Villain: Starting as a Corrupt Tycoon's Wife

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"I was busy just now."

Ling Yun stroked her pretty face, but the female CEO grabbed his hand and pressed his warm hand tightly against her face: "Couldn't you have just said something? Do you know how scared we were!"

The young man hugged her, kissed her soft lips, and then looked at Bai Xin with an unfriendly expression: "Come here."

Bai Xin was timid and hesitant, and Ling Yun could guess that she must have recognized him in the live broadcast room and then notified the other women.

After he hung up on Ling Shuang, the women were all worried and dared not approach the girls' school, so they all gathered at the villa to wait for his safe return.

Bai Ning grabbed her daughter's hand: "It has nothing to do with Xin'er. I took it upon myself to tell them."

Fang Muqing brushed her face with her hand, thinking, "Why is this silly girl jumping out and causing trouble at this time?"

"Come on, come on, let's all go inside. It's cold outside."

After entering the house, seeing the women sitting around the sofa, Ling Yun smiled and sat down between the two Bai women.

"Don't look so sullen, everyone. We have a new member today, so let's welcome him."

"Honey, is it that female ghost from the teachers' college?"

Bai Xin perked up at this moment, and Ling Yun tapped her on the head, causing the girl to rub her head and cry out in pain.

The overhead light flickered, and then two female ghosts appeared in the middle of the room.

"Her name was Zhang Xiaoya, and she was only 19 years old when she died."

The women held their breath, and countless eyes turned to the beautiful female ghost.

Zhang Xiaoya never expected to see so many beautiful women at Ling Yun's house!

She was originally very confident in her appearance and figure, and no one in the entire school could compare to her. But now, even a beauty of her caliber wouldn't make a splash in Ling Yun's harem.

Although they both look very young, judging from their appearance and intimacy, there are two pairs of exceptional mother-daughter pairs here that are rarely seen elsewhere!

One pair were tall, voluptuous blonde beauties, and the other pair were gentle beauties with a Jiangnan (southern China) flair.

Besides, the other women in the room were all different shapes and sizes, each with a captivating charm and appearance.

Zhang Xiaoya couldn't tell their professions yet, but as each of the beauties introduced themselves, she learned a little about them.

“Zhang Xiaoya,” the purple-haired beauty called out her name. “Although you just arrived today, there is one lesson you must learn if you want to truly integrate into our group.”

The woman rose and knelt before Ling Yun, then, in front of all the women, untied the ribbons from her shoulders.

As the skirt slipped down, her proud breasts, enough to suffocate Ling Yun, were exposed to the air.

"The name of this class is..."

With her slender fingers, she unzipped the young man's jacket and wrapped Xiao Lingyun in her abundant bounty.

Good things should be shared.

Chapter 123 The Treasure Appraisal Genius

As night deepened and most people drifted off to sleep, Lingyun's villa was far more bustling than during the day.

All sorts of beauties gathered inside, and the remaining fabric on their bodies wasn't even enough to make a bath towel.

Their figures were lying everywhere—on the sofa, coffee table, chairs, and the floor. Without exception, the fallen women all carried that strong, pungent, and strange fragrance.

The two mothers were already exhausted, leaning against the sofa, breathing rapidly, their ample breasts swaying with each breath.

Their daughters were lying side by side on the opposite sofa, their four little hands gripping the back of the sofa, enduring the young man's whipping from behind.

Ling Yun slapped the snowy buttocks in front of him with one hand, his waist and abdomen constantly exerting force, while his other hand explored the gentle embrace of the girl on his right, stimulating her special spot that had already been discovered.

Ling Shuang rested her forehead on her arm. She wanted Ling Yun to slow down. This guy had no sense of chivalry. How could an ordinary person like her with no cultivation withstand his onslaught?

But the reason she didn't say it was because, overwhelmed by the stinging pain in her buttocks and the dual sensations in her heart, she was too overwhelmed by pleasure to speak.

A jolt of electricity coursed through her heart, and Ling Shuang jerked her head back, her red lips slightly parted, her little tongue trembling between them.

Ling Yun knew she was almost there, so he slapped Bai Xin's pert bottom, then grabbed the female CEO's arm and slammed her against the ground, sending her to the other side.

Ling Yun put Ling Shuang down, scooped up the girl, and began to thrust into her while holding her.

