Marriage Seduction Addiction

Chapter 226 Like Seeing an Acquaintance

Tang Xu suddenly remembered the past.

Although there was already some kind of spark between them when they first met, Tang Xu was genuinely hesitant to act rashly after learning his true identity.

After all, this person was truly upright and unapproachable at that time.

But in reality, only she knew how skilled he was at seducing people.

She knew how domineering he was.

When did he become so easy to talk to?

Tang Xu stared at him quietly for a moment, then tried to speak: "Then... stop?"

In that instant, Tang Xu was almost certain that she could clearly see disappointment in his deep, ocean-like eyes.

But the ocean is so deep and so vast that any trace of it has been obscured by the surging waves.

But anything that has ever existed will eventually leave its mark.

Therefore, even though he responded calmly and quickly tried to let go of her, Tang Xu could still clearly sense the slowness of his movements.

She couldn't help but laugh.

This sound successfully made Yan Shiyu tighten her grip once again, as she had been gradually loosening her hold.

He pulled Tang Xu closer to him, looked down at her, and after successfully catching the fleeting playfulness in her eyes, Yan Shiyu spoke again: "If you keep doing this, then I won't care anymore."

Tang Xu didn't answer, but instead raised her face and kissed his lips.

Yan Shiyu paused for a moment, letting Tang Xu take the initiative.

In matters of love between men and women, she didn't actually have many skills. Even when she took the initiative to kiss him, it was just one of those little gestures that he was already familiar with.

He was still pleased.

The defense lasted no more than thirty seconds before the situation turned from passive to active, and the person in the arms was embraced tightly once again.

Between breaths, someone's phone suddenly rang at an inopportune moment.

That wasn't Tang Xu's ringtone, so she was a little dazed. It took her a while to recognize it, and she opened her eyes to look at the man in front of her.

He's always been alert, how could he possibly hear the phone call later than her?

Unless, of course, he himself doesn't want to take it!

Tang Xu suddenly realized something.

Is it because the two of them haven't been intimate for too long?
So he couldn't even be bothered to answer the phone?

The moment the thought crossed Tang Xu's face, her ears turned red. She then tried to stop his still-burning kiss, saying, "Answer the phone first..."

Yan Shiyu paid little attention to it.

The phone rang for a while, then hung up by itself.

However, the next moment, the voice from another communication tool came through.

The phone calls are coming in so urgently, there must be something urgent.
Even if Yan Shiyu wasn't in a hurry, Tang Xu was worried for him.

This time, she broke free from him without saying a word, reached over and grabbed his phone. When she looked at it, she saw Duan Siwei's name.

At this moment, Tang Xu was completely awake.

The things he's investigating for her right now are mostly being pushed forward by Duan Siwei, so why is Duan Siwei calling now? Could it be that things have progressed?
The thought flashed through Tang Xu's mind, and she immediately held the phone in front of him, "Answer it quickly and listen to what he has to say."

Her breathing was still slightly erratic, but her attention was completely focused on the phone.

Yan Shiyu's gaze was equally disoriented. He gave Tang Xu a deep look before finally picking up his phone and answering the call.

Duan Siwei's carefree voice immediately came through the receiver, "Breaking news: Tan Junbo sent someone back to investigate, and the painting is indeed gone. It's said that his second uncle took it and gave it away. As for who it was given to, we probably won't know until tomorrow... His second uncle is currently on a plane flying abroad and we can't contact him."

Upon hearing this, Tang Xu immediately asked, "What's his second uncle's name?"

Duan Siwei probably didn't expect to hear Tang Xu's voice. He choked for a moment before saying, "Oh, did you answer his call, or did you two answer it together? Is my call at a bad time?"

Tang Xu was a little anxious and ignored his teasing, asking only, "Tell me quickly, what's his second uncle's name?"

Duan Siwei clicked his tongue softly and quickly gave the name "Tan Heng".

Upon hearing this name, Tang Xu felt a slight disappointment.

She studied those lists all day and had already memorized those names clearly. She knew that Tan Heng's name was not on them.

Even so, she was still unwilling to give up. She quickly got up from Yan Shiyu's arms, sat back on the carpet where she had been sitting, and began to review the documents again.

