I am not just a tycoon
Chapter 819 478: Poor Lih Meng, In Total Disarray_2

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Li Hongjuan slapped her thigh forcefully, "What a sin."

"Ouch, why are you slapping my thigh again?"

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Shen Yuan drove to Lih Xiao's house, parked his car next to her Porsche in the underground garage, and made his way upstairs with practiced ease.

His fingerprint and facial identification were recorded in the system, so he walked straight in. Looking around, he didn't see Lih Xiao but found Lih Meng curled up alone on the sofa.

She was watching TV, holding her tabby cat Dumpling in her arms.

Lih Meng turned her head and glanced at him, "You're here."

"Mm, where's your sister?"

"She knew you'd come, so she went shopping for groceries."

"Why didn't you go with her?"

"She said she was afraid you'd feel lonely staying home alone."

"Ha, your sister left a wolf and a cat home to keep me company."

Shen Yuan plopped down next to Lih Meng.

"Who's the wolf?"

"Of course I'm talking about you."

Shen Yuan pushed away Dumpling from her arms, "Scoot over, scoot over, this is my food source."

Lih Meng chuckled, a beautiful curve forming at the corners of her lips, "You're even jealous of the cat? It's a female."

"A female cat won't do either."

Shen Yuan reached out and pulled her into his embrace, "Not working today?"

"Day off."

Lih Meng was unusually obedient today, speaking softly, "You know, your parents are actually really nice. It's clear they think very highly of my sister. Yesterday, your mom bought all the groceries, and she's the one who cooked."

"Mm, so what? Are you upset?"

Lih Meng buried her head into Shen Yuan's chest, "Seeing them treat my sister well, it actually makes me happy. What makes me sad is… I'm not their daughter-in-law. Our relationship can't be made public, yet I'm still trying hard to impress them."

"Do you think I'm pathetic, Shen Yuan? We can't be public about this, so why am I still trying so hard?"

Shen Yuan stroked her head and sighed inwardly. It couldn't be helped; Lih Xiao was a traditional woman. The first time she misunderstood Shen Yuan for going to a massage parlor, and the second time when she found out about his relationship with Fang Minhui, they were already on the brink of breaking up.

If she ever found out that her own younger sister had a fling with him, wouldn't she completely break down?

The impact of that revelation would far outweigh a visit to a massage parlor or two-timing someone. Especially now with her being pregnant.

"If you want, I can tell my parents…"

"No need."

Lih Meng interrupted, "I'm just feeling a little down, it'll pass in a couple of days."

After a pause, she continued, "Sometimes I feel like maintaining this kind of relationship is okay, other times I just want to leave you, and sometimes I want to hit you. Shen Yuan, tell me, why did I have to meet you?"

"Blame me, blame me, it's all my fault."

On the surface, Shen Yuan took all the blame, but inwardly he thought, "It was you who had an XY chromosome; we agreed to be casual partners, and yet here we are because you caught feelings."

It's true what they say—feelings developing over time isn't just a cliché; don't try it lightly.

"Yes, it's all your fault."

Lih Meng bit Shen Yuan's chest hard through his shirt, staring at him with wide eyes, "I'll bite you to death!"

Shen Yuan endured the pain, "If biting me helps you feel less angry, then bite me a few more times."

Lih Meng sniffed, "Hmph! But I won't. Tonight, you'll probably sleep with my sister, and it wouldn't be good if she saw bite marks on your chest."

Shen Yuan suddenly felt a pang of sympathy and a fleeting guilt. He gently rubbed her head again, "In that case, I'll just have to make it up to you in other ways."

Lih Meng tilted her head proudly, "I knew it! You just want to sleep with me again."

"Could you use a less vulgar phrase next time?"

"I knew it! You just want to make love to me again."

"...."

Lih Meng's straightforwardness was something Shen Yuan could never quite counter. He began to look at her casual home attire.

A light-blue silk nightdress revealed her neckline, her back, and her delicate arms entirely. Her long, perfectly rounded legs gleamed under the window's light.

Lih Meng had exceptionally shaped legs, a golden ratio that felt like geometric art: thighs full and soft as the moon, calves slender as bowstrings, with a subtle curve at the calves, but no excess muscle.