Zhang Xiaoya held Dong Xiaodie's hand tightly, looking at the scene before her with a sense of helplessness.

"Xiaodie, bring Xiaoya over here!"

Ling Yun spoke, and Dong Xiaodie immediately set off, pulling the weak-legged Zhang Xiaoya along as they floated over.

"Open your mouth!"

Her red veil moved without wind, revealing her stunningly beautiful face.

The dancing spirit beside him was also seeing her appearance for the first time. In the instant she was amazed, the young man in front of her also reached his limit.

Warm, white liquid poured over them. Before Zhang Xiaoya could react, she saw the ghost in the wedding dress swallow all of it and even look like she was enjoying it.

She felt the benefits of milk for her ghostly body, but in the short time she was stunned, she was covered in it.

The girl in the young man's arms looked at the possessions that should have been hers, and lay weakly against him, saying, "Bad...bad husband...you didn't...leave any for me..."

"anything else!"

The Lingyun sword was sheathed, allowing her lower mouth to savor the experience.

Gollum~

Zhang Xiaoya swallowed the milk in her mouth, and after feeling the slight increase in strength, a flash of scarlet appeared in her eyes.

I want more!

She frantically absorbed the substances on her body, as if she had been starving for a long time and suddenly had food, until she had devoured them all.

Her resentment did not disappear; it was only temporarily suppressed after Ling Yun helped her put on her dancing shoes. Once it had an outlet, it would burst forth, releasing a ghostly aura even more terrifying than before!

Seeing the longing in her eyes, Ling Yun inserted the thick straw into her mouth.

Zhang Xiaoya greedily sucked on the thick milk, and at a certain moment, her affection for Ling Yun broke through the 90 mark.

While Lingyun was indulging in passionate lovemaking with the women, a late-night program quietly began airing.

"Let's welcome Teacher Fan Haixin!"

The host turned around, and the camera focused on a seemingly kind-looking older man.

Teacher Fan's real name wasn't originally this. It's just that he often said things like "This is new, brand new, meaninglessly new" to those stubborn old folks who were holding onto "antiques" from "last week" during TV shows and offline appraisals, which repeatedly broke their defenses. As a result, he was jokingly called Fan Hai "New" by netizens.

Besides him, there was also a young man of about eighteen or nineteen years old with him today.

When the first guest appraiser came up with his family's "heirloom" treasure, before Teacher Fan could even speak, the young man began to examine the treasure closely.

Teacher Fan wasn't angry at all. Instead, he cheerfully introduced the new treasure appraisal genius to the host and audience: "This is my newly discovered treasure appraisal genius. Don't underestimate him because of his young age. His skills are almost catching up with mine. When I was his age, I didn't even know what antiques were!"

"Teacher Fan, what's this handsome young man's name?" the host asked tactfully.

"My name is Tong Rui, Tong as in fairy tale, and Rui as in sharp eyes!"

Tong Rui put down the items in his hands and shook his head at the guest in front of him: "Your item has been out of the kiln for less than three weeks."

"How is that possible!" the old man exclaimed excitedly. "This is a family heirloom, passed down from my grandfather's generation!"

Tong Rui, speechless, flipped the porcelain over and pointed to the words on the back with his fingernail: "Grandpa, take a good look, it says 'Microwave Oven Only' on it!"

The old man snatched the treasure, carefully wiped the surface of the porcelain with a handkerchief, and then said to Tong Rui, "Young man, don't worry about what's written on it, take a look at the glaze first!"

Because the "Huashan Treasure Appraisal" program is broadcast live, and this old man was indeed very entertaining, his memes quickly became popular on the internet.

Tong Rui, who helped the old man appraise his treasures, also gained some popularity.

After the old man left, other guests brought their treasures onto the stage one after another. Some were real, some were fake, and ordinary people had no way of telling the difference.

After the show's recording ended, the director invited them to have a meal together.

The large table of people consisted mostly of staff members from the show; apart from Tong Rui, they were all quite familiar with each other.

Tong Rui appeared somewhat reserved. He whispered something to Fan Haixin, who understood. When the event ended, the two approached the director.

"You want me to help you find someone?" The director sized up Tong Rui, then looked at Fan Haixin. "Sure, I have some connections in the capital. What's that person's name?"

"Uh, I don't know..."

