Rustic Charm: The Doctor Immortal
Chapter 293: The Headlights are Flickering

Chapter 293: Chapter 293: The Headlights are Flickering

Liu Yishou looked surprised, suddenly turned his head to look at Chen Dashan, and was speechless for a while, realizing that Chen Dashan was more thoughtful and measured than he had appeared to be.

And more decisive.

This son-in-law is priceless!

"Hahaha..." Liu Yishou laughed heartily, nodding repeatedly and said, "I’ve always trusted you with your work, no matter what it is, I support you!"

"Come over to our place more often these days, it’s better for the family to spend more time together!"

Chen Dashan smiled and politely agreed.

Throughout the journey, Liu Yishou, whether it was because Liu Qianqian was helping him or for some other reason, there was indeed a favor owed, and he should not forget that.

After sending Liu Yishou back, Wu Hongling called, saying that she, Liu Qianqian, and Han Yifei were at the entrance of Tianbin Hotel, fearing Chen Dashan might be at a disadvantage, ready to rush in at any moment.

Receiving the call, Chen Dashan was torn between laughter and tears. He had no choice but to return to Tianbin Hotel and pick up the three women.

"Master, we were just standing by the entrance, how did you get out?"

Wu Hongling asked.

Looking at the revolving door of Tianbin Hotel, Wu Hongling couldn’t figure it out. Chen Dashan said, "The elevator on the 9th floor goes straight to the private parking lot, no need to go through the hotel lobby at all."

"Alright then!"

The three of them squeezed into Chen Dashan’s new Range Rover under the hot sun.

Wu Hongling drove, Han Yifei sat in the passenger seat, and Liu Qianqian clung to Chen Dashan’s arm without letting go. Today, Liu Qianqian wore a peach-pink tank top, denim shorts below, and silver high-heeled sandals on her feet, paired with a striking small cross-body bag, looking fashionable and sexy. Her curvaceous figure, combined with the aura of a heiress, made passersby stop and steal glances.

"It’s so hot!"

"I’m burning up, my skin is going to get scorched." Liu Qianqian fanned herself with her hands, squinting at Chen Dashan.

Inside the car, before Wu Hongling and Han Yifei could speak, Liu Qianqian leaned in, curiously asking, "So, what did Deng Tiancheng say? Did you get things done?"

"Done!"

Chen Dashan was sparing with his words. He didn’t want to talk too much about business matters with women for two reasons: one was to avoid worrying them with undue speculation, and two, everyone has their own thoughts, and with the deal already sealed, he didn’t wish to continue the discussion.

"That’s great. I heard from my dad that Deng Tiancheng used to be a contractor in the renovation business, managing a dozen workers, doing renovations in the shanty areas, and he did quite well back in the day. Everyone saw his strong build and didn’t dare not to pay him. With economic development, he became a big boss..."

Liu Qianqian started to explain, as Han Yifei and Wu Hongling gathered around to listen to the story, intrigued.

Chen Dashan said with a smile, "We really owe it to Uncle Liu this time, or else things wouldn’t have gone so smoothly."

"Then how are you going to thank me?"

No sooner had Chen Dashan finished speaking than Liu Qianqian who was beside him pounced on him, her ample cleavage soft and bouncy, trapping Chen Dashan’s arm. Liu Qianqian bit her red lips, looking seductively at Chen Dashan with a hungry lick of her lips.

Chen Dashan had been too busy recently, plus he had other beautiful girls for company, so he hardly thought of her, driving Liu Qianqian crazy.

Not caring that there were others in the car, Liu Qianqian straddled Chen Dashan’s lap, looking down at him from her higher position, their lips nearly touching, "How long has it been since you came to see me?"

Liu Qianqian cooed.

Her delicate, boneless hands moved from Chen Dashan’s face down to his sturdy chest, as Liu Qianqian pressed against him, twisting her waist, and breathed softly like an orchid, "Let me see if you’ve missed me. I’ve been all flustered because of you, why don’t you check?"

The voice was provocative, and the content was even more ambiguous and bold.

Wu Hongling, who was driving, had a flushed face and swallowed saliva from time to time. It seemed that in the future, she couldn’t afford to be too conservative; Liu Qianqian was simply a role model.

Wu Hongling’s gaze was fixed on the road ahead, but actually, she felt itchy inside, eavesdropping on the conversation between Chen Dashan and Liu Qianqian, not missing a word.

Sitting beside her, Han Yifei was breathing rapidly, occasionally turning her head to look out the window and then stealing a glance at the rearview mirror inadvertently.

Chen Dashan lowered his head and saw Liu Qianqian’s towering big white rabbits trembling with the motion of the car, undulating constantly beneath his lips, exuding a milky fragrance, their delicate skin a wonderful sensation. Coupled with the attractive cleavage, Liu Qianqian was intentionally or unintentionally pressing her large breasts against Chen Dashan’s face, grabbing his big hands and placing them on her slender waist, and then moving them further down.

The perfectly curved lines and the softness of a woman’s body.

Chen Dashan shuddered all over and stuck out his tongue to lick the big white rabbit in front of him.

"Mmm ah..."

"Ah..."

Liu Qianqian couldn’t hold back any longer, the man’s hot tongue seemed to ignite the passion within her in an instant. She arched her snow-white neck, biting her red lips and moaning wantonly. If she missed this opportunity, she had no idea when Chen Dashan would see her again.

Seeing the woman in front of him enjoying herself yet with a pained expression of suppression, Chen Dashan’s mouth went dry and his tongue parched. He hugged Liu Qianqian tight and whispered, "Let me see if you missed me."

"Mmm... Mmm, stop it!"

Liu Qianqian was both resisting and welcoming, throwing seductive glances at Chen Dashan while she lifted her perky buttocks, his big hand penetrating deeply and striking home.

The flower bud was already a muddy mess, the fingers glistening with clear liquid.

Chen Dashan’s eyes were hungry, he dominantly stripped down Liu Qianqian’s jeans, then held her and placed her on his lap.

The car jerked violently.

"Mmm ah..."

Liu Qianqian let out a scream of passion, her hands grabbing the backrest of the front seat, rhythmically moving on top of Chen Dashan, her small face blushing red, biting her teeth, continuously crying out.

Wu Hongling frowned, her hands tightly gripping the steering wheel.

Han Yifei’s chest heaved dramatically, her breathing becoming increasingly rapid. A familiar scent permeated the car, intoxicating the mind, and both women couldn’t help but recall the wild times with Chen Dashan, the satisfying feeling of being filled completely. Watching Liu Qianqian’s expression in the rearview mirror, Han Yifei clutched the armrest tightly.

Two long legs clad in black stockings were tightly clamped together.

"Smack!"

Hearing the sound of Chen Dashan spanking Liu Qianqian’s perky buttocks, Han Yifei trembled all over. In the rearview mirror, Liu Qianqian was naked, her big white rabbits in front of her chest trembling violently with the motion of the car. Han Yifei felt completely limp, the seat beneath her wet, longing to be the one violently pounded by Chen Dashan at that moment.

This feeling of wanting but not getting, unable to speak out and being forced to broadcast live, was too tormenting.

Chen Dashan was too bad. If he didn’t go for five hundred rounds with her later, she absolutely wouldn’t let him off.

Han Yifei made up her mind firmly.

More than half an hour later, they finally drove to the newly built office in the shantytown.

"We’re here!"