After Zhao An emerged, Zhang Qiaorong glanced at her watch, a handmade piece worth over 800,000 yuan. "You're quite fast. I think that woman's voice is almost gone."
"It's her fighting ability, not her speed. You're all full and satisfied, why aren't you leaving? Why aren't you trying to make money or enjoying your life as a rich young lady? Waiting for love?" Zhao An lit a cigarette and took a delightful puff. It was so refreshing! One cigarette afterward, and I felt happier than a god!
"Haha, I don't believe in love. All marriages are just for the sake of convenience." Zhang Qiaorong picked up her red wine glass and shook it a few times. She crossed her legs, her high heels dangling from her toes, looking incredibly frivolous.
You know, she'd driven here wearing sneakers before, but she changed into high heels as soon as she got out of the car. Most women wouldn't bother changing shoes if they weren't strong-willed.
"I'm suddenly curious. Won't conflicts break out between the families involved in the marriage? So, how will the woman who marries into the marriage stand? Will she support the family she marries into, or her own family?" Zhao An asked, suddenly curious. This was indeed a question.
"It depends on the individual. If you're rooted there, you'll support that family. If you just go with the flow, you'll support your own family. But generally, you won't marry back later. It rarely happens. Business partnerships aren't so easy to break apart. Even marriages involve some kind of alliance. As for other areas, the usual struggles will continue. Just like in the real estate industry, they'll jointly develop a property, while in the transportation industry, they'll fight tooth and nail. I'm curious, are you the illegitimate child of some powerful family?" Zhang Qiaorong's beautiful eyes narrowed slightly, a hint of doubt and curiosity lingering.
"You're overthinking it. I'm just an ordinary person. If you want to find a so-called illegitimate child, look for someone else, not me." Zhao An waved his hand. What a joke! If he were a rich second-generation, he'd be smoking, drinking, playing cards in a club, and having sex with prostitutes who were ridden by thousands of men, living a decadent and boring life.
"Haha, I'm looking forward to it. If you want to continue climbing the ladder, you'll eventually infringe upon the interests of those families. You can only forge your own path, forcing yourself to forge a path that's bound to be fraught with obstacles," Zhang Qiaorong advised, seemingly goading her. "If you can create a family consortium, that would be a feat, but first, you need to determine how long you can protect the family."
"Are you expecting me to create a new consortium and then pocket you two? I don't think that's necessary. I'll do my own thing, and they'll make theirs. Even if I give it to them, they can't make the money I earn. These days, no one thinks this is the only way to make money in the world, right? Wake up, this is a modern society." Zhao An's expression was playful, but he took it seriously.
Zhang Qiaorong was right. If things continued to develop, they would sooner or later clash with those established consortiums. The Tang Group was a case in point, but Tang Bing's background was shady, and he was defeated before he could even make a move. It could be said that the other side had already been defeated before the direct confrontation even began. There wasn't even a single fighter left.
"You're overthinking it. Wait until you're capable. I'm full, take your time. Shall I give you a ride? Your woman probably doesn't have the energy to drive anymore." Zhang Qiaorong flicked her hair. She wasn't interested in marriage; she'd rather be a lesbian with a woman.
"Okay, that's a bother." Zhao An wasn't embarrassed. They'd been in the bathroom for nearly half an hour, and Zhang Qiaorong and the others had listened to nearly half an hour of erotic drama. The other party didn't care, so why should he? As long as he wasn't embarrassed, then the others would be.
Getting in Zhang Qiaorong's sports car, Zhao An arrived at Huang Lin's house. He helped Huang Lin into the house, and the sports car sped off behind them. A bootlicker?
When they arrived at the house, they spotted Xie Mei watching TV on the sofa. Xie Mei was still dressed in her home clothes. Her company had been shut down, and Xie Mei's company was the only one not implicated. Because she was unemployed, Xie Mei had time to watch TV at home and experience the life of a wealthy wife.
"What's wrong, Xiaolin?" Xie Mei stood up and asked with concern. "Hello, Young Master An." She didn't dare look at Zhao An, fearing he'd be noticed.
Zhao An took a look at his mother-in-law's voluptuous figure. She was plump, with large breasts that stretched her clothes to the brim. Her hips were so large that after she sat down and stood up again, her skirt got caught between her buttocks, making her look extremely lewd.
"Mom, I'm fine. I just need some rest." Huang Lin's condition wasn't serious; she was slowly recovering. She'd been well fed and didn't have any sensual thoughts. Women are emotional creatures. Sometimes they can hold back for long periods of time, and sometimes they can be incredibly unrestrained. It all depends on her mood.
"Yes, Auntie, I'll just help her back to her room to rest." Zhao An hurriedly dragged Huang Lin into the bathroom. Soon, the sound of flesh colliding could be heard again, but this time it was Huang Lin begging for mercy. "Ouch... Husband... Wrong place... Ah, that's the asshole... Ouch, it hurts... Ah... Ouch..."
The agonizing cries made the evil spirits outside a little nervous. Asshole fucking? What kind of fucking was that? Even though Xie Mei was experienced, she'd always had proper sex, using traditional positions. She'd never tried anything this exciting and novel.
Another half hour later, Zhao An emerged from the shower, refreshed. Huang Lin, on the other hand, collapsed on the floor, her pink anus open, revealing a bottomless hole from which streams of thick, white semen gushed out. It was obvious she'd been creampied during anal sex, all of it in her asshole!
Xie Mei felt a little embarrassed. This was the second time she'd heard her daughter having sex with her man, and it left her feeling awkward. "Auntie, I'm leaving now. You can help look after Huang Lin later," Zhao An smiled.
"I understand. I'll see you off," Xie Mei said, her head lowered. She walked ahead and was soon embraced by Zhao An. He rubbed his large cock against her hips for a while, then released her just as she was about to scream, leaving her feeling a pang of resentment at being toyed with.