"Hehe... I was being presumptuous, acting on my own. I'll punish myself with three cups." Little Wang was clever and immediately caught the implication in the other person's words.

He flattered the wrong way.

He was also a bit annoyed.

But seeing where the other person's gaze was fixed—on Manager Liu Piaopiao's Lei—he quickly came up with an idea.

Taking the opportunity to go to the restroom, he spoke frankly with Liu Piaopiao.

"What? You want me to go out? Impossible!"

Liu Piaopiao almost lost her temper, were it not for the fact that the other person was Principal Wang.

She wasn't one of those small-time girls in a bar's atmosphere group, capable of going out with customers.

She was part of the proper management team, okay?

Long past the age of entertaining people with her looks.

Her first reaction to the suggestion was absurdity, and the second was insult.

But the next sentence from the other person cornered her, "If you're not willing, should I directly call your boss, Sister Jialing?"

She had no doubt that the person had her boss's number.

Because he was, after all, the heir of Wanda Cinema, the biggest cinema chain in the country.

He also held a significant position in the entertainment industry.

Why did her boss, Liu Jialing, open this bar in the Mainland?

Just purely to make money?

Of course, that was one purpose, but more importantly, it was to make connections.

Just look at 'Lee Seunghyun' in South Korea for reference.

Using this to cover for making connections is a very effective method, regardless of the country.

Because the more primitive the tactic, the more effective it is.

If he really tells her boss about this, what would she demand her to do?

Liu Piaopiao could guess it with her little toe, her boss would definitely be happy about it.

Because she'd gain another powerful friendship.

And the virginity of her subordinates? Isn't it just something to be sold?

Naturally, Liu Piaopiao couldn't let him call her boss.

If she's doomed either way, she might as well take the initiative.

This way, she could even secure some benefit for herself.

Hearing the other person blatantly asking for benefits, Principal Wang wasn't annoyed because this was a normal transaction.

If you didn't want anything, he would actually be worried.

'Deal struck.'

Sun Dasheng, the person involved, was completely unaware.

Until...

He staggered into the presidential suite of Wanda Hotel.

At the moment he opened the room door, he thought he was hallucinating.

Why was there a scantily clad woman lying on the bed?

The key was, wasn't this woman the bar manager Liu Piaopiao, who was just chatting and laughing with him at the bar?

How was she lying here?

Alright, after a slight turn of his head, he realized what was going on.

It seemed that Little Wang arranged all this for him.

What to say?

He felt somewhat complicated.

Little Wang inherited the excellent tradition of his father, Old Wang, being enthusiastic and considerate to others.

But damn... how did you know I liked this type?

Finding a woman in her thirties who was still charming in a nightspot really must have been a challenge for you.

Thinking about it this way, it seemed that the other party was using this method to show him their sincerity?

After all, in nightclubs, there are plenty of pretty eighteen or nineteen-year-olds, but a charming thirty-something married woman becomes a rare commodity.

And she was a nightclub manager.

With an added layer of status.

Thinking this way, it could truly be possible.

Quite interesting.

Sun Dasheng finally got a bit interested.

Walking over, he saw her eyes tightly shut, seemingly not daring to look at him.

Sun Dasheng smiled, picked up the small whip by the bed, and lightly hit the bed.

"Ah...!"

Liu Piaopiao opened her eyes, full of shock. This guy was serious?

Those props, she had indeed seen them before but thought they were just for decoration.

'Pa pa pa...'

Each hit got heavier, and Liu Piaopiao unconsciously turned over, using her back to take it.

The whip's landing spot thus moved from her upper body to her lower body.

'Pa pa pa...' Her buttocks formed waves, rising and falling, the clear sounds echoing throughout the room.

The rhythm was especially good, sounding like a pleasant melody.

Liu Piaopiao turned her head, looking at him pitifully, "Stop hitting, hurry up and do it!"

Sun Dasheng stroked the slightly red area, "Can you handle it?"

Liu Piaopiao said nothing, giving him an indescribable look: Bring it on!

Alright!

Sun Dasheng took off his clothes.

He grabbed her snow-white long legs and pulled them over with force.

....

After the indescribable act.

Sun Dasheng lit a post-act cigarette.

