Infinite Ebullience
Chapter 569 - 40: The Love That Never Began

Chapter 569: Chapter 40: The Love That Never Began

"Uncle won’t die, whoever talks nonsense, I’ll kill him!" Lu Fan glared at Ruxiong with a ferocious look.

The reporter’s heart pounded, cursing himself for being nosy, he could tell the little Lolita was not joking.

"Fanfan, I’m here." Tang Zheng saw that little Lolita was on the verge of losing control and quickly called out.

Lu Fan’s face lit up with joy, like a weary bird returning to the forest, she came running over, with a final leap, she threw herself into his arms, buried her cheek in his neck, and rubbed affectionately.

"Alright, check the fleet and treat the wounded." Tang Zheng patted Lu Fan’s head, instructing his personal assistant to quickly attend to the rescue matters.

"We’re going to waste more time." Pang Meiqin was helpless, and turned to Jasons, "Mr. magnate, you spend some money to call a rescue team, we need to continue our journey."

Jasons nodded, tried to make a phone call, but the signal was poor, and the noise was too loud. After a lot of trouble, they finally reached Cairo at midnight.

They checked into a hotel, and once the train tickets were booked, everyone could finally enjoy a peaceful sleep.

Having finally stayed in a luxurious four-star hotel, the Conquerors didn’t want to share rooms with others, demanding personal space to relax. Tang Zheng agreed because everyone has things they don’t want others to know about. However, the newbies were not treated this way, and Aima had to stay with Qin Yan.

Lu Fan had expended much of her energy protecting the Hummer and releasing her powers for too long, she had fallen asleep from exhaustion.

Tang Zheng stood in the bathroom, taking off his Protective Clothing for the first time after entering the Trojan Horse Game, soaking in a hot bath, and almost groaned with comfort.

Knock, knock, someone was at the door. Tang Zheng wrapped a bath towel around his waist and went out.

"I ordered some late-night snacks for you." Yu Manli was standing outside the room, looking at Tang Zheng, a waiter pushing a food cart behind her.

"Come in." Tang Zheng stepped aside, Yu Manli elegantly instructed the waiter to arrange the food, opened the red wine, then tipped him three hundred Egyptian pounds and sent him away.

"Do you need a massage? I’ve learned a bit." Without a trace of embarrassment, Yu Manli entered the bathroom, drained the slightly cooled water from the tub, and refilled it with hot water.

Tang Zheng leaned against the bathroom door, a frown on his face. This woman’s face was ordinary, her chest not large, but she had an exceptional elegance, full-bodied figure, and exuded a fully matured scent.

"Alright." The mature woman then prepared to undress and change into a bathrobe to massage Tang Zheng.

"No need to trouble yourself." Tang Zheng quickly stopped her, breaking out in a cold sweat, women in control of a billion dollars worth of assets were certainly not simple—they understood people’s intentions without saying much.

Although she didn’t say much, her casual interactions, gentle smile, well-tended demeanor revealed a warm thoughtfulness that was intoxicating.

Tang Zheng felt that nurturing kind of care, like the warm and sunny weather in spring. After a tense life and death journey, even the strongest person will carry hidden emotional wounds that needed gentle healing.

Yu Manli wasn’t beautiful, but she maximized the beauty of a woman. Her every movement, composed and natural, dignified yet generous.

She flicked back a strand of her hair that had fallen onto her forehead while bending over. Just this action alone made her allure undeniable.

"Take good care of yourself. If you need anything, just call for me." Yu Manli didn’t linger, she exited the bathroom, but her gentle tone still lingered, "I asked the kitchen to make you some chicken soup; drink more to replenish your body. Also, rest early; we have an eight o’clock train tomorrow!"

Smelling the faint scent of perfume that lingered in the bathroom, Tang Zheng sighed. When it came to dealing with men, Yu Manli was streets ahead of Chen Hong. Among all the women Tang Zheng knew, apart from An Xiuru, nobody could compare to her.

"I wonder what Sister Xiu Ru is doing?" Tang Zheng stripped and got into the tub. The water temperature was just right, making him want to sleep.

Just as Tang Zheng sighed, Chen Hong’s head briefly flashed across the doorway, then she peeked back in, looked at him and gave him a smile.

"So here you are, I’ve been looking for you." Chen Hong walked in, the water in the tub was very clear.

"What’s up?" Tang Zheng reached for his bathrobe, he hadn’t gotten used to exposing himself in front of women.

"Yu Manli said you were looking for me!" Chen Hong couldn’t even lie properly, she averted his gaze and let her lie slip through.

"No, go out." Tang Zheng shook his head. For a woman who hadn’t made a mistake yet, his tone was not stern.

"Don’t you need a shower? I can wash your back." Chen Hong picked up the towel, advanced towards Tang Zheng, but the floor was too slippery, and she suddenly plunged towards the ground. Her head hit the edge of the tub. If she had fallen harder, the fallen star would’ve surely disfigured her face, even losing a few teeth.

Tang Zheng, disregarding his bathrobe, reached out to help Chen Hong.

The shaken starlet then saw a firm eight-pack in front of her.

"You have a strong body, oh!" Before Chen Hong could finish her sentence, she was dropped by Tang Zheng back on the floor. "What are you doing?"

Tang Zheng ignored her, but just as he was about to leave the room, Chen Hong grabbed his bathrobe.

"Humph, back when I was famous, those big bosses would pay me over a million to dine with them, but I never went." Chen Hong huffed proudly, speaking of her value. She then stood up, puffed out her chest, pulled in her stomach, strutting like a peacock in full display. Her implication was to tell Tang Zheng, it was a significant advantage to him to sleep with her.

"So what?" Tang Zheng laughed, "Let go."

