Tycoon: I Have an Unlimited Modifier

BEEP~

Just as Kong Bin was lost in his fantasy, the sound of a car horn and chatter drifted in from outside the sales office.

It was followed by the rapid CLICK-CLACK of high heels on the floor.

Kong Bin saw Xue Zhongyun suddenly stand up, an excited look on her face. She grabbed her handbag and headed for the exit.

"Fuck, which son of a bitch is stealing my prize?"

Kong Bin muttered curses as he followed her out, and several other male salespeople had the same idea.

In a place like a sales office, it was a given that beautiful women were prey for the wealthy.

But even a one-night stand would be enough for them to brag about to their buddies.

Ever since Xue Zhongyun had arrived at the Huayue Mansion sales office, she had easily claimed the title of number one beauty.

Even the former number one beauty, Chen Jing, admitted she couldn’t compare.

"Holy shit, a Rolls-Royce Cullinan?"

When they got outside, they saw Xue Zhongyun, all smiles, getting into the Cullinan.

The man driving was young, rich, and handsome. 𝒻𝘳ℯℯ𝑤ℯ𝒷𝘯ℴ𝓋ℯ𝘭.𝑐ℴ𝑚

"Damn, the goddess is definitely going to get ravaged tonight. I envy these rich young masters every single day!"

The male salespeople all sighed in unison, shaking their heads as they returned to the office.

Faced with a Cullinan worth tens of millions, their attempts at pursuit seemed like a joke.

"Fuck, what a gold digger!"

Kong Bin watched the Cullinan drive away, unable to stop himself from cursing out of envy and jealousy.

It seemed only this could make him feel a little better.

Compared to the Cullinan, his E300 was probably only worth its Spirit of Ecstasy hood ornament and two umbrellas.

How the hell could he even compete?

...

Xue Zhongyun sank into the comfortable, plush leather seats of the Cullinan.

Gazing at the luxurious interior, she was blown away by the ten-million-plus luxury car up close.

Even though her ex-husband’s family had been well-off...

...they didn’t have the means to buy a Cullinan that cost tens of millions.

"Why so quiet?"

Qi Sheng was driving. Seeing Xue Zhongyun staring off into space silently, he casually placed a hand on her voluptuous, stocking-clad thigh.

"You..."

Xue Zhongyun snapped back to reality, a little unused to Qi Sheng’s directness.

"It’s just my first time in a luxury car like this. I was a little stunned."

Xue Zhongyun thought of her goal and tacitly allowed Qi Sheng’s hand to remain on her leg.

A slight smile touched Qi Sheng’s lips; he had anticipated her reaction.

"What do you want to eat?"

"Whatever you arrange is fine. I’m okay with anything."

Xue Zhongyun clutched her handbag tightly, her pearly white teeth biting her luscious red lips.

Her cheeks were flushed like peach blossoms, and her voice was a little unsteady.

Qi Sheng drove with his left hand, his right toying with her leg.

In the presence of a ten-million-plus Cullinan, all other cars kept their distance.

No one wanted to find out if their insurance could cover the repair costs for a Cullinan.

The No. 8 Hot Pot at the Junyue Hotel, where he’d treated Tan Hua and her colleagues last time, had great food and ambiance.

Qi Sheng planned to take Xue Zhongyun there and then simply stay the night at the Junyue Hotel.

When the car pulled up to the hotel...

...Shen Jie, the butler for the presidential suite, had already been waiting for a while.

"Welcome to the Junyue Hotel, Mr. Qi. I am your butler for this stay, Shen Jie."

"For the next 24 hours, you may tell me of any needs you have, and my team and I will do our utmost to fulfill your requests."

Shen Jie glanced at Qi Sheng’s Cullinan, then at the stunningly beautiful, mature woman getting out of the passenger seat.

’I wonder which wealthy young master is out having a good time with a beauty,’ he secretly mused.

"Lead the way. We’ll check into the suite first, then arrange a private room for me at No. 8 Hot Pot."

"Of course."

Shen Jie fell back half a step behind Qi Sheng and Xue Zhongyun, showing his respect for the distinguished guests staying in the presidential suite.

The hotel’s largest presidential suite was only 192 square meters.

Compared to other hotels with suites of three or four hundred square meters, it seemed a bit compact.

But the suite’s design was quite interesting.

The decor in the living room, the arrangement of the furniture, even the design of the bedroom—everything that could be symmetrical, was.

Qi Sheng had stayed in many presidential suites, but he had never seen a design so perfectly symmetrical.

Even the two sofas were arranged in a perfectly symmetrical, identical fashion.

He had to admit, for someone with obsessive-compulsive tendencies, it was incredibly soothing.

It was just that the price, fifty thousand a night, was a bit out of touch with reality.

Qi Sheng led Xue Zhongyun on a tour of the presidential suite.

The most eye-catching feature was undoubtedly the bathtub in the suite’s bathroom, carved from a single piece of imported white Calacatta marble from Italy.

That jacuzzi tub alone must have cost several hundred thousand.

