Seeing the two unconscious women, Zhao Tianhao called the housekeeper who was cooking.
Although she wasn't particularly pretty, she was still decent enough to clean up after a few licks. He pulled out his penis and had the housekeeper clean it thoroughly with her mouth, even licking the wetness off his testicles. Then Zhao Tianhao put away his penis, got dressed, and left.
"Why did my mom call me here?" Luo Yan asked her mother's assistant.
"Well, I'm not sure."
"Where is she?"
"Your mother is still in a meeting."
"She's so busy, why did she call me here? I have an appointment!" Luo Yan was forcing herself not to think about the insults online. She didn't want to tell Zhao Tianhao anything, probably afraid he would see through her feigned strength.
Girls' stubbornness and thoughts are always so incomprehensible.
Luo Yan chose to escape. She wanted to go to a card room to play games; perhaps in the game, she could forget all the unpleasantness of reality.
Unexpectedly, a phone call brought her over, and her mother sent her assistant to pick her up.
"Um, please sit down first. I'll go to the conference room and talk to your mother," the assistant said, turning and leaving.
While waiting for her mother, Luo Yan suddenly realized she'd forgotten to charge her phone. She went to her mother's computer to find a charging cable.
Inadvertently, she noticed the computer desktop was covered in clothes bought for her.
However, these clothes were all quite conservative, even androgynous.
Luo Yan's face immediately turned grim. Just then, her mother, Wei Yunjie, walked in. "Yan Yan, are you hungry? Let's go eat."
"Did you watch that video?"
Luo Yan didn't believe her mother would suddenly call her to the company for no reason, much less buy her these androgynous clothes. Wei Yunjie always gave her money to buy things herself.
"Yes, I watched that video, and I'm very worried about you," Wei Yunjie said, sitting down.
"Yanyan, you may feel comfortable dressed like this, but wearing clothes like this, this kind of skirt, will become an easy excuse for those with questionable character to harm you."
"My skirt isn't see-through, and it's below the knee. There's absolutely nothing wrong with it. Even if I show my arms, legs, stomach, or back, that's my freedom to dress as I please, not a reason for them to commit crimes. The one in the wrong isn't me; the one in the wrong is those perverts!"
Luo Yan was somewhat devastated. While everyone online was overwhelmingly condemning her, why wasn't her mother on her side? Why did she think the problem lay with her clothing?
"Why is it that every time I encounter difficulties, you're different from other mothers? You always blame me."
"I'm not criticizing you. I'm protecting you. I want you to have self-respect and self-love. I want you to dress more conservatively. Don't look at these comments online. They'll pass in a few days."
"I thought you specially picked me up to comfort me. I didn't expect this. You're busy, I won't bother you anymore."
Luo Yan ran out of the company heartbroken.
Her mother was her closest person. Even though she was strong, outgoing, and carefree, she was still a college student in her twenties. She needed the comfort and hugs of her loved ones. When Luo Yan returned to school, she pretended everything was fine, reverting to her carefree and nonchalant self.
Luo Yan forced herself not to think about these troubles because she still had games.
Luo Yan invited everyone in the game group to play games at the card room.
When she arrived, she found that all her "friends" pretended not to know her. Even after she arrived, they all left as if they didn't recognize her, without even a greeting.
Luo Yan felt very sad. She opened her phone and saw that everyone in the group chat had left, leaving only her and Zhao Tianhao.
Perhaps her brother hadn't left because he rarely checked the group chat. Even her mother wasn't on her side. Luo Yan no longer dared to hope that anyone would believe her.
Zhao Tianhao saw Luo Yan standing at the bottom of the stairs, silently staring blankly. He walked up to her and stood behind her.
Hearing footsteps behind her, Luo Yan turned around and was surprised to find Zhao Tianhao standing behind her.
"Brother, what's going on?"
"How did I get here? Didn't you say in the group chat that you were coming here to play games?" Zhao Tianhao smiled indulgently.
Looking at the face that was almost identical to Yingzi's, Zhao Tianhao's thoughts seemed to drift back to the children's show "Little Joy," seeing the lively and adorable Yingzi before him.
