My White and Rich Beautiful CEO Wife

"Giggle... Really?"

Pei Luoyan smiled sweetly.

Wu Feng wasn't surprised to find her familiar because, besides being an assassin, she had another identity as a big star.

Having left the entertainment industry for only about a year, many people were certainly still familiar with her.

However, she often wore makeup when she was a star, and now she was bare-faced, which accounted for some subtle differences.

"Hmm... you look like a star!"

Wu Feng thought for a moment and then spoke.

"Pei Luoyan?"

Pei Luoyan raised her eyebrows. It was the first time she heard someone say she looked like herself. It was indeed a peculiar feeling.

"Yes, yes... I'm a fan of hers!"

Wu Feng became excited. Like the vast majority of men in the world, he was very interested in female celebrities.

"Hehe, many people say I have a star's face!"

Pei Luoyan's smile was even more charming as she spoke, and then she promptly took off her down jacket. Underneath was a low-cut cashmere hip-hugging dress, the fullness of her figure creating a striking curve.

"Yeah, you do resemble Pei Luoyan quite a bit..."

Wu Feng sized up Pei Luoyan from head to toe, thinking to himself that if he could have another round with this woman with the star's face tonight, it would be incredibly satisfying.

"Hehe... Meeting each other is fate. When we get to the room later, let's have a drink and become friends!"

Pei Luoyan's laugh became even more enchanting.

Already extremely beautiful and having been a star, plus deliberately doing so, the charm she displayed was more than most men could withstand.

"Good, good..."

Wu Feng looked somewhat excited.

When a woman takes the initiative to invite you for a drink, doesn't it naturally lead to something more?

The thought of having a threesome with two such high-quality women made Wu Feng completely forget his purpose for coming.

Or rather, he thought it wouldn't be too late to have a good time first, and then later go kill an injured waste.

Ding dong...

The 18th floor had been reached.

Wu Feng supported Murong Qingcheng out of the elevator, with Pei Luoyan walking ahead to swipe her card and open the door.

After entering, Wu Feng helped Murong Qingcheng sit on the sofa, and asked with concern, "Miss, does your foot still hurt? I know a bit of massage therapy, would you like me to rub it for you?"

"Sure..."

Murong Qingcheng took her pale and tender foot out of her slipper.

"Uh..."

Seeing the soft, boneless foot under the light, Wu Feng couldn't help but swallow.

"I'll open a bottle of wine!"

Pei Luoyan saw Wu Feng's reaction and turned to open a bottle of strong whiskey.

She thought to herself, Qin Yu, ah, I'm really doing you a favor. To buy you time, I might have to sacrifice some of my charm.

"Miss, feeling better?"

Wu Feng held Murong Qingcheng's foot with a caring look.

"It still hurts..."

Murong Qingcheng bit her lip. It was uncomfortable to have a stranger hold her foot, but she reminded herself that Qin Yu had gotten injured while helping her, so her sacrifice was nothing in comparison.

"Hmm... Could it be another reason causing the pain in your foot? If you don't mind, I can give you a full-body check!"

Wu Feng's eyes were hardly able to hide his lust.

"No... That might not be a good idea!"

Murong Qingcheng showed a look of hesitant refusal.

"Don't worry, Miss. I'm a gentleman and won't take advantage of you. Besides, the beautiful lady is here too, I won't do anything to you!"

Wu Feng's words were almost identical to what a boy says on his first time in a hotel room, just rubbing without going inside.

"Qingcheng, you've walked a lot today, right? Go, take a bath, and I'll drink with Big Brother first!"

Pei Luoyan gave Murong Qingcheng a knowing look.

"Oh....."

Murong Qingcheng stood up and hobbled into the bathroom. Soon enough, a slender and graceful shadow appeared on the frosted glass.

Wu Feng felt a wave of heat surge through him.

Even though he was a master, he was still a man to the core. Under such circumstances, any normal man would have some romantic thoughts about what was to come.

Damn, Wu Feng thought he had some dog-shit luck, not only easily pocketing tens of millions but also getting to frolic with two beauties of this caliber.

"Big brother, thank you for bringing my sister up. You really are a good person, I toast to you!"

Pei Luoyan poured two glasses of wine and pushed one in front of Wu Feng.

"Just like you said, miss, meeting is fate, so I'll drink first to show my respects!"

As a master on the Dragon List, with his True Qi robust, Wu Feng naturally had an incredible capacity for alcohol and wasn't worried about getting drunk.

He tilted his head back and downed a glass of whiskey.

"Hehe.... Big brother really can hold his liquor!"

Pei Luoyan smiled with pursed lips and tilted her head back to drink as well, the golden liquid flowing down her fair neck and into the depths of her cleavage.

"Miss, may I have the honor of knowing your name?"

Wu Feng began to make friendly overtures toward Pei Luoyan.

She was a bit fuller-figured than Murong Qingcheng, what a man would consider pleasingly plump. There was a saying, isn't there? "A pleasantly plump 'little tank' brings joy to whoever drives it!"

"Giggle, my surname is Pei, I'm indeed related to Pei Luoyan!"

Pei Luoyan said with a laugh after putting down her glass.

"No wonder you look a bit like Pei Luoyan; you couldn't possibly be sisters, could you?"

Wu Feng was quite smooth when flirting with the ladies.

"Giggle, definitely from the same family five hundred years ago!"

As Pei Luoyan spoke, she poured another glass of wine for Wu Feng.

As a celebrity who had attended countless functions, she was well-versed in dealing with men.

Soon, an entire bottle of whiskey was finished.

Pei Luoyan's fair face was tinged with a blush, making her look even more mature and voluptuous.

Wu Feng's Adam's apple bobbed as he stared; he had long since thrown tonight's task out of his mind.

"Big brother, let's keep going, no stopping until we're drunk...."

Pei Luoyan opened another bottle of wine.

Squeak...

At that moment, Murong Qingcheng, having taken a bath, stepped out clad only in a bathrobe.

She revealed a pair of delicate collarbones like butterfly wings and a pair of straight, slender jade legs.

"Qingcheng, sit down, have a drink with big brother!"

Pei Luoyan beckoned her over, then glanced at her phone. Twenty minutes had passed; Qin Yu's injuries should be almost healed by now.

She just needed to stall for another ten or so minutes, and her task would be complete.

"Big brother, thank you for bringing me up here!"

After sitting down, Murong Qingcheng bit her lip and poured another glass of wine for Wu Feng.

"Haha, you're welcome, it's nothing!"

Wu Feng was not one to refuse a drink and raised his glass to drink.

Whoo... Whoo...

At that moment, Wu Feng's phone vibrated. He took a glance, an annoyed expression flickering across his face. After typing a quick reply, he put the phone away, "Ladies, I have something to take care of shortly. Why don't we get down to business now?"

"What business?"

Murong Qingcheng's eyes flashed with alarm. She wasn't stupid; it was clear Wu Feng was getting impatient, wanting to get intimate with them.

"Yeah, what other business could there be more important than drinking?"

Pei Luoyan also feigned ignorance.

"Hehe, just the two of us here with pretty ladies, what else could it be?"

Wu Feng suddenly chuckled with a sly smile.

With a swift move, he pressed on the acupoints of both Pei Luoyan and Murong Qingcheng, "You invited me up here to drink, wasn't it just to have a one-night stand? I'm pressed for time; half an hour should suffice!"