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Chapter 29 Part 3 Lanrui Arrives and Liu's Pussy Interviews
When he finally finished, he shook off the last drops and snickered, "Well, Miss Lin, how's that taste? Don't just stare you know what to do."
Face fully painted white, Jiabi smiled, stuck out her tongue to clean her lips, then, to the delight of everyone who'd just used her, she began licking every drop off his cock as well, even peeling back the foreskin to scoop out the last traces, unbothered by taste.
"Aha, no wonder people call you the Slut Who Cleared Out Internal Medicine in One Night. You wanted to wake Brother Yun, right? I'll help. Let's get that ass of yours right up under his nose," he said.
He dragged her by the arm to the bed, grinned at Yun and Jiahua, and said, "Thanks for letting me enjoy your delicious girlfriend. If I could do the same with her sister now, I bet that'd help even more. Alright, pal, let's see if this gets a rise out of you."
The loud slap of bodies echoed through the suite. Not wanting to jostle the patient, Jiabi had to brace herself with her elbows on the floor, knees raised high. The man behind her clutched her breasts and hammered her doggy‑style.
The richest daughter in the city, reduced to rutting like an animal, her plump buttocks rocked and shook. The man behind stared at the delicate folds opening and closing, so aroused that his every nerve tingled as he pounded that pink flesh with abandon.
Yiyi and I watched in silence, neither of us able to find words.
Until the crisp click of heels interrupted us. I turned my head.
"Oh, Sister Lanrui, you're here too," I said.
Standing at the door in a white floral qipao was Lanrui. She nodded, smiled, gave the scene inside one quick glance, then said:
"Mr. Chen and you must be Miss Yuan? I'm surprised to run into you both here."
"Yes, Sister Lanrui. Yiyi's father is in this hospital too, and we wanted to check on Huijie," I explained.
"Ah. Do you need any help?" she asked.
"No, no, it's fine. My father's almost recovered; he'll be discharged soon. Thank you, Sister Lanrui, and thanks to Mr. Lin as well," Yiyi said politely.
"If you need anything, let us know," she smiled.
With the pleasantries done, the three of us fell silent again and let the cacophony in the room roll on.
"I'm going to fuck you to death, you bitch! Let's see if you like it. Scream, go on, scream I'll give it to you. I'll give it to you!" the man inside roared.
"Mmm… Jie… Jie, I'm here… Jie… ah, I'm getting fucked again… Jie… your bitch is being fucked… I belong to someone else… bitch… Jie, your favorite… filthy bitch…" Jiabi chanted beneath him.
"Mr. Lin asked me to check in on both sisters, especially Second Miss. Rumor is she skipped class again today. But honestly, I didn't expect… this," Lanrui said quietly, just as the man inside pressed himself tight against Jiabi's ass and trembled, clearly emptying a second load into her.
"We didn't expect it either… all we can do is pray Gen Root doesn't let Miss's kindness go unanswered," I said.
Lanrui stopped watching, shook her head, and said, "Mr. Chen, I'll head off. I have another appointment. Goodbye, Miss Yuan and if your father needs anything, don't hesitate to contact me."
"Thank you, Sister Lanrui. Take care," Yiyi replied.
She slipped away, polite as ever. What she'd really come for remained unclear: most likely, Lin Xiong needed someone at his side.
"Oh… Reporter Liu, sorry to keep you waiting. I've been tied up with plans for tomorrow's event," I said.
"Heh, Mr. Chen, no worries. I talked to Linsheng; he called you a workaholic, always staying late. And I just saw your office's energy for myself staff rushing around, very professional. Waiting is nothing," Liu smiled.
"Thank you for the compliment. Shall we head to the small conference room? The light is good there, and we can talk properly," I suggested.
As we spoke, I studied Liu Xiaoyu. To my disappointment, she was conservatively dressed: blue suit jacket, white blouse, an impressive chest under it all but buttoned up. Her collar was only slightly open, exposing a bit of smooth pink neck. A blue pencil skirt fell over her knees; her long, shapely legs were visible below.
With her bob cut and light makeup, her features appeared sharp. Her blush and lipstick were just right not gaudy, but flattering. She'd obviously dressed meticulously to show respect for her interview subject or at least to highlight her professionalism.
Honestly, I'd have preferred if she'd just stripped, gotten on the table, and stuck her ass up so I could fuck her while she interviewed me. Would have been efficient for both sides.
Since the hospital that morning, I'd been wound tight. I'd planned to grab Xiaowei for a quick release, but instead I'd been tied down by work.
The meeting room was simple: one round table, several chairs, and a low tea table that forced anyone brewing tea to kneel. Why that design? You can guess.
Xiaowei followed us in, dropped to her knees at the tea table, and started heating water. The movement stretched her tight skirt; there was no panty line beneath.
People in the company joked that Xiaowei's real station wasn't reception but this back room. As the only staff member without sexual exemption, any man feeling stressed or tired even the boss, especially me would drag her in here for some "stress relief." The walls and floor bore the marks of her many "battles"; if you listened carefully, it was as though her moans still echoed.
Liu sat down, professional smile in place. She took a notepad, a silver pen, and a recorder from her bag, and before I even settled, jumped in:
"Mr. Chen, I'm really curious. How did you come up with and design Xunxing? You keep an unusually low profile; you've only appeared publicly once, at the launch. Is that deliberate?" she asked.
A sharp question. If I answered directly, the obvious follow‑up would be: are you hiding because of Xunxing's controversy?
Better to step aside and let her chase her own tail.
"Reporter Liu, your reputation is well‑earned. Deep question. But my head is foggy right now. Let's wait for Xiaowei's tea and let the aroma lift the conversation," I said.
As I spoke, my eyes drifted to Xiaowei's ass shifting beneath her skirt while she worked. Her heels and bare soles on the floor, the skirt stretched tight, making her waist look even narrower. My mouth went dry.
"Haha, Mr. Chen, you certainly have taste. I'll wait and enjoy Xiaowei's tea skills. What tea am I getting?" Liu smiled.
She realized I wasn't ready to dive into deep topics and switched to lighter chatter, probing for an opening.
"It's nothing special, and Xiaowei's skills are only so‑so. Oh, and Liu we've met before, haven't we?" I said.
"Of course. A few months ago, outside Lin Xiong's office. I saw you with a beautiful woman; later I learned that was his daughter," she replied. As she said "his daughter," her lips curved in a teasing smile clearly, she'd seen something interesting.
"You've got a good memory. You were there with two female interns, to see Mr. Lin?" I asked.
"Haha, at first, yes. Lin is notoriously insatiable, so I brought backup, though things turned out… different," she said, trailing off.
I could guess: that day, Jiabi had been snatched away by her father.
"Miss Liu, Mr. Chen, the tea's ready," Xiaowei said, breaking the mood.
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