MLMD -Chapter 338 The Spending Power of a Tycoon

It had to be said that Yun Feng’s advice was quite reasonable. After battling the two women all night, Yue Yang naturally knew just how wild Xiao Shi had been the previous night. Her skills were exhilarating and had indeed given him great pleasure. However, once a woman like that was properly kept and supported, Yue Yang couldn’t guarantee she wouldn’t end up putting a green hat on him. After all, he didn’t spend much time staying in the modern world, and he had no intention of letting his head turn green. As for Xiao Lu, Yue Yang hadn’t quite made up his mind yet.

After pondering for a moment, Yue Yang smiled and said, “Young Master Yun, thank you for the advice. I’ll consider it carefully. How about this—does your company have any plans to start filming new projects recently? Could you give me a chance to invest?”

“Hahaha…” Yun Feng burst out laughing. He pointed at Yue Yang and said, unable to hold it in, “Brother Yue, I really couldn’t tell—you’re actually quite the tender-hearted type. How about this: my company has two or three projects about to start, two TV dramas and one film. As for money… to be honest, I really am short on it. If you’re interested in supporting someone, just toss in seven or eight million and have some fun. Coincidentally, I’ve got the scripts for all three projects with me. Take them back and have a look—whichever one you like, just give me a call.”

Seeing how forthright Yun Feng was, Yue Yang felt a bit embarrassed. He looked at Yun Feng, smiled slightly, and said slowly, “Young Master Yun, I heard yesterday that in a few days it’ll be your old man’s seventieth birthday. Is that right?”

Yun Feng nodded. “Yes. Wasn’t I just worrying about what to give him? Perfect timing—you gave me that Chenghua official kiln blue-and-white bowl yesterday. Now I don’t have to worry about a birthday gift anymore. What—don’t tell me you regret it and want to take it back?”

People often say there are four kinds of ‘iron bonds’ in life, and fooling around with women together is one of the most important. After what happened the previous night, Yun Feng and Yue Yang—who had only known each other for a day—had grown much closer and could joke around without restraint.

Yue Yang laughed and said, “I didn’t know about this yesterday. Thinking back now, since your old man is turning seventy, giving him just a blue-and-white bowl doesn’t have much practical value. How about this—over at Brother Zhao’s place, I still have a few hundred-year-old wild ginseng roots stored there. When you have time, go pick one and give it to your old man as a birthday gift. Consider it a bit of goodwill from me as a junior. What do you think?”

“Hiss—” Yun Feng sucked in a sharp breath, looking at Yue Yang as though he were seeing him for the first time. He clicked his tongue in amazement a few times before saying, “Looks like I really underestimated you. A hundred-year-old wild ginseng—these days, even if you have money, you can’t buy something like that. If it shows up at an auction, people would fight over it like mad. Brother Yue, have you really decided to give it to me?”

Yue Yang didn’t like the way Yun Feng was looking at him and said impatiently, “It’s for your old man, not for you. If you don’t want it, forget I said anything. Come on—let’s eat.”

“Don’t—don’t!” Yun Feng panicked. “Only an idiot wouldn’t want something this good—it can save lives! No one complains about things being too valuable. Fine, Brother Yue, I’ll remember this favor. If there’s ever anything you need in the future, just say the word. Whether I can pull it off or not, I’ll do my best.”

Yun Feng’s tone was extremely sincere. A hundred-year-old ginseng was something nearly impossible to come by nowadays. With industrialization reaching its current stage and the Earth’s environment deteriorating, many natural items had long since disappeared—let alone hundred-year-old wild ginseng. The reason Zhao Santong’s status in both the underworld and the legitimate circles of Mingzhu had risen so sharply in recent years was precisely because, through some stroke of incredible luck, he had repeatedly produced top-grade antiques and calligraphy—and, more importantly, incredibly rare medicinal materials like old wild ginseng, premium saffron, lingzhi, and the like.