“It’s okay, just tell me what he looks like, and I can help you find him.”

Tong Rui told the director about how he was saved by a handsome older woman, and also described what she looked like.

"Over 1.7 meters tall, with a very handsome appearance, but not a tomboy... Is she near Yujing International?"

"Yes, yes, yes!" Tong Rui nodded vigorously. "That lady was very skilled. I didn't even see how she did it, but she took down those thugs!"

"A martial artist!" the director immediately realized.

The villas at Yujing International are residences of the capital's wealthy, and are quite expensive. Martial arts families, on the other hand, prefer to live in mansions or estates and would not choose this location.

According to Tong Rui, the skilled female martial artist was very likely a private bodyguard for one of the employers in the villa area!

With this direction, the search became much easier. The two exchanged contact information, and the director promised to help him find it as soon as possible and contact him by phone.

Tong Rui was extremely grateful. As he was leaving, the director patted him on the shoulder with a smile. Judging from today's show's ratings and online comments, this was no treasure-hunting genius, but rather his own treasure trove!

"Xiao Tong, would you be interested in becoming a regular guest on our show?"

Chapter 124 Morning at the Villa

After a night of frenzy, even Ling Yun, with his current physique, felt somewhat strained.

As the number of women increases in the future, the Marrow Cleansing Realm will become somewhat insufficient.

However, with such frequent dual cultivation, Ling Yun successfully broke through from the early stage of Marrow Cleansing to the middle stage, and his abundant vitality also increased.

After Dong Xiaodie and Zhang Xiaoya consummated their relationship on the night of the full moon, Dong Xiaodie had the ability to serve him in bed at night. However, Zhang Xiaoya was not quite up to the task. His extremely masculine and virile physique was too powerful, and even the mere friction on the outer surface was enough to make Wu Ling feel a stinging pain.

Lingyun took his time with her, and also let her learn some oral skills from the women. Overall, her performance was mediocre.

Ling Yun still thinks highly of Zhang Xiaoya. After all, dancers are different from ordinary women; they can unlock many different poses, and doing the splits is something they can do with ease.

Fang Muqing is currently persuading the members of her harem to practice yoga with her, so that they will be able to serve Ling Yun better in the future.

As sunlight streamed through the gaps in the curtains and onto the bed, Zhang Xiaoya slightly opened her eyes.

Smelling the alluring scent in the air, and looking at the somewhat unfamiliar large bed and the jade-like bodies lying around her, she turned over and gazed at the chandelier on the ceiling.

Suddenly, she grinned.

The feeling of freedom is wonderful!

Unfortunately, she didn't know how terrifying she looked. After being a ghost for several years, it would be quite difficult for her to suddenly become a human again.

Unlike Dong Xiaodie, who usually covered her face with a red veil so that no one could see her expression.

"what!"

A scream shattered the silence of the morning, startling the beauties awake.

"what happened?"

Ling Yun embraced the dazed Ling Shuang, who was also unaware of what had happened.

"Sorry, sorry!" Tao Yuting was embarrassed. When she woke up, she caught a glimpse of Zhang Xiaoya's wide smile, and before she could react, she screamed in fright.

Zhang Xiaoya's smile faded: "Sorry, I forgot."

"No, no, no, it's all my fault for being too timid."

Tao Yuting felt even more embarrassed and quickly squeezed through the white, fleshy waves to stand in front of the girl.

She's a university professor, and now she treats Zhang Xiaoya no differently than she would her own student. Her talent doesn't seem particularly outstanding, but just like her name suggests, it's subtle and pervasive, able to quietly influence others with her emotions.

The other women were exhausted from the previous night and went back to sleep as soon as they found out everything was alright, while the young girl's smile returned to her face thanks to the beautiful teacher's gentle words.

This time, however, her smile was "normal".

Ling Yun had already had a good sleep. Not seeing the mature maid in the room, he knew she had gone to make breakfast, so he went to the kitchen.

Ling Lan and he were of one mind. In a situation like last night, the maid wasn't worried about Ling Yun's predicament at all; she was only thinking that they would most likely need to add another pair of chopsticks in the future.

Good morning, baby.

He hugged Ling Lan from behind, who was wearing a naked apron, his heat pressing against her lower back.

The maid meticulously carried out her work, leaning back and pressing her upper body down.