Chapter 470 - 395: Professional Leak Repair (2)

Just as he stood up, Wang Hao saw Wu Yun approaching with his arm around a beautiful woman in a business suit, her steps unsteady. Wang Hao didn’t dare to look for long, simply averting his gaze elsewhere. In his heart, however, he was in complete awe of Wu Yun. ’Looks like tonight will be another sleepless one.’

After helping Zhou Shuwen into the car, Wu Yun said to the driver, Wei Wu, "Binjiang Triumphal Arch!"

Wu Yun had been a little surprised when he first heard Zhou Shuwen’s address. ’This place isn’t cheap!’ He never expected they were practically neighbors.

Although Zhou Shuwen’s steps were unsteady, her mind was very clear. It was just that after drinking, she was even more alluring than usual.

Zhou Shuwen leaned against the armrest, a smile playing on her lips. "Wu Yun! Aren’t you going to check in at home?"

The corner of Wu Yun’s mouth curled up slightly. "No need. She knows I’m out discussing a partnership today, so she won’t ask."

"Oh! That’s a relief then!" Zhou Shuwen smiled, but her hand involuntarily reached for Wu Yun.

Wu Yun’s mouth twitched. He didn’t show any overly drastic expression, just adjusted his posture to find a more comfortable position.

Soon, the convoy of cars arrived at Binjiang Triumphal Arch.

Even though Wu Yun’s car was an extended Rolls-Royce, it was still considered a visitor’s vehicle. So, only after Zhou Shuwen scanned her face for access and Wei Wu completed the registration were they able to drive smoothly into the underground garage.

Following Zhou Shuwen’s directions, Wei Wu drove to the building’s lobby entrance.

A neatly dressed building manager, having been notified, was standing at the entrance. After Wu Yun’s car came to a stop, he helped open the door. Seeing Wu Yun, he smiled and said, "Good evening, sir! Welcome to Binjiang Triumphal Arch!"

Seeing Zhou Shuwen get out after him, clutching her chest, the manager greeted her as well, "Ms. Zhou, welcome home!"

Zhou Shuwen was already familiar with the manager, so she smiled and nodded at him. "Xiaorong! You’re on duty again today!"

After the two exchanged a few pleasantries, the manager, Qin Qiang, led them to the elevator. It wasn’t until the elevator doors closed that Qin Qiang, standing outside, muttered, "That guy looks so familiar! I feel like I’ve seen him somewhere!"

’Could he be a young celebrity Ms. Zhou is keeping?!’ Qin Qiang only guessed for a moment before putting the matter out of his mind. After all, for his line of work, discretion was the number one prerequisite for working in a wealthy area.

Zhou Shuwen’s apartment was a 236-square-meter three-bedroom, two-living-room unit. According to her, since she usually lived alone, there was no need to live in a house that was too big; it wouldn’t feel secure.

Wu Yun had just closed the front door and hadn’t even had a chance to look at the apartment’s decor when a warm, soft body pressed against him.

When Wu Yun caught the scent of alcohol from Zhou Shuwen’s bright red lips, he frowned, reached out, and gave her shapely bottom a slap. "What are you doing! Go get cleaned up first!"

Zhou Shuwen wrapped her arms around Wu Yun’s neck, clinging to him like a koala bear, and said coquettishly, "I want you to carry me in!"

A mature woman acting coquettishly had a unique charm. Wu Yun instantly felt a rush of blood, his body filled with vigor! Without hesitation, he cupped Zhou Shuwen’s bottom with both hands and started walking towards the bedroom.

"The master bedroom is this way!"

....

"Sister Shuwen, why is the floor in your apartment so slippery!"

...

「In a high-end residential complex in Hang City.」

Wang Jiale angrily hung up the phone and sat on the sofa, stewing.

"What’s wrong? Your mom isn’t answering your calls again?" a middle-aged man dressed like a successful professional asked with a chuckle. He was sitting on the sofa watching the news.

Wang Jiale pouted unhappily. "I just called Mom this afternoon, and now she’s not picking up again! Is her business really more important than me?"

The middle-aged man laughed. "That’s your mother for you—always putting her career first. Why do you think we got divorced? Powerful women are just too controlling! I couldn’t stand her!"

"Women should just stay at home, take care of their husbands, and raise children. That’s why our He Fang is so wonderful!"

