Tang Changsheng smiled faintly and left them undisturbed. I really should get a proper business going.
Da Xiang had long wanted to start an antiques business for him, but Tang Changsheng had stopped him. Back then, the General's Temple had no shortage of money, so Tang Changsheng had paid the matter little mind.
Now, he began to give it serious thought.
The helicopter was ready in no time. It flew toward Yin-Yang Mountain and landed there before dark.
Liang Ge had already taken his leave. Only Tang Changsheng, Quintina, and Bonnie returned to the Mountain.
Their school had gone on break, and the women had come to see Tang Changsheng together. But he had been away, first flying to the Rome Sultanate, then disappearing again.
As it happened, Ling Xiaoyu's father, Ling Zheng, was running for election. With nothing better to do, the four women had started offering advice and helping his campaign. They had even treated it as a social-practice project.
That was how Quintina and Bonnie had ended up working on the campaign, been harassed, and happened to catch Tang Changsheng's eye.
When they returned to the General's Temple, the helicopter had barely landed before a soft, fragrant figure threw herself into Tang Changsheng's arms. It was Ling Xiaoyu!
They had not seen each other in almost a year. Ling Xiaoyu seemed a little more mature and had grown noticeably slimmer. Her baby fat had gradually faded, making her lovelier than ever.
Behind her stood Arabella. Though she wore only a faint smile, the flicker in her gentle eyes gave her away. Tang Changsheng knew she was nowhere near as calm as she looked...
That night, cool moonlight spilled through the window, faintly revealing the lovely curves of the women on the bed. Tang Changsheng slipped out quietly,