Sweet Wife Arrives: Mr. CEO, Please Pamper Me
Chapter 93: V4: Feng Chengjin picked her up, walked to the seaside, and threw her into the sea_2

Chapter 93: V4: Feng Chengjin picked her up, walked to the seaside, and threw her into the sea_2

By default, Qin Nuo laughed even more, "Besides, wearing something hot and revealing to attract everyone’s attention is what women think. If a man is truly interested in a woman, he absolutely won’t want her dressed too hotly; being pretty is enough. If he really wants to see something hot, he’ll watch it in bed..."

Listening to the devilish undertone of his words, Jiang Yuan cast a disdainful glance.

"Then why buy this style?"

"What’s wrong with this style? It’s not revealing and makes one look younger. President Feng loves sports, and this style suits him."

After speaking, Jiang Yuan glanced around.

She realized Qin Nuo was indeed right.

Although Gu Zixuan’s pure and fair outfit didn’t earn nods from many women present, she almost became the focal point among all the men there.

Because, despite her slender physique, her curves were still prominent, her swimsuit tantalizingly revealing. Her waist hollow, collarbone, and other areas were quite exposed, though key parts were well-covered.

More remarkably, her proportions were nearly perfect, and those long, straight legs aroused covert hormonal attraction.

If not for her height, she would definitely meet model standards!

Feng Chengjin’s gaze lightly flickered, settling on her legs, her waist, and finally her face.

...

The sand volleyball match started, Gu Zixuan holding a volleyball in one hand, her eyes blazing.

She was fuming inside. Who does that, forcing someone into action by throwing them into the ocean!

Feng Chengjin was composed, completely ignoring her knife-like anger as he stood smiling on the opposite side of the net.

In truth, Gu Zixuan’s angry look was amusing.

Perhaps she was used to maintaining elegance, even glaring lacked much impact. Instead, through her tightly pursed red lips, he felt a full sense of playful anger, and the scar on her face faded, looking not abrupt but somewhat like a wildcat’s whiskers.

Gu Zixuan didn’t know what Feng Chengjin was thinking, but seeing his expression, she knew he didn’t care.

Taking a deep breath, she tightened her fingers on the volleyball, saying, "My team has to beat you by 3 points, then you’ll swim to that line over there."

Feng Chengjin tilted his head, following her gesture to glance at the indicated spot—a depth almost fit for sailing.

Finding it amusing, he nodded, "Alright."

Seeing him agree, Gu Zixuan snorted lightly, showing sarcasm.

But before serving, Feng Chengjin added, "If you win 1 point, I’ll swim."

Once again underestimated, Gu Zixuan almost felt like killing him.

Grinding her teeth, she didn’t say more and gracefully sent the ball soaring—a beautiful, curved long shot.

The French are romantic and passionate. As Gu Zixuan retrieved the ball and brought it over, they had already decided to join in.

A beauty’s request can’t be refused, and the attitude of wanting a showdown with a handsome guy made numerous blond French men nod in agreement.

As a result, the teams were divided into two.

On Feng Chengjin’s team, whether intentionally or unintentionally, the French beauties, perhaps unfamiliar with the heaven-descended handsome Asian type, led to a female-dominated team. f r\eew,eb novel.c(o)(m)

This satisfied Gu Zixuan as her side was male-dominated.

Her eyes glistened with cold menace.

Feng Chengjin wasn’t bothered, seeing the served ball, he effortlessly lunged and spiked.

In an instant, Gu Zixuan understood Feng Chengjin’s combat prowess, her lips curling coldly as she summoned the spirit from her university days in the United States, participating in the school’s volleyball team.

Though she couldn’t match Feng Chengjin’s strength, she excelled in technique, and the European guys nearby helped frequently.

A thrilling sand volleyball game ensued, with cheers and whistles unending on the beach.

Qin Nuo and Jiang Yuan, two sports novices, could only watch in awe, their hearts unable to suppress admiration.

