Playboy: Medical and Martial Master

Night descended upon the South Suburb of Yang City. In the large estate the Zhou Family had temporarily rented, Zhou Xiaolong, dressed in black pajamas, was crouched furtively behind a flowerbed. He peered at Yao Rao, who was meditating under a tree not far away, his lecherous eyes practically glowing in the dark.

Damn it, I’ve never seen such a stunning woman in my entire life!

That face, that figure, and that aura… If I could get a beauty like that into bed, it’d be worth dying for!

I wonder what she looks like under those clothes… I bet every inch of her smells amazing.

Damn, just thinking about it is a thrill!

However, the thought that he was now a cripple filled his heart with desolation and hatred. He wished he could chop Sun Zhe to pieces and feed him to the dogs.

SMACK!

As he was lost in his musings, a hand suddenly slapped the top of his head.

Clutching his head, he spun around, startled to find it was Han Xinyue.

”Mom, what are you doing here?”

Han Xinyue shot him a glare and said coldly, ”Why aren’t you sleeping at this hour? What are you doing, sneaking around here?”

Zhou Xiaolong scratched his head and chuckled sheepishly. ”Hehe… I just couldn’t sleep, so I came out to clear my head.”

Han Xinyue rolled her eyes at him, her expression full of disdain. ”I suggest you get those ideas out of your head. Don’t be the type who can’t walk straight whenever he sees a woman, or you won’t even know what killed you.”

Han Xinyue knew perfectly well what kind of trash her son was.

She remembered back when Gu Lingxue was still living with the Zhou Family, Zhou Xiaolong would often steal her intimate apparel from the clothesline and use it for his own private, unhealthy activities.

She had discovered this numerous times but had always pretended not to know, never taking it seriously and dismissing it as a trivial matter.

It wasn’t until Zhou Xiaolong suffered a major setback at Sun Zhe’s hands that she realized her lack of discipline and overindulgence had led to this catastrophe.

”By the way, Mom, who is this lady living with us?” Zhou Xiaolong asked. ”She’s so beautiful! I’ve never seen anyone so pretty! How about you introduce me to her?”

Han Xinyue found this laughable, her eyes brimming with disdain. ”Someone like you thinks you’re worthy of meeting her?”

Zhou Xiaolong’s face fell into a bitter expression. ”Mom, I’m your son! How can you say that about me?”

”Zhou Xiaolong, I’ve already told you,” Han Xinyue said coolly. ”You’d better get those ideas out of your head. Wasn’t the lesson Sun Zhe taught you enough?”

With that, she gave him a shove. ”Now get back to bed!”

”Got it, Mom.”

Looking utterly wronged, Zhou Xiaolong mumbled to himself as he turned and left.

After he was gone, Han Xinyue walked straight toward Yao Rao and bowed respectfully.

”Master, please forgive me. It’s my fault for failing to discipline Xiaolong properly.”

She knew, of course, that Yao Rao had heard her entire conversation with Zhou Xiaolong. In fact, Yao Rao had been aware of Zhou Xiaolong’s voyeurism from the very beginning.

Yao Rao opened her eyes. ”What matter brings you to me?”

Han Xinyue got straight to the point. ”Master, my people at Celestial Prison Mountain are close to retrieving the formula, but a new complication has arisen.”

”As you know, Master, I’ve invested a great deal of money into establishing Zhou Pharmaceutical. There’s no turning back now, and the shareholders are putting a lot of pressure on me.”

Yao Rao suddenly interrupted her, looking puzzled. ”What is a shareholder?”

”Uh… Shareholders are similar to the Elders of our Jade Fox Sect. Although you are the Sect Leader and have the final say, they hold a certain degree of power and influence over major decisions and the sect’s operations.”

”I see.” Yao Rao nodded gently. ”Continue.”

”So this time, we absolutely must acquire Hengyun Pharmaceutical’s formula,” Han Xinyue said. ”That way, we can develop the new drug before they do and dominate the market.”

