20demayo Chapter 524 Duties That Must Be Fulfilled!
Chapter 524 Duties That Must Be Fulfilled!
Zhong Yuemin smiled silently.
This idea aligns quite well with Qinling's inherent aloofness, pride, somewhat unsociable and unconventional nature.
"So you're planning to... keep singing like this forever?" he asked.
"do not know."
Qin Ling's voice was soft, carrying a clear and serene quality.
"At least for now, I still love it. When I truly lose interest, I'll naturally leave. I don't need to plan or worry too much about the future, and I don't need to scheme. With you, my big boss, around, I'll have no worries about food or clothing, and I won't have to fret about money. 99.99% of the world's troubles can be solved with money."
At least... they won't leave me hungry or cold, right?
Zhong Yuemin tightened his arms around her, his chin resting on the top of her soft hair, and said, half-jokingly and half-seriously:
"Your man has accumulated so much wealth, if you don't have a son or daughter, how will you fight for it for me in the future? Don't you think it's a pity?"
Upon hearing this, Qinling chuckled softly in his arms, the sound like a feather gently brushing against his chest.
"Money is indeed a good thing, but once it exceeds a certain amount, it's not much different from waste paper."
Just like you now, you have so much money, but you're still dressed in 'ragged' clothes? Three meals a day, sleeping at night, it's nothing more than a bed and a quilt... you don't enjoy anything more than others.
The fairest thing about life is that everyone only has one life. Heaven doesn't show any special favor because you're poor or rich!
After speaking, she paused, her tone becoming even softer, yet revealing a kind of worldly-wise detachment:
"You can't take it with you when you're born, and you can't take it with you when you die, so why should I fight for it? I'd rather... enjoy the little bit of happiness I have left on earth than waste my energy on scheming and fighting."
"oops……"
Zhong Yuemin sighed sincerely, with a hint of mockery.
"If everyone in this world were as insightful and open-minded as you, there wouldn't be so many schemes, plots, and deceit..."
As he spoke, he nimbly rolled over and pinned her beneath him once more.
"What are you doing?" the woman exclaimed in surprise, instinctively pushing her hands against the man's firm chest.
Zhong Yuemin lowered his head, his nose almost brushing against hers, a wicked smile on his face that he made no attempt to hide.
"Didn't we say... we should enjoy the happy times we have left on Earth? Then we should... seize every minute and second, right?"
The woman was both embarrassed and annoyed, and said reproachfully, "You...you let me rest for a while...it's only been a short while, and you're already...um..."
The protests were completely swallowed up, turning into a muffled groan, followed by increasingly rapid breathing.
Ultimately, she was powerless to resist and could only succumb to it, drifting along with the tide.
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Next room.
Li Yan had just managed to muster a little bit of sleepiness when she heard noises coming from next door.
At first, there were rustling whispers and soft laughter, followed by the subtle groans of the mattress straining under its weight, mixed with suppressed yet increasingly clear panting...
The noise grew louder and more frequent, like waves of rising seawater, seeping through the walls in successive waves.
How could Li Yan possibly fall asleep?
She turned over and covered her head with the blanket, but the sound seemed to penetrate everywhere. She felt inexplicably hot all over, and even a thin layer of sweat appeared on her forehead.
"These two are really..."
She gritted her teeth in the darkness, feeling both ashamed and angry.
"Can't a person get any sleep?!"
I got out of bed, went to the bathroom, and took a cold shower...
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Early the next morning.
Zhong Yuemin went downstairs feeling refreshed.
Li Yan and her child were already up. She actually wanted to sleep a little longer, but with this little rascal awake, how could she possibly find peace? He started fussing the moment he opened his eyes.
"Uncle! Uncle!"
As soon as the little one saw him, she immediately toddled over on her short legs, hugged his leg, and looked up at him with her big, bright eyes full of expectation.
"Shall we go buy toys again today...?"
Zhong Yuemin chuckled, bent down, and picked him up in his arms:
"All you ever think about is playing. If your mom agrees, Uncle will take you to buy it, okay?"
He'll refuse to take the blame if you try to shift the blame to his mother.
"what?"
The little guy immediately pouted, knowing that the idea was hopeless and that his mother wouldn't easily agree.
Zhong Yuemin didn't say much, but smiled and lifted him high in the air, then gently tossed him a few times. The little guy immediately forgot about the toy and danced with excitement.
"Wow—! I'm flying! Mom, look, I'm flying! Uncle, I want to fly even higher, please throw me a little higher...!"
The father and son laughed and joked in the living room for a while.
