Said Something to Her (1)

As a mistress, they had to get into their best condition whenever they saw their sugar daddy.

Liancheng Yazhi pressed her against the wash counter. Seeing her swollen red lips because of Su Yu's kisses, he only thought that it looked offending. "What did you say to her?"

Rong Yan leaned backwards as her left leg curled around Liancheng Yazhi's right leg. The way they were engaged with each other looked seductive, and yet Rong Yan's eyes looked defiant. "Erm… I can't explain this easily."

"Don't forget that I'm still your sugar daddy right now." He had gritted his teeth hard as he said 'sugar daddy.' It was as if he wanted to shatter those words into pieces, and it was obvious that he had seen the words for his caller ID on Rong Yan's phone.

Acting like she didn't know, Rong Yan reached out her soft like dodder flowers arms and wrapped them around his neck. She lifted her chin, exposing her slender and soft neck that looked like it could be snapped with just a soft pull. This physical submission had always been useful against Liancheng Yazhi.

She coyly said, "Actually, it's nothing much. It's just the fiancée observing the mistress' working condition and attitude and also giving something in convenience…"

Liancheng Yazhi opened Rong Yan's bag with a hand. The black velvet box in it was extremely eye-catching, making a hint of anger swell within his chest.

His other hand tightened his hold on Rong Yan's waist. "Do you lack money that much?"

Rong Yan furrowed her eyebrows. "Yes. I've said this since the first day I followed you. I only want money and don't dare to talk about feelings."

"Will you do anything with no bottom line just as long as a man can give you the money you want?"

"You can't say it like that too. But… that person has to be tall, handsome, and rich like Mr. Liancheng. I'm not someone who accepts just about anyone."

Rong Yan slightly looked down as she pondered for a moment. "Hm. An example is Mr. Su from today. He's pretty good…"

Liancheng Yazhi grabbed Rong Yan's chin. "Are you that excited to seduce Su Yu, hm?"

Rong Yan sucked in a breath of pain. "Aiya, be softer. You're hurting me. Am I not doing things according to your instructions? Why are you unhappy? This mistress job is really hard. Aiyo, it hurts. Don't pinch me so hard. Why are you so angry? Me. Liancheng, could you be jealous?"

Liancheng Yazhi smirked coldly. "Jealous? You're really good at pressing gold against yourself."

Rong Yan kicked her high heels away, exposing her fair and petite feet, and boldly shook them around.

She chuckled. "Of course, I like money so much. Naturally, I will press gold against my face and won't press myself against others."

Liancheng Yazhi chuckled at her words. He looked down and saw the white lace exposed on her chest because a button was pushed to its maximum from her pushing her chest up. He glanced at it briefly, as if it didn't affect him at all. However, in the next second, he questioned her with a hoarse voice, "You're wearing a shirt one size too small and such a tight skirt. Your methods are getting better recently, aren't they?"

Rong Yan rolled her eyes. How was her shirt one size smaller? How was her skirt too tight? Didn't all office workers wear the same? Didn't he see those every day?

Were every female office worker wearing the same seducing him? He was really narcissistic.

However, she definitely couldn't say such things in front of her sugar daddy. She tilted her head, looking naive. "Really? Then shouldn't you be happy that I'm becoming more skilled and refined in my profession under your guidance?"

Liancheng Yazhi laughed. "What do you think?"

Before he finished speaking, his large hand had already grabbed one of Rong Yan's legs.