I am not just a tycoon

Dong Ya still wanted to buy some for Qi Xi, but Qi Xi would never wear these. Embarrassed, she quickly shook her head, though ultimately she couldn't refuse and ended up buying two sets of lace ones.

"Xixi, these are consumables. You saw Mr. Shen's ferocity last night, didn't you? Going through two or three sets in one night is barely even notable. Look at how little I'm buying. Besides, don't you think shopping for these little clothes is really fun? The more you buy, the happier you feel."

Qi Xi shook her head upon hearing this: "I don't really feel anything."

"Stop pretending. Last night, when Mr. Shen mentioned installing a GPS tracker and surveillance cameras on your phone, you got so excited you could barely contain yourself."

"Alright, Yaya, stop talking already." Qi Xi's face turned red, and she quickly stopped her, mindful of her image in public.

"Alright, alright, I won't say anymore." Dong Ya let her off the hook, then continued, "Xixi, we're sisters now who've been through battle together. We've got to help each other out from now on."

"What do you mean?"

"You've seen Mr. Shen's stamina; how can I handle it alone?" Dong Ya lowered her voice and said, "When the time comes, you'll have to step up and share the load."

Qi Xi's face immediately turned bright red: "Alright, Yaya, stop talking about this stuff."

"When you have free time, do some research on men. We might find Mr. Shen exciting now, but what about down the road?"

Dong Ya said with a wistful tone, "Right now we're just two cute little rookies, but who knows how many sirens surround Mr. Shen. If we want to improve our standing in Mr. Shen's heart, the road ahead is a long one."

Qi Xi listened and fell silent for a moment, then lowered her head with a faint sadness.

Seeing her expression, Dong Ya encouraged her: "Okay, okay, that's just my opinion. You can go at your own pace. Anyway, I think Mr. Shen likes you more than he likes me. Haven't you noticed that it's not just that the strong pity the weak, but men also tend to favor girls with more introverted and gentle personalities?"

Qi Xi thought for a moment and said, "I haven't really thought about it. I just want to be myself."

"Being yourself is enough." Dong Ya patted her on the shoulder: "Don't worry, I'll have your back moving forward."

"So besides buying these clothes, what's next?" Qi Xi asked, curious.

Dong Ya smiled and said, "This is just the beginning. Mr. Shen transferred me 100,000 yuan for pocket money, right? I plan to invest it in myself. Pilates and yoga for posture and flexibility, maybe learning some dance too, because what man doesn't like watching a woman dance? Then improving my conversational skills and refinement, though those require reading and self-study..."

"..."

Liew Menglu arrived at Silver Lake Bay before 3 p.m. It wasn't her first time here. She had accompanied Sister Ji Ya during the handover, and later even contributed opinions on changes and soft furnishings for this villa.

Shen Yuan was sunbathing in the backyard. The temperature today wasn't too high, and the warm sunlight felt quite comfortable on the skin. The backyard offered a panoramic view of Silver Lake Bay, revealing the azure blue lake and stretches of clouds.

Liew Menglu saw Shen Yuan lying on the deck chair through the floor-to-ceiling windows. She deliberately slowed her steps, her heels lightly touching the floor to minimize sound, then slipped behind Shen Yuan and covered his sunglasses.

"Guess who I am?"

Shen Yuan leisurely replied, "Is it Nana or Leilei?"

"Honey, I'm not even in your heart." Liew Menglu pouted adorably and let go of his sunglasses, saying, "It's your beloved Lulu—you couldn't even tell."

Shen Yuan had already spotted the sneaky Liew Menglu through the glass reflection and recognized her voice instantly. He'd only been teasing her, and she knew it. Liew Menglu was just pretending to sulk.

Coach Liew had a bit of a performer's personality.

"Oh, are you upset now?" Shen Yuan opened his arms: "Come on, lie down here."

"Heehee, now that's more like it." Liew Menglu instantly broke into a cheerful smile, but as she sat down, she saw a slender figure walk through the living room.

