"Waist?" Qin Yige hadn't quite grasped it yet. "It's fine!"
She hadn't heard that Shang Sheng had any issues with his waist. She even saw him exercising regularly, and his waist didn't seem to be a problem.
Speaking of which, she quite admired Shang Sheng. He spent all day in an office, yet his body had no issues at all.
Unlike her, back in college, she'd tried taking on design jobs for a while, and after sitting for an afternoon, her waist would ache and feel strained.
"So, is continuous combat or prolonged combat your forte?" the woman's eyes gleamed, her mind filled with lewd thoughts.
"What do you mean by continuous combat? What prolonged combat?" Qin Yige was a little confused by the question.
Tang Anruo winked at her, "I mean, like, how many times a night does President Shang... how long does each session last?"
"..." Qin Yige finally understood. She took a deep breath and, in response to Tang Anruo's eager anticipation, replied, "I don't know."
"How can you not know?" Tang Anruo sounded anxious. "You just don't want to tell me, right?"
"I really don't know." Qin Yige hadn't had enough to drink, so she ordered another Mojito for herself.
As if remembering something, Tang Anruo's eyes suddenly widened. "Qin Yige, you and Shang Sheng... you haven't slept together yet, have you?"
"Mmm." She didn't deny it.
Tang Anruo found it incredible. "Is it that President Shang can't?"
"I'm not sure, we haven't tried."
"Why not try? You have such a good man, and you're not trying him? Qin Yige, has your brain malfunctioned?"
Qin Yige was a little puzzled. "We're not genuinely in love, so why should we sleep together? I already feel like we're moving too fast, just sleeping in the same bed and chatting!"
Who would have thought before, that she and Shang Sheng would ever have such a harmonious day?
Tang Anruo patted her head, looking like she was disappointed in her protegee. "Why not sleep together? You can't just pursue spiritual satisfaction; you also need to pursue physical pleasure!"
To not sleep with Shang Sheng was simply a waste of a heavenly gift!
"How do you know I'll be happy after sleeping together?" Qin Yige thought her logic was flawed.
"Whether you'll be happy, I don't know, but I know you certainly won't be unhappy." With Shang Sheng's physique, she could bet his stamina would be excellent.
"Let me tell you how detestable he is, he stole my first kiss—"
Before she could finish, Tang Anruo interrupted her. "Then steal his first time!"
"..." Qin Yige was struck speechless.
Was it... that stimulating?
It's just that, "He, he, he's so old, I don't know if he still has his first time."
"That's true."
With Shang Sheng's status and wealth, he must have had a few women, right?
Qin Yige continued to spill the beans, "But his first kiss is still there."
"How do you know?"
"He told me himself, and then I stole it." Who knew that Shang Sheng, that scoundrel, had made a move first and had already taken hers, boohoohoo.
Their actions left Tang Anruo dumbfounded. "President Shang is getting a bit childish from spending so much time with you."
The two of them stealing each other's first kiss was a rather unique way to play.
"No, he always has this serious, old-fashioned expression, and his face is so cold, as if the whole world owes him money."
Tang Anruo didn't want to talk about this with her and said anxiously, "Sister, I've handed Shang Sheng over to you, why aren't you more proactive? You go for it! If you don't want to, then just give him to me."
Give him away? Could she even do that?
She imagined a scene of Shang Sheng rolling in the sheets with another woman...
Hiss, her chest felt a little sore.
Qin Yige quickly shook her head. "No giving him away, no giving him away! If you want to go for it, I'll go for it! I'll go for it when I get home!"
It was as if she was afraid.
"That's right. Remember to tell me if Shang Sheng is any good then." She just wanted to verify her own judgment.
"..."
She didn't really want to say it. The thought of Tang Anruo fantasizing about Shang Sheng made her uncomfortable.
Gangdu Private Clubhouse
Compared to the liveliness of the bar, the VIP room here was much quieter.
Several young masters from Hong Kong were gathering here, including Chu Rang and the two Shang brothers.
Several waiters nervously served them. Everyone present was wealthy and influential; they couldn't afford to offend any of them.
After a drink, the man sitting in the middle exhaled a puff of smoke and glanced at Shang Yu. "What did Grandma tell you?"
"Brother Rang told me to come." Understanding what he meant – that he shouldn't be out fooling around and should help more at the company – Shang Yu quickly shifted the blame.
Chu Rang said, "We brothers haven't gotten together in a while. There are no outsiders tonight, so please let your brother off the hook!"
Shang Sheng didn't say anything more.
In a dimly lit corner sat a man in a black shirt. His skin was a bit paler than the others. Seizing an opportunity, he asked Shang Sheng in a faint voice, "Is Ji Hengyu coming back?"
The speaker was Ji Jinghuai.
"Mmm."
Shang Yu chimed in, "My grandma is truly thoughtful. For the sake of my brother and sister-in-law's relationship, she's not afraid to transfer Brother Hengyu back from abroad."
Chu Rang was a little curious. "Don't your brother and sister-in-law have a good relationship? Look at your brother now, he rushes home before nine o'clock."
"It's quite good, but you know as well as I do, if Grandma hadn't given my brother an order, would he put down his work so early to see Yige, that poor little thing?"
Shang Sheng shot him a cold glance.
Sensing the coldness in his eyes, Shang Yu shrugged. "I'm just telling the truth!"
Chu Rang exhaled smoke. "Yige is indeed pitiful, being schemed into marrying your scheming eldest brother at such a young age."
He then received another icy stare.
Shang Yu added, "Brother, why don't you follow Grandma's wishes and have a child with Yige? Let me be an uncle?"
Thinking of a soft, cuddly little cub, Shang Yu's heart melted.
"That's a good idea. None of us have children yet, and since Ah Sheng and Yige are already married, he has the highest chance of having children first," Chu Rang chimed in.
Flicking the ash from his cigarette with his long fingers into the ashtray, the man slowly said, "I have no such plans for now."
"Is it that Yige doesn't want to, or you don't want to?" Chu Rang raised an eyebrow and chuckled.
"Neither."
Shang Yu asked, "Then what is it?"
Facing their questions, Shang Sheng simply explained, "She's still young, we'll talk about it later."
Still young? Compared to Shang Sheng, she was a bit young.
But.
"24, she's not that young anymore," Shang Yu mused.
Chu Rang added, "24 isn't young, but for women, having children is a bit early."
That was true. Qin Yige acted like a child every day and couldn't even take care of herself properly. How could she take care of a baby?
Ji Jinghuai had remained silent throughout. Only after they stopped talking did he uncharacteristically ask, "Shang Sheng, are you playing the long game and planning to continue like this with your little wife, remaining a monk long-term?"
Chu Rang only processed his words for three seconds before instantly understanding.
Realizing a certain possibility, he showed a surprised expression and joked, "Shang Sheng, you scoundrel, you haven't even gotten to eat the meat, have you?"