While Su Fan was leisurely spending his days with Yin Qianyue, Yang City's high society was buzzing with excitent.
The notable figures of Yang City from all walks of life were either overjoyed or troubled.
The joy ca because they had already received invitations to Old Master Liu's hundredth birthday celebration.
The trouble was because so late bloors in Yang City couldn't find their way even if they carried a pig's head with them.
In Yang City and the surrounding urban areas, the Liu family held very high prestige.
Old Master Liu's hundred-year celebration was a once-in-a-lifeti event.
This celebration, marking Old Master Liu's centenary, would be attended by all the top tycoons of Yang City!
Not just that, so of the top figures from the surrounding areas were also invited.
It was said that from Capital City and the sea beyond, prominent family mbers had been invited!
As such, even just being seen by the many influential figures attending the birthday banquet could be highly beneficial.
If one could make the acquaintance of a big shot or two at this grand occasion, it would be a windfall.
Even without eting these influential individuals, expanding one's high-end connections was still valuable.
Yet, gaining entry to the Liu family's celebration was truly not easy.
Many in Yang City with a certain status had not received an invitation.
They couldn't help but feel reconciled, as most invitees held higher status and social prestige than they did.
Or they were the elite of the younger generation, destined to shine brightly in the future.
While various elite mbers of society were busily pursuing this matter, Su Fan was also busy.
However, his busyness involved him and his luxury car.
Yin Qianyue's tender head was already cradled in Su Fan's embrace.
Her dainty tongue was vigorously and continuously sucked and licked by Su Fan.
Yin Qianyue's body, already extrely supple, beca even more pliant.
She knew Su Fan's car windows were tinted for privacy.
From the outside, nothing inside the car was visible.
But at that mont, Yin Qianyue was still terribly afraid.
After Su Fan had removed her chiffon coat and lifted her T-shirt, her proud and full bosom felt waves of cool air.
When she looked out of the car, everything was crystal clear.
It gave her the illusion that if anyone outside glanced into the car, they would see her in her voluptuous state.
But in reality, the passersby and vehicles outside could see nothing at all.
When Su Fan first kissed Yin Qianyue, he had pulled her close for the kiss.
After kissing for a while, he held Yin Qianyue in his arms.
As he cradled Yin Qianyue, he played with her snow-white, full, and proud bosom in his hands.
Reading the materials Wang Fei had given him, Su Fan learned about another application of silver needles for Yin Qianyue.
In Su Fan's view, it was tantamount to punishnt.
While silver needles were indeed used to stimulate certain acupoints above the breasts during dical treatnt,
the way these people used them on Yin Qianyue and similar won had nothing to do with Acupuncture Technique; it was purely torture.
From the materials provided by Wang Fei, Su Fan had seen cases where tal rings or studs were pierced through the proud red plum blossoms atop the breasts.
He had also seen cases where silver needles directly stimulated those red plums or the snowy bosoms themselves.
For other won, this was undoubtedly a form of cruel torture.
But Su Fan felt that Yin Qianyue probably enjoyed these too.
While Su Fan was still pondering these matters in his mind, Yin Qianyue's phone rang at that mont.
After a quick glance at the caller ID, she urgently said to Su Fan, "It's a call from ho, don't ss around."
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