Article 33: Marriage between close relatives is prohibited.

  "Well, okay. I'll take my leave first." Others have already said things to this extent, being too calculating will make it seem like our daughter is unwanted.

  "Mr. Chen walked slowly, and Leng Bo saw off the guest." The guest was leaving, and the necessary etiquette still had to be observed.

  "But how did you get his daughter to attend our private gathering?" Cold Mother asked, not understanding why he had done so.

  "Silly, think about it, if our son's heart belongs to her, wouldn't that be great? If not, it's easy to handle, with our son's personality, he won't bother with her. Who knows, maybe later on, we can even use this to stimulate our son and improve his relationship with our future daughter-in-law, so they can become a couple sooner."

  "I hope your plan works, if it doesn't, I won't care about you anymore." Zhang Yan gave her husband a look that said "I'll be merciless to you if things don't go well".

  "Wife, I'm definitely useful. Who is your husband? Isn't it me? Don't you still trust me?" Gong Yan looked at his wife with a confident expression.

  After hearing Gong Yan's words, Zhang Yan didn't say anything, but instead gave Gong Yan a flirtatious glance and went upstairs.

  He was still wondering why his wife hadn't responded to him when he received that look, and Gong Yan understood the meaning hidden within.

  Immediately transformed into a wolf, quickly ran upstairs, that speed was like a galloping horse, the expression on his face looked like he had won the lottery. Revenge Cold Princess, I will fix you 33 times.

  He rushed upstairs in one breath, and calmly pushed open the door. When he saw the rising mist in the bathroom, his desire surged violently. He felt that he could no longer bear it, although they were already an old couple. Unexpectedly, his own wife still had such a great attraction to him.

  Gently push open the glass door that blocked his view of the beautiful figure, then quickly walk in and flash to the side of the woman who was still bathing under the shower.

  He wrapped his arms around her, eliciting a startled cry from the woman.

  "What are you doing? I'm taking a bath." She said with a soft cry, covering her snow-white and plump body with her hands.

  "Wife, don't be shy. I've seen every part of you before. Come on, husband, help you take a bath." After saying this softly, he ignored his wife's struggles and stretched out his hand to caress her body, setting off sparks wherever he touched, quickly burning away the woman's resistance.

  He felt his wife's body go limp and he coldly picked her up, carrying her towards the grey-white large bed outside the bathroom.

  He threw his wife onto the bed, and quickly pressed down on her. Their lips met, hers reddened from the hot water, and he sucked hard, soon their clothes were flying everywhere, their bodies entwined together.

  At this time, Cong Ye Bing was in her own room looking at the photo taken with a mobile phone and then transmitted to the computer. The girl in the photo had a head of shiny black long hair scattered freely around her ears, a pair of bright and spirited eyes slightly closed, as if she were asleep, and two hands quietly placed on her waist. The whole person was like a fairy who did not eat human fireworks, quietly leaning against the dense and tall tree behind her, seemingly merged into one.

  Looking at Ruòér on the computer screen, Lěng Yè's heart, which had been troubled by her conversation with her mother, was now completely clear.

  What Chen Zhiming and his mother talked about earlier has already been told to Leng Ye Bing by someone else. As for Chen Yuanyuan, the daughter of that person, Leng Ye Bing simply doesn't want to bother with her. If she had to form an alliance with anyone who liked her, there would have to be many Leng Ye Bings.