Li Yan didn't stop them. Watching the father and son playing, a smile curved her red lips, overflowing with maternal love.
After a while, he came over, looking a little tired.
"Alright, alright, stop fooling around and come eat breakfast."
The little guy slid off Zhong Yuemin's arms in a flash and ran outside:
"Mom, I'm full! I'm going to play with Sister Xiaohong!" In the blink of an eye, she disappeared and went to find the female bodyguard in charge of security.
Li Yan shook her head helplessly, too lazy to care anymore. She ate a lot of snacks every day, and always made excuses about meals, so she had to chase after her to feed her. It was a real headache!
What a mischievous little monkey! He's always causing trouble. I can't exactly keep him tied to my belt and watch him 24/7.
The two walked to the dining table and sat down. Zhong Yuemin noticed that Li Yan had some dark circles under her eyes, and she didn't look very well. She also kept covering her mouth and yawning.
"What's wrong? Didn't you sleep well last night?" He scooped up a spoonful of porridge and asked casually.
Upon hearing this, Li Yan couldn't help but roll her eyes and said irritably, "What do you think? How can I sleep well if I'm not sleeping in the middle of the night?"
Zhong Yuemin chuckled, looking completely innocent.
"You can't blame me for this. They have a need, and I can't just stand by and do nothing. I have to fulfill my 'duty'."
"Pooh!"
Li Yan couldn't help but spit, her face slightly flushed.
"How dare you say that to Qinling's face? 'Duty' my foot... You're just looking out for your own pleasure!"
However, to be fair, she actually quite...approved of her man's "ability" in that area.
At this age, and with so many female confidantes outside, one would expect the firepower to have waned long ago; it's the natural order of things.
But when it comes to this "scoundrel," the rules are reversed. His firepower output... is simply unbelievably fierce, his ammunition depot seems to be unlimited.
It's truly...something you both love and hate!
It seems Qinling won't be getting up anytime soon, just like yesterday. The two chatted as they ate, when Zhu Long and Chang Li drove up.
"elder brother!"
"Brother Zhong!"
"Have you two eaten? If not, just have one!"
The two didn't stand on ceremony and went over to sit down. The servants immediately brought out bowls, chopsticks, and food from the kitchen.
Zhong Yuemin took a sip of porridge and looked up at the two of them:
"You two came over so early this morning, is something wrong?"
"Um, something's come up..."
Zhu Long glanced subconsciously at Li Yan across from him, and seeing her slowly and calmly peeling an egg, he breathed a slight sigh of relief, but his tone was still somewhat hesitant.
"It's... Stanley Prison..."
"Alright, stop stammering," Zhong Yuemin interrupted him casually.
“Your sister-in-law already knew about the Golden Triangle.”
Zhu Long scratched his head, looking embarrassed. He had made up some excuses to cover up his lie, but seeing that Li Yan was indeed just eating her breakfast without even looking up, he felt relieved and his words flowed more smoothly.
"Brother, Mr. Wu's application for medical parole... has been approved."
"Oh?" Zhong Yuemin raised an eyebrow. "So fast? It seems our efforts in smoothing things over weren't in vain."
"Well..." Zhu Long's expression was a bit strange. "Actually, the effort we put in might not have been effective. The hospital's test results are in, and the person is indeed sick."
"What disease?"
"The tumor is on my lung. However, it was discovered early; the doctor said it's still in its early stages, and with prompt treatment..."
The chances are pretty good.
Zhou Changli added from the side, "We... it was all a lucky accident, a stroke of good luck."
Upon hearing this, Zhong Yuemin's face remained expressionless; he simply nodded faintly.
He had actually anticipated this outcome. In his memory, Wu Xihao, the former "Crippled Hao" and a major drug lord, did not enjoy a few years of peace after being released from prison in the early 1990s. He was diagnosed with a terminal illness and eventually died prematurely in pain. His later years were tragic and pitiful.
"Since it's been approved, then we'll proceed according to the rules."
Zhong Yuemin put down his chopsticks, his tone calm.
"We will cover the treatment costs. We will try our best to meet any other reasonable requests the person may have, without violating our principles."
"Understood." Zhu Long nodded immediately in agreement.
After breakfast, Zhong Yuemin followed Zhu Long and Zhou Changli to the group headquarters.
The headquarters building is located in Central, the heart of Hong Kong Island, surrounded by towering skyscrapers, showcasing its prosperity.
The chairman's office on the top floor boasts an exceptional view. Zhong Yuemin stood before the floor-to-ceiling window, overlooking the shimmering Victoria Harbour below, where ships crisscrossed the water, and the outline of the Kowloon Peninsula was clearly visible in the morning light.
