I am not just a tycoon

Impossible, right?

Zeng Xianyong couldn't be sure because he was nearsighted and was looking from a distance of sixty or seventy meters.

Besides, Lin Yuchang had always been honest and upright, maintaining a distance from other men throughout their years of marriage.

Maybe he was overthinking it; there were so many people who looked alike from the back—it was quite normal to find a woman resembling his wife.

Once he finished helping the client check in, he would make a call to confirm his suspicion.

Zeng Xianyong silently thought to himself.

Meanwhile, Lin Yuchang had already taken the elevator up to the 45th floor and arrived at the suite's door.

After ringing the doorbell, Shen Yuan soon came out to open the door.

Lin Yuchang looked around like a spy, making sure no one was around before entering the room.

Shen Yuan couldn't help but want to laugh, "Why are you sneaking around like a thief."

"I'm not like you—I'm not unmarried."

Lin Yuchang hung up her bag, tossed her hair back, and let out a sigh, "If my husband saw this, I'd be dead, you have no idea the risk I'm taking."

"Wouldn't it be better if he found out?"

Shen Yuan said with a teasing smile, "That way, revenge would be even more satisfying."

"If evidence was found, I'd lose the advantage in the division of assets."

Lin Yuchang shook her head slightly, then said thoughtfully, "Instead, it would be better to let him find out about the affair right after finalizing the divorce. That way, I could have my revenge and maximize my benefits."

"I didn't realize you were so naughty."

Shen Yuan gave her an amused glance.

"I am not."

With a coquettish retort, Lin Yuchang then took a black piece of clothing out of her bag, "I'm going to change."

"Go ahead."

Shen Yuan patted her buttocks; she had a well-maintained figure, with firm and soft buttocks that jiggled like a balloon when he slapped them.

Five minutes later, Lin Yuchang emerged from the dressing room with a blush on her face.

Shen Yuan's eyes lit up; it was the same outfit she had sent him pictures of that morning.

The fabric was brocade satin, silky to the touch, with her rounded bust partly exposed, stimulating Shen Yuan's senses.

The sides featured high slits, revealing her thighs while partially obscuring the triangle zone and her buttocks, leading to endless fantasies.

Furthermore, she wore knee-high lacy black stockings on her fair, smooth legs—Shen Yuan hadn't seen Mrs. Lin wear such attire before.

Shen Yuan lifted his head to look at her, "Turn around for me."

"Okay."

Lin Yuchang sat beside Shen Yuan and slowly turned her body to showcase her beautiful back.

Indeed, the outfit was marvelous, not just well-designed at the front but also impressive at the back, clearly suitable for various purposes.

"Shen Yuan, do you... like it?"

Lin Yuchang turned her head, her cheeks tinged with layers of red.

She couldn't believe that after only knowing Shen Yuan for a little over a month, she had already gone so far? Not only proactively engaging but also preparing such clothes.

She had never done this before and used to consider these actions as tasks to be completed.

Now, it seemed as if an attribute that had been repressed for many years was suddenly being activated.

Shen Yuan's fingertips gently glided over her back, and he let out a playful chuckle, "This isn't enough."

"Hm?"

Lin Yuchang looked at him, her heartbeat accelerating, "What else do you want?"

Shen Yuan leaned close to her ear and commanded, "Kneel."

"Kneel?"

What kind of request was that? Lin Yuchang trembled slightly, confirming whether she heard correctly.

"Yes."

Shen Yuan nibbled on her earlobe, his tone leaving no room for doubt.

Lin Yuchang bit her lip, hesitating for a moment, but eventually knelt on the carpet and then looked up at Shen Yuan.

"Is this... okay?"

Lin Yuchang suddenly felt an unprecedented sense of shame; this relationship didn't seem like an equal exchange between a man and a woman, but rather like a pet trying to please and gratify its owner.

But... she found herself somewhat enjoying it, feeling a little thrill.

What was this?

Shen Yuan still shook his head, "It's still not enough."

Lin Yuchang bit her red lip, "Then... what do you want?"

Shen Yuan gave her a look; Lin Yuchang's expression was very interesting, with a hint of indignation and reluctance, but her eyes also faintly revealed a hint of desire.

He spread his hands behind his back, looking down, "You should understand."

A flash of shame crossed Lin Yuchang's face, yet driven by inner desire, she reached out with both hands.

Lin Yuchang awkwardly...

"Hiss..."

Shen Yuan inhaled sharply, tilting his head back involuntarily.

At that moment, the phone suddenly rang with a "ding-a-ling", startling Lin Yuchang, who quickly looked up.

Lin Yuchang picked up the phone to see; it was a call from Zeng Xianyong.

Shouldn't he be with a client at this time? Why would he suddenly call?

Lin Yuchang felt a knot in her stomach and gestured "shush" to Shen Yuan, "Hang on, it's my husband."

Lin Yuchang answered the call, "Hello, what's up?"

On the other end, Zeng Xianyong said, "Are you outside or at home right now?"

Lin Yuchang felt a sinking feeling. Could he have discovered something?

She couldn't afford to panic at this moment... Lin Yuchang comforted herself and replied nonchalantly, "I'm at home, why?"

Zeng Xianyong fell silent for half a second, then asked, "What are you doing at home?"

Lin Yuchang thought of a food item on the spot and immediately answered, "Making dumplings."

Zeng Xianyong let out a light "Oh," "Alright, nothing important, just missed you, just asking."

