Sunrise on a tropical island was full of relaxed, lazy vibes. The seabirds that had risen early were calling and cawing as they snatched stranded shellfish and shrimp on the beach in the low tide.
Zhang Chenfei opened his eyes and looked around blearily. For it to be this bright at this hour… he couldn’t be at home. The floor-to-ceiling window clearly showed that they were somewhere with an azure sea and a blue sky, perfect for returning a mermaid or a merman to the ocean…
He sat up with a start. Cold sweat covered his back in a trice. Zhang Chenfei’s little wife was sleeping soundly right next to him, and he reached out a hand to caress him. He took two deep, ragged breaths, then collected himself. This was really too dangerous. What if he had been unable to control himself and tossed his Yanyan into deep waters? He had instinctively known not to do so this time, but what about next time?
This situation was getting out of hand. Zhang Chenfei furrowed his brows and ran a hand through his hair. He wasn’t even worried about how Jiao Qi would get him for the “egg production” and bondage shenanigans – all this paled in comparison to the real danger of tossing his little wife into the deep blue sea.
Jiao Qi flipped over on the bed and slowly opened his eyes.
As Zhang Chenfei looked into those beautiful eyes, he suddenly felt that the egg production and bondage shenanigans were a real concern. He should be panicking about those as well.
“You…” Jiao Qi narrowed his eyes at Zhang Chenfei.
“How could you do this?” Zhang Chenfei said, deciding to try his luck and complain first even though he was the one in the wrong. He sat up straight and reprimanded his little wife. “Do you know how dangerous yesterday could’ve been? You can’t just go along with whatever I do just because I’m sick! What if something really bad happened?”
Jiao Qi sat up slowly and leaned against the bedhead, then raised his chin in the direction of the durian on the table. “Sure, I shan’t go along with you,” he said.
“Baby, do you want to eat durians?”
Ten minutes later, on the beach. The very tanned lifeguard looked in utter confusion at the fellow running on the beach with a durian raised high above his head with both hands. Wasn’t that the fellow who had been trying to kill his wife yesterday?
“Whatcha you looking at? Never seen a guy punished by his wife before?” Zhang Chenfei grated, glaring hard at that tanned fellow.
The tanned lifeguard shrugged his shoulders. He really didn’t get the peculiar lives of the rich and famous…
After having breakfast, Jiao Qi changed into a white T-shirt and beach shorts and put on a pair of dark sunglasses. He lay on the beach under one of the big beach umbrellas. Some girls were strolling by and caught sight of him, and they started pointing at him and whispering to each other.
“He’s so handsome! One look and you can tell from his dressing that he’s rich, too!”
Unlike the wealthy Zhang Chenfei who didn’t bat an eyelid at the price of this vacation, these girls were here thanks to their employment benefits. Thirteen or fourteen of them were all living in a villa together.
“He’s just wearing an ordinary T-shirt and shorts,” the girl next to her said, wrinkling her nose in confusion.
“Ah, what do you know? This is called “understated luxury”! That T-shirt is worth more than everything you brought in your luggage,” the first girl said.
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The earth seemed to stop spinning for a few seconds. All that could be heard was the sound of the waves lapping gently at the beach.
“Zhang… Zhang Chenfei?!”
“Oh my god! It’s Daddy Chenfei!” the girls screamed, so excited that they called him by his nickname.
Since he had already been recognised, he cocked a jaunty eyebrow at them and thrust the durian in his hands at them. “Don’t disturb him. Here, this durian is my treat,” he said.
The girls nodded vigorously in assent with stars in their eyes. They watched as Zhang Chenfei walked step by step toward the beach umbrella.
“Omgomgomg, am I dreaming?! Daddy Chenfei just gave me a durian! This durian is probably an object of fortune – let’s not eat it! We’ll mount it when we get back!” the girls said excitedly. Zhang Chenfei hadn’t gone far, and they could only talk amongst themselves in a restrained manner.
“His body is so tight! He even has abs!”
“Wait, if he’s Zhang Chenfei, then the one under the umbrella must be…”
The three of them exchanged a look, then opened their mouths in a silent scream. That man must have been Young Master Jiao!
Jiao Qi overheard the conversation between Zhang Chenfei and the three girls. He sipped languidly at his coconut juice, but didn’t turn around. Before long, Zhang Chenfei came over, and insisted on squeezing on the same beach chair as him even though there was another one right beside them.