Combined with her fair, smooth skin, it made you instinctively want to touch them more.

"What about the stockings? Didn't you say you bought Balenciaga ones, put them on and show me."

"You want to see?"

Under Shen Yuan's caress, a faint blush rose on Lih Meng's cheeks. She blinked at him with sparkling eyes.

It was her signature trait—bold, direct, uninhibited, explicit—never hiding her desires.

But Shen Yuan was never someone to be easily led by the nose. He countered, "If I said I didn't want to see, would you choose not to wear them for me?"

"I'd still wear them for you. Once I've bought something, I have to make use of it."

Lih Meng's eyes burned bright as she bit her lip, "But promise me, tear them apart later, okay? I want to see you tear them, shred them as much as you can. I also want you to be rough with me today, alright?"

"That depends on whether seeing you in them can make me feel like being rough."

"I can make it happen."

Lih Meng slowly stood up, her enchanting gaze laced with allure, "Come to my room in two minutes... Brother-in-law."

"Alright. But where's your sister—how long has she been out?"

"She left 10 minutes ago. Considering the round trip to the supermarket and grocery shopping, she'll need at least 35 more minutes."

"You really calculate things down to the minute."

Watching Lih Meng's silhouette, Shen Yuan thought to himself that everything about her was perfect, except her cup size. If pregnancy could cause a second growth spurt like Nana's, that would be ideal.

"Forget it, better not entertain such thoughts. If Lih Meng gets pregnant, never mind handling Lih Xiao; first, I'd have to dodge two bullets from Old Lih."

"That daughter-obsessed man really might pull the trigger."

Lost in thought, Shen Yuan couldn't wait two full minutes; he headed to the room after just one minute. By then, Lih Meng had already put on one stocking and was halfway through pulling up the other.

"You tricked me! You said you'd wait two minutes before coming in," Lih Meng said wistfully.

"Did I? Must've misread the time."

Shen Yuan walked to her side, "Come, let me help you pull it on."

Lih Meng didn't shy away, hooking her arm around Shen Yuan's neck and letting him assist her. Slowly she noticed how his hands lingered on her legs after he finished.

"Balenciaga stockings feel truly exquisite."

Shen Yuan savored the silky texture, his hands wandering and exploring.

These legs were made for stockings, accentuating their fullness and seduction. This particular pair, adorned with lettering, stirred up an unusual excitement within him.

Suddenly, there was a sharp "rip!" as Shen Yuan tore a hole in the stocking.

Lih Meng gasped and looked down at her leg, where the black fabric had pulled away to reveal a patch of creamy white skin.

"A bit heart-wrenching, these are over 1,000 a pair," Lih Meng murmured, biting her lip, her face flushed.

"Don't fret, I'll transfer you 100,000 later, enough for 100 pairs."

As the words fell, Shen Yuan tore again, reveling in the sensation of shredding as one rip followed another. The originally pristine stockings were now reduced to scattered strips.

Lih Meng let herself sink into the moment. Each tear sent jolts to her soul, and she tightly closed her eyes, "If you keep going, I'll be bare-legged."

"Quiet. Your brother-in-law is about to come."

Lih Meng's body tensed as she shut her eyes, "Where's… where's the foreplay?"

"At this point, do you really still need foreplay?"

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30 minutes later, Lih Meng removed the tattered stockings and changed into long sleeves and pants.

Her cheeks still bore traces of redness, her gaze a little dazed, as she spoke softly, "Ever since I started keeping this kind of relationship with you, I can't wear short skirts in front of my sister anymore. My legs and knees are covered in bruises from you."

The bruises were clearly visible, a mix of fresh and old marks—those who kneel on hard floors for a long time would look exactly like that.

"Clearly, you're the one who likes kneeling on the floor. Why blame me for it?"

"It's you, it's you! Bite you!" Lih Meng mimicked baring her teeth at Shen Yuan.

"Alright, tidy up quickly, your sister will be back soon," Shen Yuan said as he continued dressing.

"I will. Will you come to my room tonight?"

"We'll see."

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