Zhao An suddenly looked at Zheng Peiling, a playful smile twitching his lips. "And the fact that you maintain such good looks, besides your natural beauty, is probably also due to your frequent masturbation. I've seen your clitoris; it's a dark red from constant squeezing and kneading with my fingers, and the skin is quite nice. Don't be ashamed; it's all part of human nature, and it's perfectly normal."

The sudden mention of masturbation made even an elegant and intellectual woman like Zheng Peiling blush. Her eyes pierced Zhao An fiercely. "So, how many days do you think is frequent and reasonable?"

Qian Yuling's expression was a little strange. Although they were both experienced and had done this before, it seemed a little out of place to bring it up here.

"Generally speaking, it depends on the patient's physical condition. Every two or three days is the norm for most people. If you have a strong libido, once a day is fine. However, most men can't do that because their kidneys can't handle it and their corpus cavernosum can be damaged," Zhao An said seriously, his expression so formal that he didn't seem to be joking at all.

This kind of topic could be considered a proper scientific discussion, but it was a bit strange.

"What about you?" Zheng Peiyi asked, unbelievably.

"Me, I do it at least four or five times a day." Zhao An nodded, taking a drag from his cigarette.

"Didn't you say that ordinary people can't even do it once a day?" Zheng Peiyi was puzzled. It seemed like a simple discussion about how many times one could do it. They were clearly discussing erotic topics, but the atmosphere was so solemn, which was a bit strange.

"Yeah, I'm talking about ordinary people. It has nothing to do with me." Zhao An sneered. He was no ordinary man. He was a peerless pervert with a system, a pervert who couldn't live without sex!

"Then Yuling is truly blessed." Zheng Peiyi had also recovered and turned to pour a cup of tea. "Then you must treat Yuling well and not bully her. Also, don't hold out too much hope for the Lin family; they might not choose you. Plus, the risks are enormous. If you can't cure the disease, it will also affect your personal reputation."

This was a deliberate change of subject. He didn't want to discuss this topic again, as it would make her feel awkward.

In fact, Zheng Peiyi was already feeling somewhat embarrassed, but she kept smiling and feigning indifference. Zhao An mentioned that besides her natural beauty, she also had a strong libido. Otherwise, why would she masturbate?

Masturbation is normal for women, and it's not just for women; men do it too. The difference is that it's okay to talk about it in private. But in a semi-public setting like this, it's a bit, a bit awkward.

"I'm not worried about that. They'll beg me for mercy then." Zhao An let out a faint sneer. Publicizing this wouldn't affect him much. But spreading the word within a small circle is fine, and the target audience needs to be men of status, generally middle-aged or older, so their words carry weight.

Promotion is Zhao An's forte; he initially rose to fame with his livestreaming career thanks to the Voice of China program.

Zheng Peiyi nodded and turned to look at Tang Yin, who was fiddling with her phone. "Xiaoyin, what are your goals for the new year?"

Tang Yin finished a few things and looked up. "No, I don't have any specific goals. I'm just thinking about having a child for my husband first."

This made Zheng Peiyi feel a little uncomfortable. It felt like Zhao An had already harmed both her granddaughter and daughter. And he was saying this so openly in front of her—how shameless! "That's good, that's good."

"Yuling and Xiaoyin will both have children for me. I'll definitely get them pregnant." Zhao An's words were a bit lewd and crude.

Zheng Peiyi was speechless and gritted her teeth. This young man had actually harmed both her daughter and granddaughter. "Then you'll have to work twice as hard to make money. Raising children is no easy feat."

"I will," Zhao An smiled. Soon, another call came, and he walked to the other side to answer it.

Time passed quickly, and it was almost late at night.

"We should leave," Zhao An said to Qian Yuling and her daughter, who were still chatting, cigarette in hand and a hint of impatience on his face. There was nothing fun here. Compared to that, it was still more like being close to home; at least the women were there.

"Okay, Mom, we're leaving. I'll see you next time," Qian Yuling said, picked up her handbag, and left. Her high heels made a crisp sound against the floor, and ten slender jade toes stepped on the round-toed heels. Her tall and graceful figure, with gusts of fragrance, caught Zhao An's attention.

"Okay, good. Take care. Come home often." Zheng Peiyi knew her daughter was married and wouldn't be able to visit the Qian family for long. Besides, she might not return every year, and after she got pregnant again, she might not have the time to visit.

After bidding farewell to Zheng Peiyi and Qian Ben, Zhao An took the mother and daughter to the special car that would take them there.

Only after they boarded the plane did Zhao An ask, "Are you reluctant to leave?"

"Not really. I just think my mom had it tough. She made it through, and so did I. I feel a little sad to be following the same path. And my current treatment is obviously much better than hers. Fate is truly strange." Qian Yuling lit a cigarette. Even the graceful and elegant Qian Yuling had a moment of sentimentality. She used to be unusually aloof, indifferent to anything outside of work.

"It'll be even better in the future, I promise!" Zhao An grasped Qian Yuling's hand. He had always been very interested in this beautiful lady, a woman of such charm that he could never tire of her.

Qian Yuling's beautiful feet had slipped off their high heels, revealing flesh-colored stockings wrapped around her ten lush toes. Her nails were neatly manicured and painted with a lavender polish, like jewels adorning them. Her arches were perfectly formed, and her feet, from sole to ankle, were a perfect golden ratio, a marvel at the wonders of the Creator.

"Is it beautiful?" Qian Yuling stretched her legs out before the man. "Fuck me!"

Zhao An took Qian Yuling's silk stockinged feet into his mouth, sucking and biting them greedily. Faced with such white, tender feet, a foot fetishist like him simply couldn't resist the temptation.

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