"But...but you don't usually watch group chats," Luo Yan said shyly.
"How can I not be there when my little sister needs me most?" Zhao Tianhao said, opening his arms wide.
Seeing Zhao Tianhao looking at her with such doting eyes, Luo Yan's strength shattered instantly, and she burst into tears, throwing herself into his broad embrace.
"Brother, waah..."
Zhao Tianhao held Luo Yan tightly, letting her feel his presence and providing her with a sense of security.
"Brother, I didn't do anything wrong, it wasn't me who was wrong, why is everyone scolding me?"
"Mother doesn't comfort me either, waah, brother, you're all I have left, you're the only one who's good to me, waah..."
Zhao Tianhao didn't speak, quietly listening to Luo Yan, letting her vent her emotions.
A large hand gently stroked Luo Yan's head, offering comfort and encouragement.
"Brother, don't leave me. I love you so much, I really, really love you. I didn't dare tell you when something happened, afraid you'd end up like those people online. I'm so afraid you'll leave me, sob sob sob."
"Silly sister, whether you're right or wrong, none of that matters to me. What matters is that you're my sister, and that's enough. Even if it means going against the whole world," Zhao Tianhao said domineeringly, his aura overflowing, his terrifyingly commanding presence unforgettable.
Luo Yan stared blankly at the domineering Zhao Tianhao before her, not finding any exaggeration in him; he was simply so convincing.
Luo Yan was mesmerized. From this moment on, her heart could no longer hold any other man. Her world would only contain Zhao Tianhao. Even if she were a mistress, a concubine… so what if she had no official status? Those words were enough.
After a long while, Luo Yan wiped away her tears, lifted her head from Zhao Tianhao's embrace, and stared at him earnestly, saying, "Brother, take me."
These words were the perfect catalyst for desire, and Zhao Tianhao naturally wouldn't refuse.
After hypnotizing the boss downstairs, Zhao Tianhao scanned his memories, confirmed there were no cameras or surveillance cameras in the private room, and then had him clear out and stand guard at the door.
Zhao Tianhao picked Luo Yan up in a princess carry and took her to a private room in the second-floor card room.
While Zhao Tianhao held Luo Yan, her eyes never left him, her gaze filled with an intense, almost overwhelming affection.
Zhao Tianhao placed Luo Yan on the sofa, laid her flat, and then pressed down on top of her.
"Brother," Luo Yan murmured, her eyes glazed, her cheeks flushed, gazing lovingly at Zhao Tianhao's handsome face.
Seeing her clearly aroused state, Zhao Tianhao chuckled softly, one hand pulling off Luo Yan's top and unhooking her bra.
Looking at her small breasts, Zhao Tianhao recalled playing with Yingzi's breasts.
His nimble fingers gently teased her nipples, sometimes pinching and rubbing them between his fingers, sometimes flicking and sweeping them, sometimes squeezing them with his fingertips, and sometimes letting the erect nipples sink into her full breasts.
Just as Luo Yan was lost in the moment and wanted more, his thick hands immediately began to roughly and domineeringly caress and knead her breasts, changing them into various lewd shapes in his hands.
"Ah, um, ah," an electric-like tingling sensation kept radiating from her sensitive breasts. Luo Yan's body trembled slightly, her desire rising. Her once clear and bright eyes were now filled with a spring-like allure, like silk and mist, and her seductive moans were as soft as a mosquito's buzz.
Zhao Tianhao knew she was aroused, a wicked smile spreading across his face as he asked softly, "Yanyan, is it comfortable?"
Luo Yan looked at him shyly, her face flushed as she nodded. The intoxicating pleasure intensified under Zhao Tianhao's skillful touch, becoming irresistible.
Luo Yan's eyes were hazy, as if veiled in mist. She let out a soft moan, then reached out and wrapped her arms around Zhao Tianhao's neck, offering her first kiss.
From her pink lips, her smooth tongue darted out, awkwardly yet passionately seeking a kiss from the man. Her lips were soft and moist, fragrant and delightful, the saliva in her mouth sweet and delicious.