Who to seduceYe Jing is an extremely traditional woman. Even though she has lived for more than thirty years, she only has one thing in mind: running a racecourse. She has never thought about Fengyue, and even blush when she hears the word "sperm".
But Luo Yan was different.
From head to tail, from hair to ankle, she is full of style.
Thanks to her style, she was able to hide from the eyes of countless people.
"The Duan family didn't make things difficult for you, did they?" Ye Jing closed the book, trying her best to care for her half-sister.
"They'll just put on a show, so they won't find out." Luo Yu leaned against the bed frame, fiddled with the expensive veil, and threw away the tie casually.
Seeing that she was calm and composed, Ye Jing was a little relieved.
What they are planning now is too dangerous, and there is no mistake in one step. If someone finds out that something is wrong, Luo Yu will no longer be a wealthy young woman.
How dangerous is it? When Luo Yu came to the bungalow last week and said she would help her, Ye Jing broke two teacups suddenly.
The Duan Group has been fancying the land of the racecourse for some years, and Luo Yu has been away from the former residence of the racecourse for a long time, so long that Ye Jing hardly remembers what this younger sister looks like, and only listens to the maid call her "young milk" bluntly, so she can't wait to see her. It is known that she is married to the chairman of the Duan Group as Mrs. Suxian.
But Ye Jing couldn't figure it out even more. There was a prosperous and wealthy husband's family on one side, and a frugal and deserted former residence on the other. How could Luo Yan join hands with her to prevent the project of the resort.
Still in such a desperate way.
"Are you sure you want... to find a man to conceive? Think again," Ye Jing persuaded gently, "Or, ask He Jun again."
In the deep and paradoxical disputes among wealthy families, the young woman is alone and helpless. If she wants to intervene in the group's internal affairs to prevent the development of the project, there are two safest and most dangerous ways: to seduce the next helm, or to get pregnant by virtue of her essence.
"He Jun, I will try it out tomorrow," Luo Yu said in a tender voice, "But since he can be appointed as the next chairman, he must also be counting on the resort's project to gain a firm foothold. We have to leave a way out."
It is the best policy to seduce the successor chairman, but it is the worst policy to get pregnant.
Ye Jing is a loyal supporter of the former strategy, and so is Luo Yu.
The only few obstacles are He Juan's plain face and middle-aged figure.
The young man's sharp and handsome facial features flashed in his mind, Luo Yu picked up the tie that had been neglected for a long time, and caressed it with his fingertips.
"Sister." The beauty murmured softly, as if a goblin was choosing her seduce object.
Ye Jing's eyebrows twitched. After so many days, she still couldn't get used to Luo Yu calling her "sister", and she always felt numb and itchy.
"I met him on the other side when I was chasing hooligans. He is not a mature man, he is very young. There is also a mark on his collarbone. Even if Master Duan can live until October, he will definitely not doubt anything."
This intermittent description is hesitant to say, if someone else heard it, they would think that she was in love with the boy.
As everyone knows, the style of a young woman is never a feeling.
Young age symbolizes the superior quality of sperm.
Like imprints, implying that it is less likely to be discovered through pregnancy.
She wasn't in love with him, but she fell in love with his sperm.
"You've been searching for half a month, and it's good if you can find the right one." Ye Jing knew that this was the only thing Luo Yu could do. "What will you do next? Did you leave his contact information?"
Concubine Luo flung away the tie lightly, showing dignity in every gesture, and smiled at Ye Jing: "Sister, you can't give the contact information to men casually."
The fragrant ending is hook bait, which overflows softly in the night and becomes invisible.
The next day, Luo Yu went to look for He Jun by car.
He Jun was originally a construction engineer of a branch of the Gu Corporation. After taking charge of several projects, he emerged and was promoted and reused. He became a veritable big shot within the group, and it was a certainty that he would be appointed as the next chairman.
The long car stopped in front of the Engineering College in University City, and the door was quickly opened from the outside.
"Mrs. Duan." He Juan personally came to pick her up and greeted her politely.
"Your prestige is not small now," Luo Yu took his men out of the car and joked, "You have been hired by the university as a professor."
"It's my duty to give back to my alma mater after work." He Juan's attitude was still neither far nor near.
Walking leisurely through a row of classrooms, Luo Yu said softly, "Is it your duty to treat me so well?"
The words a woman strikes up a conversation with, just like her makeup, are carefully prepared.
A young and docile young woman, the next chairman who is unparalleled in the limelight.
The soft light of the spring day seems to be a good start for the narrative.
However, it soon became dark.
On the way back, Luo Yu was so depressed that she repeatedly wiped the fingers touched by He Jun with a silk handkerchief.
Silent disgust.
She knew He Juan very early on, and knew that he was a man who didn't care about anything, otherwise she wouldn't have never spoken to her after she married into the Duan family and kept a polite distance.
But now that Duan Wen will die of illness at any time, and all the projects of the resort will be decided by him. The most direct solution is undoubtedly to deal with him.
But obviously, He Jun didn't understand style.
A poster of a costume drama passed by outside the window, and Luo Yu was very aware of her situation.
The high-class wealthy families whose buildings are about to collapse are no different from the old court.
Once the emperor dies of illness, no matter whether he favors the concubine or the queen, having no heirs means that he has no right to speak, and all important matters will be left to the former court to decide. Her trip to test He Jun's attitude is tantamount to testing whether she can cling to the former court.
Alas, who should she seduce.
The car window reflects the sad thoughts of a beautiful young woman.
Back at the racecourse, Luo Yu's mood was saved by a word from the maid.
"Young Mistress, a man came to you just now, asking you for a tie."
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Luo Yu: Who are you seducing... an ugly one and a handsome one
Duan Yu who didn't know that he was a spare tire: I
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