Zhao An didn't really care about Gong Xin's defection; his presence or absence wouldn't affect his plans. His plans didn't require Gong Xin's support.
"Young Master An, I've prepared a small gift for you. May I let her in?" Gong Xin asked humbly, head bowed.
"No need. Keep her for now. Remember, I can tell if she's genuine or not; she can't fool me." Zhao An said and left. She was just a girl group member he was grooming; nothing to be curious about.
"Then I'll keep her for Young Master An. Let me know whenever you're interested." Gong Xin was indeed very eloquent, or rather, a very skilled flatterer, knowing how to fawn.
Zhao An hadn't reached sainthood yet; he still cared about worldly desires. Coupled with the pleasure of being flattered, it naturally gave him a satisfying feeling. "Hmm, go back and talk to Huang Meng. Heh, as for cooperation, we'll talk about it after he pays the price. I'll drive those British guys out even without his help. Tch, trashy drugs trying to compete with me?"
"Understood, Young Master An, take care." Gong Xin stood up and escorted him to the door, his posture very humble.
A young girl with a pure face had been waiting for a long time in the next room, feeling a mix of trepidation, anticipation, and fear. After all, she had heard that losing one's virginity was very painful, but Zhao An's man had already captivated her. A popular internet celebrity, a genius, and an extremely wealthy businessman. He had all sorts of titles and labels attached to him; such a man had a fatal attraction for women.
Soon, Gong Xin pushed open the door and came in. "Young Master An doesn't have time; I've already recommended you. You just need to wait. Make sure you train hard and stay in top shape. Also, don't get involved with men; Young Master An is all-knowing and knows everything."
"I understand, Uncle. Thank you, Uncle." The pure-faced girl stood up and bowed to Gong Xin. She was Gong Xin's niece. If others knew this scene, it would definitely shatter their worldview, because someone actually pushed their niece into a pit of fire?
However, this was nothing compared to what was to come. Tang Wu, a man who could betray even his own mother, what wouldn't he betray? He could even betray his birth mother; that kind of person was scum.
After leaving the hotel, Zhao An immediately returned home, already somewhat looking forward to it.
At the villa, his grandmother, after having a few drinks and taking a shower, felt sleepy and went to bed. Back in the countryside, she always went to bed early and woke up early, maintaining excellent health. Early to bed and early to rise, with minimal contact with electronic devices, she took good care of herself.
When Zhao An returned to the villa, his mother and others were listening to prenatal music, placing great importance on prenatal education for infants. Because they were all women who had been intimate with Zhao An, and deeply loved their young husband, they were extremely concerned about the babies in their wombs. This wasn't just a child; it was the crystallization of their love with Zhao An, and it needed to be carefully nurtured.
"Mom, listening to music again," Zhao An said, leaning closer and occasionally pressing his ear to his mother's belly to listen and feel her baby's movements. Aunt Xia and the other pregnant women did the same, going over to show affection. Looking at these beautiful, mature women in their forties, at the most charming age for a woman, their children were grown up, and they could have eased some of their burdens and enjoyed life. Instead, they had gotten pregnant and were experiencing motherhood again.
The oldest was Wang Huifang, the wife of Teacher Peng from the school. Because Teacher Peng had offended Zhao An, he had taken her. Wang Huifang had a loud laugh; she was a simple, honest rural woman. After being pleasured by Zhao An, she became very open, adapting to various positions and situations.
Regarding his age, Zhao An wasn't particularly resistant. Seeing Wang Huifang, he suddenly became interested. He wondered what it was like to be with the legendary ageless beauty, Zhao Yazhi. Wasn't that old slut worth a try? Playing with her was possible, and it wouldn't be difficult; with money, she was just a prostitute with a price tag.
Thinking this, Zhao An felt incredibly excited. With money, he should try more, play with more women. Under safe conditions, he wanted to collect things he hadn't dared to dream of before.
Having decided on his next target, Zhao An became even more excited. Before, those celebrities were unattainable; now, with his status, these so-called celebrities were nothing more than prostitutes and whores.
"Is Grandma asleep?" Zhao An's smile began to turn lewd, as if he were plotting something.
The mother playfully grabbed her son's crotch, finding his thick, hard penis. "You naughty thing, why is it so hard? What are you thinking about?"
"I'm planning to take good care of Grandma," Zhao An's smile grew increasingly lewd. The soft touch of his mother's small hand on his penis felt incredibly good; it was so pleasurable! This was how it should be done, to have some real fun!
"Your grandma is getting old, be careful," the mother said, releasing Zhao An's penis. She didn't say anything more. She wouldn't encourage him, but she wouldn't object either.
Having received her approval, Zhao An chuckled and slowly walked to his grandma's room. Like a thief, he slowly opened the door and slipped inside.
Only after the door closed did the aunt murmur, "Now Mom's fallen for him too."
"That's a good thing," the older aunt said without any objection. "Women should be nourished by semen; it keeps them young." She had been taken by Zhao An, and since her family was poor and relied entirely on Zhao An's support, using her body to repay the debt was only natural.
Besides, being penetrated by Zhao An's large penis was indeed a very blissful and pleasurable experience. No woman could refuse, nor could she resist.
The room was completely dark. This darkness was no problem for Zhao An; he could see everything clearly in the dark. He could see a voluptuous woman lying on the bed, her lower abdomen covered by a thin sheet. Her full belly rose and fell with her breath, exuding a captivating sensuality.