Infinite Ebullience
Chapter 1417 - 6 Attentive Hospitality

Chapter 1417: Chapter 6 Attentive Hospitality

Tang Zheng acted the perfect gentleman as he wrapped his arm around Miranda’s waist and kissed her back.

Some male guests looked on enviously at Tang Zheng, who was receiving such warm attention from Miranda, while the female guests speculated about his identity.

Before entering the Trojan Room, Miranda was just a billionaire, with a bit of fame in the true high society, but not enough to drive people crazy with adoration. However, since her return from the Cretaceous Period, she had become much bolder, employing various means to not only become one of the top ten wealthiest individuals but also forged many alliances in politics. Of course, she hadn’t neglected the entertainment industry, sparkling with stars.

In today’s America, Miranda’s status was akin to that of an underground queen. Although she couldn’t yet match the old-money families like Morgan, Rockefeller, and DuPont, she had undeniably become a significant force.

Having just absorbed a primordial fire, Tang Zheng still had some undigested energy on him. When Miranda touched him, invisible electric arcs leaped to her, skittering across her skin.

The lady trembled subtly, almost moaning with pleasure. Fortunately, she had good self-control; otherwise, her lapse today would definitely become a hot topic in high society.

"I remember you had a husband, didn’t you?" Tang Zheng pulled away from Miranda’s lips, looked into her eyes, and whispered a question, as this kiss had clearly exceeded the bounds of mere friendship.

"Do you want to see him?" Miranda had already let go of Tang Zheng, but the stimulation of the electric current made her irresistible. She leaned in close to his ear, whispering seductively, and quickly licked his earlobe.

Zap! Red electric arcs danced on Miranda’s tongue, creating an indescribable pleasure that quickly spread throughout her body via her spine.

Tang Zheng frowned slightly; after all, he was a man of integrity and had no interest in stealing another’s wife.

Miranda, fearless as she was, moved quickly. The onlooking guests had not noticed, but with her current reputation, she no longer cared about their opinion. Plus, even if they witnessed something salacious, they wouldn’t dare to speak out.

Retaliation from a lady of her standing could be fearsome.

"Don’t worry, he’s long dead. Come on, enjoy the party tonight. I’ve arranged for the hottest diva to perform especially for you!" Miranda linked her arm naturally with Tang Zheng’s and accompanied him into the mansion.

"You’re making me feel quite flattered!" Tang Zheng gazed directly at her but swiftly surveyed the surrounding environment, thinking about where to exit in case of a surprise attack.

"You saved my life; all this is only fitting!" Miranda was emotive in her reply, but her true thoughts remained a mystery. One could never expect to see the truth on the face of a woman of her standing.

"What about Jack and Nicole? They’re not dead, right?" Tang Zheng felt that Jack, with his moral quirks, would definitely not be found in such a noisy environment.

"Jack’s surgeries are all booked up; he couldn’t come to see you, and naturally, Nicole has to work," laughed Miranda. "Jack’s definitely not normal. Which of the Conquerors wouldn’t take the opportunity to rest after leaving the room? Not him, he insists on performing a dozen surgeries every day. It tires me just to think about it."

"I’ll visit them tomorrow." Tang Zheng couldn’t match Jack’s level but that didn’t stop him from admiring the man.

"I’ll arrange the car for you." As Miranda stepped onto the staircase, servants opened the villa’s main entrance.

All the guests in the lobby quieted down and turned their attention to Miranda, with curious glances sweeping over Tang Zheng.

A waiter in a tailcoat approached with a tray bearing two glasses of red wine. Miranda handed one to Tang Zheng and picked up the other.

"Let us welcome the host of tonight’s banquet, Smith Tang, CHEERS!" Miranda raised her glass and took a sip.

"CHEERS!" The guests collectively raised their glasses.

Tang Zheng responded with a slight smile and took a sip.

"Let’s go, to the second floor. That’s where I’ve prepared a special show for you!" Miranda gestured for the guests to enjoy themselves, holding Tang Zheng’s arm as they headed for the staircase.

"I won’t be on the front page of the New York Times tomorrow, will I?" Tang Zheng observed the living room, feeling that among these people there might be lurking Conquerors.

"Don’t worry. At most, it’ll just be some harmless scandal." With Miranda’s standing, one would never see any negative press about her - editors wouldn’t dare offend her, and the printing presses wouldn’t dare print it.

"What status are you now? I’d imagine there wouldn’t be any eavesdropping on your turf, right?" Tang Zheng finally voiced his curiosity, looking at how comfortably Miranda lived; she must be at least a Hero of the first stage.