"Hello? Hello?" Duan Siwei was still shouting on the other end of the phone, "Speak up, is there anything else I can do for you?"

Only then did Yan Shiyu's slightly hoarse voice ring out—

"You can hang up now."

As soon as she finished speaking, without giving Duan Siwei any chance to respond, Yan Shiyu hung up the phone and remained sitting on the sofa, quietly watching Tang Xu's back.

Tang Xu quickly went through the entire list in his hand, but he didn't see Tan Heng's name from beginning to end.

She quickly tried searching for Tan Heng on her computer, hoping to find other people's names related to him.

Tan Heng is clearly a figure active on social media, with search results showing a wide variety of events and news.

Tang Xu began opening the links one by one and quickly browsing through them.

She was almost completely absorbed, watching for over an hour until she was dizzy and her eyes were blurry, but she still couldn't find a single relevant name.

Even though it was the expected result, Tang Xu was still somewhat disappointed. She couldn't help but turn around to report the result to the person sitting on the sofa, only to find that the sofa was already empty.

Tang Xu suddenly paused, her gaze falling on the spot where the two people had been. She seemed to realize something, then slowly got up from the ground and walked towards the bedroom.

There was no one in the bedroom, dressing room, or bathroom.

Tang Xu turned around and walked to the study door, gently knocking on it.

The study was dimly lit, and the man sitting behind the desk looked even dimmer in the light reflected from the computer screen.

Tang Xu walked in slowly. "What are you looking at?"

As she spoke, she walked up to him and saw the European stock market quotes displayed on his computer screen.

"Why are you suddenly paying attention to this?" Tang Xu asked. "Is it important?"

Yan Shiyu did not respond immediately.

Tang Xu suddenly leaned close to him, "I'm asking you a question, is it that important?" Yan Shiyu then slightly turned his gaze to look at her, "What?"

"If it's very important, then I won't bother you any longer."

After saying that, Tang Xu turned to leave.

Yan Shiyu quickly reached out and grabbed her.

"How exactly are you disturbing me?"

Tang Xu was quiet for a moment, then chuckled softly and said, "The kind where I say stop and then stop—"

Before she could finish speaking, she had already fallen into Yan Shiyu's arms once again.

Their eyes met, and Yan Shiyu slowly said, "I'm not so easily fooled."

Tang Xu reached out and hooked her arm around his neck, tilting her head up and saying, "My standards are also very high."

"Hmm," Yan Shiyu said, "Then let's give it a try."

……

This time, they tried it thoroughly.

Tang Xu is not a man who has never been deprived of sex, for example, last time, and the time before that.

But each time it seems different.

Each time, he showed her a different side of him.

Tang Xu was confused and bewildered as he was led to experience new things. By the time he finally remembered that he still had the right to stop, he found that this right had long since become useless...

At three in the morning, all was quiet, but the jacuzzi in the bathroom was still working diligently.

Amidst the slight vibrations from the flowing water and bubbles, Tang Xu leaned against Yan Shiyu's chest, too lazy to even move her arms.

It wasn't until Yan Shiyu lowered his head and gently kissed her shoulder that she shrugged slightly, then tilted her head back to look at the person holding her in his arms.

From Yan Shiyu's perspective, it looked like she was rolling her eyes, so he paused for a moment and then asked, "Are you angry?"

Tang Xu instantly regained her composure and stopped looking at him.

Then, Yan Shiyu lowered his head again and gently kissed the crook of her neck. "I'm sorry, I couldn't help myself for a moment."

“Lying,” Tang Xu suddenly said.

"what?"

"Do you ever have moments when you can't control your emotions?" Tang Xu turned around to face him. "You can have absolute control over your own body, how could you possibly be unable to control your emotions? You're doing this on purpose!"

Yan Shiyu quietly looked at her, raised his hand, and gently stroked the stray hairs that had fallen by her temples.

"Say something," Tang Xu said, looking at him. "Are you doing this on purpose?"

"Perhaps," Yan Shiyu replied vaguely.

Some actions are deliberate, but aren't they also a result of uncontrollable emotions?

However, the next moment, Tang Xu suddenly reached out, hooked her arm around his neck, leaned into his embrace, and whispered, "But I like it, so I won't hold it against you."

