Dining with Huo Wenxi, she didn't mind Zhao An's occasional advances, clearly knowing her boss's character. There was no way to stop him; until he started down a wrong path, all they could do was turn a blind eye.
Touching Huo Wenxi's hips, Zhao An smiled playfully. "I'm planning to buy a piece of land near a new development zone in the south. I'll build a residential complex there, a resort-style community, for you all to live in. When we have a child, I'll see if we can get a new school there and help fund its construction. We'll provide a one-stop service for living, education, and work."
Huo Wenxi's body was stiff. She could feel a large hand caressing her buttocks, back and forth, making her feel itchy inside and somewhat overwhelmed.
"What child?"
Zhao An put his hand away and clinked his glass with the other man's. "Our child. Your birthday is in two days. You can rest up. I'll celebrate with you then. Do you want to go back and reunite with your family?"
"It would be best if I could go back," Huo Wenxi said, her head lowered. She didn't dare look at the man. Although she was his agent, she was still a woman at heart, and women were always targeted by men.
"I am your family. You are not allowed to go anywhere. Wherever I am is home. You can't escape. I promise, as long as you work hard, I will treat you with all my heart." Zhao An hooked the other man's chin, looking at the agent. She wasn't particularly beautiful, but she was quite pretty. Her advantage was her youth and beauty. She was only in her twenties, not much older than Liu Xuemei. For a woman in her late twenties, she was still single, which was rare in itself.
"I understand. Go ahead and do your thing. I'm not going anywhere. I'll be at the apartment with G.E.M. when the time comes." Huo Wenxi nodded. A mature woman who knows her place, what to do and what not to do. "Does this count as being kept? Rich people like to keep mistresses, so what am I?"
Looking at Huo Wenxi's eyes, Zhao An smiled, a particularly bright smile. "Unregistered marriages, simple as that, don't count as mistresses. You're not like those slutty bitches; they're just mistresses. You're smart, talented, and capable, so naturally, you're different. Actually, I have a disease. You might not believe it." He finished with a hint of sadness.
This caught Huo Wenxi's attention, and with a hint of curiosity, she asked, "You don't look like a sick man. You're very strong and powerful. What's wrong with you? If you're free, please tell me. I know it's definitely not impotence. You're very healthy."
"Haha, of course not. I actually have an excess of yang energy, a condition called androgen secretion, an endocrine disorder. This condition causes me to be very masculine, with constant erections and abundant energy for sex. I used to be able to suppress it, but now it's flaring up. I need a woman to calm me down every day, otherwise I feel uncomfortable all over." Zhao An said this and placed Huo Wenxi's small hand on his crotch.
Huo Wenxi felt the cock throbbing in her hand, which made her feel a little surprised. Her mouth opened slightly. "How, how is this possible? Is there such a disease? Is it curable?" Two questions tumbled out in quick succession, a mixture of surprise and confusion.
"No, not yet. The only way to alleviate the pain is through women. That's why I enjoy playing with women. This disease doesn't affect fertility, and some women have already gotten pregnant. Are you willing to help me? If you nod, I'll treat you like my wife. I mean it!" Zhao An said, grasping her soft, tender hand.
A hint of surprise flashed across Huo Wenxi's beautiful eyes. After a moment's hesitation, she nodded. "Since you trust me, I'll give it a try. I won't cheat, you can rest assured. I hope you can be honest with me. If I'm not doing well, please tell me. I know you're busy, and I don't mind your lovers. I just hope you can give me a little bit of your sincerity. Just a little bit is enough."
"No problem. These are my obligations, not conditions. You can ask me any questions you have. If you have any problems you can't solve, you can tell me. I'm just an ordinary person, a wealthy ordinary person." Zhao An held Huo Wenxi in his arms, feeling her strong embrace. Unseen, a lewd smile curled the corners of his mouth. This was simply his attempt to use money to smooth the way for a relationship, and it went surprisingly smoothly.
Wenxi Huo had a crush on Zhao An. What girl wouldn't like a handsome and talented guy? Sometimes being together isn't just about money; relationships need a foundation.
Zhao An released his agent and said with a smile, "He's being quite naughty right now. Honey, would you like me to help him deal with it?"
Wenxi Huo gave him a coquettish look. It was rare for the usually demure woman to display such a flirtatious demeanor. She lowered her head, released Zhao An's penis, and then, opening her lips slightly, took the penis in her mouth and began to suck it.
Twenty minutes later, when Wu Wenxi felt her mouth ache, Zhao An suddenly groaned and held her head tightly. Her waist felt numb, and a large amount of semen shot into her mouth. The excess was swallowed by Wu Wenxi.
As soon as he released her, Wu Wenxi covered her mouth and ran to the bathroom to vomit violently. The feeling was truly unbearable. Semen didn't taste good, nor did it smell good; it was fishy and stinky. He kept rinsing his mouth under the faucet in the bathroom.
Zhao An, however, felt refreshed as he put his penis away. It felt really good to defile a woman.
Huo Wenxi soon emerged, her dignified and charming demeanor restored. "Honey, please don't cum in my mouth next time. I always feel like my words have a stench."
Zhao An kissed Huo Wenxi on the lips and said with a smile, "No, I really like it. Now go back. I'll celebrate your birthday with you. I'll go with you to your house to meet your parents when I have time."
This made Huo Wenxi's eyes light up. What could be more sincere than bringing your boyfriend home to meet your parents openly? At least this kind of treatment wasn't something a mistress would receive, and this softened Huo Wenxi's expression. Relationships can be cultivated slowly, and even if they weren't there, it didn't matter.