Chapter 902: Overwhelmed by Jealousy

Chapter 902: Chapter 902: Overwhelmed by Jealousy

"Mr. Yang, can we exchange contact information?"

Yan Shiyu took out a business card from her bag and handed it to Yang Cheng, smiling as she looked at him, "I studied pharmaceutical biology abroad and I’m very interested in the medicines you developed. I hope I can consult you on some medical issues in the future."

Yang Cheng accepted the business card and then directly gave her his phone number.

Yan Shiyu saved the number and then turned to Kong Lingwen, "General Manager Kong, I’m really sorry for today’s events. I promise not to let Yan Siming bother you again."

"It’s alright."

Kong Lingwen smiled slightly, but there wasn’t a trace of humor in her eyes.

After exchanging a few more pleasantries with Yan Shijie and Yan Shiyu, they turned and left.

After the banquet ended, the four of them walked out of the banquet hall and quickly got into the car.

The car slowly drove out of the hotel, and Kong Lingwen leaned back in her seat, looking somewhat upset.

"What’s wrong?"

Yang Cheng asked.

"It’s nothing."

Kong Lingwen shook her head, "I just feel like the Yan siblings are not simple. They’re always smiling, but they give off a very cunning impression."

Yang Cheng nodded, "You’re right, Yan Shijie seems polite on the surface, but there’s calculation in his eyes. Yan Shiyu too—suddenly wanting to exchange contact information, she must have an agenda. You’d better not interact with them when I’m not around, and be on your guard in the future."

Kong Lingwen nodded, leaning wearily on his shoulder.

Yang Cheng sensed her discomfort, feeling a bit guilty. When Yan Siming mentioned the hotel incident just now, though Kong Lingwen defended him in public, she must have been somewhat displeased inside.

Tonight, he might really need to make it up to her.

By the time they returned to the Kong Family Villa, it was already past nine in the evening.

Kong Lingwen got out of the car first and walked straight inside.

Yang Cheng and Feng Jiuge exchanged a glance and quickly followed, feeling somewhat anxious.

When the two of them walked into the bedroom, Kong Lingwen shut the door and turned to look at him, her beautiful eyes carrying a hint of scrutiny.

"Yang Cheng, weren’t you treating Miss Jiang in Linzhou? How come you ended up in a hotel with two women, and even got seen?"

Hearing that, Yang Cheng hurried to explain: "I was with Miss Jiang at that time, mainly to extract Rabbit Source Qi. You know that extracting Source Energy requires intimate contact, and it would have been too conspicuous at the Jiang Family residence. I was worried Miss Jiang would feel embarrassed, so I took her to a hotel instead."

"Afterward, the Blood Soul Curse inside me started to spread. Feng Jiuge arrived in time to help suppress it, but my True Qi was depleting too quickly, so I spent the whole night with both of them."

"It wasn’t that my legs were weak the next morning. It was because the Blood Soul Curse absorbed my True Qi, leaving me too weak. You know my strength—one night wouldn’t tire me out, not a chance."

Kong Lingwen rolled her eyes, snorting coldly, "Narcissist! Try not to use hotels in the future. Even if you have to, avoid being seen. If someone takes pictures, it’ll be hard to explain today’s incident."

"I got it! Please don’t be mad at me, dear, okay?"

Yang Cheng suddenly moved closer, his breath hot, pressing Kong Lingwen down on the bed.

His kisses were overwhelming, his tongue exploring every inch of her mouth, leaving no corner untouched. It wasn’t long before Kong Lingwen surrendered.

His burning hands slipped inside her clothes, easily tearing open her dress to reveal large areas of fair skin. He immediately held her soft, full breasts and began to knead.

"Mmm..."

His palms were hot, sending a shiver through Kong Lingwen’s body. A tingling sensation spread all over her, leading her to moan with pleasure as warmth flowed.

Her breasts were kneaded into various shapes, and Kong Lingwen, already highly driven by desire, felt herself melt, emitting uncontrollable whimpers.

Her body too empty to resist, she instinctively writhed, opening her long legs and rubbing against Yang Cheng’s body.

So much wanted!

Kong Lingwen’s eyes were sultry, she grabbed Yang Cheng’s belt and started to pull.

Normally, Yang Cheng didn’t wear belts, so Kong Lingwen wasn’t accustomed to it. She pulled hard, only to tighten the grip further.

"Pfft!"

Yang Cheng couldn’t help but laugh, then leaned over to her ear, whispering, "Don’t hurry, let me."

"Who says I’m in a hurry?"

Kong Lingwen retorted, her cheeks flushing.

"That makes me eager. I want you quickly."

As he spoke, Yang Cheng unbuckled the belt with one hand, took off his pants and shirt, and undressed Kong Lingwen, pressing down on her again.

"Yang Cheng, let’s go a few more times tonight. You’re leaving soon, I have to satisfy you."

Kong Lingwen placed her hands around his neck, speaking with a solemn expression.

Yang Cheng was again amused, scratching her nose teasingly, "Are you sure you can handle it? I hope you won’t be begging for mercy later."

"It’s okay, I’ll take a leave tomorrow. After we part, who knows how long it’ll be before you return. I don’t know how I’ll get through these long, endless nights."

She sighed, having been fully indulged by Yang Cheng. Once apart from him, sleepless nights of burning desire plagued her.

"Alright! I’ll satisfy you!"

Yang Cheng said, thrusting in abruptly.

"Ahh..."

Kong Lingwen let out a muffled moan. Fortunately, her body was prepared, otherwise, such a fierce entry might have harmed her.

Yang Cheng held down her left leg, lifting the other onto his shoulder, then began a vigorous assault, striking deep with each thrust.

"Ahh... mm... you’re amazing!"

Kong Lingwen trembled with pleasure, her moans breaking.

She hadn’t expected Yang Cheng to be so intense from the start, regretting her earlier words—they only incited him.

Several times Kong Lingwen felt on the brink of being overwhelmed, the intense waves of pleasure carried her repeatedly to the peak.

Seeing her dazed, looking thoroughly taken advantage of, Yang Cheng curled his lips into a mischievous smile, flipping her over to enter from behind.

"I can’t take it anymore! Honey... let me rest for a bit."

In the end, Kong Lingwen couldn’t bear it anymore, pleading for mercy.

Yang Cheng ignored her, continuing with quick and forceful movements, the room filled with slaps and their gasps.

The night was long, their entwinement lasting until dawn, Kong Lingwen’s body covered with suggestive red marks.

Not until she was thoroughly exhausted and fell into a deep sleep did Yang Cheng gently get up, carrying her to take a quick bath, before cradling her blissfully to sleep.

The next morning, when Yang Cheng woke up, he found several unread messages on his phone.

He opened them, finding messages from Yan Shiyu.

"Good morning, Mr. Yang. Do you have time today? I’d like to invite you for a cup of coffee to discuss some medical issues."

Yang Cheng frowned, not replying.

This woman, after just getting his contact information yesterday, already wanted to meet today. It was a bit too eager.

He didn’t respond, setting his phone aside before heading for his morning routine.