The Perfect Man

"Tch~ I don't believe you for a second." Su Chiyan gave Wang Shu a disdainful look: "You say you have X-ray vision? What am I wearing?"

Su Chiyan stared intently at Wang Shu, seemingly trying to discern the change in his expression. Wang Shu could see it clearly if he looked down: "Black clothes..."

Yeah!

Su Chiyan screamed in fright: "You little rascal, that doesn't count. You know my hobbies, you guessed it..."

Bang bang bang!

Before Su Chiyan could finish speaking, someone knocked on the door. She quickly composed herself and opened the door.

A middle-aged man, about the same age as Su Chiyan, entered. He noticed a change in expression when he saw Wang Shu, but quickly composed himself and said to Su Chiyan, "Chiyan, our product has encountered a bit of trouble. Could you come and take a look?"

"OK!"

Su Chiyan followed the young man outside.

Wang Shu had only been there for half a day and didn't know who the young man was, nor did he pay any attention to him. He saw a bed in the office, lay down on it, and unexpectedly fell asleep. He was eventually woken up by the ringing of the phone.

It was Su Chiyan calling: "Wang Shu, I have something to take care of here. I'm having dinner out tonight. Put our jade in the safe first, and we'll figure out how to sell it tomorrow."

"OK!"

Wang Shu hung up the phone and checked the time. It was almost 7 p.m., just in time for his date with Yang Lan. He walked out of his office, went downstairs, and took a taxi to Yulan Mansion again.

It was exactly eight o'clock, and the night was already dark, but the entrance to the residential area was brightly lit.

Having been here once before, Wang Shu knew that the checkpoint was heavily guarded, so he didn't bother with any questions. He simply found a dark spot, climbed over the wall, and entered the back of Villa No. 5. Unexpectedly, there were bodyguards at the gate, one of whom raised his arm to stop Wang Shu.

Wang Shu reached for his phone and dialed Yang Lan's number: "Hello! I've arrived, but they won't let me in at the entrance."

After saying that, he handed the phone to the bodyguard.

The bodyguard took the phone and listened. His expression immediately turned extremely serious. "Yes, yes, yes, Mr. Yang, release him immediately." He quickly returned the phone to Wang Shu. "Please come in, sir. Mr. Yang is waiting for you at the villa."

Wang Shu grinned, took the phone, and strode inside.

To Wang Shu's surprise, there were two bodyguards standing in the courtyard, a female bodyguard, but it seemed that she had received orders from Yang Lan and did not stop Wang Shu.

As soon as Wang Shu entered the lobby, a beautiful bodyguard approached him and said, "Are you Mr. Wang? Please come with me." She led Wang Shu into the elevator and brought him to the second-floor door. The woman smiled faintly and said, "Please." She then gently knocked on the door and respectfully withdrew.

Holy crap! Is this what rich people do?

Wang Shu scratched his head.

Just then, an elegant voice came from inside the door: "The door is unlocked, please come in."

Wang Shu didn't stand on ceremony and boldly pushed open the door.

The interior is decorated like a presidential suite, very luxurious, and the space looks huge, with extremely valuable furnishings.

Near the west wall is an expensive sofa, and in front of the sofa is a transparent tea table with wine and glasses on it.

Next to the sofa, there is a huge mirror.

At this moment, a slender beauty stands in front of the mirror, wearing a long rose-colored nightgown and slippers, holding a hairdryer and drying her long hair that cascades down her shoulders like a waterfall.

Every movement of the beautiful woman seemed casual, yet she possessed a captivating charm that would make even beasts bleed from the nose, along with an air of superiority.

This woman! A natural beauty!

Despite having met Yang Lan several times, Wang Shu's hormones still surged when he saw her like this.

Yang Lan didn't turn around: "I just took a shower and dried my hair. Please have a seat." She then turned around.

Unexpectedly, the moment Yang Lan turned around, she probably slipped and lost her balance, her hand trembled, and the hair dryer in her hand fell straight to the ground.

Cough!

Seeing the hairdryer in Yang Lan's hand fall to the ground, Wang Shu didn't think twice. He flashed in front of Yang Lan and reached out with his arm to grab the falling hairdryer.

However, it was quite a coincidence.

As soon as Yang Lan reached for the hair dryer, she reacted immediately, her delicate arm sinking slightly as she quickly grabbed at the hair dryer.

Holy crap! This old woman is actually a martial arts expert? Wang Shu was taken aback, but he didn't slow down.

boom!

Yang Lan's grab missed the hair dryer, but she managed to grab Wang Shu's wrist. Just as the hair dryer was about to fall to the ground, Wang Shu had a flash of inspiration. His palm suddenly caved in, creating a huge suction force. The hair dryer, as if summoned by Wang Shu, flew backward and landed steadily in Wang Shu's hand...

Yang Lan grabbed Wang Shu's wrist, seemingly surprised by her own slip-up, and froze, frozen in place.

Now, facing Wang Shu, Wang Shu chuckled and said, "Mr. Yang has a great physique."

A single sentence jolted her awake. Yang Lan quickly released Wang Shu, straightened up, and naturally changed the subject: "Wang Shu, I was just testing you. I didn't expect you to be so quick."

Then he walked to the sofa and sat down, poured himself a glass of red wine, and swayed it gently.

Wang Shu casually sat down next to Yang Lan, blew a breath at her, and exaggeratedly sniffed it: "It smells so good."

He'd just taken a shower, and the milky scent still lingered on his body, combined with the beautiful woman's fragrance, making Wang Shu take a few deep breaths: "So, what's going on? You asked me to keep my promise?"

The warm breath on her neck made Yang Lan visibly tremble, but she quickly regained her composure: "Wang Shu, would you like to cooperate fully?"

Wang Shu smiled and asked, "How do we cooperate?"

Yang Lan gritted her teeth, seemingly having made up her mind: "It depends on your ability. We can cooperate in all aspects, including business cooperation and life cooperation."

As long as you're skilled enough...

Wang Shu's gaze swept over Yang Lan.

Although she was around forty years old, she took good care of herself. Her tender skin was not only smooth as jade, but also as white as snow, flawless, and radiated a faint white glow, which was very attractive. She had the aura of a noblewoman.

Wang Shu wasn't a saint; instinctively, his Adam's apple bobbed. "Just say it straight. What's your purpose in contacting me? I don't like beating around the bush."

Yang Lan stared at Wang Shu for a while: "Consider it a favor I need from you. If you help me with this, I will not only fulfill my previous promises, but also grant all your requests! However, besides today, I have something else to attend to today."

Wang Shu chuckled and said, "Wanting to be a prostitute while also wanting to maintain a virtuous image? I hate people like that the most." He then stood up and was about to leave.

Yang Lan grabbed Wang Shu and said, "Wait a minute, I'm really not the kind of person you think I am. You're overthinking it."

As a result, she exerted too much force and pulled Wang Shu down...