Hearing the man’s praise, a woman in her early thirties wearing pajamas, who had just come out of the kitchen, chuckled and placed a fruit platter on the coffee table. It was filled with an assortment of washed, seasonal fruits.

"Old Wang! Don’t say that! Sister Shuwen is much more capable than I am. I’m just good at some housework!"

The middle-aged man caressed He Fang’s back and smiled. "But I love the food you cook! I could never get tired of it!"

He Fang covered her mouth and giggled. "Then I’ll learn to make more new dishes in the future."

"Thanks, honey!"

Seeing her dad and stepmom flirting like that, Wang Jiale grew even more furious. She said angrily, "Forget it! I’ll take the bullet train to Modu tomorrow and find her myself!"

With that, she got up and stormed into her room.

He Fang paid it no mind. She was already used to Wang Jiale’s temper tantrums. She simply smiled, gave the middle-aged man a peck on the cheek, and said, "Old Wang! I’m going to see if Wang Xin has finished his homework!"

"Mm! Go ahead!" The middle-aged man’s eyes didn’t leave his phone, but he casually slapped He Fang on the butt.

Wang Jiale returned to her room and lay down on her bed, her eyes fixed on the ceiling, lost in thought.

Then, she rolled over onto her stomach. Her loose pajamas, pulled down by gravity, clung tightly to her body, revealing the distinct curves of a young woman.

Wang Jiale took out her phone and replied to a classmate who was pursuing her: "Sorry, the day after tomorrow is Mother’s Day! I’m going to Modu tomorrow to be with my mom!"

"Jiale! How about I go with you? Give me your ID info, and I’ll buy a ticket for the same train!"

Wang Jiale looked at the simp’s message with disdain and sent back just three words.

’These immature kids have no idea what I want. Don’t think I have to date you just because you’re handsome!’ Wang Jiale muttered to herself as she packed her luggage, but her eyes couldn’t help but drift back to her phone on the bed. The screen saver was a photo of Wu Yun.

「The next morning.」

Wu Yun’s internal clock woke him up. He looked at the mess on the floor: torn clothes, shreds of colorful stockings scattered about, and wads of used tissues strewn around the trash can.

Wu Yun pushed away Zhou Shuwen, who was wrapped around him like an octopus, and sighed to himself. As the saying goes: ’A woman at thirty is a wolf, at forty a tiger, and at fifty she can suck the dirt from the ground.’

Zhou Shuwen was right at that age of being a wolf and a tiger. If it weren’t for Wu Yun’s abundant stamina, he really wouldn’t have been able to handle her.

Still, Wu Yun thought Zhou Shuwen’s "layout" was quite nice. While not overly large, it was certainly well-proportioned, open, and perfectly symmetrical.

Zhou Shuwen’s unit was on a high floor, but since it was a high-end complex, the water pressure was more than sufficient.

While washing his face, Wu Yun, not knowing the situation, was sprayed in the face with water.

At the time, Wu Yun had asked Zhou Shuwen what was going on. Zhou Shuwen replied with some embarrassment, "It’s probably because it hasn’t been used in a long time! The pressure is a bit high!"

But then Zhou Shuwen laughed and said, "It’s okay. If we stuff it with something in a bit, it shouldn’t leak anymore!"

Who would have thought that even with Wu Yun repeatedly trying to plug the leak, the nozzle was like an open floodgate, splashing him all over.

That was why the numerous tissues on the floor were from Zhou Shuwen wiping up the water stains for Wu Yun.

"Stop it! Let me sleep a little longer!" Zhou Shuwen mumbled, sleepily swatting away Wu Yun’s probing hand.

"It’s fine! You rest! I’m just going to check if it’s still leaking!"

...

After getting out of the taxi with her suitcase, Wang Jiale stared blankly at the large characters for "Binjiang Triumphal Arch" for a moment before heading toward the residential complex.

Wang Jiale didn’t call her mom, because she knew that at this time on a weekend, her mom probably hadn’t woken up yet.

So she directly took out her access card and swiped her way into the complex.

Wang Jiale navigated to the correct building with ease and entered the elevator after a greeting from the concierge.

Wang Jiale had a love-hate relationship with her mother. She loved her because her mom fulfilled her duties as a guardian, satisfying one hundred percent of her requests.

She hated her because she felt Zhou Shuwen didn’t fulfill her responsibilities as a mother. But more than anything, she still loved her mom very much.

Fingerprint unlock successful. Wang Jiale pushed the door open, and the scene before her left her completely stunned!