Liu Piaopiao just rolled her eyes weakly.

It wasn't giving him a look; her state at this moment was like a fish on the verge of death flipping its belly in the lake.

To be honest, she really hadn't encountered such a fierce man.

Okay, fierce might not be the right word.

Should call him a superhero.

Inhuman!

How is he so strong?

Liu Piaopiao found that she kind of started to have a fondness for this feeling.

How awful!

When she recovered and wanted to act coy and make some demands, he cut her off with a cold sentence, sending her to the cold palace.

"Rested? If you've rested, go back to your room to sleep."

She glared at him, "What do you mean?"

Sun Dasheng blew out a smoke ring indifferently, "I'm just used to sleeping alone at night."

This was clearly a lie.

But when it comes to disposable things like this, he was indeed too lazy even to bother bluffing.

Angrily, Liu Piaopiao got dressed and walked out.

....

Next morning at breakfast.

Little Wang came to visit early.

His arms wrapped around an unknown small influencer.

Little Wang pressed the doorbell.

The small influencer snuggled into his arms, slightly displeased, saying, "Dragging me out of the house early in the morning to wait here, huh?"

"Just be quiet, and in a while, say less; I'll take you out for fun tonight," Principal Wang advised.

No choice, the companions from last night were still hungover and not waking up.

The one in his arms now is the closest one, but a bit capricious. Hopefully, she won't bump into the guests later.

Waited a few minutes.

The door was finally opened.

"Morning! Come in!" Sun Dasheng walked in, saying while walking, "Make yourselves comfortable; I need to wash up and change clothes."

On the living room sofa.

The small influencer pouted at Principal Wang, unhappily saying, "Who is he? Making you wait here? So rude."

Principal Wang looked unpleasant upon hearing this, "Did you ignore everything I've told you before? If you don't shut up properly, don't come see me in the future."

This frightened the small influencer so much her heart raced; is he serious?

She promptly swore not to speak recklessly again.

She stole a glance toward the room, wondering who this man was? The national husband Principal Wang was treating him with such politeness, even a bit deferentially.

With his fiery temper, who dares to make him wait?

After breakfast at the hotel.

Sun Dasheng took his leave.

Little Wang personally escorted him to the hotel entrance.

Just outside, a long Rolls-Royce showed up.

"Director Sun, please get in!" Da Yong made sure the treatment was lavish.

Sun Dasheng nodded at Little Wang and got into the car.

The luxurious convoy slowly drifted away.

The influencer beside Principal Wang had her mouth agape in shock, "When did Shanghai City have such a wealthy person?"

Principal Wang looked at her, amused: "What? Does Shanghai City have to report wealthy people to you first-hand?"

"No, it's not that!" The influencer's face turned bright red.

Awkwardly wanting to find a gap to dive into.

"This Dahu City is full of hidden talents; there's plenty of wealthy people you don't know about, so watch what you say."

"Yes, yes, I will be more careful."

Watching the convoy disappear, Little Wang picked up the phone to dial out: "Dad, task completed; when will the promised pocket money arrive?"

"Haha... all right, I'm not in a hurry; you can transfer in a couple of days." Little Wang hung up the phone, then proudly wrapped his arm around the influencer beside him, saying, "Call a few more sisters tonight; let's party."

.....

Ate a game meal outside.

Though the taste was quite nice.

But the home-cooked flavors shouldn't be missed.

Returning to Xiang Yiren's Villa No. 13, unsurprisingly, Jiang Ziyan and Lu Qingyun were still there.

Lately, they haven't been focused much on their careers.

Salon and gym matters have been left to the deputy manager; they occasionally show face, spending the rest of the time with their close friend Xiang Yiren.

Looking at the joyful trio, Sun Dasheng laughed and teased, "When I'm not around, you three seem like a happy family."

"What are you talking about!" Xiang Yiren glared at him: "Haven't seen your shadow for days, haven't you gone to some vixen again?"

During early pregnancy, hormone surged, naturally leading to a bad temper.

At this moment, only soothing the expectant mother would do.

Sun Dasheng wouldn't dare retort.

Just accompanied by a smile, squatting before her, placing his ear to her belly, saying: "Let me listen to my daughter's voice."

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