Tycoon: I Have an Unlimited Modifier

Qi Sheng was so teased he could barely stand it, but he had to pretend to be a gentleman.

Looking at Zong Rui’s sexy figure, he desperately wanted to get his hands on her, to grope and knead her body.

"My dear Ruirui, could you please stop calling me that?"

Qi Sheng finally finished massaging her back. He was quite dissatisfied with her tendency to light a fire and then walk away.

’I’m just saying, a little helping hand would be nice, too.’

"Huh? What did you say?"

Zong Rui played dumb, her face flushing, but she still turned over.

She couldn’t help it; Qi Sheng’s massage was just too good.

He was even better than the professional female technicians at the spas she used to visit.

As Zong Rui’s long, slender legs turned, the faint lines of abs were even visible on her slim waist.

Her tank top rippled. Before, he could only admire her from afar, but now he could appreciate her up close.

’Damn, this is just breathtaking!’

Qi Sheng let out a most sincere sigh of admiration, which only strengthened his resolve to make this woman his.

A femme fatale like her, who could charm a man to death without a second thought, shouldn’t be let loose to bring ruin upon other men.

’If I don’t go to hell, who will? I might as well be the one to bear this suffering.’

After the massage on her front began, Qi Sheng coordinated the movements of his palms and fingers.

He pressed against her firm abdomen, kneading and massaging with just the right amount of pressure.

Zong Rui’s face was flushed a deep red.

Although she didn’t cry out, soft hums escaped through her nose.

As the force of Qi Sheng’s massage moved her, her body swayed continuously.

Zong Rui kept her eyes tightly shut, her face flushed, but she would occasionally peek through a small slit to watch Qi Sheng as he seriously massaged her.

Subconsciously, her gaze drifted to the spot where Qi Sheng’s ’anger’ was surging.

Zong Rui’s heart pounded in her chest, and only then did she realize just how much danger she was in.

Qi Sheng hastily finished the massage on her front.

"Whew, that should do it. Feeling better?"

Qi Sheng took a breath, his forehead beaded with sweat.

"Mhm, much better. Thank you."

Zong Rui was genuinely touched and took the initiative to grab a tissue and wipe his sweat.

During the massage, Qi Sheng clearly had many opportunities to take advantage of her.

But from start to finish, Qi Sheng had been very restrained, not using the chance to grope her.

"Okay, I’m going to take a shower."

Qi Sheng had a change of clothes here, so naturally, he wanted to take a cold shower to cool off.

"Um, I heard that it’s bad for a guy’s health if he holds it in for too long... Is that true?"

Zong Rui hesitated for a moment before asking weakly.

"Hmm?"

Qi Sheng froze for a second, forcing down the corners of his mouth that were desperately trying to curve into a smile, and nodded quickly.

"Of course. But my girlfriend isn’t off work yet. It’ll be fine once I go home tonight."

When it came to scheming, how could Zong Rui be his match?

Mentioning Tan Hua in this situation was clearly a move to provoke Zong Rui.

"Didn’t you say I was your girlfriend for today? Then close your eyes."

Zong Rui had been hesitating, but hearing Qi Sheng suddenly bring up Tan Hua, she felt an instinctual discomfort and her competitive spirit was ignited.

’Anything Tan Hua can do, I can do, too.’

"Never mind. I’ll just wait for my girlfriend to take care of it tonight. Thanks for your trouble."

Qi Sheng hit her with his sweet-but-manipulative talk again.

Zong Rui was instantly furious. ’You’re still going to go find your girlfriend?!’

Being a straightforward person, how could Zong Rui tolerate this kind of provocation?

"Then tell me, how can I help you? But let me be clear, you can’t go too far."

Zong Rui wasn’t an idiot; she knew this guy Qi Sheng was deliberately provoking her.

But she fell for it every time. Still, she definitely couldn’t give her body to Qi Sheng so easily.

"Ahem, I just want to... touch you."

Qi Sheng’s gaze was direct. He’d had this thought since the first day he saw Zong Rui.

"You!"

Zong Rui’s face instantly turned beet red. She never thought this guy could be so naughty.

"Has anyone ever told you, I really love you..."

Just then, Qi Sheng’s phone rang. The caller ID showed none other than Tan Hua.

