Chapter 739: Zheng Qian's Fist Intent

Look! What is master-level psychological gaming?

Zheng Qian did not directly probe or ask with words; instead, he used indirect methods, deflecting and redirecting, applying the fist intent of Tai Chi to perfection!

If Chen Chou saw this move by Zheng Qian, he would surely be impressed to the point of prostration and call him an expert.

As the boxing proverb says: "Tasting wine and appreciating beauty require different measures; practicing boxing with the same form requires different applications."

That is the principle here.

Examining the nightgown in front of him, which was particularly "charming."

Images were already beginning to form in Zheng Qian's mind.

"Oh, so your 'relative' just left." Zheng Qian nodded as if unintentional, smiling and patting Deng Yuqing's bottom, "Alright, since the bed is made, you go and rest. I can handle it... by myself."

"Mm." Deng Yuqing's delicate body trembled slightly; Zheng Qian's large hand was still so scorching.

However, looking at his eyes, why was there a sense of loneliness unique to a young man?

Deng Yuqing suddenly felt a trace of apology toward Zheng Qian and couldn't help but start reflecting: was she being too cruel to him?

But they had only formally discussed this kind of thing between her sister, him, and herself today; she was still quite embarrassed.

"Then I'm leaving, get some good rest! If you need anything, just call me!"

Deng Yuqing kissed Zheng Qian and then quickly fled the scene.

Zheng Qian lit a cigarette bitterly, gazing at the silent night sky outside the window, and fell into deep thought.

Just as he finished his cigarette and was preparing to drift off to sleep with his eyes closed.

He suddenly heard strange sounds coming from somewhere.

The Deng Sisters didn't move into a better or larger house after getting money; they still lived in the old residential complex. The soundproofing wasn't very good, and a newlywed couple had recently moved in next door, who were starting a very enthusiastic newborn creation plan.

These suggestive, lascivious sounds made Zheng Qian feel even more pent-up frustration.

He had originally thought that only he could hear this sound.

But he was wrong.

At the same time, in another room, they were also bathed in this atmosphere. The sisters were huddled together to sleep, but neither of them had any sleepiness now. Their hearts were pounding, their pretty faces flushed red, and they both kept their eyes tightly shut.

Neither dared to look at the other, because they could feel it from their gradually warming skin.

Their current inner emotions and vital signs were consistent.

"Sister, aren't you sleepy?"

"I, I'm asleep."

"Talking nonsense, how can you reply to me if you're asleep?"

"I, I'm talking in my sleep, snore, snore..."

"Hmm? Oh, I'm not joking. Did you hear that creaking sound in my room?"

"It really seems like it, wuwu... Sister, is it haunted..."

"But only Zheng Qian is in that room? Even if there's a ghost, it must be looking for him first!"

"Wuwu, what should we do?"

"Let's let him protect us, how about that?"

"Wuwu, okay!"

Just like that, the sisters reached a temporary strategic consensus. Deng Yuqing couldn't wait to get out of bed and walk to the next room. The creaking sound was still echoing, her jade-like hands trembling slightly, and she was even a bit afraid to open the door.

What if, what if it really was a ghost? What if Zheng Qian was in danger?

She wasn't worried about herself; instead, she was worried about Zheng Qian!

Thinking of this, she couldn't care about the fear in her heart and pushed the door open in one go.

Suddenly! Seeing everything in front of her made Deng Yuqing's mouth drop wide open.

It turned out that Zheng Qian actually wanted to sleep, but the continuous sounds made him extremely miserable. The sister duo was lying just a wall away, actual sisters, so beautiful and shapely, yet he couldn't do anything—how could he not be miserable?

Thus, Zheng Qian activated the traditional skill of boys, preparing to polish his weapon.

He took out the video he had filmed and was just about to enjoy it.

[Creak—] The door was suddenly pushed open, and he immediately looked up, bewildered and at a loss.

He happened to lock eyes with Deng Yuqing. It's over; this is social death. How could he have any dignity left when facing these sisters in the future? No, he had to think of a way to ease this awkward atmosphere first.

"Hmm... It's so hot, I need to change my panties..."

He started rummaging directly through Deng Yuqing's wardrobe, then pretended to see her, and said with a very natural smile, "Little Qing, why are you here? Go get some rest! It's just that my underwear broke, and I wanted to find another pair."