"Hey, are you really dumb, or are you just pretending to be dumb? I’ve never seen a man who isn’t lustful, are you not normal physiologically?" Chen Hong looked at Tang Zheng with a doubtful face, "Can’t you use it?"

Either Chen Hong is genuinely stupid, or she’s a fool in a wise man’s clothes.

Tang Zheng’s eye corners twitched a bit, faced with this kind of woman, there was really nothing he could do.

"Enough." Tang Zheng shook off Chen Hong and left the bathroom.

"Haha, I’ve only been with one man, I had a tough time making my way in the entertainment industry, then I met a big figure, he elevated me, after becoming famous I wanted to leave him, but I was blacklisted, I underwent three years of obscurity, had no choice but to return to him in order to restart my stardom, but that bastard just thought of me as a forbidden item." Chen Hong laughed, "I don’t want to be a golden canary, I want to fly."

"Be careful not to break your wings." Tang Zheng grumbled, "Go out, I don’t want to hear about someone’s love history."

"It’s true, I have big breasts, a pretty face, and a nice body, he’s particularly infatuated with me, I’ll tell you in secret, that big shot loves licking my feet the most, do you want to know his name, it will definitely scare you if I tell you, hey, what are you doing, don’t push me, I haven’t finished spilling the beans yet."

The door slammed shut, almost flattening Chen Hong’s nose.

"Bastard, an unromantic smelly man." Chen Hong, fuming with anger, kicked the door, turned around and saw Aima standing nearby, she snorted, didn’t curse, and like a proud peacock, she strutted away gracefully, but tripped due to the overly soft carpet.

"Tang Zheng, it’s me." Aima knocked on the door.

"Where’s Qin Yan?" Tang Zheng opened the door, he wasn’t too concerned about Aima, after all, she was staying next door.

"She’s asleep, and she knows I’m here." Aima saw the food and walked in, smiling, "I’m hungry, too. Shall we eat together?"

"Wait for me, I need to get dressed." Tang Zheng couldn’t refuse.

"Are you a gentleman, or are you just not into her?" Aima sat at the dining table, took a sip of red wine, and suddenly asked, "She’s pretty attractive."

"What do you think?" Tang Zheng finished putting on his freshly washed protective suit, he preferred to maintain a distance from Chen Hong and avoid provoking the newbie as much as possible.

"Not sure." Aima, with a burning gaze, looked at Tang Zheng, raised her glass, and said, "Stop talking about her, it’s a downer. Thank you for saving me today."

"It’s nothing." Tang Zheng clinked glasses with her, took a sip, and said, "There’s no need for gratitude. If you die, we would die too."

Aima seemed to want to say something, but then stopped.

"I know you have a lot of questions, but I’m not going to answer them." Tang Zheng shook his head, "Think of me as a passerby. Once the queen is sealed, you’ll have a stable life. By the way, what’s your account number? The money that came from Jasons, half of it is yours."

"I don’t want the money." Aima stood up, walked to Tang Zheng, stared at him for a moment, then as if making a decision, she downed the red wine in her glass, then sat on Tang Zheng’s lap and wrapped her arms around his neck.

Just as Tang Zheng was about to speak, Aima kissed directly. The red wine also flowed into his mouth.

"Bastard, can’t you respond to my kiss?" Aima paused, glared at Tang Zheng, then kissed him again, this time wrapping his neck tighter with her arms.

Aima was certainly a girl who dared to love and hate. Tang Zheng remembered the first time he saw her, a girl in a suit and high heels protesting at the museum. He also couldn’t forget the first sight of that tall, sexy girl in black stockings as she ferociously kicked a museum worker in the groin.

Tang Zheng raised a hand, stopping it at the blonde stunner’s red lips. Aima didn’t understand. She extended her tongue to lick his hand a few times, then looked at him, puzzled.

"Get up. You don’t love me, you’re just grateful to me. It’s normal to have the impulse to offer yourself after shared adversity, but I don’t want you to regret it later." Tang Zheng patted the girl’s buttocks, asking her to get up.

"Are you doubting my love?" Aima seemed a little angry, bit his finger hard and left a tooth mark.

"Didn’t you say that I’m 007? James Bond has many women. Aren’t you jealous?" Tang Zheng endured the pain. It was no big deal to be bitten.

"Hmph, I have no interest in being a Bond girl anyway." Aima cursed, then laughed again, "But I do have interest in being 007’s wife. I think I can catch his heart."

"That’s impossible." Tang Zheng sighed, "I’ve told you before, there are many things I can’t tell you. The only thing I hope for is that you can return safely and enjoy a peaceful life."

Aima fell silent. She could see that Tang Zheng truly cared about her. If it were any other man, they would have probably carried her into bed by now.

"Pity, does 007 really have to leave every time he finishes a mission?" After giving Tang Zheng a kiss, Aima stood up with a dejected look. But she then put on a struggling smile, slapped Tang Zheng’s chest, and muttered, "Hmph, missing out on me is 007’s loss."

When Aima finishes talking, her eyes moistened. She forcibly held back her tears, ignored Tang Zheng’s calls, ran out of the living room.

It was the first time the girl fell in love with some man, and also the first time to be rejected. Love had wilted before it even bloomed.

Watching Aima slam the door shut, with tears running down her cheeks, Tang Zheng sighed. They were ultimately not the same kind of people.

Seeing the blonde beauty rush into the bedroom, crying into her pillow, Qin Yan unconsciously breathed a sigh of relief, a sense of relief washing over her.

"Tang Zheng is really a fool." Qin Yan shook her head to dispel her confusing thoughts, shoved her face into the pillow, but the mess in her heart prevented her from falling asleep.