Tall and lean, with crisp shoulder-length hair, refined features, and an aura of cool indifference.

"Is that your bodyguard, honey~?"

Reclining in Shen Yuan's embrace, Liew Menglu asked softly. Her sources were reliable; she'd already heard from Ji Ya that Shen Yuan had hired a bodyguard.

Shen Yuan replied with a simple "Hmm."

"Quite pretty. You didn't hire her because she looks good, did you?" Liew Menglu's words dripped with jealousy.

"Vulgar. You're as shallow as Ji Ya." Shen Yuan held her soft waist and said, "Do I seem like that kind of person? I value her professional skills and work ethic."

Liew Menglu giggled and said, "Honey, there's no one else around. You know I've got you figured out—you're interested in any clean and high-quality woman."

"Ha, acting like you're so clever now." Shen Yuan slapped her backside playfully. "Believe it or not, I'll handle you right here."

Feigning coyness, Liew Menglu fluttered her lashes and said, "I came here to be properly handled, but not here—we need to go to the bedroom."

"Dream on. I won't let you have your way."

"Honey~" Liew Menglu twisted her hips, her exaggerated coquettishness making Shen Yuan's skin crawl.

"I won't spar with a rookie. Wait till your team members get here."

"Honey, I'm really good now~" Liew Menglu puffed her chest proudly. "You can always test me out."

"Later."

Not long after Liew Menglu called Shen Yuan, Qiao Lei called in with a video, saying she'd be arriving in the afternoon.

That made it clear the Puyue Bay Team was internally rather divided. If Shen Yuan taught her a lesson now, Qiao Lei would sulk for days.

Too many women bring too much trouble; it's always about managing balance.

"Honey, but I want it now. They won't be here for a while anyway." Liew Menglu gazed at Shen Yuan with longing eyes, her voice brimming with desire and affection.

Headache—both kinds of headaches.

Shen Yuan glanced at Liew Menglu's outfit for the day: a tight gray undershirt that showcased her ample bust and slender waist. With assets like hers, she always wore clothes that seemed moments away from bursting.

She paired it with a dark gray pencil skirt, her generous curves fully outlined. Her long, toned, slightly plump legs shimmered under the sunlight.

As eye-catching as always.

Today, she had styled her black hair into elegant waves, enhancing the proportions of her alluring facial features.

"Show me just how much you want it," Shen Yuan raised his brows and asked.

"I want it very much." Liew Menglu's eyes sparkled like water, and she reached out gently toward Shen Yuan's waist.

Shen Yuan wore sports shorts with a loose elastic band, so Liew Menglu's soft hand...

"Alright, alright, let's go upstairs for your lesson." Shen Yuan decided to avoid any messy situations being leaked online.

Liew Menglu walked gracefully beside Shen Yuan up to the second floor, while Tan Xin caught a glimpse and quickly looked away.

"It's only 3 p.m., and he's really... quite something."

Tan Xin couldn't understand where her boss got so much energy. Two women had kept him busy all night, and they only came down for breakfast close to 11 a.m. After that, he'd had an intense workout session. Now he was at it again.

The sheer stamina exceeded everything she had thought possible.

...

Once Shen Yuan got started on Meng Lu's "lesson," he couldn't stop. By 5 p.m., Qiao Lei and Long Jinghan finally arrived at Silver Lake Bay.

As they admired the villa's opulence, they began searching for Shen Yuan, but he wasn't on the first floor. They turned to Ji Ya: "Sister Ji Ya, where's our senior?"

Ji Ya pursed her lips. "The boss is resting. He should be down shortly."

No way. Their senior didn't have the habit of napping at this hour, and Sister Ji Ya's expression seemed odd. Qiao Lei felt a sinking sense of foreboding as she hurried upstairs.

Sure enough, from the master bedroom came the sound of cards shuffling and Meng Lu's fox-like voice!

Qiao Lei clenched her fists tightly. Damn you, Liew Menglu! Weren't we supposed to have hotpot? What exactly are you eating now?!