"Shh, I have to take this call."

Qi Sheng made a hushing gesture at Zong Rui and answered the call naturally.

Seeing Qi Sheng sweet-talking his girlfriend, Zong Rui was overcome with jealousy.

Qi Sheng’s expression suddenly changed, which Tan Hua immediately picked up on from the other end of the line.

"What’s wrong?"

"Nothing, I just accidentally kicked the table. I’m going to be home late, so don’t wait up for me."

"Okay, okay. You get back to work then."

Tan Hua trusted Qi Sheng completely, especially since he used the word "home" to describe the place they lived together.

This meant she held a special place in his heart.

Seeing Qi Sheng still sitting on her bed playing with his phone, as comfortable as if he were in his own home, she couldn’t help but feel a little jealous.

"Aren’t you supposed to be going home to your girlfriend? What are you still doing here?"

"Aren’t you my girlfriend?"

"Hmph, as if."

Zong Rui was being typically stubborn.

"Ah, what are you doing?"

Zong Rui was suddenly pulled into Qi Sheng’s arms, letting out a startled cry.

"I treat my women very well. The house I promised you, I’ll buy it next month. I’ll get you a luxury car, too. Be my girlfriend, okay?"

Qi Sheng didn’t want to waste any more time. After all, Zong Rui was a treasure chest who could spew gold coins.

If he truly "devoured" her, he would get another 5 million a month.

"Confessing without any flowers? You really are a scumbag!"

Zong Rui shot Qi Sheng an annoyed glare.

She was more than a little dissatisfied with his half-assed confession.

"Who says there are no flowers?"

The moment Qi Sheng finished speaking, a knock sounded at the door.

Just now, while Zong Rui was in the shower, Qi Sheng had instructed Gu Feng to buy roses and a gift.

"Boss."

Behind Gu Feng were two delivery guys.

They were carrying 999 red Freud Roses, waiting outside with eager expressions.

"This is the watch you asked me to buy."

Gu Feng carefully took out a watch box. The logo on it was clearly Van Cleef & Arpels.

For most girls, there was no resisting watches and jewelry from Van Cleef & Arpels or Cartier.

"Bring it in."

Qi Sheng smiled and stepped aside, and the two delivery guys and Gu Feng carried the 999 Freud Roses into the bedroom.

Seeing this, Zong Rui couldn’t help but cover her mouth in surprise and delight.

She hadn’t expected Qi Sheng to have actually prepared a surprise for her.

The 999 roses alone must have cost at least 5,000 yuan.

Zong Rui had been given 99 roses plenty of times before.

But being given 999 roses was a first for her.

"We have the flowers, so of course, there has to be a gift. I carefully picked this out for you—the Pont des Amoureux. And what’s more, the serial number of this watch happens to be your birthday. It proves that our fate was arranged by heaven."

Qi Sheng opened the Van Cleef & Arpels watch box.

He took out the classic white Pont des Amoureux watch from inside.

Zong Rui usually kept up with information about luxury goods.

She had scrolled past this watch online before.

Limited to 100 pieces worldwide, with a retail price of 920,000 yuan.

It was a watch countless girls dreamed of owning, and it was nearly impossible to get one.

Qi Sheng had dropped 1 million yuan just to cut the line and get this watch.

What he hadn’t expected was that the watch’s serial number happened to be Zong Rui’s birthday.

When Qi Sheng put the exquisite watch on her wrist, Zong Rui was so moved her eyes turned red.

Any girl, treated so tenderly by a handsome, rich man who spent a fortune on her, would be moved beyond words.

Zong Rui had originally only expected to receive a bouquet of flowers.

The playful bet they had made earlier was never meant to be taken seriously.

But the surprise Qi Sheng gave her was a Van Cleef & Arpels watch worth a million, and 999 red Freud Roses worth at least 5,000 yuan.

At this moment, how could Zong Rui have the heart to worry about anything else?

She took the initiative to wrap her arms around Qi Sheng’s neck.

She kissed him with all her might, venting the overwhelming emotion in her heart.

After that, everything fell into place.

Qi Sheng casually plucked a few red roses and scattered the petals on the white bedsheets.

The System delivered its blessings right on time, causing Qi Sheng’s wallet, which had just been in a state of crisis, to bulge once more.