Even though Yun Feng came from an official family, getting his hands on a hundred-year-old wild ginseng still depended on luck—it had nothing to do with money. Now Yue Yang was saying he had several such roots stored with Zhao Santong and was letting him pick one to give to his father as a birthday gift. How could that not shock Yun Feng?

At this point, Yun Feng couldn’t sit still anymore. He stood up immediately, grabbed a napkin and wiped his mouth carelessly, then pulled out a business card and handed it to Yue Yang. “Brother Yue, I’ll never forget this favor. I won’t waste time sitting around here—I’ve got to hurry over to Brother Zhao’s place to pick out the ginseng. If I’m late, that old fox will hide the good stuff. If you need anything, call this number—I’ll be there at a moment’s notice. I’m off!”

With that, Yun Feng hurried out as if someone were chasing him, leaving Yue Yang shaking his head repeatedly.

Ignoring Yun Feng’s hasty departure, Yue Yang ordered a bowl of seafood fried rice and a glass of orange juice. While eating, he called Zhang Xiaoxiao and instructed her to send people to the chemical plant to transport sulfur machines and nitric acid to the gunpowder factory, arranging for manpower to speed up production. He ate while talking on the phone, and only left the restaurant after thirty or forty minutes.

When Yue Yang returned to the room, the two women inside had only just gotten up.

Xiao Shi was in the bathroom showering, while Xiao Lu—having had her virginity taken by Yue Yang the night before and still feeling sore—was lying on the bed resting. When she saw Yue Yang come back, she became extremely shy, burying her head under the blanket and not daring to look at him.

She felt as though she were still dreaming. The virginity she had kept for over twenty years had been taken by a man she had known for only a few hours. What surprised her even more was that she didn’t feel as repulsed as she had imagined.

Looking at the girl on the bed who had just lost her virginity and was now shyly lowering her head in silence, Yue Yang smiled faintly, sat down at the bedside, and pulled her into his arms. The girl obediently nestled against him, resting her head on his thigh, her beautiful oval face flushed red, still saying nothing.

Yue Yang reached out and stroked her long hair and snowy skin, the smooth sensation rising at his fingertips. He couldn’t help but think about her past. Since debuting, she had acted in several TV dramas, but mostly in supporting roles. Apart from a military-themed series that made her popular for a while, everything else had been lukewarm. In the past two years, she had rarely appeared on screen—likely related to her personality. If she had been as uninhibited as Xiao Shi, who was showering in the bathroom, she probably wouldn’t have ended up doing so poorly.

Moreover, after taking her virginity the previous night, Yue Yang had indeed tasted something unique about her. He hadn’t expected that this beautiful woman with southern features and a northern look would actually be a “white tiger,” with a sweet, soft voice that was utterly intoxicating—a truly captivating temptress.

Thinking of her enchanting cries and seductive state beneath him, as well as her shy expressions, a surge of heat rose uncontrollably from his lower abdomen. Coupled with the violent energy he had accumulated recently while leading armies in another time and space, even though he had vented some of it on the two women the night before, there was still plenty left. Now, once again stimulated, he couldn’t help himself and lunged forward.

Xiao Lu was startled and let out a cry, but before she could scream again, Yue Yang’s mouth sealed hers, leaving her only able to make muffled sounds. Yue Yang quickly stripped off his clothes and pressed down again. The woman, who had only just been deflowered, resisted a little at first, but under Yue Yang’s skilled teasing, she soon melted, her whole body turning into a pool of spring water, lying limp on the bed and letting him do as he pleased.

As Yue Yang moved across Xiao Lu’s body, Xiao Shi couldn’t help but let out sweet, soft moans. Looking at this alluring woman, and recalling the valiant, heroic soldier she had portrayed in that TV drama, Yue Yang’s excitement surged, and he attacked even more fiercely. Under his efforts, the woman’s body trembled several times, and she let out a series of moans, quickly reaching climax. Twenty minutes later, unable to withstand Yue Yang’s assault any longer, she began to beg for mercy. At that moment, Xiao Shi finished showering and came out. Yue Yang reached out, pulled her over, and dragged her onto the bed. The three of them once again descended into wild abandon.

