Tanimoto Ichiro didn't need to be mentioned, he was scared to the core of Wang Xiaoqiang; Chiba Keiko and Miyazaki Yuki were once Wang Xiaoqiang's dharma slaves—a single thought from him could annihilate them. Not fearing Wang Xiaoqiang was out of the question.

Initially, Wang Xiaoqiang thought these three came to pay respects after hearing the news. Yet, he didn't expect they were summoned by three Japanese men as reinforcements to deal with him.

Wang Xiaoqiang glanced at the three, laughed with profound amusement, "Haha, gentlemen, I never thought we'd meet again, and in this manner..."

Asou Ichiro, Chiba Yoshiko, and Miyazaki Yuki displayed extreme fear, their bodies trembled, and they all knelt before Wang Xiaoqiang, too frightened to utter a word.

They truly did not expect that the one they were supposed to deal with was Wang Xiaoqiang. Though they wouldn't dare lay a hand on him, even such offense was intolerable.

At that moment, they were terrified and infuriated at those three youths. They were itching to kill those three since it put them in disgrace.

The three youths were shocked to see the people they invited kneel before Wang Xiaoqiang without speaking. Although stunned, they couldn't believe Wang Xiaoqiang possessed such power to subdue Tanimoto Ichiro, Chiba Keiko, and Miyazaki Yuki.

They assumed the three were mesmerized by Wang Xiaoqiang and went to forcibly pull them away.

Unexpectedly, they were pummeled violently, with the three scolding them while beating them until they knelt and pleaded.

Only then did Tanimoto Ichiro, Chiba Keiko, and Miyazaki Yuki kneel again, trembling and panic-stricken, "Master, sorry, truly sorry. We didn't know it was you; had we known, we'd never have come even if beaten to death. Please, you must forgive us..."

"I thought you were welcoming me in such a fashion. Haha..." Wang Xiaoqiang sneered.

"No, no, Master, it was our muddleheadedness, our mistake, please punish us." The three were shaking all over with fear, while the three beaten young men were even more terrified.

The revered Tanimoto Ichiro, Chiba Keiko, and Miyazaki Yuki regarded the young Chinese man as a divine figure; who exactly was this young man?

"Punish you? If I were truly punishing you, you wouldn't be kneeling here right now; you'd have died years ago," Wang Xiaoqiang waved his hand, "Alright, as a lesson, kneel here for the night, reflect well, and educate those three young ones... They've gone too far, daring to tease my woman on a cruise in broad daylight..."

"What??"

Hearing this, Tanimoto Ichiro, Chiba Keiko, and Miyazaki Yuki were scared, shocked, and angry; daring to harass their master's woman? That's courting death!

In a fury, they savagely beat the three youths until they were unable to get up. To them, sacrificing the three to quell Wang Xiaoqiang's wrath was nothing.

In the end, it was Wang Xiaoqiang who called them off. If not, they'd beat the three youths to death. But their crime didn't warrant death, and Wang Xiaoqiang didn't want them dead.

Qiao Hui, afraid that the bloody scene would affect everyone's appetite, said to Wang Xiaoqiang, "Let it be, let them go, or we won't be able to eat well."

Wang Xiaoqiang, accustomed to scenes even more bloody, would eat and drink as normal, but considering Qiao Hui, Zhao Feiyan and the True Person of Taiyi, he gestured to Tanimoto Ichiro, "Alright, for Qiao Hui's sake, scram. Those three youths, don't let me ever see them again, or it won't be so easy next time."

"Yes, yes, thank you, Master, thank you, Master." Tanimoto Ichiro, Chiba Keiko, and Miyazaki Yuki kowtowed to Wang Xiaoqiang and dragged the three youths out.

"After dinner, let's take a stroll around," Wang Xiaoqiang said to Qiao Hui.

Qiao Hui knew Wang Xiaoqiang intended to inspect the major entertainment venues under his name, nodded and said, "Alright."

"You two are tired from travel, so don't follow us," Wang Xiaoqiang instructed True Person of Taiyi and Zhao Feiyan. They had no objections and both agreed.

...

After ten o'clock at night.

Wang Xiaoqiang and Qiao Hui rode around in the Capital City's major entertainment venues. These venues were owned by Wang Xiaoqiang, and although they only contributed one-tenth of his total profits, small profits count too. In the future, when Qiao Hui bore him a child, these venues would be the child's foundation.

Speaking of children, Wang Xiaoqiang decided that this time he must make Qiao Hui bear his child; Qiao family's two sisters were both women of beauty and wisdom, surely their children would be excellent. Yet presently, neither bore children for Wang Xiaoqiang, which was regrettable. Wang Xiaoqiang resolved to try harder.

After touring the entertainment venues without incident, Qiao Hui directly drove home; Wang Xiaoqiang's hands became restless, caressing Qiao Hui.

Long neglect made Qiao Hui pant lightly, sweat perfumed her brow, her cheeks as red as a rose. She caught Wang Xiaoqiang's hand, saying, "Not now... wait until we're home..."

Considering the driver in front, Wang Xiaoqiang stopped. They arrived at Qiao Hui's residence, a gigantic seaside villa in the most valuable part of the Capital City, with bustling streets behind and the sea in front. It was a peaceful retreat amidst the bustle, a nourishing place. However, these villas were bought long ago, and couldn't be purchased now regardless of price.

At the villa, Qiao Hui took a bath with rose petals, donned a bathrobe and came out. Her beauty was especially captivating. Her whole body fragrant, after many years, Qiao Hui's allure had not diminished at all, tempting Wang Xiaoqiang to lose control; as he approached to hug her, Qiao Hui softly murmured, "You should wash too,"

"I don't need it, too much trouble,"

"It's fine, I'll help you," Qiao Hui pushed Wang Xiaoqiang into the bathroom, personally helping him bathe, pampering him like a sovereign.

Wang Xiaoqiang enjoyed with his eyes closed, recalling when he first met Qiao Hui, a uniquely charismatic woman with a commanding presence, now serving him like a gentle wife, or even a female servant, fulfilling his satisfaction and swelling his pride.

"Little Qiang, now that you're back, I wish you'd give me a child." Qiao Hui softly said while attentively bathing Wang Xiaoqiang.

"I have the same intention." Wang Xiaoqiang touched Qiao Hui's nose, "So tonight we must strive hard..."

"..." Qiao Hui rolled her eyes, full of charm; amidst the rising steam, her cheeks grew even more flushed, her delicate neck also reddened, the fragrance around her intensified, completely igniting Wang Xiaoqiang's senses.

Wang Xiaoqiang pulled her toward the bathtub. His movements were somewhat rough.

Qiao Hui half-resistively entered the bathtub, her eyes lightly closed, starry eyes dreamy, cheeks burning red, panting softly, murmuring, "Oh, you, you gentle..."

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