America: The neighbor's wife is so incredibly hospitable!

In the world of capital, what is considered "impossible" is usually just a matter of insufficient budget.

Just forty-eight hours after Chen An issued his order, "I want a beach,"

Cargo airport in Kalispel, Montana

It witnessed the most absurd and spectacular scene since the website was established.

Five Boeing 747 freighters in total

It spanned half the globe.

Two thousand tons of the finest products from the Maldives

Pure natural white coral sand, after undergoing strict aseptic treatment, was airlifted to this inland plateau.

Following that was a long steel convoy consisting of fifty heavy-duty dump trucks.

They drove into Titan Manor in a grand procession.

10:00 AM. By the artificial lake.

"Boom!"

As the hydraulic jacks of the first truck rose,

The white sand is as pure as the first snow, so fine and without a single impurity.

It poured onto the lake shore that was originally overgrown with weeds and pebbles.

"My God..."

Florence Lumière stood beside Chen An.

Even though she runs a French luxury goods empire worth hundreds of billions,

At this moment, I was so shocked by this pure and unreasonable "money power" that I was speechless.

She was wearing a fitted white silk blouse and high-waisted wide-leg pants.

Wearing sunglasses, I looked at the sand that was dazzlingly white in the sunlight.

"Ann, you're absolutely insane."

Florence turned her head.

Looking at the man beside me, wearing a straw hat and baggy shorts, leisurely sipping iced soda,

"The air freight cost alone is enough to buy a whole street of shops in Paris."

"You just wanted to make sure they...didn't hurt their feet while walking?"

"To correct you, it's so that 'you' won't hurt your feet when you walk."

Chen An reached out and grabbed the slender waist of the French swan, pulling her into his arms.

"In my estate, money that can't be converted into dopamine to make you happy is just a pile of waste paper. And..."

Chen An pointed to the beach that was rapidly taking shape.

"Don't you think having a white sand beach in the Maldives at the foot of the Rocky Mountains is a really cool work of art?"

Florence looked at his profile, which was full of ambition and extreme hedonism, and her heart skipped a beat.

This man always manages to shatter all her rationality and composure in the most brutal way.

"That's really cool." She stood on tiptoe and gently bit Chen An's chin.

"It's so cool it makes you want to...do something crazy on this beach."

……

Titan Security's execution capabilities are terrifying.

In just one afternoon, two thousand tons of white sand were evenly spread in the shallow bay where the artificial lake and the Sunset Stream meet.

Not only that, Tie Tou also had more than a dozen palm trees specially treated for cold resistance transported from California overnight and planted on the edge of the beach.

Several huge white canvas parasols were set up.

Below is a top-quality outdoor teak lounge chair imported from Italy.

It was evening.

This lakeside, which was originally full of rugged Western style,

Chen An single-handedly transformed it into a top-tier private island resort with a tropical flair by spending US dollars.

"Wow!!!"

Accompanied by an extremely excited scream.

Jessica was the first to rush onto the beach.

Today she finally put on the black strappy bikini she had "tried out" in the dressing room.

Those thin black straps left shocking marks on her fair skin.

It perfectly showcased her youthful, radiant, and collagen-rich figure.

"It's so soft! Stepping on this sand feels like stepping on flour!"

Jessica ran barefoot on the white sand.

Then, without hesitation, he plunged into the crystal-clear lake water, splashing up a shower of sparkling water.

Immediately afterwards, Aya also came out.

The Native American girl was not wearing a bikini.

Instead, she wore a two-piece swimsuit hand-stitched from soft deerskin, with wild tassels along the edges.

Her wheat-colored skin, set against the white sand, exuded a deadly, primal allure.

She didn't yell or scream like Jessica.

Like a nimble fish, it plunged directly into the water and swam more than ten meters before surfacing.

"Okay, the water temperature is just right."

With the help of two maids, Sarah slowly walked to the main deck chair on the beach.

She was wearing a loose-fitting sun-protective blouse and a wide-brimmed hat.

Although you can't do strenuous exercise in the water.

But being able to lie on this incredible white sand beach and feel the breeze was already incredibly pleasant for her.

"You lie down first, I'll go get you something to drink."

Chen An helped Sarah lie down and kissed her on the forehead.

Just then, Florence also came out of the dressing room.

The moment she appeared, even Jessica and Aya, who were playing in the water, couldn't help but stop what they were doing.

As one of France's top socialites, Florence's taste is impeccable.

She wore a pure white one-piece swimsuit, but the sides and back had large areas of cutout design.

This seemingly conservative style is actually extremely provocative.

She brought out her tall, aloof, and swan-like temperament to the fullest.

She walked with graceful, cat-like steps to another recliner next to Chen An.

She slowly lay down, her long, straight European legs practically glowing white in the sunlight.

"Boss."

Jessica emerged from the water, soaking wet, and ran to Chen An.

He deliberately puffed out his chest, and water droplets slid down his deep cleavage.

"This beach is amazing! But... the sun is a bit strong."

She picked up a bottle of sunscreen from the low table next to her.

She handed it to Chen An, her beautiful eyes gleaming with cunning and provocation.

"I can't reach my back, could you help me apply it?"

This girl practically has the words "competing for favor" written all over her face.

Chen An took the sunscreen, a mischievous smile playing on his lips.

"Of course. As a boss, it's my responsibility to care about my employees' skin health."

Jessica immediately lay down obediently on an empty recliner.

The thin strap behind his neck was untied.

Her entire smooth and flawless back was completely exposed to Chen An's view.

Chen An squeezed a dollop of milky white sunscreen into his palm and rubbed his hands together to warm them up.

Then, those large, calloused hands...

It landed firmly on Jessica's supple back.

"Well……"

Jessica let out a sweet, soft hum.

Chen An's method was unique; he didn't just smear it on like a normal person would when applying sunscreen.

Instead, it combined the massage techniques used when applying liniment to her injuries.

My fingertips slid slowly down her spine, gently circling around her lower back.

Then it continues downwards until it reaches the edge that is barely covered by the black cloth.

"An... your hands... are so hot..."

Jessica buried her face in her arms, her voice softening into a pool of water.

To be so intimately touched by Chen An in broad daylight, in front of other women...

This amplified her sensory stimulation countless times.