"Your house is still under renovation, why don't you stay at my place for a couple of days?"
Zhao Tianhao opened the car door, put his suitcase in the back, and got in.
An Di, seeing Zhao Tianhao's complete lack of gentlemanly manners, didn't say anything; after all, he was the boss. She had no choice but to open the car door and get in herself.
"Nice car," An Di said, fastening her seatbelt.
"If you like it, that's good." Zhao Tianhao started the car and drove towards the restaurant they had booked.
Before picking up An Di, Zhao Tianhao had already dropped Peng Jiahe off.
If the car hadn't only had two seats, she would have come along.
"What do you mean?" An Di didn't understand what "if you like it, that's good" meant.
"Didn't you need a means of transportation? This is it. I brought it here today to show you."
"This car is too good, I can't take it. If it breaks, I can't afford to pay for it," An Di refused.
"From the moment you returned to China, you've been mine. Obeying your boss's orders is one of the essential lessons in the workplace," Zhao Tianhao said calmly.
"Alright then, I'll treat you well," An Di replied, seeing Zhao Tianhao's unyielding expression.
Upon arriving at the restaurant, the driver waiting downstairs took the car back to the villa.
Since Zhao Tianhao would be drinking later, he hadn't driven, opting for the driver.
Leaded by a waiter, they entered a private room at a Shanghai-style private restaurant.
He figured An Di was used to Western food in America, so he wanted to introduce her to some Chinese cuisine.
"Honey!" Peng Jiahe immediately tensed up upon seeing Zhao Tianhao enter with a mature and beautiful woman, quickly standing up to assert her ownership.
Although she had anticipated Zhao Tianhao picking up a woman, seeing it in person still made her uncomfortable.
Especially considering that Zhao Tianhao was about to leave her.
She dared not think any further and immediately glared hostilely at An Di. An Di sensed Peng Jiahe's hostility, somewhat bewildered. However, remembering Peng Jiahe had just called him "husband," she understood.
"Jiahe, this is An Di, my company's CFO. This is Peng Jiahe, my little girlfriend," Zhao Tianhao introduced them directly and openly.
Hearing Zhao Tianhao's words, Peng Jiahe felt slightly relieved, but looking at the beautiful An Di, she still felt some hostility. After all, a woman's intuition told her that Zhao Tianhao bringing back a beautiful woman from so far away wouldn't be so simple.
"Mmm, it's delicious! You must recommend more good food to me in the future," An Di said, eating the simple pickled fish and shrimp.
Zhao Tianhao also tried it. The taste was very authentic.
Raising his wine glass, Zhao Tianhao smiled and said, "No problem."
An Di and Zhao Tianhao clinked glasses. Peng Jiahe, of course, couldn't be left behind and also clinked glasses with Zhao Tianhao.
An Di, unconcerned by Peng Jiahe's childish behavior, wondered why someone of Zhao Tianhao's status would have a girlfriend like that.
"By the way, you said I was coming back with a second condition. Can you tell me now?" An Di finished her red wine, as if suddenly remembering something. "Not yet."
"Okay," An Di shrugged.
Then, An Di suddenly said, "Hey, boss, you know what? Tan Zongming emailed me too, wanting to invite me back to China to help him acquire Hongxing."
"Just call me Tianhao," Zhao Tianhao said, then added, "Really? But it seems you've already declined."
"Of course, since I already agreed."
"Looks like my CFO is really in demand," Zhao Tianhao smiled, raising his glass. An Di clinked glasses with Zhao Tianhao, not replying, but her upturned lips clearly showed she was pleased.
After the meal, Zhao Tianhao and the two women got up and left.
The restaurant owner had been standing guard at the door, watching Zhao Tianhao eat but not daring to disturb him.
"Mr. Zhao, have you finished eating? Here's my business card. Just give me a call next time you come. This private room is always reserved for you."
Zhao Tianhao didn't speak, and got into the car with the two women.
Seeing that Zhao Tianhao didn't refuse, the subordinate took the business card.
"Take care, Mr. Zhao!" The owner called out to the car, beaming, seeing Zhao Tianhao's subordinate take the business card.
Back at the villa, the housekeeper had already tidied An Di's room.
"Tianhao, I'm going upstairs to rest."
An Di said, pulling her suitcase from the living room as she went upstairs, "Okay."
