Too Many Temptresses on the Journey West

Six o'clock in the evening.

Luo Feng and Wu Meng were both hungry.

They went downstairs and found a Western restaurant for dinner.

The atmosphere was fairly quiet, and someone was playing the piano in the dining hall.

Luo Feng called the property management office and asked them to help prepare the bedding.

They had two hours.

The property manager had been about to say that this was not part of their responsibilities and that the time was far too tight, but then Luo Feng transferred her thirty thousand yuan as a hardship bonus.

"There are currently three bedrooms. Help me set them up. Keep the budget within five hundred thousand. Thanks."

He did not want to stay at a hotel or return to his old place tonight. It was too shabby.

Now that he had money, he needed to spend it—enjoy life, and enjoy the goddess in front of him.

"Received! We'll definitely complete the task!"

the property manager replied.

Who cared what her job responsibilities were? President Luo was her bread and butter now!

She stopped two colleagues who were about to clock out and whispered, "The homeowner has given us an assignment... We have to finish it within two hours!"

"Why? We're getting off work!" ×2

The two spoke in unison.

"Five thousand yuan each," the property manager said calmly.

"Huh? Oh, there's actually such a good deal? No problem at all!"

"The mall is only a kilometer away. If we move fast, we can buy everything within half an hour. But after buying it, we'll definitely need to wash it once, then dry it..."

"The time is tight, but we can do it!"

The property manager was very pleased. Everyone had a strong sense of initiative.

The three of them immediately set off to get to work.

Inside the Western restaurant.

While waiting for their food, Wu Meng saw Meng Qingyuan's Moments post.

"The happiest thing is meeting you, the one I can entrust my life to, during the best years of my life ()*."

The nine-photo grid contained various real-life photos of a Porsche, with the vehicle registration certificate placed in the center.

Several rows of likes had already piled up, and many Gym Center colleagues had commented below.

Finance: Congratulations to the beautiful Meng for finally landing a catch! You have to treat us to a big meal~

Zhang Qian: Wow! I'm so jealous! Sister Qingyuan, take us for a drive sometime!

Wang Yan: I want to meet the right person too. Sister Qingyuan, don't forget us when you strike it rich.

Even the Manager had sent a message: Beautiful Meng, can you occasionally come back for classes with President Luo? Introduce some big-shot bosses you know to us too.

The Manager's message was quickly deleted.

Wu Meng felt miserable, but even more than that, she was angry.

She puffed out her cheeks and asked Luo Feng sweetly, "Husband~ Can I post photos of today's house on Moments?"

A Porsche? The house Brother Feng bought for me was worth more than a dozen Porsches!

I'd like to see whether you, Meng Qingyuan, can still be happy then!

"No problem. Go ahead."

Luo Feng was also looking through messages, and upon hearing that, he roughly understood what was going on.

At that moment, he was chatting with Meng Qingyuan.

"Brother Feng, I want to sleep hugging you tonight. I'm scared being alone at night ('ε`)"

"I still have so many clothes here that I haven't worn yet~"

Luo Feng really wanted to go, but he definitely had to accompany Wu Meng tonight.

"Be good. I already have plans tonight. I'll come see you tomorrow."

"Oh ()σ"

After replying to Meng Qingyuan, he saw messages from Zhang Qian and Wang Yan.

Wang Yan: "Brother Feng, my cat can do a Backflip. Want to come see it?"

Attached was a photo. Sunlight passed through her thin gauze robe, vaguely revealing her curvaceous figure. Certain crucial spots were just barely hidden.

Zhang Qian: "Brother Feng, I wore the bracelet out today, and my friends thought I'd gotten a boyfriend, hehe~"

Attached was a photo of a slender hand wearing the bracelet. It was far too subtle.

Ai Yuanyuan: "Brother Feng, my flight gets back the day after tomorrow."

A pair of long legs clad in Black Silk Stockings rested on the arm of the sofa, straight and slender, with half her thighs exposed—fair, smooth, and voluptuous.

Luo Feng finally understood the hardships Tang Sanzang had faced on his journey for the scriptures.

There were simply too many demons trying to sway his mind. A mere mortal like him had no way to resist.

The messages continued pouring in, along with even more tempting, scantily clad photos.

He recalled how some of his friends had once called people godfather and grandpa just to get a few photoshoots or revealing pictures. Yet now, goddesses and beauties in real life were voluntarily sending him photos. The difference was truly enormous.

The parched starved while the flooded drowned.

Even when he said he was going to take a shower, replying with things like "mm-hmm" and "ah," he still couldn't fend off the enthusiasm of several women.

"Sir, ma'am, please enjoy."

The steak and red wine were brought over. After setting them down, the server left.

"Mengmeng, eat. You can play with your phone later."

Seeing Wu Meng still fiddling with her phone nonstop, Luo Feng reminded her.

"Almost done!"

Wu Meng posted several carefully arranged photos and captions to her Moments, then put down her phone and began cutting her steak.

Less than a minute later, Wu Meng's phone started chiming incessantly.

A flood of messages came pouring in.

Wu Meng set her phone to silent, thoroughly satisfied.

Meanwhile, Meng Qingyuan had just driven out of her residential complex, planning to go shopping with her best friend from finance.

Then the call came. Her phone was connected to Bluetooth, and she pressed the answer button in the car.

"Qingyuan, where are you?"

"Did you see Wu Meng's Moments post?"

"Do you know your home's been stolen?"

Liu Xiaoyi from finance spoke anxiously, opening with three rapid-fire questions.

Meng Qingyuan was a little stunned and hurriedly pulled over to the roadside.

"Hurry up and check Wu Meng's Moments! Contact your Brother Feng right away!"

"How could you feel safe letting such a rich patron stay outside alone? Wu Meng..."

Liu Xiaoyi rattled on without stopping.

"I'm looking, I'm looking right now!"

Meng Qingyuan opened Wu Meng's Moments.

"The scenery is really beautiful. On the left is a bustling, prosperous city; on the right is a quiet, tranquil lakeside view. Thank you, husband~ I'll always stay by your side~"

It was accompanied by a string of heart and kissing emojis.

A terrible premonition began growing wildly in Meng Qingyuan's heart. She hurriedly opened the nine-photo grid below.

She skipped past several landscape photos, but the one in the middle shattered her heart.

"Blue Bay, 288 square meters, sole ownership under Wu Meng!"

Liu Xiaoyi's voice rang out again. "I just checked the online listings. A Blue Bay unit of that size and layout costs at least thirteen million!"

"A mansion worth over ten million, and it's even under Wu Meng's name!"

"Your Porsche only cost a million!"

Meng Qingyuan was both anxious and speechless. Are you here to stab me in the heart? Why are your words so hurtful?

"Alright, I get it. I'm hanging up first."

After ending the call, Meng Qingyuan took several deep breaths in the car, pulled up Luo Feng's number, and dialed it.

Western restaurant.

Gentle piano music echoed through the restaurant. Luo Feng had already finished a steak, while Wu Meng had only taken a few bites. Too many messages had come in, and even though she had only replied to the important ones, it still took up quite a bit of time.

"Bzz, bzz, bzz..."

Luo Feng's phone vibrated. The caller ID showed Meng Qingyuan.

He casually picked it up and answered without any attempt to hide it.

"Husband~ Husband~"

Meng Qingyuan opened with an incredibly cutesy, coquettish voice.

"I miss you so much. Are you with Mengmeng? Can I come over..."

Luo Feng looked up at Wu Meng across from him...

Huh?

Where was she?

A zipper was pulled open.

Hiss...