Without warning, a fierce battle erupted in the office. Nangong's sudden, passionate kisses caught Suming off guard, and he found himself being pushed onto the sofa and ravished. Nangong attacked with the ferocity of a wild leopardess, relentless in her advances...
Afterward, Nangong Yan was sowhat annoyed.
Her irritation wasn't because they'd made love so abruptly, nor was it due to the fact that she had taken the more active role, leaving her red-faced with anger.
It was to be expected that young n and won in a relationship would find joy in the bedroom. It was neither illegal nor immoral. Nangong Yan was not prudish. Ever since their first ti at the Disney Hotel, she had been quite uninhibited in that respect.
But this ti was different. Nangong Yan could feel a sudden, burning passion igniting within her, clouding her mind entirely with thoughts of nothing but that.
As an adult, she realized after the fact that she must have been drugged.
She had felt perfectly fine on her way to the zoo, and it was only after entering the office and drinking a bottle of Coke and using the perfu Suming gave her that she felt off. Suming had also drunk the Coke, even reminding her not to drink too much – that left only the perfu as the likely cause.
People have their dignity, especially girls who should value themselves highly. Even though she and Suming were officially in a relationship and had been intimate nurous tis, it had always been with her consent.
This ti, however, was completely different.
Even between lovers, this was not acceptable. It was a profound disrespect to the other person. Nangong Yan and Suming were in a relationship, not treating each other as playthings.
Fortunately, Nangong Yan and Suming knew each other fairly well. She was well aware of what kind of person Suming was – a bit eager sotis, but he would never stoop so low. It must have been well-intentioned, a gift of perfu gone awry with so unexpected 'ingredient'.
"Wait a second, was it really the perfu that caused this?" Suming was puzzled.
He had high hopes for this honey perfu; not many fragrances could catch the discerning eye of Nangong Yan. Since even she approved of it, it suggested the quality of Queen Bee perfu was indeed high, on par with those international brands.
Perfu is a luxury, expensive. A single bottle of high-end perfu could fetch the price of hundreds of bottles of honey.
Selling honey might not be profitable, but selling perfu certainly was.
Hundred Flowers Valley was teeming with bees and flowers, perfectly suited for mass production.
But if these perfus also had this side effect, then there was no point in producing them. Should they reach the market, he'd just be waiting to get cleaned up and thrown in jail. Being Russian, a National People's Congress representative, and large-scale profiteering from the sale of aphrodisiacs - this would sar the entire East, and the 76th Airborne Division might just drop from the sky and deal with him summarily.
Seeing Suming's strange expression, Nangong Yan widened her eyes with surprise and said, "Don't tell you're planning on making try it again?"
"Hehehe," Suming chuckled mischievously, "Just apply less this ti. Besides, even if it is the perfu's fault, it's not like anyone else benefitted..."
"Keep dreaming!" Nangong Yan glared at him.
Her words said one thing, but her curious heart told another story. She awkwardly took the perfu bottle, dabbed the smallest amount onto a cotton swab, and applied it to her wrist.
"How about it, how about it? Feel anything?" Suming asked eagerly.
Nangong Yan rubbed her wrists together, letting the fragrance spread gradually, but still not transforming as before. She remarked, "Huh, this ti it seems..."
"All good?" Suming's voice lifted a bit with relief but also betrayed an inexplicable hint of disappointnt.
"You… go close the curtains, and lock the door…" Nangong Yan's eyes began to water again, and she said bitterly through bitten lips.
Turns out, she was still affected.
Fight! Fight! Fight!
That afternoon, the curtains of the zoo director's office were opened and closed, closed and opened, over and over again for several hours. It wasn't until past eight in the evening, when the sky had completely darkened, that the lights finally turned on and it all ca to an end.
Nangong Yan was completely limp, like a rmaid that had just transford into a human being, her long legs weakly draped over the sofa, utterly boneless.
Suming's chest was covered with bright red scratch marks, and even in the 25-degree air-conditioned room, he was exhausted, drenched in sweat, breathing heavily as he sat shirtless and drank water eagerly.
"You did that on purpose... didn't you..." Nangong Yan barely had the energy left and gestured feebly with her fingers for Suming to co closer. He got up and poured her a cup of warm water to drink.
The battle that afternoon had started as a way to prove whether the perfu had any side effects or not. However, as they experinted, the nature of their activity took a turn, and both of them voluntarily used the perfu, quickly using up almost half of the bottle.
Of course, their original goal was perfectly achieved.
It was all the perfu's fault.
The side effects of the Queen Bee perfu were frighteningly strong; even a small dab applied in the normal way would inevitably lead to effects! The difference in the amount used only determined whether one could keep a clear mind. At a normal adult woman's one-ti dosage, there wouldn't be anything else on the mind except for fighting, fighting, fighting... Halving the dosage barely allowed for keeping a clear mind, but the reason couldn't control the body... With less than a quarter of the dosage, reason could finally gain the upper hand.
But as soon as the perfu rged with the skin, it would definitely provoke a severe physiological response, no matter how little was used.
Additionally, it was proven that this stuff worked on both n and won! The only difference was that n had a higher resistance, requiring several tis the dosage compared to won.
With that, the perfu business was completely dood.
"Where on earth did you get this stuff from?" Nangong Yan asked, holding the nearly empty perfu bottle, expressing regret: "It would be great if it didn't have side effects."
"Cough cough, a friend gave it to , saying it was a new product..." Suming replied casually. How could he tell Nangong that it was made by a swarm of bees or that it was researched by two Queen Bees?
Co to think of it, it seed that the two Queen Bees were immune to the perfu's side effects. But why did they research a perfu with such effects in the first place?
Was it intentional, or an accident?
The thought was chilling and better left unpondered.
There were too many ingredients in the making of perfu. Perhaps it was due to one or several types of flowers that had... aphrodisiac effects, and the Queen Bees themselves were unaware of it.
Anyway, the first step towards building a luxury empire had stumbled into a pitfall—the plan to produce perfu fizzled out.
"What are you thinking about now?" Nangong Yan's voice ca from nearby.
"I'm thinking about how to make a quick fortune," Suming said. "I'm planning to buy the zoo."
Nangong Yan knew this had been Suming's wish for a long ti and suggested, "That's a lot of money. Why don't you try horse betting again? You are so lucky."
"Betting on horses..." Suming pondered. He couldn't go back to Xiangjiang, so maybe he should go abroad, to England?
After winning 40 million in Xiangjiang, the Horse Club 'politely persuaded' him. Would the English just watch as a foreigner took away hundreds of millions?
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