90: Chapter 90 Zhao Yaqin's Favorability Soars

Guests stood at the door holding wine glasses, watching the excitement, while waitresses hid in corners whispering.

Zhang Mingde was shoved into the car, still trembling all over.

He looked through the car window at the flashing police lights at the restaurant entrance, his mind in complete chaos.

Deputy Director Zhou Xiong was finished. But he still had his father.

His father had been doing business in Yuntian City for so many years, knew many people, and had wide connections.

Which leader in the city or the district wouldn't give his father some face?

Zhang Mingde took a deep breath, trying hard to calm himself down.

He leaned back against the seat, clenching his fists.

Just wait.

Once his father made a move, he would see who laughed last.

The bald man and the yellow-haired man huddled in the corner of the seat, their faces pale and their bodies shaking.

They didn't dare look at Zhang Mingde, nor did they dare look at the officers outside.

They just huddled there, like two frightened quails.

The car started and drove into the night.

...

The night was deep, the city outside the window quieted down, and the lights of thousands of homes went out one by one.

Only scattered streetlights remained in the distance, like fallen stars.

Only one bedside lamp was on in the bedroom, its dim yellow light falling on the bed, gentle and ambiguous.

The curtains were drawn tightly, blocking out the night, leaving only the sound of two people's breathing in the room.

Wang Yang leaned against the headboard, Zhao Yaqin curled up in his arms, her cheek pressed against his chest, her hair scattered on the pillow.

The quilt only covered her waist, revealing her smooth shoulders and arms, still bearing the marks of what had just happened.

Light hickey marks, faint red prints, like proof of having been fiercely loved.

The bed was a mess.

The quilt was crumpled into a ball, the pillows were tossed about, and the sheets were tangled.

Clothes were scattered on the floor, the most eye-catching being the black lace bra draped over the rail at the foot of the bed.

The thin straps hung down, swaying gently in the dim light.

The matching panties were thrown aside, thin and small, rolled into a ball.

Zhao Yaqin's face was still flushed, fine beads of sweat on her forehead.

A few loose strands of hair were dampened by sweat, sticking to her cheeks.

Her breathing had not yet fully returned to normal, her chest rising and falling slightly.

Her whole person radiated the languor and satisfaction of post-exertion.

Her eyes and brows were full of happiness, her mouth slightly upturned, unable to be suppressed no matter how she tried.

Wang Yang looked down at her, reaching out to brush away the stray hair from her forehead.

"Are you tired?"

Zhao Yaqin shook her head, then nodded, burying her face deeper into his embrace.

"A little..."

Her voice was soft and sweet, carrying the delicate languor after having just experienced a storm.

It was like a feather lightly brushing against his heart.

Wang Yang smiled.

"Then I'll be gentler next time."

Zhao Yaqin raised her head and glared at him.

That look was both coquettish and shy.

It carried a hint of resentment, yet was full of inseparable reliance.

"You say that every time..."

Wang Yang smiled and pulled her closer into his arms, resting his chin on the top of her head, smelling the faint fragrance in her hair.

Zhao Yaqin leaned against his chest, listening to his powerful heartbeat, her fingers lightly drawing circles on his chest.

One after another, slowly, with unconscious intimacy.

"Xiao Yang."

"Hmm?"

Zhao Yaqin looked up at him.

The dim light shone on her face, her brows and eyes gentle, her eyes slightly red.

"Do you know? When you were taken away, I was really scared."

Wang Yang looked at her.

Zhao Yaqin's voice was very soft, as if afraid of disturbing something.

"I sat on the sofa, my mind full of messy thoughts. I was afraid you wouldn't come back, afraid they would bully you, afraid..."

She paused, her voice as light as a feather.

"Afraid I would never see you again."

Wang Yang's heart softened, and he lowered his head to kiss her forehead.

"Silly girl. Aren't I perfectly fine right now?"

Zhao Yaqin nodded, her eyes reddening again, fine, shimmering tears on her eyelashes.

"Don't do that again in the future. Don't make me worry."

Wang Yang smiled.

"Okay. I won't make you worry again."

Zhao Yaqin was satisfied then, pressing her face back against his chest, closing her eyes, her mouth curling up.

The two of them just held each other, neither speaking.

The room was so quiet that they could hear each other's breathing, one after another, intertwined.

Wang Yang's hand stroked her back gently.

From shoulders to waist, from waist to hips, his movements were gentle and lingering.

His palm pressed against her warm, smooth skin, feeling the temperature of her body.

Zhao Yaqin squinted her eyes in comfort, like a lazy cat, making soft humming sounds.

Just then, a mechanical sound suddenly rang in Wang Yang's mind.

[Ding! Detected that partner Zhao Yaqin's favorability toward the host has soared!]

[Current favorability: 99 (Extreme Favor)!]

[Congratulations to the host for triggering a hidden reward!]

Wang Yang was stunned.

99 points? Extreme Favor?

He looked down at Zhao Yaqin in his arms.

She had her eyes closed, her mouth slightly upturned, her face full of happiness, like a flower in full bloom.

[Ding! Reward distributing...]

[System's second stage officially unlocked!]

[Second stage rules: During intimate interactions, there is a probability of triggering critical rewards. Each critical hit will grant a random multiplier reward, minimum 1x, maximum 10x. In addition to cash rewards, there is a probability of obtaining other special rewards.]

Wang Yang's heart raced.

Second stage? Critical hits?

[Ding! Detected intimate interaction between host and partner Zhao Yaqin, critical hit triggered!]

[Critical hit count: 2 times!]

[First critical hit: 3x! Reward obtained: 3,000,000 yuan!]

[Second critical hit: 5x! Reward obtained: 5,000,000 yuan!]

[Total obtained: 8,000,000 yuan! The funds have been transferred to the bank card under the host's name and can be withdrawn or used at any time!]

Wang Yang's eyes lit up instantly.

Eight million!

His heart thumped, so excited he almost shouted out.

Before, he could only get money by getting women pregnant, twenty million at a time.

But now, he could make money without pregnancy?

As long as there was intimate interaction, there was a probability of triggering a critical hit?

Wang Yang quickly did the math in his mind.

One intimate interaction, if lucky, could net millions.

If he did it a few more times, that would be tens of millions in a day.

In a month...

The corners of his mouth couldn't help but turn up.

This speed of making money was much faster than he had thought.

However, Wang Yang quickly calmed down.

The system said "there is a probability of triggering," not that it happened every time.

He had been at it for most of the night, and only triggered it twice.

The probability wasn't very high, but it wasn't low either.

And, although it required a lot of energy...

Wang Yang looked down at Zhao Yaqin in his arms, a confident smile tugging at the corners of his mouth.

Energy?

He was a man with a Golden Kidney.

Zhao Yaqin sensed him smiling and looked up.

"What are you smiling at?"

Wang Yang shook his head.

"Nothing."

Zhao Yaqin stared at him for two seconds, then suddenly blushed.

"Are you thinking of some bad idea again?"

Wang Yang raised an eyebrow.

"What bad idea?"

Zhao Yaqin couldn't speak, burying her face back into his arms.

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