I am not just a tycoon-Chapter 379 - 298 Scumbag and Wicked Mother-in-Law

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Chapter 379: Chapter 298 Scumbag and Wicked Mother-in-Law

Fang Minhui silently pulled her neckline down to her arm, revealing a third of the skin on her upper body, her gaze seeming to drip with water.

“Yuan Babe…”

Her tone was like a call, a plea, and held a hint of anticipation.

The class belle had already peeled off half of her knitted top, all that met the eye was pure white, especially the softness just below her collarbone, contrasting sharply with her slender arms.

Shen Yuan could only offer a simple assessment; this was tough to handle.

(PS: Reference image for class belle’s outfit)

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Just after six, Chen Ling brought out the four dishes and soup she had prepared, but didn’t see Minhui and Shen Yuan anywhere.

“How strange, didn’t Minhui say she’d help me out? How come she’s vanished as soon as she got back?”

Chen Ling muttered to herself, then untied her apron and walked towards the master bedroom.

She was about to knock on the door when she heard the sound of intense card playing from inside, and even familiar panting was mixed within.

Chen Ling was stunned for half a second, and her face instantly flushed.

“Really, a lustful ghost hungry for love, can’t even wait for dinner, in such a hurry to do such shameful acts with our Minhui!”

Chen Ling cursed under her breath and stormed back to the dining table.

Shen Yuan had no idea that Chen Ling had misunderstood him; if he had, he would have cried foul since it was clearly Minhui who was the real “lustful ghost.”

After the riding lesson was over, Fang Minhui got off the bed, breathing unevenly, and said with a flirtatious look, “Yuan Babe, let’s continue tonight.”

“Hehe.”

Shen Yuan chuckled drily, the class belle in front of him looked flushed and vigorous, her eyes still carrying a hint of unfinished business, as though she were a female general triumphant from the battlefield.

Shen Yuan felt a bit suffocated; usually, it was he who gave lessons to the NPCs, not the other way around.

Let you gloat for now; tonight, I’ll let you see what a real man is!

“Hehe, let’s go, Yuan Babe, let’s go out to eat.”

Fang Minhui cheerfully helped Shen Yuan dress, then linked arms with him and headed out the door.

Shen Yuan glanced at the information above her head, thinking to himself, she’s indeed ‘excited by submission’, getting extra smug when men are subdued.

But damn it, I wasn’t subdued just now; I was simply lacking energy because I hadn’t eaten!

Chen Ling was waiting for them to start dinner at the table. Seeing them approach, she couldn’t help but complain, “If you were any later, the food would have gone cold.”

“Hehe, sorry for the wait, Lingling.”

Fang Minhui’s eyes curved into crescents as she smiled, and she removed the thermal cover from the dishes.

“This girl, even after being bullied by Shen Yuan like that, why is she still so happy?”

Chen Ling thought it strange but refrained from asking further, her eyes changing again as she looked at Shen Yuan.

Could it be that Shen Yuan was that good?

Shen Yuan noticed Chen Ling’s gaze kept lingering on him, and her expressions were somewhat odd; he thought, you silly girl, do you not understand the situation? I was forced into the bedroom and forced to attend a riding lesson.

The real instigator is your bestie!

After dinner, Shen Yuan leaned on the living room sofa, checking flight information, then glanced at the delicate figure busy in the kitchen, thinking maybe he should bring the class belle to Yanjing this time?

A trip alone seemed boring, and after taking Nana to the south last time, it’s only fair to treat everyone equally.

Without waiting for the class belle’s consent, Shen Yuan sent her information to Ji Ya, asking her to book the tickets.

Considering Lih Meng had a flight tomorrow, to be cautious, Shen Yuan asked Ji Ya to arrange separate seats for them.

Better safe than sorry; after all, first-class cabins have individual seating.

Ji Ya quickly booked the tickets and sent the new itinerary, then reported on a few other matters.

“Mr. Shen, the flight tickets and the presidential suite in Yanjing have been booked, and tomorrow morning, I’ll have driver Old Xiang take you to the airport. The car will be stocked with your clothing and personal items for three days, and there will be a hotel car waiting to pick you up.”

“As for the renovation of your grandmother’s small Western-style building, the design company has measured the dimensions and discussed construction details with your uncle. Construction is expected to start next week.”

“Also, your parents and your uncle’s family are traveling by plane tomorrow, departing 30 minutes before you. I have arranged for another driver, Old Lu, to take them to the airport.”

“Good.”

Ji Ya had arranged everything well; Shen Yuan felt reassured. After Fang Minhui finished washing the dishes, he mentioned the trip to Yanjing to her.

“Great, I wanted to go on a trip with you during the summer break, but you were always busy and we never got the chance. It’s perfect to go out for a few days this time.”

Fang Minhui agreed readily and then winked at Shen Yuan.

Shen Yuan: “?”

Fang Minhui, with a charming smile, pointed towards the bedroom.

“Damn, all day long thinking about that trivial thing in your pants!”

“Chen Ling, open your eyes and see, I’m being forced!”

Shen Yuan cursed inwardly and then stood up, surveying the living room, only to realize that Chen Ling wasn’t there.

Now he truly couldn’t clear his name.

The night was long, at least for Chen Ling, who normally slept at midnight but felt not a trace of sleepiness at 1 AM.

The sound of the cards and Minhui’s weak breaths continued next door, making Chen Ling feel hopeless.

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“Next time Shen Yuan comes over, I should just book a room outside. Listening to these sounds is torture.”

“Shen Yuan really is something, from eight in the evening until now, that’s five whole hours, still tormenting our Minhui!”

“Is our Minhui a machine? Doesn’t she need rest?”

Chen Ling buried herself under the blanket, endlessly cursing Shen Yuan in her mind.