As he said this, he held up a white Sailor Moon style pair!

"Mm! This is the one! Alright, Little Qing, I found it, I won't bother you anymore!"

Deng Yuqing was truly blushing to death now.

She immediately lunged forward, snatched it away, clutched it tightly in her hand, and shyly spat, "What are you doing! I heard the creaking sound next door and thought it was haunted! You... I didn't expect you to be..."

I won't describe Zheng Qian's current situation; everyone should be able to imagine it.

So much so that Deng Yuqing didn't dare to look at him at all.

But she was also very curious!

Glancing over from time to time, she was immediately startled, feeling as if it had evolved again?

It's already this time, what are you waiting for? What else is there to probe?

Could Zheng Qian not understand the beauty's intentions?

He scooped up Deng Yuqing with one hand, walked straight into Deng Shuxin's room, and threw her onto the bed!

The sisters gasped in surprise, making a move to escape, but how could they escape from Zheng Qian's hands?

He stood across the doorway, just as the saying goes, "One man blocks the pass, ten thousand cannot enter," invincible!

His strong body directly blocked the exit.

After locking the door, the corners of his mouth almost reached the back of his head, "Hehehehe."

Meanwhile, voices of conversation also came from next door.

[Ouch! Why are you like this! It's only been five minutes! Today is the calculated day, we could definitely conceive! But you're so fast, missing this day means we have to wait until next month! Hurry up and get back up!]

[Get up!]

And here, Zheng Qian's eyes flashed with ruthlessness.

Hehe, I was suffering to death just now, now it's time to take revenge on you two.

...

On the other side, Shanghu, Yunding Terrace.

Yun Shicheng, who was tasting tea on the second floor, heard footsteps coming from downstairs; the person arriving was none other than Wei Rusi.

She sat directly in front of him, raised the teacup that had just been pushed over, and said with a smile, "Old Master Yun, your realm is indeed different. Compared to an old fox like Shang Yizhou, you are the one who truly knows the times. Come, let's substitute tea for wine and cheers."

Yun Shicheng was slightly stunned, then smiled bitterly.

Looking at Wei Rusi with quite a bit of envy, he couldn't help but praise, "You truly have the demeanor of a great general."

Wei Rusi's expression didn't change at all upon hearing this; she still carried a faint smile, turned her head to look at the girl making tea, and said thoughtfully, "If we're talking about strategy, your daughter, Miss Yun Jinshu, is not far behind."

The girl was making tea, her eyelids slightly lowered, and she just smiled.

Yun Shicheng was different from Shang Yizhou.

He only had one son and one daughter.

The eldest son, Yun Yexi, and then the youngest daughter, Yun Jinshu.

It was just a pity that her health was very weak; she couldn't go to the company or The Group to work hard, so most of the time she stayed in this Yunding Terrace. Usually, few people could see her, but today, she had held two meetings, which was unprecedented.

One was now, and one was a few hours ago.

Driven to a dead end, Shang Yizhou finally bowed his head to his old rival, Yun Shicheng.

He never expected that the United States would stand by and watch, completely unwilling to use capital to help him fight a comeback battle. But when he found Yun Shicheng, this old friend agreed to raise 10 billion US dollars to help.

This was nothing short of sending charcoal in snowy weather.

The cash that the Shang family could use was already running low.

Besides buying the 7 billion US dollars in stocks that Wei Rusi was frantically selling, it was also used to help other core members of the Shanghai Americas Club, buying their stocks to resist Wei Rusi's aggressive acquisition. After several twists and turns, they were truly out of money.

At this time, Yun Shicheng's 10 billion US dollars was truly a godsend.

"Old brother, we have fought our whole lives. I originally thought your Yun family had completely failed at the hands of my unfilial son Yanxiong, but I never expected... in the end, I was the one who was completely defeated, and the only ones who could save me were you. I will not let you down."

"Hehe, don't think I don't know the purpose of those bastards from the United States!"

"You know, in recent years, we have allowed and encouraged private capital to enter certain newly established power plants... I have an admission ticket. Qianfeng Xianhang is a major shareholder of the Fukushima Power Plant; perhaps they withdrew from Japan because they couldn't get this admission ticket. Old Yun, as long as you help me get through this crisis, I will give you this admission ticket."