Huang Xiaolong was chatting over tea with the ladies in the front hall.
Suddenly, the sound of a car's brakes broke the ambiance, followed swiftly by a melodious, pleading female voice. "Master! Master! Are you there?"
"Little Long, that pretty girl from yesterday has come looking for you. It seems she heeded your advice and didn't have a car accident, saving her life. I guess she's here to thank you today," Ting Xia said with a chuckle. "Little Long, you might as well keep this girl too, instead of letting others enjoy the 'bountiful water'."
Now, Huang Xiaolong's women were unbothered by his behavior of flirting every time he met a girl. Objectively speaking, with Huang Xiaolong's abilities, marrying a few hundred wives was not out of the norm.
Soon, Qinxue arrived in the front hall, followed by two aides pushing a wheelchair with her mother seated in it.
Qinxue was dressed in sportswear today, which accentuated her figure and highlighted her curves.
