The Undercover Heir is Actually Tycoon's Secret Girlfriend Chapter 304 - 240

"Brother, feed another one?"

Bai Su’s deep and husky voice contained a hint of seduction.

The way she called him brother was quite smooth.

Rong Zhi shook his head, and with the hand that had fed him strawberries, he picked one for himself. After finishing, he placed his fingertip on his lips and then extended his tongue—

His beautifully-shaped fox-like eyes squinted slightly, looking satisfied, he sighed softly.

The finger she had licked had just touched his lips earlier.

Bai Su: "..."

Damn (a type of plant).

After living for twenty-four years, Young Master Bai finally understood that once soone who’s usually unemotional becos emotional, they can be this enticing.

Subtle seduction is the most lethal.

His whole body was now in restless turmoil, like a wildfire that couldn’t be contained.

Just as he was about to get up and personally deal with soone, she stopped him with a single gesture.

"Hmm?"

Rong Zhi leisurely wiped her fingers, various emotions in her eyes disappearing without a trace. She raised an eyebrow, casually asking, "Was it fun?"

She had this look, she seed like a heartless woman who would eat and run.

Bai Su’s peach blossom eyes were instantly filled with helplessness, his brow and eye corners were tinted with a hint of gentle warmth. He finally sighed as he pressed his forehead against hers, chuckling lightly, "It was fun, brother, stay a bit longer and play with ?"

Rong Zhi pushed his face away, clicking her tongue in disdain, "Get away from ."

"No," Bai Su gripped her wrist, evenly saring flour in her palm, tickling her, "Hmm, your hands and face are dirty, let’s take brother to the room to wash up."

He appeared serious, as if he was seriously taking care of ’brother.’

He pinched her cheek, bypassed the bar, and lifted her from the chair to take her back to the room.

Once her face and hands were clean, Bai Su turned Rong Zhi’s body around and leaned in to nibble on her earlobe, "After we’re done with the competition, let’s go back to Hua Country."

His words were gentle, his warm breath brushing past her ear, Rong Zhi turned away, "Stop biting indiscriminately."

Bai Su raised his brow, leisurely replied, "Hmm, if not your ear, then another spot."

Bow his head, her delicate collarbone was exposed to the air, the previous marks all vanished during the ti he behaved himself.

And the next mont, new marks appeared.

Rong Zhi: "..."

If it weren’t painless, she would have kicked this man away.

-

Late at night.

Rong Zhi held her laptop, having a video call with soone. On the other side of the screen, Jing Ji was reporting the sales volu of the new products from Qianji Pavilion.

"... The net profit exceeded last quarter by twenty-five percent, but a batch of goods was detained in Y State, and fifteen billion tax was paid."

At this point, Jing Ji paused, clearing his throat before continuing, "Li Chen sent a ssage to the direct governing area of Y State a couple of days ago, asking if we could et with the executive officer. They replied last night agreeing to et for negotiation."

Rong Zhi removed the wristband, raised an eyebrow, could she say, the person Song Lichen wanted to et was right next to her?

She fidgeted with the parts Jing Ji had sent in the morning, emotionless when speaking: "Hmm, if the other side makes a request, as long as it’s not excessive, just agree to it."

Jing Ji didn’t expect her to be so agreeable, hesitated before replying, "Alright, then... should we negotiate so terms?"

"Of course."

Including this ti, they’ve detained her goods eighteen tis and collected fifteen billion in taxes, how could she not leverage this?

"Have Song Lichen calculate it and report the highest number."

Jing Ji thought, now that’s the Pavilion Master he knew who never let herself suffer a loss.

"Okay."

Rong Zhi humd in response, asured the wristband’s position, finding it unsuitable, she beckoned Bai Su over, while saying to Jing Ji, "Sign a pass while you’re at it."

Solving all problems once and for all, saving trouble.

Jing Ji nodded, "Got it, I’ll stop bothering you then, goodbye."

Ending the video call, Rong Zhi asured the wristband on the man’s wrist for the right size, then dug out a few parts from the pile and assembled them.

The new product from Qianji Pavilion was dismantled and reassembled by her, directly innovating into a more powerful new-type of thermal weapon.

"Are you planning to give this to ?"

Rong Zhi was doing the final assembly, not looking up when she replied, "Hmm."

The previous wristband was more suitable for her use, after modification, it was better suited for Bai Su, customized according to his ability, and the effect exerted could be greater.

Bai Su sat beside her, picking up so parts from the table to inspect closely.

He had seen her dismantle once at Tingshan Villa, but didn’t take a closer look at that ti, each chanical part’s appearance was similar, just so hidden places were a bit different.

For example, the one he’s holding now, on the left lower corner inside, has a letter beginning with a Q, followed by a series of numbers representing the part’s na.

This Q design is unique, slanting to the right, with a double curve wave shape beneath.

Oddly familiar.

Bai Su stared at the letter for a mont, casually asking, "Brother Zhi, do you know Qianji Pavilion?"

Rong Zhi paused in her wristband handling, removed her smart glasses, took a tissue to wipe her hands, speaking slowly, "I know."

Since she could mix in the Heaven Gate Network, she must be knowledgeable about the various big forces, saying she didn’t know would be too obvious.

Bai Su nodded, voice calm, "I saw this part seems to have the Qianji Pavilion trademark."

Rong Zhi lowered her gaze, then her mouth twitched, her expression slightly intricate, quickly reverting to normal.

She tossed the wristband in front of him, speaking leisurely, "Qianji Pavilion sells chanical parts, maybe he bought it from there."

Qianji Pavilion is such a big force, it’s inevitable they’d do everything in business thoroughly, selling parts for convenience of chanical enthusiasts to research.

Bai Su didn’t doubt her, thoughtfully went, "Hmm," his gaze landing on the black wristband on the table, peach blossom eyes curved, rippling with waves, "Give this to , what about yourself?"

"I’ll assemble another one, make do." Rong Zhi was indifferent.

Enough parts remained, she could assemble a temporary simple version for use.

Bai Su smiled, after the youth helped him wear the wristband, he held her fingertips, moving back along her slender jade-like finger, furtively encircling it around her right hand’s ring finger.

-

Red-light district.

The manager puffed on a cigarette, scornfully looked at the girl on the ground barely clothed, contemptuously said, "Enough, carry her back and lock her up, have her out by nine to serve custors."

Jiang Gujun hadn’t given instructions, only said find soone to ’serve’ and dispose of her however, just keep her breathing.

The manager sneered, sighing gleefully, since that’s the case, don’t bla her for being cruel.

At nine o’clock in the evening.

Fu Shan An awoke from unconsciousness, shattered mories replaying in her head, she hugged her knees terrified, screaming ’no’ but was helplessly dragged onto that nightmare stage.

Before going on stage, a woman called Shop Mother forcefully stuffed two unknown items into her mouth, she tried to claw her throat to spit them out, but they dissolved instantly.

After a while, Fu Shan An felt a heat surge within her, unbearably tearing her clothes, her gaze gradually becoming unfocused.

The manager saw it was enough, waved for soone to drag her up.

A new round of tornt began.

Whenever she was serving custors, the manager would set up a cara.

And these recordings were always sent to the sa person.