Chapter 368: Su Mei's Gift

“Xun, it’s almost noon. Let me treat you to lunch,” Zhou Yuan said with a smile. “You can just leave this place to them.”

“No thanks, I’m heading to the company to go see my wife.” Yang Xun waved his hand dismissively.

Just as he was about to head out, his phone rang. He pulled it out and saw it was Xu Qian calling.

“Hello?” Yang Xun answered, his tone casual. “What’s up?”

Xu Qian’s dissatisfied voice came through the receiver. “Have you completely forgotten about your job at the bath center lately? Su Mei has booked you three times, and you’ve claimed to be busy every single time. She’s a major client. Keep giving her the cold shoulder, and she might just stop coming altogether.”

Yang Xun paused, suddenly remembering. Over the past few days, he really had been pouring all his energy into the new store, barely setting foot in the bath center. Su Mei had indeed booked him several times, and he had found excuses to decline them all.

“Did she make another appointment today?” Yang Xun asked.

“Yes, at two this afternoon.” Xu Qian was practically seething. Watching money slip right through her fingers made her want to knock Yang Xun out and drag him to the bath center herself. “Let me tell you, Su Mei is one of the highest-spending clients at our center. If you actually offend her, I won’t let you hear the end of it.”

Yang Xun glanced down at the time. It was just past eleven in the morning. After a moment of thought, he agreed. “Alright, I’ll head over this afternoon.”

“That’s more like it. Don’t be late.” Xu Qian’s tone finally softened a little.

After hanging up the phone, Yang Xun still stopped by the company to have lunch with Xu Yue before finally making his way to the Suiyue Bath Center. He arrived just in time.

Pushing open the door to the familiar private room on the second floor, a faint, sweet fragrance wafted over him. Su Mei was leaning sideways against the sofa, a glass of red wine in her hand. Her posture was languid and casual. The hem of her skirt barely covered her upper thighs, revealing a pair of long, pale legs. Her long hair was swept loosely to one side, showcasing delicate collarbones and the elegant curve of her neck. Bathed in the soft lighting, she looked like a lazy yet dangerous cat.

Hearing the door open, she tilted her head slightly. Her gaze landed on Yang Xun, and she offered a seductive smile. “Well, you finally decided to show up? I thought you’d forgotten all about me.”

Yang Xun closed the door and walked over to sit beside her. His tone carried a hint of apology. “Su, I’ve really been a bit busy lately. I just couldn’t get away.”

“What could you possibly be busy with? Serving other women?” Su Mei raised an eyebrow, her finger tracing light circles on his chest.

“Of course not. I haven’t even been to the bath center lately. If I had, I definitely would have served you first.”

Hearing this, Su Mei let out a soft chuckle. She reached out to place her wine glass on the coffee table, then leaned forward, closing the distance between them. Her breath, sweet and tinged with the scent of red wine, brushed against his nose.

“I’ve been trying to book you for days. Tell me, how should I punish you?”

Yang Xun looked down at her. As their breaths mingled, the atmosphere instantly grew heated and intimate. Taking the opening, he wrapped his arms around Su Mei’s slender waist and pulled her into his embrace. Her body was soft and fragrant, her red lips glistening, and her beautiful eyes bewitching. Whenever she wanted to, she could instantly ignite any man’s desire.

“Today, I belong entirely to you, Su. Do with me as you please.” Yang Xun’s lips curled into a smirk, his mind already conjuring up all sorts of erotic scenarios.

Every time he was with Su Mei, she opened the door to a whole new world. He had to admit, the woman really knew how to play. He had learned quite a few new tricks from her—knowledge he could easily use on other women later.

“That’s more like it.” The corners of Su Mei’s mouth curled into a satisfied smile. She looped her arms around his neck and pulled him in for a kiss.

Her kiss was passionate and aggressive. Her tongue deftly parted his lips and teeth, sliding into his mouth like a spiritual snake. As they entangled, the temperature in the room seemed to ignite, steadily climbing. Yang Xun pressed his palms against her bare, smooth back, trailing them slowly down her slender waistline before lifting the hem of her skirt.

Amidst their fiery entanglement, garments slipped off one by one, scattering across the sofa and the carpet.

Su Mei lay back against the spacious sofa. The red fabric of her dress made her skin look as pale as snow, while her raven-black hair cascaded over the dark cushions like a heavy splash of ink on a canvas. Her breathing was ragged and erratic. Tangling her fingers in the short hair at the back of Yang Xun’s head, she arched her body slightly, letting out soft, trembling moans.

Yang Xun could feel her drawing away his Essence Qi, but he didn’t stop her. Instead, he covertly circulated the Yin Yang Dragon and Phoenix Technique, anchoring his True Qi deep within his Dantian and only releasing a superficial layer of energy for her to absorb.

A long time later, the heavy breathing in the private room finally began to settle.

Su Mei leaned against the back of the sofa, her body slick with fragrant sweat. Her beautiful face was flushed, and a deep sense of satiation lingered in her eyes. She reached up to gently gather her disheveled hair, then turned to look at Yang Xun. Her voice was slightly hoarse. “I believe you now when you say you haven’t been serving anyone else these past few days. You were amazing. It was almost too much for me.”

Venting the pent-up desire of the past few days while absorbing his Essence Qi left Su Mei feeling refreshed to her very core. If Yang Xun were to die, she was sure she’d never find such an exceptional partner again.

“As long as you’re satisfied, Su,” Yang Xun said with a beaming smile. He then got up, poured a glass of water, and handed it to her.

Su Mei took it and had a sip. Then, she suddenly reached out, resting her fingertips lightly against the edge of his mask. “I’m very curious. What exactly do you look like under that mask?”

Yang Xun’s movements paused slightly, but he didn’t pull away. He set down his water glass and turned his head to look at her, his tone calm. “Su, you should know the rules of our line of work.”

“I know.” Su Mei’s fingertips continued to trace his face as she spoke in a sweet, coaxing voice. “But you know… rules are sometimes meant to be broken.”

As she spoke, she retrieved a small white medicine bottle and a folded piece of paper from her handbag nearby. Placing them on the coffee table, she pushed them toward Yang Xun. “This is a gift from me.”

Yang Xun glanced down at the medicine bottle and the paper, his brow twitching slightly. “What is this?”

“The antidote formula for Jade Skin Cream.” Su Mei’s tone was casual, yet a proud smile graced her face. “I know who you are, and I know you’ve run into some trouble recently. After Meiyan Biotechnology’s Jade Skin Cream hit the market, Xu’s Beauty Industry was heavily suppressed, and your factories have all suspended operations.”

Hearing this, Yang Xun raised an eyebrow. He didn’t respond, simply waiting for her to continue.

“Meiyan Biotechnology’s Jade Skin Cream is nothing but a flash in the pan. It’s going to cause problems very soon. You must have already guessed that, right?

“That stuff has astonishing short-term effects, but prolonged use destroys the skin barrier. Ruining people’s faces is only a matter of time, and the gift I’m giving you can repair the severe facial damage caused by Jade Skin Cream.”

Only then did Yang Xun pick up the piece of paper and unfold it to take a quick glance. The handwriting was neat, detailing a medicinal formula. Although it was slightly inferior to the one he had developed himself, it was indeed effective.