When the fierce battle finally ended, Yue Yang lay on the bed with the two exhausted women in his arms, listening to their heavy breathing. A feeling of indescribable satisfaction rose in his heart. Five years ago, he had been nothing but a bottom-tier loser in this society, someone who could only look up at goddesses like them on a screen. Who could have imagined that one day they would be at his mercy like this?

Just as he was about to say something, he suddenly heard a “gurgle” from beside him. Turning his head, he saw Xiao Shi blushing and not daring to look at him. Only then did he remember that neither of them had had a sip of water since last night, and after being worked over so many times by him, how could they not be hungry?

Thinking of this, Yue Yang smiled and asked, “You’re both hungry, right?”

Xiao Shi shot him a sidelong glance and pouted coquettishly. “You heartless bastard—we’ve been worn out by you since last night. Of course we’re hungry. Look at us, we can barely move.”

“Haha… that’s my fault,” Yue Yang said with a smile. He grabbed the fixed phone by the bedside, called the front desk, and asked them to have food sent up immediately. The service at a five-star hotel was impeccable—within twenty minutes, a trolley full of food was delivered. Yue Yang tipped the server with a hundred-yuan bill, pushed the trolley into the bedroom, and once the two women smelled the food, they regained some energy and quickly got up to eat and replenish themselves.

Yue Yang didn’t eat with them. Instead, he lit a cigarette and fell into deep thought. Only after the two women were nearly done eating did he finally speak.

“Alright, now let’s talk about what’s between us.”

As soon as Yue Yang spoke, the two women put down their chopsticks and looked at him together, their expressions filled with anticipation and unease, like people awaiting a verdict.

Seeing their looks, Yue Yang couldn’t help but sigh inwardly. In this world, women were ultimately in a weaker position. Most of them still had to rely on men to survive. How difficult it was for a woman to make it big in the entertainment industry.

Yue Yang stubbed out his cigarette in the ashtray and said, “Xiao Shi, how is your boyfriend treating you now?”

Xiao Shi was stunned and looked at Yue Yang, not understanding what he meant.

Yue Yang smiled slightly. “Your boyfriend is from Taiwan and a well-known star. If I asked you to leave him now, you probably wouldn’t be very happy, right?”

“I…” Xiao Shi didn’t know what to say.

“Alright, I know what you mean,” Yue Yang said with a smile. Then he turned to the other side. “Xiao Lu, are you willing to follow me and be my woman from now on? Don’t worry—I won’t let you suffer.”

“I… I…” Xiao Lu stammered.

Beside them, Xiao Shi blushed, her delicate face filled with embarrassment, neither agreeing nor refusing.

Seeing this, Xiao Shi cursed inwardly. This slut—what kind of luck had she stumbled into, getting her virginity taken by such a young, rich man? And he didn’t even look like the heartless type. Who knew what virtue her ancestors had accumulated for her to be this lucky? With someone like him—so close to President Yun—just showing his face in the circle would make women line up to jump into his bed. As for herself, despite floundering in the industry for years, she had been too loose, and clearly he didn’t value her. Otherwise, she would have gladly thrown herself at him and clung on for dear life.

Seeing Xiao Lu still keeping her head down and silent, Xiao Shi cursed her inwardly again, then noticed Yue Yang’s smiling yet authoritative gaze on herself. She immediately knew what to do. Walking over, she hugged Xiao Lu and said softly, “Sister, what are you hesitating for? In our line of work, we’re eating off our youth. A man like Young Master Yue—talented and wealthy—is as rare as a panda. If you don’t grab him now, you’ll regret it later. Once women hit their thirties, we wither fast. Without a powerful backer, you’re destined to live a hard life. Young Master Yue letting you follow him is your blessing—what are you still sitting there for?”

Xiao Shi was indeed good with words. As she spoke, Xiao Lu, who had been silent with her head down, finally raised her head, quickly glanced at Yue Yang, nodded shyly, and then lowered her head again.

