Bai Yi Shu Sheng

Chapter 317 Do You Like My Feet

Ding ling.

As if on cue, Huang Shan's phone rang.

"Director Liu, we've received word from them. They've arranged for people, and the operation can commence in two days at the earliest."

"Good!" Liu Wen exclaimed with joy.

"Old Huang, heroes reveal their true colors in critical moments. You haven't disappointed me."

"Director Liu," Huang Shan quickly waved his hand, flattering,

"I have not failed your trust."

"Once this is done, I'll host a celebration banquet for you, and you'll certainly be rewarded!"

Upon hearing this, Huang Shan's expression intensified. He suddenly looked up, excitedly saying. Da Feng Novel Network

"Thank you for your cultivation, Director Liu."

"Between us, there's no need for such formalities." Liu Wen waved his hand, his mood greatly improved as things took a turn for the better.

"I have only one request: this must be done cleanly. Don't let us have to clean up after those assassins."

"Director Liu, rest assured, I've made all the arrangements. It's absolutely foolproof."

"Then that's fine. Don't disappoint me this time."

"You'll be completely satisfied."

Huang Shan respectfully exited Liu Wen's study and let out a long sigh.

It truly was a coincidence, the text message arriving at such a perfect moment.

Huang Shan naturally had his own calculations. After all, there was no room for negotiation in such matters.

They quoted a price of six hundred million for four top-tier assassins.

Huang Shan had already secured his escape route. Why would he stay here with Liu Wen, playing games with a hundred million in cash?

By the time you realize it, I'll be long gone.

In fact, he had initially wanted to ask for one billion, but considering Liu Wen's reaction last time, Huang Shan didn't dare.

However, Liu Wen at this moment was beyond caring. As long as he could help Tian Xu secure the top position in Luochuan, he might even agree to a billion.

After all, this was a matter of life and death for Liu Wen.

The conversation in Liu Wen's study this time couldn't be called entirely pleasant, but it could be considered mutually beneficial.

Everything would depend on what happened in two days.

For the past two days, Qin Xuan had been exhausted by Wang Yuyan. Every day was a tease with her uniforms, all thanks to that night.

"This Tian Xu Group is quite the resilient one."

Wang Yuyan, dressed in an OL suit skirt, wore Paris Legacy stockings with letters on her legs, a look Qin Xuan found irresistible. Her feet were adorned with five-centimeter pointed high heels.

She held a compilation of recent news about the Tian Xu Group, elegantly crossing her legs, her right foot hooked over her left ankle, her high heel swaying provocatively.

As for Qin Xuan, he naturally kept his eyes on his nose, his nose on his heart, and his mind clear, maintaining a state of spiritual clarity.

There was no other way. He had to follow his cheap master's advice and confront his own inner desires.

However, since that thin veil hadn't been pierced, there was still a sense of inexplicable awkwardness.

Thinking back to the passionate scenes of that night, Qin Xuan involuntarily shivered.

Even faced with a Grandmaster, a peak martial artist, Qin Xuan wouldn't flinch. But in Wang Yuyan's words... or rather, in her hands, he truly couldn't gain the upper hand.

Qin Xuan sometimes wondered how his master Ying Long managed to handle so many women during his lifetime. Da Feng Novel

"Tian Xu Group hasn't had an easy time lately. Even the Luochuan media has reported on it," Qin Xuan said, sitting cross-legged on the sofa with his eyes slightly closed.

"Not enough," Wang Yuyan chuckled. "A starving camel is still bigger than a horse. Besides, Tian Xu was heavily damaged, not defeated. This is just the beginning. Such a group disappearing would be like removing a major source of poison from society."

Wang Yuyan's eyes twinkled as she looked at Qin Xuan and smiled enchantingly.

"I say, why is it that every time I wear Paris Legacy stockings, you always stare at my feet? Do you have a foot fetish?"

Qin Xuan's face darkened. He said sternly,

"What nonsense are you spouting? Aren't we discussing important matters?"

"What do you mean, what I said isn't important? I'm wearing these specifically for you, you know. I never used to wear such flashy stockings before!" Wang Yuyan's smile deepened as she leaned forward.

"Or is it that you like my feet? Tell me, how many times have you touched my feet? That night on the beach, you held onto me all night and wouldn't let go!"

"No... you're getting more and more outrageous. That night, I was just afraid you'd catch a cold."

Qin Xuan's face was covered in black lines, thinking to himself, Sister, aren't you just throwing me onto a burning fire? It's like being consumed by desire.

"Tell me!" Wang Yuyan stomped her foot and suddenly stood up, bumping into Qin Xuan's embrace.

"Confess to me, secretly. Do you have any peculiar habits? Don't worry, I won't judge you. Men, who doesn't have some quirks? It's normal to like women's feet, isn't it? If you really like it, I'll let you hold me while you sleep!"

With that, Wang Yuyan provocatively licked her lips.

Qin Xuan's body grew hot; he almost couldn't resist.

"Sister, this is your office!"