How did I become a god

Chapter 1728 How could this be?

Chapter 1728 How could this be?

"Xiao Jing, Xi Xi and I have arrived. Are you still in some beautiful woman's bed? Get up and have some tea with us."

Perhaps feeling that the tone of the message was a bit forceful, she immediately followed up with a smiley face emoji and a strikingly beautiful photo.

Jing Gao opened the message sent by Zheng Wanyi and admired her beautiful photo.

The elegant woman in the photo is wearing a loose-fitting pine-colored nightgown, with a large expanse of snow-white skin at the neckline, revealing her full, white breasts like mutton-fat jade, her rounded curves captivating.

The hem of her bathrobe was pulled up, revealing her slender, well-proportioned white legs encased in black stockings. They were long and straight, yet possessed the voluptuousness of a mature woman, so beautiful that one glance was enough to make one's mouth water.

The stockings were pulled down so low that not a single wisp of white, perky boobs were visible. Round and plump like peaches, the scenery was half-hidden, the classic black and white combination igniting a fiery passion within.

The background is inside a room, presumably Xi Xi's residence not far from the Tomson Golf Villas area. The lighting suggests it's been a short while since she woke up.

These sexy photos jolted Jing Gao back to his senses, which had just begun to calm. Wan Yi certainly knew how to take photos now, to preserve her fading beauty.

Wan Feifei sensed her lover's subtle change, considerately propped herself up, planted a kiss on his cheek, and said softly, "Brother Jing, you go ahead and do your work. I'm really content with what I have today."

Jing Gao smiled and gently kissed her lips before getting up to take a shower in the suite's bathroom and changing into a comfortable dark blue silk robe.

Wan Feifei lay on her side, her head resting on a pillow, her long black hair cascading over it. Her snow-white body gleamed like jade under the lamplight, her curves alluring. Her white legs were parted and draped over the sheets, her full breasts bulging. She smiled and said:

"Brother Jing, do you feel pressured when you're taking classes and doing homework with so many beautiful women at night?"

Jing Gao walked over with a smile, bent down and kissed the beautiful, fair-skinned young woman's small mouth, then stroked her smooth back down to her full, firm breasts.

It's bouncy and cute.

"Feifei, did you feel any pressure from me just now?"

Wan Feifei returned the kiss passionately, her arms wrapped around Jing Gao's waist, pressed against his chest, her big eyes sparkling, "No, brother, you were so fierce just now, your sister was about to die."

Jing Gao laughed heartily and kissed her passionately, gently kneading the dough until it was soft, smooth, and elastic, feeling the burning passion in her heart.

This beauty is so hypocritical! She clearly doesn't want him to leave, yet she insists she's already content. How could he bear to let her spend such a beautiful evening with such regret?

"Brother Jing~" Wan Feifei's voice was a little ethereal, her beautiful eyes glistening with tears. She tilted her pretty face up and kissed her beloved man, feeling that he was all she could see.

The two years of marriage she had been married before had gradually faded from her memory.

"Brother, aren't you going to see your beautiful lady?"

Jing Gao smiled and stroked her long, snow-white neck. "Feifei, a little time won't make a difference. Let me take care of you first."

Wan Feifei glanced at Jing Gao with a delicate and charming expression, her beautiful eyes filled with tenderness, and gently bent down.

"Feifei, you are such a good woman. I will keep you by my side for the rest of my life."

"Okay, Brother Jing."

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As dusk settled, a vast expanse of deep blue velvet gently enveloped the entire Tomson Golf Villa area. Villa No. 11 stood quietly in the depths of the night.

Along the winding private driveway, rows of low white marble lampposts are arranged in an orderly fashion, casting a soft, milky-white glow, like pearls scattered on the ground.

The lamplight filtered through the meticulously manicured pine trees lining the road, casting dappled shadows on the smooth, carpet-like lawn. The outline of the distant greens appeared and disappeared in the moonlight, and the occasional chirping of insects added to the tranquility of the night.

In the quiet of the night, a black Mercedes-Benz V-Class van, like a gliding black ribbon, slowly drove along the road guided by the lights, and finally came to a steady stop in front of Villa No. 11, the wheels making a soft rustling sound as they rubbed against the ground.