Seeing Qi Sheng staring at the bathtub, Xue Zhongyun, who had been blushing and unable to look up since they entered, clearly anticipated her fate for the evening.

But this was also precisely what she had been hoping for, so she had no regrets.

"Go make the arrangements. We’ll be down in a bit."

After Shen Jie opened a bottle of champagne, Qi Sheng waved a hand, dismissing him.

"Very well. If you need anything at all, simply press the service bell."

Shen Jie understood it wasn’t his place to be a third wheel.

He left the suite quietly and went to wait outside the door.

Back in the living room, Qi Sheng plopped down on the soft sofa.

"Sit. Have some champagne first. You look so flushed, your face is as red as an apple."

Qi Sheng poured Xue Zhongyun a glass of champagne, teasing her with a smile.

"It’s all your fault, staring at that bathtub. Who knows what Housekeeper Shen must be thinking about us."

Xue Zhongyun fanned her burning cheeks with her hands, complaining with a hint of playful reproach.

In a place like a hotel, it’s especially easy for one’s heart to race.

"It doesn’t matter what he thinks, as long as we’re happy."

Qi Sheng smiled and beckoned to the standing Xue Zhongyun.

"Come here and sit."

Xue Zhongyun obediently walked over on her long, stocking-clad legs.

Her red-soled, pointed high heels sank into the carpet, muffling the exciting CLICK-CLACK sound.

"Ah!"

Xue Zhongyun had intended to sit next to Qi Sheng, but she didn’t expect his sudden move.

He pulled her onto his lap, giving her a start.

"You..."

Before she could speak, Qi Sheng was already kissing her fiery red lips with abandon.

"Mmm..."

Xue Zhongyun closed her beautiful eyes, shyly letting Qi Sheng have his way with her.

Her entire body went limp.

HUFF... HUFF... HUFF...

When the war of lips and tongues ended, Xue Zhongyun gasped for fresh air.

She felt as if she had nearly suffocated.

But the pleasure of abandoning everything to enjoy the kiss...

...made her want to lose herself in it, reluctant to let it end.

"Can we eat first?"

Xue Zhongyun suddenly felt something unusual beneath her.

The mere sensation made her mouth go dry. It seemed to be a different size than her ex-husband’s.

"Alright, we’ll eat first."

Qi Sheng released Xue Zhongyun, not in too much of a hurry.

He couldn’t help but smile as he watched her scurry like a frightened rabbit to the sofa across from him.

’Either way, she can’t escape. I’m going to devour her completely.’

Downstairs at No. 8 Hot Pot, the butler Shen Jie had already ordered the signature dishes for him.

He had also decanted a bottle of red wine, ready for the couple’s romantic conversation.

"Mr. Qi, I’ll leave you and your wife to it then."

Shen Jie could tell that Xue Zhongyun was, at best, a mistress.

But compliments were free, so why not give them?

Sure enough, Xue Zhongyun was very pleased and shot him a satisfied look.

"Let’s eat up. We have a fierce battle ahead of us tonight."

Qi Sheng started adding beef and seafood to the pot.

He hadn’t been idle today and was starving.

"Let me cook for you. You should eat more."

Having been married, Xue Zhongyun knew how to take care of someone.

She patiently cooked the ingredients for Qi Sheng, then set them aside to cool so he wouldn’t burn his mouth.

Qi Sheng accepted it without qualm, enjoying the personal service from the stunningly mature beauty.

’I’ll just have to repay her later by giving her my all.’

Xue Zhongyun was full after only a few bites of the hot pot.

Qi Sheng’s Physique was astonishing, and his appetite was much larger than an ordinary person’s.

A meal meant for four or five people was single-handedly demolished by him.

Xue Zhongyun was a bit surprised, but she didn’t dwell on it.

When they returned to the presidential suite, Qi Sheng carried Xue Zhongyun into the bathroom.

Lying in the bathtub, filled with water at the perfect temperature, she finally understood the reason for Qi Sheng’s huge appetite.

A pool full of rose petals rippled with the movement of the water.

An alluring and coquettish song echoed through the luxurious bathroom.

By the time Qi Sheng carried her out of the bathroom...

...Xue Zhongyun was completely spent, letting Qi Sheng dry her hair and body for her.

Just being handsome and rich wasn’t enough; if a man’s body wasn’t up to par, he couldn’t satisfy a mature woman like her, in her thirties.

But Qi Sheng’s single-session stamina and his astonishing size...

...both frightened and thrilled Xue Zhongyun. He was a hundred times more potent than her ex-husband.

’No wonder my best friend Miduo had such a rosy complexion when I saw her last,’ she thought.

’Even the most fertile field can’t withstand such a pervert plowing it relentlessly.’

’I wouldn’t dare meet Qi Sheng alone again, even if it killed me. Bringing backup is an absolute must.’

’Coincidentally, my best friend Miduo probably couldn’t handle Qi Sheng on her own either.’

’When we have the chance to join forces, I refuse to believe Qi Sheng won’t be the one begging for mercy.’