Yue Yang gave Xiao Shi an approving look. He got off the bed and sat between the two women, wrapping an arm around Xiao Lu. The tall, beautiful girl leaned gently into his arms and closed her eyes shyly—clearly, she had already accepted him in her heart.

After thinking for a moment, Yue Yang said, “Xiao Shi, I know your reputation in the industry is bigger than Xiao Lu’s, and now you want to move into films. How about this: President Yun just gave me two TV scripts and one movie script. The two of you can take a look and decide which one you want to act in. Once you’ve decided, tell me, and I’ll talk to Young Master Yun.”

With that, Yue Yang took the scripts from the bedside and casually tossed them onto the table. Seeing the scripts, both women’s eyes lit up immediately. After all, wasn’t the whole point of serving this man so diligently to get a chance to appear on screen? Now that the opportunity had arrived, there was no need to be polite. Xiao Shi almost snatched the script marked “Film” and began reading it at once, quickly settling on a role.

After reading for a bit, Xiao Shi asked shyly, “Young Master Yue… can I play the female lead?”

As she said this, she stole a glance at him, afraid the patron before her would think she was being greedy. Yue Yang smiled and nodded. “Of course. I’ve already talked with President Yun. I’ll also be investing some money in this film. My abilities are limited, but this is as much as I can help.”

Xiao Shi was smart—she immediately understood the subtext. If she took this role, then there would be no further entanglement between them, and things would be settled cleanly.

“Young Master Yue…” Xiao Shi looked at him with some grievance.

Seeing the faint redness in her eyes, Yue Yang sighed softly. No wonder she had survived in the entertainment industry—tears on demand.

Shaking his head, Yue Yang said seriously, “Xiao Shi, you have a boyfriend. Whether your relationship is mutual benefit or true love, you need to be mindful of the impact. If I get too involved, it won’t be good for any of us. Do you understand?”

“Mm.” Xiao Shi nodded, though she felt unwilling—having such a dazzling patron slip through her fingers was hard to accept.

Seeing that Xiao Shi would get a film lead role, Xiao Lu couldn’t help feeling uncomfortable. No matter a woman’s identity, age, personality, or cultivation, jealousy was the same. Gu Long once said that there might be a few women in this world who don’t eat, but there are absolutely none who don’t get jealous.

As Yue Yang finished speaking, he felt his right arm tighten. Turning his head, he saw Xiao Lu’s delicate face filled with grievance.

Yue Yang smiled gently and flicked her high nose bridge. “What are you anxious about? Now that you’re with me, do you think I’d wrong you? Pick one of the two TV scripts on the table—see which role you like. I’ll talk to Young Master Yun later. You won’t be lacking opportunities.”

Only then did Xiao Lu feel embarrassed, burying her head in Yue Yang’s chest. Seeing this, Xiao Shi sneered inwardly, “This fox—now that she’s with Young Master Yue, is she afraid she won’t get roles? Putting on that pitiful act—who’s she trying to fool?”

Looking at the two of them, Yue Yang suddenly asked, “By the way, where do you both live?”

The question startled them. After a moment, Xiao Shi said, “I bought an apartment in a residential area in Mingzhu. Xiao Lu just came from the capital and is temporarily living in a basement.”

“What? A basement?” Yue Yang was stunned.

“It’s true,” Xiao Shi sighed. “Young Master Yue, people don’t know that in our line of work, despite the glamorous surface and fast money, our expenses are huge. To maintain exposure, we have to attend all kinds of events. If you dress poorly, you’ll be laughed at. Every month, just clothing and cosmetics cost at least five figures. For many third-tier stars, everything they earn goes into that.”

“So that’s how it is,” Yue Yang sighed. He took out his phone and said, “Give me your bank card numbers.”

After the two women gave their numbers, their phones soon received text messages. Their expressions changed slightly.

A flash of joy appeared in Xiao Shi’s eyes—her message showed that 300,000 yuan had been deposited into her account.