A soft knock sounded on the door.
"Enter."
A slender female secretary, dressed in a well-fitting suit skirt, entered gracefully carrying a tray. She gently placed a cup of fragrant, freshly ground coffee on the coffee table beside Zhong Yuemin, her voice soft and pleasant:
"Mr. Zhong, please enjoy your coffee."
He went over and sat down on the sofa. The woman bent over, and the strapless inner lining of her breasts, mostly exposed, swayed and dazzled the eye!
Zhu Long waved his hand at his female secretary:
"You go out first, I'll call you if there's anything."
"Okay, Mr. Zhu."
The female secretary gave a slight bow, turned around, and walked gracefully out of the office, gently closing the door behind her.
As soon as the person left, Zhong Yuemin picked up his coffee, took a sip, and unconsciously frowned slightly. It was a bit bitter. He put down the cup, turned his gaze to Zhu Long, and stared at him without blinking.
Zhu Long felt uncomfortable under his gaze and touched his face.
"Brother, why are you staring at me like that? Is there... something on my face?"
Zhong Yuemin didn't respond to the question, but instead asked:
"Zhu Long, you have two kids now, right? Is your eldest already in elementary school?"
"Huh?" Zhu Long was taken aback, not understanding why he suddenly asked this. "Yeah, the eldest is already in fifth grade, what's wrong, bro?"
Zhong Yuemin was silent for two seconds before uttering three words: "Take it easy."
He left it at that. After all, he himself was surrounded by beautiful women, so he really had no right or position to say more.
Zhu Long was taken aback at first, then realized what was going on and quickly waved his hand to explain, "Brother, what are you thinking! She's just a secretary, it's a normal working relationship, there's really nothing else going on!"
"Then why are you dressed up so flamboyantly?" Zhong Yuemin's tone was calm, but it carried a hint of admonition. "This is a legitimate company, not a karaoke bar or nightclub. You need to pay attention to your image."
Zhu Long scratched his head awkwardly: "Okay, bro, I got it. I'll talk to her later and tell her to dress... more modestly."
Zhou Changli, standing to the side, couldn't help but laugh out loud, teasingly saying:
“Brother Zhong, you have no idea, Zhu Long’s wife is really something! Even if you put a naked young woman in his arms, he would only dare to look at her, and he would tremble when he tries to hold her hand.”
"Go away! Stop insulting me!" Zhu Long blushed. "Who's a coward? I... I'm just being family-oriented! Respecting my wife!"
“Chang Li,” Zhong Yuemin turned the conversation back to Zhou Changli, his tone teasing.
"Don't laugh at Zhu Long. What about you? You're not getting any younger, and you're still not married. What's wrong? Is there something wrong with your body... or are you just not interested in women?"
"Brother, you've underestimated Chang Li!"
Zhu Long immediately perked up, leaning closer to Zhong Yuemin with an expression of sharing gossip, and lowered his voice.
"This guy is quite the womanizer! He changes women all the time, models, actresses, minor celebrities... quite a few. Of course, let me make it clear, it's all consensual, he's never forced anyone."
"Zhu Long, don't talk nonsense!" Zhou Changli retorted, somewhat embarrassed.
"We were...discussing art, art, you know?"
Zhong Yuemin smiled and patted Zhou Changli's thigh:
“I don’t care what you’re discussing, whether it’s art or life. If you meet the right person, settle down and start a family. How much longer can you ‘discuss’ at your age? You’re a billionaire now, what if one day… you’re gone, but the money is still there, wouldn’t it all go to someone else? It’s not like you can’t find someone who cares about you.”
The three men were huddled together having a private conversation when there was a light knock on the office door, which was then pushed open.
Larissa walked in.
The foreign woman wore a well-tailored business suit that accentuated her shapely figure. Her signature long, golden waves cascaded over her shoulders. She was voluptuous but not at all bulky, with just the right amount of curves. Her long, slender legs had smooth lines, her waist and abdomen were flat and firm, and her face was wrinkle-free, fair and toned, clearly showing that she took excellent care of herself.
She walked straight to Zhong Yuemin's side and sat down next to him naturally, without any sense of formality.
Zhong Yuemin turned to look at her: "Didn't you say you were in Thailand discussing business? Why did you suddenly come back?"
“If you’ve reached an agreement beforehand, come back soon.” Larissa’s bright blue eyes stared intently at him, a hint of reproach in them.
"What, you don't welcome my early return?"