Zhao Tianhao also carried Peng Jiahe back to the room, tossing her onto the bed. He didn't immediately press himself against her. Instead, he just stared at Peng Jiahe.
Peng Jiahe couldn't bear Zhao Tianhao's gaze; she was somewhat afraid. Clearly, Zhao Tianhao was angry.
"Do you know what you did wrong?" Zhao Tianhao said calmly.
"I'm sorry, husband, I was wrong, I was wrong in every way. Hit me, scold me, whatever you want," Peng Jiahe didn't actually know what she had done wrong, but the oppressive atmosphere in the room made her feel anxious and uncomfortable. She was afraid she was going to be abandoned.
"I can be honest with you. I won't only have you as a woman. If you don't accept that, then leave. Don't worry, I'll give you a generous breakup fee."
Zhao Tianhao naturally wouldn't let her leave. He was just trying to scare her. If she treated every woman he brought with her this hostilely, wouldn't that make his harem seem unstable? Wouldn't that make it seem like he hadn't even settled down with one woman before looking for a second or third?
"No, I was wrong, no, husband, don't leave me, sob sob. I was wrong, I'm not jealous anymore," Peng Jiahe climbed to the edge of the bed and hugged Zhao Tianhao's body.
Her head was pressed against Zhao Tianhao's stomach.
Suddenly remembering something, she quickly pulled down Zhao Tianhao's pants and began to serve him with her small mouth.
While serving him, she looked at Zhao Tianhao with a tear-streaked face.
It was as if she were saying, "I'm very useful, I'm serving you very well."
"Waaah, I was wrong, husband, I really know I was wrong, please forgive me, waaah," Peng Jiahe pleaded while licking his large penis.
"There won't be a next time," Zhao Tianhao said to Peng Jiahe, though he was enjoying the licking, he still maintained a blank expression.
"Mmm. It won't happen again, husband. If you ever fancy another woman, I'll help you. Don't abandon me, okay? I have no home anymore, my home is you, husband, don't leave me," Peng Jiahe said humbly.
"As long as you're obedient, your husband won't leave."
"Yes, I'll be good, husband, hurry and insert your penis into Jiahe's cunt, Jiahe wants Daddy's big cock!" Peng Jiahe knelt on the bed, assuming a doggy-style position.
Her hands spread her vulva.
She begged Zhao Tianhao for penetration, clearly wanting it.
Zhao Tianhao couldn't hold back any longer. He stripped naked, first slapping her snow-white buttocks twice, then thrusting his penis all the way into her wet cunt.
"Ah, Daddy, all the way in, so full, ah, so good, Daddy, fuck me harder, I feel so good!"
Zhao Tianhao slapped Peng Jiahe's buttocks while vigorously ravaging her cunt.
"I'll fuck you to death, you slut, you disobedient bitch who needs a beating!"
Zhao Tianhao's huge penis slammed into her cervix every time, making Peng Jiahe scream. An Di next door heard it all. That's right, Zhao Tianhao had arranged for An Di to stay in the room next to his.
Listening to Peng Jiahe's moans of pleasure next door,
Even though An Di maintained a frigid demeanor, two blushes crept onto her face.
She put on her headphones, forcing herself to immerse herself in researching.
After all, she was about to take over as CFO of Haotian Group, and she needed to understand the company thoroughly.
Two days later, An Di moved out. One reason was that her apartment in Joyful Song was finished, and she was moving in.
The other reason was that she didn't dare stay any longer; she was afraid something bad would happen if she stayed.
For the past two days, she had heard Zhao Tianhao and Peng Jiahe making love every day.
They treated her like family. And she actually felt used to it.
Even more outrageous was that Zhao Tianhao flirted with her—yes, that's the word used in China.—flirted with her, and she didn't resist. She was scared.
As a strong woman, An Di couldn't stay any longer; she was afraid she would really succumb.
Thinking of Peng Jiahe's loud moans, and driving away, An Di's face flushed. An Di drove off in Zhao Tianhao's Aston Martin, heading to the Joyful Song residential area.
Zhao Tianhao drove his Koenigsegg to the company. As for Peng Jiahe, ever since Zhao Tianhao got angry that time...
she always followed him whenever he went out.
Now, Peng Jiahe felt at ease. As long as Zhao Tianhao didn't leave her, she didn't care about him seeing other women.
It was all because she was too weak; she could never satisfy Zhao Tianhao.