My Wild Wife in Shanghai

After placing the boxes on the ground, the pharmacy representatives sat down again.

Among those in charge, the one in the lead was surnamed Zhao and named Zhao Chongxi.

He stood up, his face flushed, holding a wine glass, and raised it to Chen Ye.

"Mr. Chen, it's an honor for us to cooperate with Shanghai Group. You and Manager Ma have worked so hard these past few days. Here, on behalf of all the shops on our side, I toast to you and Manager Ma!"

Chen Ye smiled slightly, picked up the teacup in front of him, and stood up:

"Mr. Zhao, you're too kind. We're all just trying to get things done. I'm just doing my job. But Manager Ma and I have to go back to Shanghai early tomorrow morning, so let's have tea instead of wine. Please don't mind, thank you!"

After saying that, he tilted his head back and drank the tea in the cup in one gulp, showing neither impoliteness nor airs.

Ma Qing also drank a cup of tea instead of alcohol.

Upon seeing this, Zhao Chongxi burst into laughter, "Great! President Chen is so generous, and Manager Ma is so straightforward. Your use of tea instead of wine shows the same sincerity. We'll drink it!"

Everyone raised their glasses, and the atmosphere instantly became lively.

Then, almost every minute or two, someone would stand up and toast Chen Ye and Ma Qing.

Some said they had long admired him, some said they had enjoyed working together, and some said they hoped to maintain a long-term relationship—their expressions were varied and numerous.

But no matter what, they all wanted to curry favor with Chen Ye, hoping that future cooperation would be smoother.

Chen Ye responded to each question, each cup of tea instead of wine.

Ma Qing sat to the side, occasionally sharing a drink with the others.

Throughout the entire time, she kept adjusting her glasses, as if she wasn't quite used to wearing them that night.

The banquet lasted until after nine o'clock, with dishes being served one after another, all made with the finest local ingredients, such as bird's nest, sea cucumber, and abalone, each dish more expensive than the last.

Chen Ye didn't eat much, but he touched every dish to show respect to his host.

The atmosphere at the banquet was warm and harmonious, with the aroma of wine filling the entire private room as glasses clinked and toasts were exchanged.

After several rounds of drinks, the waiter brought out an extremely rare and exquisite medicinal soup.

It has a rich, enticing aroma and is said to be made from several kinds of precious Changbai Mountain ginseng and deer antler.

Ma Qing got up and served Chen Ye a bowl of soup, placing it in front of him and saying considerately, "Mr. Chen, have some, it's very nourishing."

Chen Ye was already unable to eat or drink anymore, but he couldn't refuse the hospitality and symbolically drank another small bowl.

The banquet lasted until after 10 p.m. before it finally came to an end.

As for the so-called "specialty boxes" filled with banknotes, Chen Ye didn't say a word from beginning to end, and didn't even touch them when he left the private room.

... ...

That night, Chen Ye and Ma Qing took a taxi back to the hotel.

Neon lights flashed outside the car window as the car drove smoothly through the night.

Shortly after getting on the bus, Chen Ye began to feel that something was amiss.

At first, it was just a slight dizziness, with a faint throbbing in my temples.

He closed his eyes and rubbed his temples, assuming it was just from being out socializing for too long and feeling a bit tired.

The heat carried a restless, heart-pounding energy that made his breathing involuntarily become heavier.

He reached out and placed his hand on his chest, trying to suppress the restlessness.

Sitting next to him, Ma Qing turned around and asked with concern, "Mr. Chen, are you alright? Did you drink that medicinal soup a little too quickly?"

"It's nothing!" Chen Ye turned his head to look at Ma Qing.

Tonight, Ma Qing was wearing a fitted navy blue suit. The tight fabric accentuated her soft feminine curves. Chen Ye's gaze fell on her, and a strong impulse inexplicably surged within him. He even had a primal desire to reach out and tear the fabric apart and crush it.

"What happened?"

Chen Ye's heart skipped a beat.

I've been with Ma Qing these past few days and haven't had any improper thoughts about her. How come I'm suddenly feeling sexual desire for her?

He quickly looked away, turning to gaze at the rapidly receding street scene outside the window.

Was that medicinal soup too nourishing?

Is it because you're young and have a lot of internal heat, and you've overdone it with tonics?

Chen Ye took a deep breath and secretly regulated his breathing, trying to suppress the surging heat.

But the more he suppressed it, the more the evil fire within him burned, and the burning sensation in his lower abdomen was like an enraged beast, constantly assaulting his rational defenses.

Fortunately, the hotel wasn't far away.

The car quickly drove into the hotel parking lot.

The two got out of the car, politely said goodbye, and took the elevator back to their rooms.

As Chen Ye stepped out of the elevator, he walked almost instinctively.

His mind was hazy, his vision seemed to be blurry, and a primal, almost primal, sexual urge was churning within him...

wrong!!

Chen Ye suddenly woke up with a start!

He had experienced this feeling before.

That time, I went to Songjiang with Liu Bishui to meet a client.

He and Liu Bishui drank the aphrodisiac that the other had put in the water...

It's medicine!

Someone has put drugs in tonight's food or soup.

Chen Ye tried to calm himself down.

But looking back on tonight, he couldn't come up with any clues.

"No... I have to go back to my room and take a cold shower right away," Chen Ye thought to himself.

He arrived at the door feeling dizzy and unsteady, swiped his card to enter.

However, the moment the door opened, a rich and alluring fragrance wafted out.

Chen Ye suddenly looked up and gazed into the room.

Sitting on the large bed directly opposite the door was a stunningly beautiful and sexy woman!

The woman looked to be in her early twenties, and her appearance was extremely beautiful.

She was wearing only a sheer black silk slip dress, almost transparent, which clearly revealed the sexy thong underneath.

The snow-white curves seemed to emerge from beneath the light gauze, and her deep cleavage rose and fell slightly with her breath, captivating the soul.

She had a great figure, with a waist so thin it looked like it could be grasped in one hand, yet she was extremely voluptuous in the right places.

Her long hair cascaded over her shoulders, swaying gently like a waterfall with every slight movement, enhancing her allure even further.

"Who are you, and what are you doing in my room?" Chen Ye asked the woman in astonishment.

The woman didn't answer, but stood up with a smile and walked towards Chen Ye.

As she moved, her thin silk nightgown clung to her body, perfectly outlining the curves of her firm, full hips.

Chen Ye felt a loud "boom" in his mind, and the evil fire that was already raging wildly in his body was completely ignited at this moment!

His eyes instantly became bloodshot, and his breathing became heavy, like a bellows.

"Who are you? What do you want?" Chen Ye suppressed his impulse and asked again.

"Mr. Chen, don't be in such a hurry!"

The woman didn't answer directly, but instead entwined herself around him like a vine.

Her two soft, boneless, and warm hands gently rested on Chen Ye's chest.

My fingertips slid slowly through the shirt, sending shivers down my spine like an electric shock.

The woman pressed her entire body against Chen Ye's chest almost without reservation, her incredibly soft breasts pressing directly against Chen Ye's hard pectoral muscles.

She tilted her delicate and alluring face up, her red lips slightly parted, and her warm, fragrant breath fell directly onto Chen Ye's neck.

"Mr. Chen, you seem very hot... ...would you like someone to help you cool down?"