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Chapter 133 Imperial Enjoyment

Even after leaving the magnificent office building where Zhengyang Media was located, Zheng Tongtong's heart was still pounding.

Sunlight streamed through the gaps in the skyscrapers, cutting the ground into a chessboard of light and shadow. She walked between the light and shadow, her palms damp with a thin layer of sweat.

The excessively young chairman, his unquestionable authority, and the gentle yet playful smile he gave her when he looked at her last—these images kept replaying in her mind.

She took a few deep breaths, finally mustered up the courage, and dialed her mother's number.

"Hey, Tongtong? Why are you calling at this hour? Didn't you say you didn't have class today and were going to the library?" Tong Anjin's slightly tired but still gentle voice came from the other end of the phone.

"mom……"

"I have amazing news for you!" Zheng Tongtong's voice was filled with barely suppressed excitement as she exclaimed, "I... I went to Zhengyang Media today! It's the MCN company my classmate signed with! Mom, their company is so big and impressive!"

"What are you doing there?"

Tong Anjin's tone immediately rose, becoming wary, "You child, how can you be so insensible? Is that kind of place a young girl like you allowed to go? Did anyone try to touch you inappropriately?"

Because of hereditary epilepsy, Tong Anjin has always been extremely protective of Zheng Tongtong.

The two were not from Zhonghai, but had moved to Zhonghai from a nearby small city and settled there many years ago. Zheng Tongtong needed to go to a large hospital here for medical treatment, and she was later admitted to a college in Zhonghai.

Normally, Zheng Tongtong goes home after class, and Tong Anjin asks her classmates and friends to help take care of her at school.

She was worried that Zheng Tongtong would be just as naive as she was when she was young and get deceived by men.

If she had been more sensible back then, she wouldn't have been fooled by Zheng Tongtong's father's sweet talk, which led to Tongtong suffering from this incurable disease.

If she had studied hard and acquired a skill, she wouldn't be forced to sell her "beauty" to make money through online live streaming.

The live streaming industry, to put it bluntly, relies on entertaining people with sex appeal. No matter how clearly she explains in her personal profile that she is only doing it to raise money for her daughter's medical treatment, she can't escape the prejudiced views of others.

Furthermore, there was also concern that Zheng Tongtong might suddenly develop an epileptic seizure.

Therefore, Tong Anjin kept a very strict watch on her.

She knew that her daughter wanted to find a good MCN for herself. The two had talked about this topic several times, but the industry was in a mess and it was hard to find a company she liked, so she simply put it off. Tong Anjin continued to broadcast on her own.

"No, no!"

Zheng Tongtong quickly explained, "Mom, listen to me, the boss of their company is a really nice person! I told him about your situation, and he... he actually said you should go directly to sign the contract, and he'll talk to you personally!"

There was a long silence on the other end of the phone.

Zheng Tongtong could hear her mother's somewhat heavy breathing.

"To talk in person?"

Tong Anjin's voice turned several degrees colder, filled with suspicion, "Tongtong, are you stupid? Do you think a free lunch will fall from the sky? Why would the boss of a big company personally meet with a nobody like me? Did he make some demands of you?"

"No, Mom! He just... he just heard me say that you work hard with your live streams and want to find a good company, so he agreed..." Zheng Tongtong's voice weakened, and she also felt that this matter went too smoothly.

"He's just after you because you're young and pretty; he wants to make a move on you!"

Tong Anjin's tone was resolute, tinged with lingering fear and anger. She said helplessly, "You're not allowed to go see him again! We're not signing! Didn't you see last night? That guy called 'Yang Dingtian' spent over 200,000 yuan in one night. What's he up to? Who can say for sure? Now this young boss has appeared. Tongtong, let's be honest and upright, and stop thinking about windfall gains. Mom will just work hard!"

Tong Anjin spoke earnestly.

Her mother's worries were like a bucket of cold water, extinguishing the flame in Zheng Tongtong's heart.

"But Mom, I heard from my classmates that Zhengyang Media is really reputable and has excellent resources..." She wanted to try again.

"Legitimate? Good resources?" Tong Anjin said helplessly, "Tongtong, remember, every gift bestowed by fate already has a price tag attached. I need to think this over carefully, so don't get involved anymore."

After saying that, the phone was hung up.

Holding her phone, Zheng Tongtong stood on the bustling street, a deep sense of loss welling up inside her.

"Mom, I just wanted to help you, I didn't want you to work so hard..."

……

5 PM, Zhengyang Media's top-floor conference room.

The "important working meeting," which lasted for two and a half hours, finally came to an end.

Ning Xiuyang straightened his suit cuffs with a refreshed expression. Looking at Shen Yourong, who was leaning back in the conference chair, her body as limp as a pool of spring water, even lifting her eyelids seemed difficult, a satisfied smile curved his lips.

A ripe peach will only release its most fragrant aroma after it has been thoroughly picked.

"Sir..." Shen Yourong's voice was hoarse and languid after making love, the captivating blush on her cheeks had not yet completely faded, and she looked at him with moist eyes, "I, I have to go to the hospital, Mom is still waiting for me."

"Okay, go ahead."

Ning Xiuyang leaned down and gave her a light kiss on the lips. "Drive carefully on the road and get some rest tonight."

He watched Shen Yourong leave, supporting her back and taking somewhat unsteady steps, before picking up his car keys and leisurely leaving the company.

The Luman G-Class engine roared as it merged into the evening traffic jam in Zhonghai City.

Ning Xiuyang gripped the steering wheel with one hand, reliving the ultimate experience at the conference table and Shen Yourong's alluring and seductive demeanor, a sense of conqueror's pleasure rising within him.

That's how life should be.

Back at his home in Binjiang Garden, the moment he entered the password and pushed open the door, a beautiful figure knelt obediently on the carpet in the entryway.

"Master, you're back~"

Han Yunmei raised her charming and delicate face, her eyes filled with admiration and joy.

Today, she had specially changed into a modified white striped short cheongsam with a very high slit, which perfectly outlined her graceful figure honed through years of yoga practice. She skillfully took off Ning Xiuyang's shoes and then took out soft slippers from the shoe cabinet, presenting them to him with both hands.

Ning Xiuyang was taken aback.

Completely forgetting that there was someone else at home, he only realized that he was now a wealthy man with a personal secretary when he saw Han Yunmei's alluring face full of spring.

The key point is that this personal secretary is more than just a secretary.

He's still a *heartless person.

This imperial-like enjoyment made Ning Xiuyang feel even more comfortable.

"Hmm, what should we eat tonight?" He smiled and pinched Han Yunmei's smooth cheek, then walked into the living room and sank into the large sofa.

"I don't know what Master likes, so I made braised pork." Han Yunmei obediently got up and followed behind him, saying softly, "Master, please rest for a while. I'll cook a few more side dishes. The food will be ready soon."

Watching her sway her slender waist as she walked into the kitchen, Ning Xiuyang nodded in satisfaction, picked up his phone, and opened Douyin (TikTok).