I Was Originally a Refined Scoundrel

"Saying these things the moment we meet, you haven't changed after all these years."

Ya Fei's originally joyful expression turned cold. She rolled her eyes charmingly, looking at Xiao Lang with disdain.

A custom-tailored light-colored suit showcased Xiao Lang's lean-when-clothed, muscular-when-unclothed physique to perfection. Paired with his custom-made gold-rimmed glasses and a faint smile playing on his lips, he transformed from a sunny young man into a suave gentleman.

However, as soon as he spoke, one realized he was a refined scoundrel.

"Of course. I don't hide my affection for the one I like."

Xiao Lang grinned and walked towards Ya Fei, completely ignoring the elder and the maid as if they didn't exist. His eyes were fixed only on the enchanting woman before him.

"Like? Heh, you left for three years and never came back, not even sending someone else for transactions. Do men's 'likes' only exist in words?" Ya Fei was already accustomed to Xiao Lang's way of speaking.

The reason they were so familiar was that as Xiao Lang grew older, he stopped hiding things and insisted on handling transactions himself, claiming it was for his master.

Thus, they gradually grew closer. Initially, Ya Fei saw Xiao Lang as just a little boy, like a younger brother. But as he grew older, Xiao Lang's playboy personality and tactics gradually made Ya Fei fall for him.

However, neither of them had taken the final step.

"Then I'm not just talking."

Xiao Lang grinned, walked straight over, and wrapped his arm around Ya Fei's slender waist. Seeing this, the elder and the maid tactfully left the room, even closing the door behind them.

"..."

Ya Fei was speechless at the sight.

Uncle Payne, is this how you protect my safety?

"Lord Payne, isn't it a bit much for you to just run off like this?" the maid asked worriedly, looking at Payne outside the door.

"Sigh..." Payne sighed, recalling three years ago. "Three years ago, the kid did the same thing. I went up to give him two slaps, but Ya Fei glared at me and told me not to meddle."

The maid: "..."

Inside the room.

"What do you think you're doing!?"

Ya Fei looked at the handsome face inches from hers. Her usually calm heart began to beat nervously, but as the person in charge of the Temir Auction House, she quickly regained her composure.

"I want to."

Xiao Lang's flirtatious words continued, and his hand on her waist moved lower, the soft touch making him restless.

Feels good.

"Then let's do it, but you can only love me. Otherwise..."

Ya Fei's eyes sparkled with desire. She leaned in and whispered into Xiao Lang's ear, "Otherwise, when you're asleep one day, I'll cut this off and soak it in wine!"

Ya Fei smiled and playfully glanced at a certain area.

"That's not fair. This kind of thing requires mutual consent. Besides, I'm a playboy; I can't hang myself on one tree."

Hearing this, Xiao Lang sobered up. He pulled away and looked at Ya Fei seriously. "Since you're not willing to be one of my women, I won't force you. I came today to discuss a big business deal with you. After this one, I might have to leave Wutan City."

"..."

Seeing Xiao Lang like this again, Ya Fei, who had just gotten caught up in the moment, couldn't help but roll her eyes. She looked at Xiao Lang exasperatedly. "Are you impotent? You can hold back every time?"

"Whether I'm impotent or not, you've touched me before. As for whether your small temple can accommodate a great Buddha like me, that's another question." Xiao Lang completely ignored Ya Fei's provocation.

Although he was a playboy, he wouldn't force anyone. Otherwise, what was the difference between him and a pervert?

"But after three years, you've become even more alluring. Maybe one day I really will take you." Xiao Lang sat on the sofa beside her, his eyes fixed on her fiery figure, not hiding his desire at all.

After three years apart, Ya Fei had become more mature and captivating. If she had been a bit green before, she was now ripe enough to drip.

Especially under the red qipao, her plump and well-proportioned legs, encased in black stockings, outlined a mesmerizing curve that made Xiao Lang want to pounce on her immediately.

However, remembering that she only allowed him to love her exclusively, Xiao Lang calmed down.

"You've changed a lot too."

Ya Fei smiled when she saw this. She sat down beside Xiao Lang, crossing her long, slender legs onto the coffee table, completely unfazed by Xiao Lang's burning gaze. She even deliberately winked at him.

Her eyes seemed to say, Come on, play with me. We have plenty of time.

After three years apart, Xiao Lang had become more mature. His once somewhat childish face had become chiseled, and he now carried an aura of decisiveness.

"You've become even more like a refined scoundrel."

Xiao Lang smiled and placed Ya Fei's legs onto his own. His fair, slender fingers continuously stroked the smooth black silk...

Feeling the wonderful sensation, Xiao Lang couldn't help but narrow his eyes, savoring the moment.

No wonder so many losers in my past life liked black stockings and long legs. This feeling is indeed uniquely wonderful.

"Mmm~"

Seemingly heated by Xiao Lang's practiced touch, Ya Fei let out a soft moan. She quickly pulled her legs away, stepped into her red high heels, and walked to the window, opening it.

"Hoo~"

The cold wind of late autumn instantly blew away the heat within his body, and also dispersed the ambiguous atmosphere that had just filled the room.

After they both calmed down, Ya Fei poured Xiao Lang a cup of tea. Looking at the smile on Xiao Lang's lips, her eyes held a complex emotion. She had many things she wanted to say, but in the end, it all turned into a sigh. She then returned to normal and asked, "What business?"

"I know my current strength isn't enough for you to set aside your dignity and serve me with other women, but that's only a matter of time. I said I was a scumbag."

Xiao Lang's answer was somewhat irrelevant. Seeing that Ya Fei wasn't picking up on his words, he continued, "A ten-billion deal!"

"What? Ten billion? What do you need so much money for?"

Ya Fei was stunned. She had originally thought one billion would be enough, but she never expected him to ask for ten billion. Then, she seemed to realize something, and her rosy lips parted slightly as she asked, "Could it be that the newly rising power in the Tagore Desert is cultivated by you?"