The driver, Zhou Yu, is a long-time employee of Xiamen Textile Group. He is 34 years old, married, and has a son.

She was transferred to Zhongrun Company as a driver because of her reliable long-term employee. For some important figures, a driver is more important than a secretary. There are many things that a secretary may not know, but a driver certainly does.

She is now an employee of Zhongrun Company's Shanghai branch, and works as a driver for the branch's boss, Gu Xixi.

Besides having a Shanghai hukou (household registration), the company arranged accommodation for her. Her husband was transferred to work in Shanghai, and her child attends a public school in Shanghai.

In addition, she also receives a salary from Longfu Asset Management Company, which is managed by Ms. Gu.

Such generous treatment was naturally for the purpose of maintaining secrecy.

"Sister Zhou, you can go back first. Come back and wait for me tomorrow morning." Gu Xixi followed Zheng Wanyi out of the car, carrying her Hermes handbag, and gave the order.

She probably won't be using the car tonight.

"Okay, Miss Gu."

Zhou Yu watched her boss and mother walk into the villa, chatting and laughing, and a smile involuntarily crept onto her lips.

Speaking of which, Miss Gu and her mother have a really good relationship. Today's itinerary includes doing face masks together, shopping together, and having dinner together.

Miss Gu is 23 years old this year, and it is indeed rare for her to maintain such a close relationship with her mother.

As her subordinate, she was pleased to see this.

Gu Xixi and Zheng Wanyi, received by the villa's butler Chen Qingshuang, went to a side room on the second floor to have tea and rest for a while.

The master suite is where Gu Jinxuan, Qiu Qiqing, and Yi Hongyun live. The second suite is where Zhang Li and Rere live.

It felt a bit crowded.

Wearing a bathrobe and holding his phone, Jing Gao went to a secluded lounge where Gu Xixi and Zheng Wanyi were chatting and laughing together while looking at their phones.

On the coffee table, a pot of clear tea steams gently.

An exquisite three-tiered silver Wedgewood pastry stand stands in the center of a white marble coffee table. The bottom tier contains four neatly trimmed small pieces of pastry, but the carving is superb.

Made with traditional yellow millet oil cake as the base, the finest part of Jinhua ham is carved into fish scale patterns, and then covered with a semi-transparent bird's nest cup. The whole thing looks like a golden carp leaping in a lake under the moon. It is salty, fresh, soft and glutinous, and exudes a sense of luxury.

This pastry is called "Golden Scales Reflecting the Moon".

Don't ask Jing Gao how he knows, because he has eaten the chef's cooking during his time living in Shanghai.

The middle layer is "Jade Dew Peach Pastry". Its shape is a delicate, pink and white peach, with an outer layer of white bean paste and rose syrup, and an inner filling of pecan nuts soaked in Suzhou Xishan loquat honey. The taste is refreshingly sweet and not cloying, with a floral and fruity fragrance.

The top layer is "Plum Blossom Dumplings," with translucent crystal dumpling skins shaped into five-petaled plum blossoms. Squid ink is incorporated into the dumpling skins, giving them a light ink color. The filling is a blend of black truffle sauce and fresh river shrimp. The dumpling center is garnished with a small dot of crab roe dyed with beetroot juice, resembling red plum blossoms in the snow, with a rich and domineering aroma.

The snacks are delicate and small, but they are still high in calories.

Therefore, the three layers of pastries were barely touched, but the two cups of tea were slightly undercooked.

"Wanyi, Xixi, what are you looking at? Why are you so happy?"

Zheng Wanyi looked at Jing Gao, smiled, and exuded the gentleness and elegance of a mature woman. Gu Xixi wore an expensive pinkish-purple V-neck gauze dress that accentuated her tall figure. With her fair skin and beautiful features, she was truly a stunning beauty with bright eyes and white teeth.

"Brother Jing, we're looking at the jokes on Little Red Tree. Are you done?"

What a cunning little princess! She made a sarcastic remark to Jing Gao.

(End of this chapter)