There's no shortage of men who work as prostitutes; ruining one is a waste.
Qian Yuling thoroughly enjoyed using money to coax men into suffering sins they shouldn't have to endure, allowing them to receive seemingly extra compensation amidst the pain. However, compared to the damage done to themselves, the money was far from enough to compensate.
Seeing the man was already exhausted, Qian Yuling scoffed, "If you can't do it, then forget it. Let's go."
Tang Yuanxiu, knowing his sister-in-law had something to discuss, dropped the steel wool and said, "I'm tired of it, too. Let's keep track of it."
There were still many wealthy women in the room, all of them elderly and frail. Though they were of the same age, the difference was obvious when they were in the same room.
As they walked, the two chatted about core technology. The Tang family was currently investing heavily in high-end technology research and development, utilizing mechanized production to improve efficiency. With a little hidden capital, they could also secure more resources.
"Is Zhao An the illegitimate child of that family?" Tang Yuanxiu puffed on a cigarette, her beautiful eyes flickering with an incomprehensible glint. She appeared wanton, like a slut, seemingly having affairs with everyone, but in reality, she was toying with and applauding men. Only vulgar women pursue carnal desires; a higher level of pursuit should be psychological enjoyment.
"I don't know. If he weren't from the family, he couldn't have achieved this. He definitely has a secret!" Qian Yuling drove intently. She rarely drove, but after retiring from her job, she began to seek excitement. She still wore ten-centimeter heels. Driving and driving in high heels—reckless!
"Why are you bringing him up all of a sudden? Don't tell me you're interested in him." Tang Yuanxiu stared out the window with a hint of boredom. She always had a playful expression on her face when it came to young men, never addressing them directly. In her eyes, all men were lustful and dirty.
"He has many secrets, and these secrets can help us make money. Only when we make enough money can we have a say. Haha, it's the same for men and women. Without money, you have no say." Qian Yuling had long seen through the atmosphere of this damned Tang family. Money was everything, and everything else was bullshit.
This statement made Tang Yuanxiu silent for a moment. It was true. Without money, she was nothing. She was only protected by her grandmother. Without her, she would be in dire straits. Besides, the old lady's care was always there for her. Even without her support, she would only lose her voice. That wouldn't be a big deal. She would still be the same noble lady, but she wouldn't be able to spend money freely or play with men as she pleased. Her life would be a little tighter, that's all.
"Isn't he quite lustful? That's a good place to start," Qian Yuling reasoned. She needed to broaden her horizons. After all, besides the Tang family, the men from other families were eyeing her. She also knew the depth of her charm. If she so desired, many men would line up to marry her, some even willingly becoming her playthings.
However, Qian Yuling dismissed this. Men? They were just playthings, not worthy of trust or close friendship!
"What are you going to do? If you could handle it yourself, you wouldn't need to come to me." Tang Yuanxiu was straightforward. She and Qian Yuling had become good friends precisely because they shared common interests. Putting aside any tangled family connections, friendships could only be based on shared interests; otherwise, there would be no point in getting along.
"Xiaoyin is a good choice. Doesn't she dislike marrying to South Korea?" Qian Yuling immediately thought of a good candidate.
"You're really calculating. I thought you'd do it yourself." Tang Yuanxiu blinked. She was mistaken. How could a strong woman like Qian Yuling go out and seduce a man herself?
"Hmph, he's not worth my while. If you want, go ahead and try. I'm warning you. He's not to be trifled with. Either stay away from him or submit obediently." Qian Yuling spoke, a smile tugging at the corner of her mouth, as if excited by the appearance of a rival.
When the two returned to the villa, they saw a car parked in the garage. A tall woman stood outside, motionless. This was Zhao An's bodyguard. Even a pervert would hire a woman for a bodyguard, and she looked quite attractive, not the kind of woman they say was all good-looking but useless. This woman must have been a soldier.
Seeing the bodyguard here, it must be Zhao An.
Tang Yuanxiu's expression was a little strange. She'd noticed it last time, when her sister was being seduce by a man. She'd been puzzled before, but it turned out to be Zhao An! The thought of her sister being so old and so young sparked a wave of curiosity in her heart.
As expected, the two men arrived in the living room and saw no one else, though a high-heeled shoe was scattered on the floor.
At this moment, Zhao An was thrusting into Tang Wenxiu's voluptuous body, choosing not to use a condom but getting straight to the point. He watched the beautiful mature woman beneath him, her eyes tightly closed, her brows slightly furrowed, her mouth slightly parted in a look of pure enjoyment. Seeing this, he felt a surge of lust. He lowered his head and kissed Tang Wenxiu's lips, continuing to thrust his lower body vigorously.
"Is it comfortable?" Zhao An asked, panting. It was obvious he wasn't feeling it either. If he hadn't been controlling himself, his lower body would have quickly been drained of its semen by the wriggling, warm, tight mature woman's vagina!
Tang Wenxiu groaned, "Don't ask! Hurry up! They'll be back soon."
"If you don't tell me, I'll have no motivation, Wenxiu, you're so beautiful!" Zhao An suddenly caressed the woman's cheek passionately, tracing the barely perceptible crow's feet at the corners of her eyes, a symbol of mature womanly allure. Tang Wenxiu shyly tilted her head away. "Ah, Zhao An, don't be like this... If you want... I can give it to you... Ah... I... Ah... Wait until you've earned the Tang family's respect... Then you can... talk about this kind of thing... Okay?"
"Hehe... Then you'll take the initiative to be my woman, right?" Zhao An chuckled lewdly and began to move, seeming a little excited.
"Hmm... Ah... Yes..." Tang Wenxiu covered her face. Was this considered an exchange?