, an internet age, where everything can be tracked. If you want to make money, I suggest you make mobile phones, smartphones." Zhao An had little experience in the physical world.
"The current mobile phone market is dominated by Samsung and other brands, but a certain Apple phone still has very high sales." Qian Yuling's thighs shifted, and Zhao An noticed her purple lace panties.
As if sensing Zhao An's gaze, Qian Yuling frowned slightly. "Watch your eyes."
"Beautiful things are meant to be appreciated, aren't they? You want to start a mobile phone business? I can only give you four words: hunger marketing." Zhao An stood up and checked his watch. "That's it for now. I need to go deal with your son's despicable tactics."
"I'll walk you for a bit. Yuling, sit down for a bit." Tang Wenxiu was also a little surprised. She could sense Zhao An's domineering aura, a certain superiority towards everyone, a feeling of looking down on everyone.
When they arrived at the garage, Zhao An opened the car door, shoved Tang Wenxiu into the back seat, and stripped off the beautiful woman's home clothes. Before Tang Wenxiu could react, his waist dropped, and puff! His cock pushed through the layers of her still slightly moist vagina.
"Mmm!" Tang Wenxiu's eyebrows furrowed slightly, her lips parted in a look that's so characteristic of a woman being penetrated. "You're crazy! Pull it out!"
"Quick, give me a few minutes!" Zhao An said, grabbing the beautiful mature woman's hips with one hand and her neck with the other. He thrust his lower body into her with a frantic throbbing, sending her delicate body trembling. Her large breasts swayed back and forth within her bra. His mouth covered her moaning mouth, kissing and making love as they went on.
The silent garage was soon filled with the heart-pounding sounds of flesh colliding and the woman's suppressed moans. The only spectators were the female bodyguard standing in the corner. Pence, watching, felt a surge of passion. Even a cold-blooded mercenary like her was aroused, demonstrating just how much Zhao An was enjoying her!
Tang Wenxiu felt the throbbing of orgasm again, a little annoyed at herself for being so unprepared, wanting to cum so quickly. "No, Yuling... she's still waiting..."
"She must have guessed we were having an affair. Wenxiu, let me love you properly. Call me husband, and let me cum faster!" Zhao An panted heavily as he ravished the beautiful mature woman with the traditional man-on-top position. Every time he pushed open the tender flesh of her vagina, the tingling sensation from the friction only drove him even further into ecstasy.
"Mmm... ah... husband... please hurry up... I can't take it anymore... ah..." Tang Wenxiu finally gave in, letting the man cum quickly first, without giving it a second thought.
"Then I'm going to cum inside!" Zhao An continued to increase his speed. If he hadn't stopped her, Tang Wenxiu would have been thrust from head to toe!
"Yeah, cum," Tang Wenxiu reluctantly complied. After all, she'd already cum once. At worst, she could just buy some birth control pills later.