Zhang Chenfei picked Jiao Qi up and put him on his lap, then stuffed his straw into Jiao Qi’s coconut and took a long drink. He was behaving in a particularly overbearing manner since he knew that Jiao Qi wouldn’t hit him when other people were watching.
Those girls were quite reluctant to leave, and they kept looking back as they walked slowly away. When they were finally out of view, Jiao Qi pulled off his sunglasses and curled his legs into a sitting position. “Out with it. Where did you get that little toy?” he asked.
“Online delivery,” Zhang Chenfei said honestly. He clicked into Gao Shiqing’s online shopping platform and showed it to him. “Last time, when there were no condoms at home, I also used this to get them on an urgent basis.”
This was a secret online delivery service. Zhang Chenfei often used the services of a shop called “The Spicy Little Chick”, which was accessible if one clicked on an item that was listed as a plate of mala crayfish. It provided express door-to-door delivery within the city on a strictly anonymous basis. It also packaged its goods in a very discreet manner.
The corners of Jiao Qi’s mouth twitched in amusement. This wasn’t a type of service he’d ever paid attention to, and he was quite surprised at how advanced it had become. He poked the fellow who was stealing his coconut juice with a finger. “Come, tell me honestly. Have you always wanted to play those… bondage-type games?” he asked.
“Ah, cough cough…” Zhang Chenfei choked on his coconut juice. “No, not at all! Umm… well, okay, maybe just sometimes.” He had these wicked designs but no courage to see them through; in the past seven years, he’d coaxed Jiao Qi into all sorts of interesting sex positions, but he’d never dared to try unlocking this level of extreme difficulty. However, it seemed that, of late, his Yanyan didn’t seem to be completely against it…?
Jiao Qi gave Zhang Chenfei a lopsided smile, then put his sunglasses back on and went back to sleep.
The sea breeze blew past and messed up the little merman’s hair. The diffused light under the beach umbrella was like a beauty filter, making people who were good-looking to begin with absolutely gorgeous.
Zhang Chenfei covered Jiao Qi up with a towel, then sat back and observed his little wife. The corners of his mouth couldn’t help arching upwards. When he was certain that his little wife was asleep, he slowly inched over and planted a light kiss on those moist lips. They tasted faintly of coconut.
Zhang Chenfei bobbed his head happily, then sat up straight again and opened his IntelliBrain to deal with work.
This illness of his was rather embarrassing, but it did let him eat his fill sexually, and he was in fairly good spirits at the start. However, things were slowly spiralling out of control, and he didn’t want to put Jiao Qi in danger. He had to get this illness of his fixed fast.
Things were developing very slowly within Chyna, but they were speeding along in Amirica. Professor Charles pulled some strings there, and Zhang Chenfei very quickly found a middleman through whom he could contact the Anti-IntelliBrain Organisation in Amirica. The middleman had sent him a message to say that he had reached an agreement with the Organisation to fund their lawsuit. In exchange the Organisation would get Zhang Chenfei the core data he needed.
Money talks. In Amirica, all you need is to hire a good lawyer, and you’ll definitely win this kind of lawsuit. However, this Organisation is quite disorganised, and I can’t guarantee that they’ll hold up their end of the deal.
The middleman’s fears were not without basis. If these people simply ran off with Zhang Chenfei’s money, or hired a lousy lawyer, all that money would have gone to waste. Also, even if they did win the suit, there was no telling if they would betray Zhang Chenfei and simply get damages without asking for the core data.
Zhang Chenfei’s reply: Then, hire the lawyer directly.
The other party replied very quickly. That’s right, why didn’t I think of that? We’ll do as you say. With that amount of money, we’ll definitely be able to get one of the top five lawyers in the country!
Zhang Chenfei grinned like a Cheshire cat. This middleman was generally excellent, but the one complaint he had about this fellow was that his mind wasn’t agile enough. This man was the one who bought the award-winning game that Zhang Chenfei developed years ago, and even though his company wasn’t a large one, he was very well-known in the mobile gaming industry. Unfortunately, he didn’t know how to move with the times, and even after the IntelliBrains started dominating the communications industry, he continued making mobile games instead of upgrading to IntelliBrain games. His company declined steeply thereafter.
Five years ago, Zhang Chenfei had pumped funds into this fellow’s dying business and saved it from the jaws of insolvency. Now, the company specialised in making old-fashioned games – that is to say, it made the old mobile phone games into IntelliBrain game formats. His business was now doing quite well.
