Glamorous Doctor
Chapter 180: The Great Artist

Chapter 180: Chapter 180: The Great Artist

Chen Yun felt just like she had wet her pants, utterly embarrassed to the core.

What made Chen Yun even more exasperated was when she looked down and could clearly see the thick white essence prominently staining her crotch area.

Just as it was about to drip to the floor, Chen Yun quickly wiped it with her hand.

As she was about to look for a piece of paper, she heard Zhang Yang whisper in her ear, "Aunt Yun, I want to watch you eat it, right in front of your husband."

"What?"

Chen Yun had not expected Zhang Yang to have such a perverse taste, yet she felt incredibly thrilled inside.

Moreover, since she really couldn’t refuse Zhang Yang, she eventually opened the door and then stood at the doorway, sticking out her tongue to clean all the essence off her hand.

Inside, Zhang Tiande was still sound asleep, completely unaware that his wife was consuming another man’s essence.

Zhang Yang felt a fiery passion inside him, filled with a desire to take action once again.

Chen Yun seemed to notice Zhang Yang’s heated gaze and was not lightly frightened; she had already had one orgasm while cooking earlier from Zhang Yang’s actions, and now through her yoga pants, she experienced another.

If they continued, things would surely spiral out of control.

"Alright, Zhang Yang, give Aunt Yun a little more time. I’ll find a way to get Uncle Zhang out of here soon, and then, I will definitely make it up to you," she said.

Chen Yun refused to carry on further, and Zhang Yang understood.

"Aunt Yun, don’t worry, I won’t do anything reckless," he reassured her.

Hearing Zhang Yang say this, Chen Yun replied with a smile, "You nearly scared me to death, and you say you won’t do anything reckless? I hardly believe your words anymore!"

"Alright, enough talk, you should get some rest. I’m going to take a shower and then head to bed," she said.

Zhang Yang was about to respond when he suddenly noticed a change in Zhang Tiande’s breathing rhythm.

Realizing that Zhang Tiande might be waking up, Zhang Yang quickly changed his tone, "Thanks a lot, Aunt Yun, for cooking noodles for me so late."

Chen Yun was taken aback, wondering why Zhang Yang suddenly changed his tone.

The next second, she heard Zhang Tiande’s voice, "Zhang Yang, have you just come back? It seems like the work at the hospital is also quite tough."

Chen Yun’s heart skipped a beat, not expecting Zhang Tiande to wake up just then.

"Yes, Uncle, did I disturb you? I’m sorry!" Zhang Yang said cheerfully.

"It’s alright; I just suddenly felt thirsty. You should head back and rest soon too."

"Xia Yun, it’s so late, you shouldn’t chat with the child anymore, come back here," Zhang Tiande also called out to Chen Yun.

Once Chen Yun was sure Zhang Tiande wouldn’t come out, she replied with a sigh of relief, "I’ll come back after I’ve showered, don’t worry about me."

Zhang Tiande "hmmed" a response, drank some water, and lay back down.

Soon after, his steady breathing resumed.

Zhang Yang saw Chen Yun sigh in relief and couldn’t help but find it amusing, "Aunt Yun, you’ll get used to it. This kind of situation will probably become common."

"I can’t get used to it at all," Chen Yun said somewhat irritably, pinching Zhang Yang before quickly running into the bathroom to avoid standing with him any longer.

Zhang Yang, although tempted to join Chen Yun for a paired bath, knew it was too risky since Xia Xue’s house had only one bathroom.

However, when Zhang Yang returned to his room and saw Shen Jiayi sleeping soundly on the bed, he realized he had forgotten about this constant follower.

Earlier, neither Xia Xue nor Chen Yun had informed him that Shen Jiayi had also come back with them.

Moreover, since Wang Bin had returned with them, it seemed that the support Director Wu provided to Wang Bin post-event was satisfactory enough for him not to mind the details.

Otherwise, with Wang Bin’s personality, he might start being petty again.

Poor cousin, she found such a man who won’t lift a finger without profit.

She tiptoed into bed, careful not to disturb Shen Jiayi, but still, the moment she got into bed, Shen Jiayi opened her eyes.

Shen Jiayi was a light sleeper, especially sensitive to any movements around her, and would wake up immediately.

But when she saw it was Zhang Yang, Shen Jiayi immediately pounced on him, looking aggrieved.

"Brother Zhang Yang, why have you only just come back? I thought you didn’t want me anymore," she said.

Zhang Yang stroked Shen Jiayi’s head and said in an indulgent tone, "Brother also needs to work to earn money."

"Brother Zhang Yang, how much do you earn a month? Why don’t you just quit, and big sister can support us both?" Shen Jiayi said naively.

Zhang Yang couldn’t help but laugh and cry, "Don’t I have any dignity? To be supported by your sister?"

"It’s okay, a casual handout from big sister could support us for half a year," Shen Jiayi said confidently.

After thinking for a moment, Zhang Yang said profoundly, "Jiayi, your sister is a big star, so she can make money, but everyone is an independent individual. You could also find a job you like, so you won’t be so bored every day."

"I don’t want to work for someone else, what’s good about being a corporate slave? People even do outrageous things like 996. Brother Zhang Yang, tell me, why should I go work for someone else when I don’t need the money?" Shen Jiayi said seriously.

"Makes sense!" Zhang Yang gave Shen Jiayi a thumbs-up.

Indeed, the disparity between the rich and the poor can be quite heart-wrenching.

"So, do you have any hobbies? Not the exciting kind of sports activities." Zhang Yang still wanted to explore Shen Jiayi’s potential.

"As for hobbies, I actually do have one."

Saying this, Shen Jiayi cheerfully jumped out of bed, then brought over a bag and pulled out a camera from it.

"Brother Zhang Yang, this is my hobby."

"Photography?" Zhang Yang was somewhat surprised.

"Yes, I like to capture the beautiful moments in life. I told big sister that when I die, she should burn all my works for me," Shen Jiayi said nonchalantly.

Zhang Yang was no longer surprised, "This hobby is not bad, it would be even better if it could make money."

"Make money? Sure, someone previously wanted to buy one of my photos displayed at an art exhibition for 500,000, but I didn’t sell it."

"How much?" Zhang Yang almost bit his own tongue in surprise.

"500,000?" Shen Jiayi blinked innocently, not understanding why Zhang Yang was so excited.

"A single photo sold for 500,000, why wouldn’t you sell it?"

"Because my works will still need to be burned for me by my sister after my death, all these are my memories, all unique," she explained.

Zhang Yang actually understood somewhat.

"Do all your works sell for 500,000?"

"Well, the lesser ones go for about 200,000 or 300,000," Shen Jiayi replied truthfully.

It’s true, comparing people can really kill you—absolutely a great artist, yet knitting wool too.

"Jiayi, why are your paintings so valuable?"

"Want to know? Let me touch you, Brother Zhang Yang, and I’ll tell you," she said.

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