Nie Yan followed Xie Yao as she showed him around her house. This was the first time he had entered her room. Everything in Xie Yao’s room was neatly arranged, and the air carried a faint, delicate fragrance. The pink warm tones, illuminated by sunlight, created a cozy and warm atmosphere.
Beside the bed was a floor-to-ceiling window. Looking out, one could see the beautiful lake scenery.
Nie Yan walked in and took a look around. On the table were many childhood photos of Xie Yao, each one capturing her delicate and adorable appearance.
Standing beside Nie Yan, Xie Yao happily explained the photos to him. She enjoyed this feeling very much—it felt safe and comforting.
Nie Yan glanced at the table nearby and seemed to catch sight of something he shouldn’t have. There were clothes Xie Yao had just changed out of, including something more intimate: a lacy, semi-transparent pink bra adorned with colorful patterns, looking very delicate. He couldn’t help but imagine Xie Yao’s figure.
Nie Yan gave Xie Yao a sly look. She gasped in surprise, hurriedly gathering the clothes, her face flushed with embarrassment.
At that moment, Xie Yao looked like a startled rabbit, inwardly cursing herself for forgetting to put the clothes away after changing.
Xie Yao bent down and tidied everything up.
Nie Yan recalled the time when they had both gotten drunk and ended up together. Her skin had felt as smooth as silk, leaving a deeply moving impression on him. His heart began to race.
As Xie Yao passed by him, Nie Yan suddenly embraced her. She stiffened, feeling flustered and unsure of what to do. Nie Yan, who often exercised, exuded a firm and steady strength through his muscular arms.
Psychologically, Xie Yao had already accepted Nie Yan.
Holding Xie Yao, Nie Yan felt his heart in turmoil. In his previous life, in countless moments of silent darkness, he had barely clung to survival like a stray dog. Remembering Xie Yao’s smile had been the only warmth he could find amid the bitter cold. Never had he imagined that in this life, he would be able to hold her so close. He still wasn’t strong enough to dominate everyone and everything. He needed to become stronger—until no one could ever stop him from doing anything. Only then would he deserve her!
Xie Yao placed her hands on Nie Yan’s chest. Her gentle and composed demeanor had always given Nie Yan the impression that she was obedient and rarely refused him. Nie Yan, however, didn’t realize that when dealing with others, Xie Yao was quite independent and strong-willed; she only lost her composure when she was with him.
Nie Yan selfishly wanted to claim Xie Yao as his own, but he understood it was still too early. The words spoken by Xie Yi still echoed in his ears—he hadn’t done enough yet.
Xie Yao squirmed slightly in Nie Yan’s arms, her eyes dazed as she gazed at him. She sighed inwardly, perhaps this was fate. If Nie Yan asked for anything at this moment, she wouldn’t have the strength to refuse. Thinking about what might happen next, her heart raced. By now, they should already be considered boyfriend and girlfriend, shouldn’t they?
Though it was still too early to completely claim her, it didn’t stop him from doing other things, Nie Yan thought with a bit of mischief.
“Xie Yao,” Nie Yan whispered softly in her ear.
“Mm,” she murmured in response, resting her head on his chest.
Nie Yan lowered his head and kissed her lips. He walked a few steps forward, guiding her to the bed and gently pushing her down. Memories of the dungeon and the KTV room from their past lives stirred in his mind.
Feeling Nie Yan’s strong body pressing against her, Xie Yao squirmed slightly. However, her movements only heightened Nie Yan’s desire. His right hand slipped under her shirt, caressing her smooth, flat stomach, gradually moving upward until reaching her soft, full breasts, covered only by a thin layer of fabric. At home, Xie Yao dressed casually, making it easy for Nie Yan to slip his hand beneath her clothes. He had always known she had a great figure, but this was the first time he had touched her like this.
Xie Yao let out a soft moan as Nie Yan’s hand moved across her chest, sending waves of tingling sensations through her body. She felt weak and limp, like a pile of soft clay with no strength left.
Nie Yan gently squeezed, letting the soft mounds shift beneath his fingers. One hand could barely contain them. Except for that time in the dungeon, he had never been this intimate with Xie Yao. That time in the dungeon had been in his past life, and the memory had already faded. Now, the sensation felt more vivid than ever.
In his previous life, as “Yaoyao” in the dungeon, she had become intimate with him. What had she been feeling then?
Perhaps she had already realized that staying by Nie Yan’s side would lead nowhere, yet she had still chosen to do so without regret.
Thinking of this, Nie Yan felt a deep sense of emotion from his soul.