Yao Rao asked, ”What complication were you referring to?”

”Su Nanzhi has also gone to Celestial Prison Mountain,” Han Xinyue stated frankly, ”and she brought many experts from the Su Family with her. I’m afraid my people won’t be able to handle them.”

Yao Rao said calmly, ”So you’ve come to me, hoping I’ll intervene?”

Han Xinyue nodded. ”Yue Changlin is severely injured, so I can only trouble you now. This matter also concerns the Jade Fox Sect’s finances. I hope Master will consider it.”

Yao Rao asked, ”When do we depart?”

”Our flight is at seven tomorrow morning; I’ve already booked first-class tickets. We’ll fly to Xiong City first and then head into Celestial Prison Mountain.”

”Then get some rest. We’ll depart in the morning.”

”Thank you, Master!”

Yao Rao stood up and looked at her warmly. ”You’ve worked tirelessly for the Jade Fox Sect all these years, Xinyue. Thank you for your hard work.”

”Master… It’s no hardship at all when it’s for the sake of the Jade Fox Sect.”

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In Su Qingli’s bedroom at the Su Family Villa.

The large bed creaked and swayed.

Sun Zhe had Su Qingli’s silken legs hoisted over his shoulders. Her whimpers turned to screams as her sharp, beautiful nails nearly shredded the bedsheets.

The tempestuous storm raged until past one in the morning before it finally subsided. Exhausted, they finally embraced and fell asleep.

At five in the morning, Sun Zhe was jolted awake by his alarm, reluctantly pulling himself from her soft embrace.

”Sister Qingli, time to get up and take me to the airport.”

Completely naked, Su Qingli clamped the blanket between her legs and rolled over lazily. ”What time is it already? Baby, please let me sleep a little longer, okay? You were too rough, baby. I’m sore all over and have no energy left.”

”Good baby, just let me sleep for ten more minutes. Just ten minutes…”

Sun Zhe shook his head helplessly, then slipped out of bed to go freshen up in the bathroom, only to pause abruptly. It was only then that he noticed several large wet patches on the chaotic bed, as if the ceiling had leaked.

The floor in front of the bed wasn’t bathed in moonlight; instead, it was strewn with delicate lingerie. Several pairs of expensive, high-end pantyhose had been torn. One pair was draped over the foot of the bed, another was hanging from a vase, and a third lay in a heap on the floor. The scene of utter chaos reminded Sun Zhe of the previous night’s frenzy.

After freshening up, Sun Zhe returned to the bedroom and forcibly yanked the blanket off Su Qingli. A firm hand came down on her plump, snowy-white bottom with a resounding SMACK!

”Time to get up, Sister Qingli!”

Su Qingli sat up begrudgingly, grabbing her head in frustration. She ran her hands through her long hair, messing it up completely, and sulked, ”I knew I should have just arranged for the Su Family’s private jet.”

Sun Zhe quipped, ”Forget the private jet. I got my fill of riding the Su Family’s private scooter last night.”

Hearing this, Su Qingli burst into laughter. ”Making dirty jokes with me so early in the morning? Are you trying to get yourself killed?”

Sun Zhe sat on the edge of the bed and gave her a few playful pinches. ”If you don’t get up soon, you’re going to sleep your chest flat.”

Swatting his wandering hand away, Su Qingli suddenly adopted a commanding tone. ”I want breakfast.”

”Want me to go make you some?”

Su Qingli locked eyes with him. ”Actually, it doesn’t have to be that much trouble. I usually just need a little milk in the morning to get by.”

Sun Zhe understood her meaning in a flash. With a wicked grin, he stood up and faced her. ”Still fresh and warm. Come and get it.”

Su Qingli shuffled closer, wrapped her arms around his waist, and looked up at him with eyes full of adoration. ”Who knows how long you’ll be gone this time? So, before you leave… let me have my fill, okay?”

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