Next came the red envelopes, handed out to the eldest and second aunts, the third aunt, Qian Yuling and her daughter. Then, it was my eldest cousin Liu Xiaojun, my cousin Ding Meifeng, and my cousin Jia Li. Everyone received one, and no one left empty-handed.

Compared to the hundreds of thousands of yuan in monthly bank account balances, these thousand-yuan red envelopes were nothing. It was just a formality for celebrating the Lunar New Year. In a sense, they were already Zhao An's wives, and there were no financial restrictions.

Buying designer bags didn't hold much appeal for my eldest cousin and the others. They were more interested in exercising and making themselves look better. Buying clothes was more practical. Wouldn't crotchless stockings excite a man more?

Soon, my second aunt arrived with her family. Zhao An, likewise, gave everyone a red envelope, and also gave one to my cousin Lai Fu's child. It was just a hundred yuan, not the usual ten yuan.

Sisters Huizhi and Lanzhi each received a thousand yuan. Huizhi had already been intimate with Zhao An. Lanzhi, on the other hand, was a virgin who needed to be carefully nurtured, saved for consumption later; there was no rush now.

New Year's Eve was a busy time, and Zhao An had no free time during the tea-making process. Many partners and connections called to wish him a happy new year. These people were relatively well-known and held leverage over Zhao An. This lingering deterrent, coupled with a mutually beneficial exchange, created the current partnership.

"Xiao An seems very busy?" Sister Huizhi giggled, her eyes tinged with a hint of lust, as she stared at Zhao An's back. As the man who took her virginity, she would never forget him.

"He's always been this busy. As his business grows, he has less time to spare. That's what a successful man should be like; it's normal for a man to be busy." Qian Yuling, the eldest wife, took the initiative to make tea. A helicopter would arrive later to take them. She, Zhao An, and their daughter Tang Yin would take a special plane back to the Qian family to pay New Year's greetings, and then fly back. "That's all thanks to you. Xinlei said you're a good wife." Second Aunt nodded at Qian Yuling, even she felt a sense of awe towards her.

Qian Yuling had a unique aura. She was a strong female CEO in her own right. Even after following Zhao An, her charm and gentleness were reserved for Zhao An. She wasn't so kind to others; things were what they were.

"Come for some tea," Zhao Xinlei chimed in, trying to ease the awkward atmosphere. She knew Qian Yuling's personality, and the fact that she was sitting here making tea was a real honor.

Zhao An gave red envelopes to each of his mistresses, including Aunt Xia, the mother of his good friend Zhang Chang, the woman who had taken his virginity!

Sometimes, he really missed these beautiful, charming mature women. Their voluptuous bodies, long, white legs, and mature, feminine demeanor captivated him. He longed to see them!

Some female streamers were celebrating New Year's, while others were still livestreaming. It seemed like they had nothing better to do if they weren't. They'd already flaunted their wealth; being a streamer was truly lucrative.

Slutty female streamers like Zhang Qige and Kaka returned to their hometowns for the Lunar New Year while searching for trusted partners.

If they couldn't sleep with men, they'd find someone who could. This pimping kept men from forgetting them and also helped them gain allies.

It goes without saying that sluts are sluts. They really hit the right spot for men. It was quite slutty.

Pimping out of sheer helplessness was truly slutty, a truly slutty move!

While making phone calls one by one, Zhao An occasionally sat down to chat with the relatives who came. Many of the relatives were strangers; they were just gossipy aunts and uncles with their own relatives.

Some aren't even related by blood, yet according to the ancestral hierarchy, they're called a higher rank. For no apparent reason, they're a generation lower. It's truly speechless.

After finally getting some rest, the phone rang again. The plane was almost arriving, and it was time to board.

I have to go to the Qian family tonight, so I'm a bit busy.

"I'm going to Yuling's tonight, and I'll be back in the evening. Time's a bit tight. I'm leaving now. Mom, be careful. Cousin, please keep an eye on me." Zhao An nodded to his eldest cousin.

"Okay, go ahead. I'm home." His eldest cousin's beautiful eyes nearly watered. Did this mean her recent work had been recognized?

The eldest aunt, watching nearby, was also somewhat relieved. Her daughter was being treated well, and as a mother, she felt a sense of comfort.

Tang Yin picked up a backpack and set off. This trip back wasn't like the previous ones. She was returning as a granddaughter, and the Qian family had no control over her.

They boarded the car and reached the mountain road, where a helicopter was waiting to take Zhao An and the others to the airport, where they would quickly fly to the Qian family's city.

Boarding the plane, Qian Yuling's beautiful eyes narrowed slightly. "Every year is New Year's Day, but this year is the happiest year."

"It will be even happier in the future. Next year, you'll be taking care of the kids, so you won't be going back to the Qian family for New Year's." Zhao An smiled, lighting a cigarette. The aroma of medicinal herbs filled the cabin.

No smoking on the plane? Yes, that's a safety issue. But for the charter client, this was obviously a trivial matter. If you can't smoke, can it still be called a wealthy jet?

Qian Yuling sat down next to Zhao An, resting her head on his shoulder, feeling the comfort of having a shoulder to lean on. "It's great to have you. Seriously."

It was hard to believe that Qian Yuling, a strong woman, could have such a weak side, her inner softness hidden. If she hadn't been strong enough, she might have become a toy.

"I'll do my best to treat each of you fairly," Zhao An promised.

"I'm not worried about that. I know you can do your best." Qian Yuling wasn't worried at all. Instead of thinking about that, she should be thinking about the baby's future name!

Tang Yin yawned. "Honey, you might not believe this, but this is my third time visiting the Qian family."

"Haha, it's not a matter of belief or disbelief. You're my wife, so of course I believe you." Zhao An pulled Tang Yin into his arms. Holding the mother and daughter together was a truly wonderful feeling!

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