"Oh? Okay... Wait a sec!"

Lin Yuchang couldn't have anticipated that Shen Yuan would actually move behind her, with precision like a golf ball going into the hole.

"What 'wait a sec'?"

Zeng Xianyong became tense on the other end of the line, that voice sounded off, was there someone else at home?

Right now, Lin Yuchang was kneeling on the carpet, feeling the intense thrusts, trying desperately not to make a sound, her eyes still dewy.

Her heart was in her throat as she quickly improvised, "I'm chopping stuffing for the dumplings, I mean... I'll talk to you in a bit."

Down in the lobby of the St. Regis Hotel, Zeng Xianyong was confused, it wasn't a holiday, so why would she be making dumplings?

Zeng Xianyong made up his mind to go home and check after he was done with work, so as not to raise Lin Yuchang's suspicions, he said, "Okay, got it."

After Zeng Xianyong hung up, Lin Yuchang thought to herself that she was in trouble, surely he had started to suspect something, she stammered, "I... my husband... must... ah... have found... something....

ah!"

When she had the chance, Lin Yuchang finally managed a full reply, "Today's no good, my husband is suspicious, he might come home to check later."

Shen Yuan grunted softly, "Fine, you can go, but you're taking my 'little goal' with you."

"Don't... ah... ah!"

Forty minutes later, Lin Yuchang changed back into her clothes and hurried out of the hotel, then hailed a cab to the supermarket near Fanghuali.

First, she bought 2 pounds of dumpling filling, then some dumpling wrappers, and only then hurried home.

Upon arrival, she placed the dumpling wrappers and stuffing on the dining table and silently started making them.

As expected, ten minutes later, Zeng Xianyong arrived home.

Lin Yuchang let out a sigh of relief. Had it been 10 minutes later, she would have been utterly unable to explain herself.

After Zeng Xianyong came in and saw that Lin Yuchang was indeed making dumplings, he felt relieved and couldn't help but ask, "What's the occasion today for making dumplings?"

"No special occasion, I just felt like making dumplings."

Lin Yuchang said calmly, then continued, "Weren't you supposed to be with a client today, why did you come back all of a sudden?"

Zeng Xianyong chuckled, "Heard you were making dumplings and I wanted to come back for a taste of fresh ones, otherwise they wouldn't be as good after being in the fridge tonight."

"Sure."

Lin Yuchang stood up, "I'll make you a bowl right now." Find adventures at empire

"That sounds good."

Zeng Xianyong nodded silently, feeling content thinking, 'To have a wife like this, what more could a husband ask for!'

Zeng Xianyong enjoyed a bowl of dumplings at home and then happily went to meet with his clients.

Although today's dumplings weren't as delicious as the ones she normally made, they were still pretty good.

After getting used to delicacies of every kind, a rare bowl of dumplings had its own unique charm.

Meanwhile, Lin Yuchang, back at home and tidying up the dining table, felt a sense of relief like one who had escaped disaster.

If Zeng Xianyong had been any more attentive, he would have noticed many loopholes, such as the shopping bag for dumpling filling in the trash can, or how the flavor of the store-bought dumpling filling was different from her homemade one.

But Zeng Xianyong was always rather careless, and it was exactly this trait that allowed Lin Yuchang to create the perfect "at-home dumpling making" alibi today without arousing any suspicions.

.....

Not long after Shen Yuan returned to the company, Long Jinghan brought over some documents and receipts for him to sign. They were the startup funds for Yan Song, Mo Zhenwang, and Lu Xinyue and needed to go to the cashier.

Shen Yuan scanned them briefly and signed off before handing them back, "All right, that's done."

"Okay."

Long Jinghan carefully took the documents, then after a long silence and with a hopeful look, she said, "Shen Yuan, do you have time to spend with me this week?"

Though their relationship went beyond just intimate affairs, as Long Jinghan also had work connections with Shen Yuan, women are emotional creatures by nature and certainly hope to spend more time alone with their man.

Shen Yuan glanced up at her. Today, Long Jinghan was wearing a simple white dress shirt and a V-neck revealing a small area of pale skin, with a waist-cinching design that accentuated her slender figure.

Long Jinghan's eyes still carried her innate seductiveness, and at this moment, she was looking at him with eyes full of yearning.

Even so, Shen Yuan felt no real stir of emotion inside, as it was impossible for him to invest too much in every woman.

After a moment's thought, he said, "We'll see, I've been quite busy lately. If I find some time, I'll look for you."

"Mm, okay, I'll wait for you," replied Long Jinghan immediately.

Long Jinghan was content with the response from Shen Yuan, which was significantly more engaging than the terse replies on WeChat.

Moreover, since he had bought the company, he certainly had many things to keep him busy.

Shen Yuan showed her a gentle smile, "Alright, off you go."

"Okay then."

With her mood noticeably improved, Long Jinghan left with a satisfied smile on her face.

The path Long Jinghan took to leave went through a long corridor, with the office areas flanking it on both sides.

At this moment, regardless of whether they had work or not, the Jingfu employees stole glances at the beautiful girl who had just walked out of the boss's office.

Ever since the new boss had acquired the company and entered their field of vision, only two people were associated with him.

One was Fu Yingzi, undoubtedly the boss's trusted confidant since she was the first to join the company through his connection;

The other was the beautiful girl in front of them, who appeared to be the one delivering documents.

Both were top-tier beauties, in a school setting they would at least be the class belle or school belle, and in their company, they could absolutely outshine all others.