Chapter 810 His Wish: An Unexpected Visitor

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CHAPTER 809 Their bodies moved instinctively towards one another, pressing tightly against each other. Quickly Bai Qing Mei reached between them and fumbled with his zipper before taking his hard-on out. At the same time he lifted her a bit, pushed her skirt up her ass and shifted her panties to the side.

Their eyes locked once more, as Bai Qing Mei lowered herself onto him. Instantly, a low growl escaped Hao Huizhong’s throat as he buried himself deep inside her.

Bai Qing Mei gasped loudly, biting her lower lip as she arched her back, pushing her chest up towards Hao Huizhong’s face.

A surge of desire coursed through their veins, their bodies moving in perfect synchrony. Time seemed to stand still as they surrendered themselves to the ardor of their love.

Flesh collided with flesh, echoing through the room, their fervor escalating with every passing moment.

Amidst their entangled bodies, a question lingered in the air and Bai Qing Mei voiced her concerns. “You haven’t forgotten about your revenge against Ye Cheng, right?”

Hao Huizhong’s voice, laced with determination, resonated with a promise. “No… Why?”

Bai Qing Mei’s eyes searched his, the intensity of her gaze conveying an unyielding desire for retribution. “Because my mother discovered that today’s incident was connected to him. I want him to pay.”

“Have no worries,” Hao Huizhong assured, his voice filled with conviction. “Once I secure my shares, I will work with the board to find a way to remove him. Be patient, my princess. For now, focus on your pleasure and forget about Ye Cheng.”

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Ye Cheng’s eyes remained fixed on Li Jing’s figure as she strode ahead, her graceful steps leading her towards the front door. A gentle smile graced his lips as he marveled at her beauty, feeling a surge of gratitude for having her by his side.

Thoughts of his surprise plan occupied his mind, transforming his smile into a wide grin. It wouldn’t be an easy endeavour, but he had meticulously crafted his strategy, patiently awaiting the perfect moment to unveil his intentions.

Casting a vigilant glance around, he slipped off the porch, quietly following in Li Jing’s wake. When he reached her side, he enveloped her in a tender embrace, his arm encircling her waist, drawing her closer to his body.

Li Jing turned her head, a quizzical expression on her face, her neck arched to meet his gaze. “What are you doing? You’re acting strange,” she whispered, her voice barely audible.

“I’m sorry. But before anything else, we need to talk,” Ye Cheng murmured, his breath caressing her ear.

“Talk?” Her brows furrowed, curiosity mingling with anticipation.

“Yes. We should discuss our future plans since the vacation had ended.”

“Our future?” Her voice carried a note of confusion, her eyes searching his for clarity.

“Yes. Our family has experienced its fair share of trials and tribulations. The last thing I want is for us to be ensnared in a similar fate.”

“But why?”

“Because I don’t want to see you hurt again.”

“Hurt?”

“Yes. Like my mum was. So, I would take care of things fast and spend the rest days of my life making you happy.”

Li Jing’s features softened, a mixture of gratitude and affection adorning her face. She leaned forward, her lips brushing gently against his cheek. “Thank you, hun,” she whispered, her words carrying a profound sense of appreciation.

Ye Cheng’s heart skipped a beat, his grip tightening around her waist. His mouth hung agape, attempting to capture the essence of every word she had uttered.

“You know what else brings me joy?” Li Jing’s voice interrupted his reverie.

“What?” Ye Cheng replied, his curiosity piqued.

“When you express your feelings and seal them with a kiss on my cheek or forehead.”

Her words resonated with tenderness, evoking a soft chuckle from Ye Cheng’s lips. He couldn’t help but marvel at her radiant beauty, illuminated by the golden rays of the sun. The sweetness of her voice, as she uttered those three powerful words, filled his heart with warmth.

“I love you too,” he responded, his voice laced with sincerity.

“Let’s go inside. I’m eager to have you again,” Li Jing offered, her mischievous wink igniting a flicker of desire within him.

They stepped inside without hesitation, welcomed by a maid who bowed her head in respect. “Welcome, sir and madam.”

“Thank you,” Ye Cheng and Li Jing replied in unison.

“By the way, I noticed a different car upon your arrival. Is someone here?” Ye Cheng inquired.

“About that sir… You have a visitor. The master is around and wishes to see you.”

At the mention of that word ‘master’, a sense of foreboding crept into Ye Cheng’s consciousness, his brows furrowing. Li Jing’s heartbeat quickened, a tinge of unease settling within her.

“Alright,” Ye Cheng said, mustering composure as he led Li Jing towards the living room, their hands intertwined.

As they approached, three men stood by the door, two donning black suits and one clad in a crisp white suit. The man at the center concealed half his face behind a mask.

Ignoring them, he shifted his gaze to the center of the living room. Seated not far from them was Ye Cheng’s father, adorned in a maroon suit, his hair meticulously styled and as he leaned against a maroon-coloured walking stick in his hand, he looked thoughtful and aged.

“Good morning, Young Master,” the first suited gentleman greeted with courtesy, stepping aside. “Welcome, Young Madam.”

At once Ye Sheng’s head turned abruptly, his gaze meeting his son and his daughter-in-law’s, as the weight of uncertainty hung in the air.

“Hello, son.”

Ye Cheng’s heart skipped a beat as he heard his father’s voice. It had been a long time since they last saw each other, and the unexpected reunion filled him with a mix of emotions.

Li Jing stood beside him, her hand squeezing his for reassurance.

“Father,” Ye Cheng greeted, his voice filled with both surprise and caution.

He took a step forward, closing the distance between them. “It’s been a while. What brings you here?”

Ye Sheng’s gaze shifted from his son to Li Jing, his eyes filled with a mix of curiosity and warmth.

“I wanted to see my son and meet the woman who has captured his heart,” he replied, his tone carrying a hint of nostalgia.

“I’ve heard much about you, Li Jing.”

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