"What do you think?" Miranda playfully pinched Tang Zheng’s thigh. "You could always feel for yourself?"

"Don’t tease me, or I’ll make sure you can’t leave the bed," warned Tang Zheng, not wanting to be passive, he gave Miranda’s buttocks a smack.

"I’d welcome it!" retorted Miranda, giving Tang Zheng a look and then suddenly furrowing her brow. "What exactly happened to you? Why do I feel so comfortable when I’m near you?"

"No way?" Tang Zheng looked at his hands, nothing was amiss.

"I’m at First stage Hero. I just got promoted after the last fight. As for my Ability, forgive me for keeping it a secret." Miranda also wanted to keep some trump cards, "Don’t try asking my Team members, they don’t know much either."

"How many people are in your Team?" Tang Zheng was inwardly alarmed, he hadn’t realized Miranda was so domineering. In the Warhammer team, only a few were ahead of her.

"Seven Conquerors. What about yours?" Miranda smiled, probing, "I know you’re a soft-hearted guy, but it can’t be more than twelve, right?"

"Wrong. Twenty, exactly!" Tang Zheng walked up the stairs and noticed Miranda had stopped in place, failing to follow.

"That’s impossible, twenty people? Do you take me for a fool?" Miranda challenged, "Even the Ruptured Puppet’s team has only fifteen members. As for Nuclear Flame, that guy who loves going solo, it’s good enough if he cares about ten members."

"That’s the truth!" Tang Zheng shrugged his shoulders.

"You really make me look at you with new respect." Miranda hastened her steps, hugged Tang Zheng, and then pinned him against the Wall, "Kiss me!"

Two maids passed by, treating them as if they were air; they dared not comment on their mistress’s behavior.

"Let’s see what entertainment you’ve arranged!" Tang Zheng deflected the subject.

"Heh, you’re still so passive," Miranda laughed lightly, kissed Tang Zheng like a Dragonfly skimming the water, and pulled him into the next door room.

In the spacious room, under the illumination of luxurious chandeliers, Tang Zheng saw dozens of beauties, each with their own Mannerism. Their bodies were barely covered by gauze, no other clothes in sight, yet they exhibited no sign of shyness.

Clap clap, Miranda clapped her hands.

"Are you not going to serve your host?" Following Miranda’s words, about a dozen women immediately flocked to him, sticking to his body.

"Sorry!" Tang Zheng stepped back, extended his hand, signaling them not to come near.

"Wow, still such a gentleman!" A beauty with brown skin chuckled and hugged his Arm, giving him a kiss, "I really like nice guys like you."

The other women were also very attentive, but Tang Zheng firmly pulled away the woman’s hand, stopping them.

"What, don’t you like it? Don’t all men like the company of women?" Miranda waved her hand and made them leave.

With the owner’s arrival, the previously drinking and jesting women lowered their voices, and some, oblivious to others, stripped off their gauze and put on Bikinis that had been prepared earlier, stepping onto the stage to dance.

The music in the room became upbeat rock, and the beauties started to sway.

"It’s too noisy." Tang Zheng liked peace and quiet and didn’t indulged to such an extent.

"You should learn to enjoy yourself. Has Trojan Room life made you into an ascetic?" Miranda forced Tang Zheng to sit on the Sofa, and immediately, a blonde beauty served up Champagne.

Tang Zheng remained silent, not taking the drink.

Miranda humphed, took a sip of Champagne, and then hugged Tang Zheng, mouth to mouth feeding him the drink.

The women gathered around immediately burst into cheers.

"Any of these women here, if you like, you can have at will. See that long-legged girl? She’s a somewhat famous film star, and that brunette, a well-known Radio station broadcaster." Miranda sat beside Tang Zheng, introducing the identities of these women, "Relax and enjoy yourself, their health is absolutely guaranteed."

The women swarmed over again, and due to the temperature in the room and the dancing, they were sweating, filled with the scent of hormones.

Tang Zheng did not reach out to touch these women; he was not adept at playing the field.

"What, don’t you like it? Then let’s change the group. Tell me who you like, and I’ll find her for you." Miranda was confident, "You’ve seen Films, right? Don’t you have a favorite female star?"

"Let them leave. Your company is enough for me." Tang Zheng turned the tables, feeling it was necessary to teach Miranda a lesson, so he pushed her down onto the Sofa, pressing her beneath him.

"You like it here?" Miranda was momentarily shocked but then laughed, hugging Tang Zheng’s head, "Kiss me, then!"