Arriving at the bedroom that Zhang Meixia was talking about, An Jingxing saw that a change of clothes had been prepared and placed on the bed as soon as she entered the room. She glanced at the bathroom, where there was a gorgeous cat-foot bathtub in a classic European style.
It's really luxurious. It seems that the man spent a lot of money here for her.
Yes, she was just one of the women he invested in, right? Picking up the silk that felt so good on the bed, she walked into the bathroom with a somewhat self-deprecating smile.
And over there, since An Jingxing left the table, Tang Qianrong also put down his chopsticks and stopped eating.
Zhang Meixia saw that her handsome nephew had lost his appetite for the first time at her dining table, so she couldn't help but smile, poured him a glass of water, and placed it next to her palm.
"Although you look good, I don't think there's anything special about her. How could I be so obsessed with you? I've heard that you've been hanging around a girl lately, so seeing her in real life is really a bit unexpected."
As a nephew, she grew up bearing the heavy expectations of her sister since she was a child. The growth process was not easy, and she spent almost all of her childhood in the library.
Fortunately, my sister had a good life, and her son rarely resisted her since he was a child. He was so ambitious that he took over all the family's property at a young age and carried it forward.
Within five years, the property left by his brother-in-law more than tripled. In the sixth year, the company's total revenue exceeded 10 billion, making it one of the world's top 100 companies.
If it weren't for this capable nephew, she might not be able to live such a comfortable and comfortable life. Zhang Meixia knew this very well, so she never meddle in other people's affairs and just lived her own happy life.
Because he is young and has a similar affinity with his nephew, his nephew has liked to come to my place as a guest occasionally since college, and he will occasionally talk to me about his concerns that he doesn't want to tell others.
Because of this, over the years, even if others have no relationship with this nephew, I am still quite close to him.
After hearing Zhang Meixia's words, Tang Qianrong did not answer immediately.
It wasn't until a while later that he put down the sandalwood chopsticks in his hand and whispered, "Auntie, she is the woman who gave birth to my child in China."
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An Jingxing has wanted to take a bath in a cat-foot bathtub a long time ago, because many beauties in American TV series bathe in this type of bath, but she has never had the chance. Today, she saw it for the first time, so she stayed in it for a while longer.
After running, take a shower, wash, dry your hair, and change clothes.
When she walked out of the bathroom, it was almost ten o'clock. She was going to fly to Bern with that man tomorrow. She should have gone to sleep now, but she lay on the bed tossing and turning for a long time, but she couldn't fall asleep.
That man...really went to the bedroom next door?
This question vaguely appeared in her mind, and even though she knew there was no answer other than affirmative, she couldn't help but feel her heart beat faster.
After that night, she would dream about some sporadic scenes at midnight from time to time, which seemed to be the memories of that night, so hot and ambiguous that she blushed.
She thought she was not a **** slut, but the memory of that night still lingered in her mind, maybe because she saw that man kissing me with his other mistress tonight.
reason.
Just the thought that the two of them might be doing that kind of thing in the room next to hers kept her awake.