Upon hearing this, Yan Shiyu's gaze sharpened slightly, and he couldn't help but turn his head to look at her.

Tang Xu buried herself even deeper into his arms, as if she was deliberately trying not to let him see.

However, her bright red ears still revealed some information.

Yan Shiyu's gaze lingered on her for a long time before he reached out and embraced her tightly. He then leaned forward and planted a kiss on her red and hot earlobe.

……

The following day, it wasn't until the afternoon that Tang Xu received another message from Duan Siwei.

"The information I received here is that Tan Heng gave the painting to Long Haiping's wife," Duan Siwei said. "I just don't understand how a painting could go through so many hands. Could it be that Mrs. Long gave the painting to your mother... cough cough, and Mrs. Shao, so she gave it to her? You know, this is a matter between women, so it's really not appropriate for me to keep asking around."

"I understand," Tang Xu said quickly. "It's indeed inconvenient for you to show up. I'll ask someone else to help me inquire. Thank you for your help."

"Finally, I've heard someone speak like a human being." Duan Siwei snorted and complained, "That heartless Yan Shiyu didn't even reply to my messages today. I've done so much to help him, did I offend him?"

Tang Xu suddenly remembered what happened last night, and her ears burned again. She quickly hung up the phone after saying a few simple words.

Duan Siwei lacked connections in the wives' circle, but fortunately, she had no shortage of connections on her own side.

The wealthy wives that Jiang Beiheng had introduced her to had always treated Tang Xu relatively kindly, out of respect for Jiang Beiheng.

Therefore, Tang Xu only made a few phone calls and quickly received news about this Mrs. Long.

Tang Xu originally wanted to invite this Mrs. Long to dinner, but learned from her personal affairs office that Mrs. Long would be unavailable for the next three days. She also happened to hear that Mrs. Long would be visiting a gallery this afternoon, so Tang Xu decided to try her luck.

The privately run gallery exudes an artistic atmosphere, but it doesn't have many customers. Tang Xu followed the tour route and turned several corners, when suddenly a spacious, high-ceilinged space appeared before her eyes. Below the space was a pure white coffee corner.

At this very moment, a man and a woman were sitting at the small table in the very center of the coffee corner. The woman was elegant and graceful, with a radiant appearance; she was none other than Madam Long.

The man sitting opposite her, Tang Xu's first impression was that he was pale. But upon closer inspection, she noticed that he was abnormally thin, with slightly sunken cheeks and pale skin, giving him a ghostly appearance.

The two sat facing each other, chatting quietly, seemingly enjoying themselves quite a bit. Occasionally, Madam Long could be seen covering her mouth and chuckling softly.

Compared to Madam Long's charm, the man's demeanor was much calmer. Even when he smiled, the corners of his lips only moved slightly, without any extra expression.

Tang Xu was observing the man's expression when she saw him smile and suddenly glance in her direction.

At that glance, Tang Xu suddenly remembered who he was.

Meng Liancheng.

The three Meng brothers, the eldest son Meng Lianshan, is now the chairman of the group, firmly controlling the Meng family business and all assets;
The second son, Meng Lianhai, who is also Meng Tianyou's father, was sidelined for various reasons and was always frustrated and unsuccessful. This is probably one of the reasons why Meng Tianyou tried so hard to get close to her.

Next up is the third son, Meng Liancheng.

Although he was not well-known in Huai City's business world, his life was exceptionally legendary. It is said that more than ten or twenty years ago, he became a vegetable due to an accident and lay in the hospital for more than ten years. He finally woke up last year, gradually recovered, and returned to a normal life.

As Tang Xu recalled this, something suddenly flashed through her mind—

Yes, Meng Liancheng woke up last year. Because it was a rare case of a vegetative patient waking up, the media reported on it extensively last year. Although the news was suppressed by the Meng family in less than a day, at the beginning, reporters, medical professionals, and ordinary people all had a lot of discussion about this event.

At that time, the hospital he was in was the same hospital where Song Yuting was!

In an instant, it seemed as if something was being connected into a thread in Tang Xu's mind.

She stood there almost in a daze, letting her thoughts churn, but when she looked up, she was still met with Meng Liancheng's gaze.

Yes, he was still looking at her, smiling, as if he were looking at an acquaintance.