I am not just a tycoon-Chapter 537 - 354 Shen Yuan, you big baddie!_3

Chapter 537: Chapter 354 Shen Yuan, you big baddie!_3

What’s this all about? Having to apologize to my niece as her uncle, I’ve been utterly trapped by that awful woman at home!

“No need, brother, I’ll talk to her.”

Zhong Lan felt it was unnecessary, and she was eager to find out how things were progressing between her daughter and Shen Yuan.

Luo Bingying had only been at the hotel for a while when she received a call from Zhong Lan.

“Hello, Mom.”

“Bingying, you’ve arrived at the hotel, right?” Zhong Lan asked.

“Yes, what’s up?”

“Nothing much. I’ve already heard about today’s incident. Your second uncle called specifically to apologize, and he said he would call to apologize to you too, but I said there’s no need.”

“Oh, got it.”

Luo Bingying also knew that for someone of Shen Yuan’s caliber, dealing with a deputy director was a simple task, which was why her second uncle was so anxious.

“Bingying, Mom wants to know, how far have you and Shen Yuan progressed?”

Zhong Lan asked cautiously.

Luo Bingying was taken aback for a moment, then realized the true purpose of Mrs. Zhong’s call was not to focus on her daughter being wronged, but rather to concern herself with whether her daughter had landed a rich man.

“So you called just to say this.”

Luo Bingying said coldly, “Sorry, Mom, I’m going to sleep now.”

“Bingying, I didn’t mean…”

Zhong Lan hadn’t finished speaking when the call was already hung up.

Suddenly feeling exhausted, Luo Bingying decided to take a shower first.

That’s when Zhou Peiwei, standing in front of the floor-to-ceiling window, held up a big bag of snacks, excitedly waving at her: “Bingying, come eat! I saved these especially for you. Shen Yuan even wanted to nibble on your share, but I kept it safe for you.”

Seeing this, Luo Bingying showed a relieved smile. No matter what, at least her best friend and Shen Yuan cared about her.

She walked over and joined Zhou Peiwei to savor the snacks: crispy golden-brown chicken wings, takoyaki, beef tendon balls, sweet potato noodles, starch sausages…

Although they were cold, they warmed her up as she ate.

Shen Yuan was half-lounging on the couch browsing his phone. Old Huang, that cheeky guy, was again sharing risqué photos in the 503 group chat, this time it was a set of twin sisters.

The photos likely had been retouched and beautified, but they looked genuinely enticing. One twin wore a silver dress while the other wore a white one, both in black stockings, and Shen Yuan couldn’t help but zoom in to look at a few details more closely.

Not fully satisfied, Shen Yuan commented below: “Nice, love it, post more.”

Huang Haibao: “Old Third, you always look but never share. You’re not being fair, man!”

Cao Shunjin: “Old Huang, send more, I’m in a rush!”

Huang Haibao: “?”

“…”

Laughing at the antics of this pair of jesters, Shen Yuan continued to enjoy the photos.

However, at that moment, Zhou Peiwei popped her head over, unable to hide a look of disgust: “You perv! Always looking at this kind of stuff!”

Shen Yuan ignored her and continued: “You know nothing, this is called discovering the beauty and appreciating it.”

“Why bother with the phone when you have two beauties right in front of you?”

Zhou Peiwei stretched out a leg in front of Shen Yuan, and standing next to Luo Bingying, the four fair legs were flaunted right before Shen Yuan’s eyes.

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Shen Yuan held up his phone, comparing the twins on the screen with the two pairs of legs before him. To be honest, it was hard to choose between the legs of the two women and the twins.

Moreover, with Luo Bingying and Zhou Peiwei close at hand, the vivid rosy tints on their fair legs were clearly visible, inevitably making one itch to touch them.

Shen Yuan gazed at their legs, pursed his lips, and shook his head: “It would be perfect if they were wearing black stockings.”

Luo Bingying’s cheeks were slightly red as she dodged to the side.

Zhou Peiwei, on the other hand, raised her little pink fists, “It’s already nice of me to show you this, and you want black stockings too? You wish!”

“I’m full, I’m going to take a bath first.”

Luo Bingying wanted to escape from Shen Yuan’s burning gaze, so she grabbed her pajamas and went into the bathroom.

Shen Yuan then waved at Zhou Peiwei, “Come here, Sister Pei Wei. Now it’s just the two of us.”

“I don’t want to!”

Zhou Peiwei said coquettishly.

The two of them had grown closer after a day of frolicking. Although they hadn’t made their relationship explicit, they could already be quite intimate.

Shen Yuan eyed the lovely legs beneath the A-line skirt, feeling some stirring in his heart, and stood up to approach her, his hands sliding down from her waist and gently kneading the fat on her legs.

They were wonderfully elastic, a very nice touch.

Feeling the warmth from her thighs, Zhou Peiwei froze, tensing up, not daring to move.

“Let me ask you again, do you want it or not?”

Shen Yuan asked softly.

“No!”

Zhou Peiwei bit her lips, still speaking defiantly.

Yet, with her best friend right next door in the bathroom and a huge floor-to-ceiling window before her, surrounded by countless high-rises, Zhou Peiwei still felt a deep sense of shame.

“What a firm ‘no.'”

Shen Yuan continued to explore her thigh with one hand, while the other hand wandered to her waist. Zhou Peiwei was wearing a thin jacket today, with at least one more layer of clothing inside, but he could still feel her soft, slender waist.

He reached up and naturally caught hold of the zipper, thinking of pulling it down, but Zhou Peiwei stopped him.

Her cheeks were burning as she frowned and shook her head, “No, Bingying will be out of the bath soon.”

Shen Yuan took her hand away with his other hand and gently pulled down her zipper, “Not so soon. She’ll be soaking in the bath today.”

“How do you know?”

“I always guess right.”

Shen Yuan had a hunch that Luo Bingying would need some time to process today’s events, and her mindset was bound to change.

He turned his full attention to Zhou Peiwei before him, inhaling her body fragrance, and pulled down her little jacket to reveal a gray tank top underneath.

Shen Yuan wrapped his arms around Zhou Peiwei from behind, his hands gently kneading over her tank top. It was like a massage, yet also carefree, playful exploitation of the situation.

Zhou Peiwei let out “humming” sounds, her face and neck turning hot, her body tensing into a straight line, her lower lip clenched tightly as she said:

“Shen Yuan, this is a floor-to-ceiling window. It’s so embarrassing. Can we go to the room, please?”

Shen Yuan raised his eyebrows, “Sure, but you have to call me ‘brother.'”

Zhou Peiwei shook her head unwillingly, but continuing like this wasn’t a solution. After hesitating for a long time, she could only speak up in embarrassment, “Bro… brother…”

Her voice was soft and sticky, almost melting Shen Yuan, but he didn’t stop.

“Shen Yuan, you said once I called you brother, you’d take me to the bedroom, didn’t you?”

“Did I say that? I don’t remember.”

“Shen Yuan, you’re lying to me again….”

Zhou Peiwei was so aggrieved she was on the verge of tears, but she was too weak to move. If she could, she would have broken free.

Shen Yuan nibbled on her ear, “Don’t worry, this is one-way glass; no one can see us.”

As Shen Yuan lifted her tank top, Zhou Peiwei’s voice became fainter, “Then why didn’t you tell me earlier? Why did you have to deceive me into calling you ‘brother’ before you told me… Shen Yuan, you big bad guy!”