They were indeed the distinguished elites from wealthy families, the education they received was different from theirs.

All their lives, they had squeezed their brains to think only of one thing: how to earn money, how to establish themselves in society, how to rise to the top.

Their lives were filled with goals and interests.

Unlike them.

Everything was simple, like brushing teeth and washing face.

They had learned everything and could do everything.

Playing sand volleyball... without witnessing it, they wouldn’t believe that the elegant Miss Gu also had an astonishingly athletic side!

...

In the lobby of the JW Marriott Cannes Hotel, Yu Yuanshen, having just arrived, inquired in French at the front desk about checking in.

The French receptionist stared at Yu Yuanshen’s face with delight.

But when it came to inquiries, she shook her head repeatedly, saying, "non, non."

Yu Yuanshen knew it was difficult for Europeans, who valued honesty and customer privacy greatly.

Finally, he settled for the next best thing, asking in French whether he could be told the surname of the person who booked the most luxurious suite since his sister was missing, and he was very anxious.

At this, the French receptionist finally showed a hint of emotion and nodded, saying she could check the surname for him.

After some searching, the French receptionist looked up, informing him that only one customer had booked four deluxe suites, the surname was Le, Goff.

Upon hearing there was no connection to Feng Chengjin, and the number of rooms seemed incorrect, Yu Yuanshen felt a bit disappointed.

Still, he nodded, said thank you.

The French receptionist was reluctant but had no excuse to keep him since his sister wasn’t here.

Yu Yuanshen gathered his passport and other items, preparing to leave, but as he turned around, he caught sight of the commotion on the beach.

Whoever scored, the entire crowd was cheering.

On the sand, Gu Zixuan smashed a ball with a tricky angle and scored. Feng Chengjin’s team missed it due to the slower reaction of the back row beauties.

Gu Zixuan joyfully jumped and high-fived her teammates.

On the other side, Feng Chengjin shook his head with amusement and bent over to pick up the ball.

In the lobby, Yu Yuanshen couldn’t see any special scenes anymore.

There was no Feng Chengjin.

Though one woman’s back slightly resembled Zixuan, the bouncing, cheerful state was completely unlike her.

The Gu Zixuan he remembered was always quiet and poised; even on the beach, she would sit quietly and enjoy the view.

Recalling her gracious and gentle demeanor.

Yu Yuanshen shook his head, wheeled his suitcase, and left.

At the lobby entrance, as Yu Yuanshen left, a handsome man with deep silver eyes entered, heading towards the front desk, greeted cheerfully by the pretty French receptionist, "Hi! Stephen Le, Goff."

Stephen smiled, nodded at her, stepped forward, and leaned his elbow on the marble counter, looking towards the beach.

Spotting Feng Chengjin, his deep silver eyes sparkled with light.

Using French, he said, "That guy’s been to Cannes so many times, this is the first time I’m seeing him playing."

"Yes, I didn’t expect it either; Mr. Feng is so handsome, I want to kiss him." The French receptionist was enthusiastic and candid.

Stephen shook his head, "Don’t even think about it; he likes the lady opposite him." freeNovelFire

"Oh, Mr. Stephen, you’re such a bummer." The French receptionist pouted her red lips, retrieving her admiring gaze while handing over the consumption list, "Since you changed your check-in date and number of rooms yesterday, after consulting with the manager, we’ve given you a room first; you’ll need to complete the paperwork."

"Alright, lovely ROM. Miss Catherine." Stephen pulled a pen from the pocket near his chest, drawing a beautiful curve with his left hand as he quickly signed.

Catherine, being complimented, smiled with crescent-shaped eyes, "By the way, an Asian gentleman came earlier looking for his sister, only checking luxury suites. I gave him your surname, and he left upon hearing."

Stephen paused, recalling yesterday in the Lincoln with Feng Chengjin, who specially instructed him using French.

His deep silver eyes suddenly dimmed.