Fei, you’ve believed in me all these years. I’ll definitely see this matter through for you.
The purpose of Zhang Chenfei’s fund injection was actually to get his hands on a game template that the company owned. This company had a lot of game templates that could increase the efficiency of game production. These templates could be easily reconfigured for IntelliBrain game development. It actually had nothing to do with Zhang Chenfei’s belief in the fellow; to the contrary, Zhang Chenfei didn’t think very highly of this guy’s business judgment, since he’d bought that game of his for an exorbitant price.
He raised a hand and typed out a reply: Of course! From the day I first met you, I knew you were a reliable partner.
After dealing with this, Zhang Chenfei dragged his little wife off to play on the beach.
“Let’s build a sandcastle! You know I’m really good at it,” the great CEO said proudly.
“Childish.”
“Hehe! Come, tell me, what kind of castle do you want?”
Young Master Jiao didn’t have much of a childhood to speak of, and he didn’t know how to build sandcastles. Seven years ago, Zhang Chenfei had discovered this during their honeymoon and specially displayed his superb sandcastle-building skills, which had won him his little wife’s admiration and certain benefits that were enjoyed at night.
“The Castle of Atlantis,” Jiao Qi said, after looking around to make sure no one was within earshot. There were only some lifeguards about, and he squatted down to dig out two handfuls of sand.
“That’s really complicated. I don’t have enough strength! I need the Merman Prince’s mouth-to-mouth resuscitation to do this!”
“Shoo! What rot… Hahaha…”
It was the weekend anyway, so the two of them just relaxed and had fun. Zhang Chenfei got the butler to buy some fresh seafood, which he then cooked personally for his little wife. The fresh seafood porridge was served with beautifully seared scallops – perfect for someone with a weak stomach.
Jiao Qi ate very happily. As he watched his excited Laogong bustle about, he suddenly realised that they both hadn’t been on an overseas holiday together for a long time. He silently added two holidays a year into his electronic diary, then accepted a big mouthful of lobster from Big Cock Zhang.
This ocean villa was managed by a luxury leasing company, and had all the services that were available in five-star hotels. There was a menu of these services on the table, which included things like Swedish oil massages, herbal Chinese massages, and even certain unspeakable “special services”.
“Would you like a massage?” Zhang Chenfei asked, bringing the menu over and asking his little wife, who was presently watching a live stream.
After a whole day of fun in the sun, Jiao Qi was indeed quite tired, so he nodded in agreement. “I’ll have a Swedish oil massage then,” he said.
Zhang Chenfei acknowledged this. He produced a bottle of massage oil, then started pulling off his little wife’s clothes.
“Huh? Do you even know how to give a massage?” Jiao Qi asked, looking at him in disbelief.
“Of course! Your Laogong is omnipotent. Look at this hand – this is a legendary hand that created a gaming empire. It’s your honour to be massaged by this hand, really!” Zhang Chenfei boasted. He poured some massage oil onto his hand and started rubbing Jiao Qi’s body.
Big Cock Zhang’s techniques weren’t anything spectacular, and the origin of that bottle of massage oil was suspect. The customer, Mr Jiao, decided to give him a bad rating. When the massage ended, the masseur indicated that he could provide “special service” to his nether regions, but Mr Jiao firmly and abruptly declined the same.
Zhang Chenfei put the massage oil back on the table. His movements suddenly paused, and he turned back to look at his little wife on the bed, a complicated look in his eyes. He took a deep breath, clenched his fists, then walked over Jiao Qi and flipped him over, pressing him down underneath himself.
“Oof… I already said no. We need to get on a plane tomorrow,” Jiao Qi said, pushing him away.
“Hmph. Stop pretending to be all proper,” Zhang Chenfei said, laughing coldly. He inched forward and stared at him. “Isn’t this sort of thing the very reason you keep me?”
Inside Mr.Dior’s mind: Didn’t get to top wife. Turn on the “sickness” procedure
What persona is he taking now… I find jq somehow pitiful
Thanks for the chapter ♥️♥️
I can’t tell if his sickness is acting up again or if he’s getting more confident and bolder in their relationship.
Imao what scene is he acting now
Not exactly certain which one is more pitiful! Love them both. <3
oh no what script will it be next 😅😅😅
it is sort of getting dangerous, as I notice the interval of Mr. Zhang’s consciousness is getting shorter switching back to Mr. Dior Mode