His right hand roamed over Xie Yao’s delicate body—her graceful shoulders, smooth and soft skin, trailing down her silky back and lingering on her full, rounded hips. Xie Yao felt his large hand moving over her body, anxious and wanting to grasp onto something, but she was suspended in a state of helplessness, overwhelmed by the sensations.
Xie Yao writhed intensely, suddenly trembling all over, letting out a soft moan as she lost all strength, collapsing onto the bed.
Nie Yan was surprised—she was so sensitive. His hand touched the most private part of her, already wet with arousal.
Xie Yao’s face flushed red, a strong sense of shame rising within her. She quickly sat up, struggling to push Nie Yan away.
“My parents will be back soon. Nie Yan, not now, okay?” Xie Yao pleaded softly. Her face was flushed, and her body felt strange, making it hard for her to speak of such things.
Nie Yan smiled apologetically. He had gone too far. Hearing her gentle voice, a sense of guilt rose in his heart.
“I’m sorry.”
“I’m going to the bathroom,” Xie Yao said, getting up. She felt extremely embarrassed in this situation.
Xie Yao entered the bathroom in the bedroom. Through the frosted glass, Nie Yan could vaguely see her silhouette, and his mind couldn’t help but conjure up some romantic images. He wondered what she was doing at this moment.
After a while, Xie Yao came out of the bathroom, too shy to look Nie Yan in the eyes. Thinking about what had just happened, her heart raced. Would there really come a day when…
Xie Yao’s alluring demeanor made Nie Yan’s heart skip a beat. If he stayed any longer, he feared he wouldn’t be able to control himself anymore, so he said, “How are your parents doing? I should go now.”
“Mm,” Xie Yao nodded, feeling a bit empty inside. She wanted Nie Yan to stay—being alone at home was quite boring. But she also worried that Nie Yan might have more intentions, which made her feel awkward.
Xie Yao accompanied Nie Yan to the garage, where he got into his car.
“Wave goodbye,” Nie Yan smiled, driving the car out of the garage and speeding away.
Back home, Nie Yan suddenly received a call—it was from Tuo Bashi. Nie Yan remembered that he had given Tuo Bashi his number.
“How have you been lately?” Nie Yan asked with a smile.
“Don’t even ask,” Tuo Bashi replied, looking dejected.
“You lost?” Nie Yan asked in surprise. If Tuo Bashi had lost, he probably wouldn’t be standing here chatting so casually.
“When Tuo Bao Hongye sold his shares, several big sharks suddenly showed up, messing everything up and taking the money before leaving. Tuo Bao Hongye is in a tough spot now, and I didn’t gain much either,” Tuo Bashi explained.
Among those sharks was also Nie Yan’s father, who had taken a large sum—no less than a billion dollars.
Nie Yan didn’t understand much about business dealings.
“If you can’t finish him off, once he recovers and launches a counterattack, you’ll be in big trouble,” Nie Yan warned.
“I know, but right now, I don’t have enough strength. Unless I can come up with enough funds for a final blow, otherwise it’s either him or me in the Tuo family,” Tuo Bashi said bitterly. He had secured some funding, but it came with risks—from a North American conglomerate. That guy was too dangerous; he might end up being bitten instead, so Tuo Bashi hesitated to make a decision.
“How much do you need?”
“Not much, just around a billion or so.”
For a big conglomerate like the Tuo family, that wasn’t much. But for Nie Yan’s family, it was a huge amount. Nie’s company had just started to grow, with total assets of only about two or three billion.
“If you’re willing to invest 1.6 billion, I’ll transfer 12% of the Tuo family shares to you. Just make sure you support me, and that’s it. Once I restructure the company, I’m willing to buy back the shares for 3 billion,” Tuo Bashi proposed.
Nie Yan felt a bit dizzy. He didn’t understand capital operations at all, but he could tell Tuo Bashi wanted to use his strength to eliminate Tuo Bao Hongye’s influence and take control of the Tuo family. Although it would cost a lot, for Tuo Bashi, it would definitely be worth it.
“I’ll give you a phone number. Talk to my father about it. I don’t understand business matters. I’ll explain the situation to my father. If the opportunity is right, he might step in,” Nie Yan said, handing Tuo Bashi his father’s number.
For big conglomerates, a billion might not be much, but for the Nie family, it was a matter of life and death.
“Okay.”
Nie Yan chatted with Tuo Bashi for a while. Tuo Bashi had already withdrawn his capital from the game, leaving only Tuo Bao Hongye’s. The worse Tuo Bao Hongye performed in the game, the better it was for Tuo Bashi.
What Nie Yan didn’t realize was that he had unknowingly brought a big deal to his father. As for how to operate it for maximum profit, that was up to them to figure out.
As evening approached, Nie Yan put on his helmet and returned to the game once again.
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