Right, Right on the Table

The two women, who rarely stood on the same side, took the opportunity of Yi Feng's absence to disappear in a flash of light with a wave of Yao Ling'er’s jade hand.

Mao Yun’er also took the chance to leave, similarly leaving a note behind the flowerpot. Soon after, a man passed by the flowerpot and picked up the note in a seemingly unintentional way before disappearing quietly.

"Hahaha."

"Qing Shan, you old crook, no matter what underhanded means you use to gain that person's trust, after tonight, I, Xuan Wu Sect, will not be afraid of you anymore."

In the main hall of Xuan Wu Sect, Ning XuanWu looked at the jade tablet in his hand and burst into delighted laughter.

"Sect Master, what makes you so excited?"

The elders below asked.

"Ling'er has not failed me down the mountain. She has already gotten a hold on that person down there!" Ning XuanWu clenched his fist, his face full of joy as he said, "After tonight, Ling'er will become that person's woman. With this identity, given Ling'er's means, the previous friction can be quickly resolved, and bring unimaginable benefits to my Xuan Wu Sect."

"Really?"

"That's great."

In a moment, the people of Xuan Wu Sect also showed excitement and joy on their faces.

The rise of Xuan Wu Sect.

It was just around the corner.

"Great!"

In the conference hall of Pingjiang Chamber of Commerce, Mao Lin, who originally had a gloomy face, suddenly stood up and slapped his thigh upon receiving the message from his subordinate.

"Chairman, what makes you so excited?"

"That's right. If there's really something exciting, you should deal with the chamber's issues first!"

"Indeed. That book is having more and more impact on Baofeng Chamber of Commerce now. If you really can't think of a way, we'll have to discuss replacing you as chairman."

Many high-level members of the chamber echoed displeased voices, as their priority was profit, and they were very dissatisfied with Mao Lin now.

"Humph!"

"Replacing me? I'd like to see who dares! It's just a petty Yi Feng. What's there to worry about?"

At the head of the table, Mao Lin waved the note in his hand vigorously and said solemnly, "Things have come to this. I won't hide it from you guys anymore. My daughter and Yi Feng are about to be engaged. In the future, he'll have to respectfully call me father-in-law when he sees me."

"What?"

"Is this true?"

Hearing this, the senior members of the chamber showed shocked expressions.

"Humph, would I lie about my daughter's marriage?" Mao Lin harrumphed, his eyes full of smugness.

"I see, that's great then."

"Yes, yes, Chairman. We were in the wrong just now. Since he's becoming your son-in-law, he'll surely contribute to our Pingjiang Chamber of Commerce later."

"That's right, Chairman. You're steady and farsighted. You should've told us about this good news earlier instead of letting us worry for so long."

Hearing the flattery from these people, Mao Lin stood with his hands behind his back and subconsciously raised his chin, fully enjoying it.

After the banquet, Yi Feng took the two women directly to the top-grade room Tian Zi Hao of the restaurant.

"Sss!"

"Awesome!"

Outside, Wang Xuan, who had been keeping an eye on Yi Feng, sucked in a breath of cold air, his eyes full of envy.

After entering the room, blushes appeared on both women's faces as they thought of the upcoming threesome mahjong game, making them somewhat apprehensive yet also a little expectant.

"Let's start!"

Sitting at the table, Yi Feng said with a smile.

"Sir, we're playing it... on the table?"

Mao Yun’er asked with slightly parted red lips, glancing at Yao Ling'er whose face was also full of shyness.

Playing it on the table...

But since Yi Feng ordered it, they naturally dared not object and slowly moved to the table, blushing more and more, even their necks turning hot.

After all, whether it was Yao Ling'er or Mao Yun'er, this would be their first time playing mahjong, let alone with three people on the table.

Just thinking about it made them feel shy!

"Let's start!"

Finally, Yi Feng took out a deck of poker cards from his arms and slapped it on the table.

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