Xiao Lu, on the other hand, hesitated and said, “Young Master Yue, this… this money…”

Yue Yang rubbed her head gently and smiled. “It’s nothing—just a little gesture from me. Since you’re with me now, I can’t let you live so frugally. From now on, I’ll have the company transfer you a sum every month. You don’t need to worry about your life anymore. But remember—now that you’re mine, if one day you change your mind and want to be with another man, tell me in advance. I won’t block your future. But if you go behind my back before that, don’t blame me for being ruthless.”

As he spoke, a chilling aura surged from him. Xiao Lu nodded frantically like a pecking chick. “I understand. Since I’m with you, I won’t be with anyone else.”

“Good.” Yue Yang nodded, the cold aura fading. He glanced at his watch. “It’s one in the afternoon—there’s still time. Let’s go take a look around Yulong Bay.”

“Yulong Bay?” The two women looked at him in confusion. That was a famous high-end residential area in Mingzhu—what was he going there for?

Yue Yang didn’t explain. He urged them to get dressed, and the three left the room together. After checking out at the front desk, they retrieved Yue Yang’s Aston Martin and sped off toward Yulong Bay.

Soon, Yue Yang brought them to a luxury residential area in Yulong Bay and entered a sales office.

The sales staff were all sharp-eyed. Seeing a young man escorted by two fashionable, beautiful women, they immediately recognized a big spender. One agent almost jogged over and said enthusiastically, “Welcome, sir. How may I help you?”

Yue Yang smiled casually. “We’re here to buy a house. Introduce your villa area to me.”

“Certainly!” The agent was overjoyed and led them to the model display, explaining everything in detail. Finally, Yue Yang pointed at one model. “This one looks good. How much?”

The agent smiled sweetly. “This is an independent luxury villa for our distinguished clients, with a swimming pool and garden, totaling 2,200 square meters. It’s fully furnished and ready to move in. The total price is 98.6 million yuan. If you’re interested, we can waive the odd amount—you’d only need to pay 98 million.”

Yue Yang nodded. “Alright. Take us to see it.”

“Yes, please follow me.”

About ten minutes later, they arrived at the villa. It was a two-story Western-style building with about 800 square meters of living space, a garden, swimming pool, and small plaza at the back. The tiled pool shimmered blue under the sunlight, looking warm and inviting. Yue Yang turned to Xiao Lu and asked, “Do you like it?”

Xiao Lu was already dumbfounded. Hearing him, she pointed at herself in shock. “You… you’re asking me?”

Yue Yang raised an eyebrow. “Of course. It’s where you’ll live—why wouldn’t I ask you?”

“For… for me to live?” Xiao Lu began trembling. “You’re not joking, are you?”

“Who’s joking?” Yue Yang said matter-of-factly. “Since you’re my woman, how could I let you live in a basement anymore?”

Xiao Lu stared at him for a long moment, then suddenly threw herself into his arms and hugged him tightly. Tears poured out uncontrollably, quickly soaking his suit, yet she refused to let go.

Xiao Shi watched from the side, her eyes filled with envy and jealousy. She cursed inwardly why she couldn’t meet such a wealthy benefactor herself—someone who would buy her a luxury villa like this. Even if the property weren’t in her name, just living here would be enough. Hosting friends and parties would be incredibly prestigious.

Xiao Lu, meanwhile, had been completely overwhelmed by the sudden happiness. She had never imagined that someone would buy her a villa worth over fifty million yuan. Thinking about how she had been living in a basement just yesterday, it all felt unreal.

“Alright, stop crying,” Yue Yang patted her back. “If you keep crying, you won’t be pretty anymore. Wipe your face—we still need to go to a car dealership to buy you a car for getting around.”

As soon as he said this, everything around them went quiet. Even Xiao Lu, still in his arms, stopped sobbing. Xiao Shi’s jealousy burned so fiercely it was almost tangible. She immediately realized that this companion she had once looked down on might be about to soar and become a phoenix. From now on, she would probably have to look up to her instead.