Zhao An's expression turned extremely strange. "You're gay?"

"To be precise, it's called love. In ancient times, it was called 'homosexual love,' or more elegantly, 'cut sleeves.' Only vulgar people would call it 'gay.'" Bai Qingyang picked up his teacup, took a sip, and his expression was clearly very calm. "Women aren't as fun as men. I also play with women. Those are just prostitutes, don't you think?"

"I don't have the habit of wearing worn-out shoes. Besides, I never go to brothels. Those are prostitutes." Zhao An took out a cigarette and lit it. "Gay is normal. Others laugh at you, you laugh at them. I don't know, so I won't comment. But women, other people's are always the most attractive. Hahaha!"

Two grown men discussing such vulgar things was simply an eyesore. No one would know what they were talking about. Occasionally they would talk about business, but mostly they talked about other random topics.

Wen Lian found it strange. She still brought over a glass of red wine to fill her husband's glass, then sat down to eat breakfast, her expression indifferent, as if nothing had happened. Head bowed, eyes darting around, lost in thought.

"You big families really know how to have fun," Zhao An laughed heartily, clinking his glass against the other's.

"You're part of the big family now too," Bai Qingyang added, clinking his glass against the other's as well. "If you need anything, just let me know, I'll help if I can."

At this moment, Zhao An tentatively touched Wen Lian's thigh under the table; it was fair, smooth, and very elastic.

Wen Lian raised an eyelid, glanced at her husband, then at Zhao An, but didn't speak, keeping her head down, lost in thought. "Sure, sure. You can create a talent show, a competition format, with various rankings for the contestants, using methods like tipping, scanning QR codes, and posting updates to award points. The first-place winner can get roles in movies and TV dramas. Create some pretty boys; it's very lucrative. Bundle all the interests together to form a huge pie." Zhao An said, as he went further, touching her thigh and excessively kneading her most private area.

Wen Lian's pretty face turned bright red. She could only squeeze her thighs together, trying to stop the man from further violating her.

From Bai Qingyang's perspective, he could see his wife being violated. A large, wicked hand was caressing his wife's thigh and private parts. This feeling was unprecedented; watching his wife being violated in front of him was a completely different experience.

"Are you suggesting I participate in the talent show here?"

"You can have fun and make money, why not? Besides, if you don't profit, someone else will. Also, we must create problems for the shared bike industry. The initial economy will definitely be booming. Everyone's using them, but what will happen later? Improper parking, high management costs, theft, etc., it's impossible to prevent, and in the end, it will only end in failure. But in the meantime, it will definitely be very hot, even creating a false sense of prosperity. Don't get involved, you'll lose everything." Zhao An continued to stroke Wen Lian's thigh, occasionally pressing and kneading her clitoris with his fingers to stimulate her sexual desire.

Sure enough, Wen Lian's breathing became rapid. A woman with strong sexual desire, constantly suppressing her urges, she couldn't cheat unless permitted, but how could any man in the world accept such an absurd thing? She knew her husband could see it, but why didn't he stop her?

"Haha, not bad, your plan is insidious. Luckily you're on my side; now I understand why my little sister is so fond of you. I'm so glad we're brothers." Bai Qingyang laughed heartily, glancing at his wife's flushed face and then at his mischievous hand. "Zhao An, listen to your brother. You can play with any of the women from our family; I can vouch for you if anything happens. But try to avoid women from other families. Those women are ruthless; you'll get yourself into trouble!"

"Then I'll thank you for your reminder, Brother Yang. Hehe, they'll line up to give me their wives. Unless they're prepared to die, Xu Chun and I won't have our feud so easily resolved. Someone will definitely try to mediate; I'm waiting for their offer. First, take down the Southwest Chamber of Commerce, then drag the other families into the mess, and we'll eat their share. Perfect. We don't need four of the four major families; three, two, or even one will do." Zhao An suddenly thrust forward forcefully.

Wen Lian gripped the table tightly, her beautiful legs pressed together, her body tense, and the veins on her neck bulging on her fair skin. Her eyes were glazed, her lower abdomen tightened, and streams of vaginal fluid gushed out. She had been brought to orgasm by Zhao An's fingers in front of her husband!

Bai Qingyang, watching his wife's climax, felt a surge of excitement. "Very good, I look forward to your plan. Could you help Wen Lian to her room to rest?"

"Of course, I'd be happy to." Zhao An helped Wen Lian to her feet. "Sister-in-law, come on, I'll help you to your room!"

Wen Lian was still trembling, her legs shaking with pleasure, her steps unsteady. As they approached the villa, she suddenly took a deep breath. "Come with me, you don't need to help me." She then led the way, her voice trembling slightly, clearly acknowledging the situation. Her husband preferred men, enjoyed sex with men, and had no interest in women whatsoever. What could she do? Bai Qingyang's power was immense, so Wen Lian couldn't possibly cheat on him.

They arrived at the master bedroom upstairs. As soon as Wen Lian opened the door, Zhao An impatiently pushed her inside, picked her up, and threw her onto the bed. He quickly stripped off his clothes, ripped Wen Lian's panties, and without even taking off his clothes, pulled up her skirt. His hard penis pressed against her incredibly wet vaginal opening. Wen Lian gasped, grabbing Zhao An's arm, "Have you thought it through?"

"I've thought it through. I'm going to fuck you!" Zhao An said, then forcefully thrust in. His hips sank, and the feeling of fullness, warmth, heat, and incredible tightness washed over him. His penis entered a slippery, muddy passage. Zhao An could feel the woman's vaginal walls writhing, like countless soft little hands caressing his penis. As Zhao An went deeper, more of his penis was enveloped by her vagina, and the pleasure intensified. When Zhao An was fully inside, the pleasure reached its peak.

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