This slap left the man completely dumbfounded, as well as everyone else around.
They glanced at one another, confusion etched on their faces, unsure of what had just transpired.
But Jiu Can ignored their reactions entirely, instead wearing a plastered smile while looking at Su Ming.
For he knew one undeniable truth—this man simply couldn't be dealt with either harshly or softly.
"I didn't expect Mr. Su to be here. We won't bother you anymore. I'll leave right away."
After speaking, Jiu Can promptly turned to leave with his subordinates in tow.
The previously arrogant man, upon seeing this, did not hesitate and quickly followed Jiu Can out.
Once they exited Wang Chong's courtyard, the man approached Jiu Can.
"Mr. Jiu Can, why do you seem to fear that guy? Who exactly is he?"
Jiu Can shot him a dark glare, his voice tinged with disdain.
"That guy is Su Ming. Last time at the boxing match, he humiliated Lord Qiong. Besides, I'm not his match."
The man's face betrayed an expression of astonished disbelief.
"But if that's the case, we won't be able to complete the young master's plan. Then what?"
"No need to worry. If force doesn't work, and persuasion fails, we can always resort to something more underhanded."
Meanwhile, inside the courtyard, Wang Chong's anger hadn't completely dissipated as he watched them leave.
"They'll definitely come back. Wang Chong, how about I arrange a safe place for you to stay for now?"
Wang Chong shook his head resolutely. "Brother Ming, I appreciate your goodwill, but I don't want to go anywhere."
Then, Wang Chong turned to Dong Qingyu.
"Miss Dong, I need a favor—if you could help me with one thing."
"My neighbor's daughter, Zhang Xiaohua, has been missing. When I was fighting in the Celestial Thunder arena, he said Xiaohua was taken away by them. But despite my investigation afterward finding no such thing, she's still missing."
As he spoke, Wang Chong handed her a photo.
Dong Qingyu saw little reason to refuse, so she agreed without hesitation.
After the two of them departed, Su Ming still hadn't said a word, quietly walking by himself.
"What's wrong? Ever since we came out, you've been ignoring me."
Seeing Su Ming's sudden change in attitude toward her, Dong Qingyu couldn't help but complain, her face full of frustration.
"I was just thinking. If the Fan Family can use such violent methods for forced demolitions, what would your Dong Family do in similar situations?"
Dong Qingyu was momentarily stunned by his words.
Indeed, this kind of approach was remarkably effective and a favored tactic regularly employed by large families like hers.
The strategy significantly cuts unnecessary costs, and she couldn't deny the rationale.
"I'm not entirely sure about all this. I can't speak for the Dong Family, but I can guarantee that anything under my management will never resort to such means."
Su Ming chuckled softly, pulling Dong Qingyu into his embrace.
"Of course, I believe you. Still, I must trouble the distinguished Miss Dong to accompany me a little longer."
The two were busy until the afternoon before finally finding a hotel to rest.
Returning to the hotel, they drifted off into dreamland together, sleeping soundly all the way until seven or eight in the evening.
When he opened his eyes, Su Ming's gaze landed on Dong Qingyu, who looked like a sleepy little kitten, her delicate features softened in repose. He couldn't help but press a tender kiss to her lips.
The kiss drew a small "Mmph—" from Dong Qingyu, her voice soft and muffled. Then, in an unconscious motion, she wrapped her arms around Su Ming's arm.
Su Ming's thoughts were immediately drawn to the small, soft curves pressed against his arm.
Unable to resist, his hand instinctively brushed against the stiff object straining below.
It couldn't be helped—waking up had already set things into motion, and now it seemed like he was completely ready for action.
After a moment of consideration, Su Ming made his decision, opting for a more direct approach and quietly sliding her bra off her body.
Two exquisitely proud peaks were now fully exposed before Su Ming.
He gently toyed with the little cherries atop the peaks, so alluring it was mouthwatering.
"Mmm, hmm."
Dong Qingyu let out another soft hum, her lips slightly parted.
Her cherry-like lips were so tempting one could hardly resist kissing them.
Yet Su Ming wasn't in a rush. Instead, he bent over Dong Qingyu's supple body, beginning to suck on her earlobe.
Since she was still in a state of slumber, Dong Qingyu didn't register too much reaction.
Even so, Su Ming could feel her body trembling slightly.
Slowly, moving from her earlobe to the neckline, he kissed and sucked at her tender skin without pause.
Fixing his gaze upon her smooth neck, Su Ming leaned in and bit gently, increasing the intensity of his suction.
"Mmm, ah."
Moments passed before Su Ming released his lips, leaving a small reddened mark—the kind fondly known as a "strawberry"—on her neck.
It seemed her skin still carried traces of fragrance, perhaps from the bath she had taken before sleep.
With the ever-building stimulation swirling between them, Su Ming abandoned his restraint, directly planting a kiss upon Dong Qingyu's lips.
"Mm?"
She sensed something warm invading her mouth.
Dong Qingyu opened her eyes, only to see Su Ming pressed intimately against her figure.
At first, she was taken aback, but as awareness seeped into her senses, she chose to embrace and revel in the pleasure.
Their tongues entwined in a soft, tender dance; despite having just woken, there was not even the faintest hint of morning breath—only a subtle sweetness mingling between them.
Su Ming's hands explored fleshy peaks that, while modest in size, filled his palms perfectly, delivering exquisite tactile delight.
Surrendering to his voracious passion, Dong Qingyu soon found herself gasping for breath.
Beneath the glow of soft lighting, she looked impossibly enchanting, her beauty and allure magnified tenfold.
Driven by unrelenting fervor, Su Ming's grip upon her tightened, eliciting soft moans from the depths of Dong Qingyu's throat.
Her eyes began to cloud into a haze, utterly entranced. It was undeniable she had fully succumbed to the palpable intimacy encompassing them.
Su Ming's successive acts of indulgence flooded her senses with ecstatic confusion, pushing her deeper into the haze.
After kissing her lips ravenously, Su Ming's attentions shifted upward to the tasty cherries adorning her peaks.
His lips encased one of the small cherries, his gentle bite drawing a blissful expression across Dong Qingyu's face.
Her pristine form quivered lightly, her soft gasps climbing to an ecstatic crescendo.
She couldn't count how many times she and Su Ming had joined in this fervent intimacy, but no matter how frequent, each connection brought fresh, distinct heights of sensation.
Su Ming alternated between savoring the two cherries while his free hand wandered eagerly across other landscapes, luxuriating in the sensation.
Each renewed advance from Su Ming provoked increasingly forceful reactions from Dong Qingyu.
She reached out, both hands pressing gently upon Su Ming's head as crystalline drops began to emerge below.
The sound of Dong Qingyu's soft pants filled the room, a melody driving Su Ming past the edge of self-control, the unyielding heat within him swelling, inching mercilessly toward rebellion.
While kissing fervently, Su Ming's hands wandered lower, grazing against the fertile terrain beneath.
Her unique White Tiger Constitution left her smooth, utterly devoid of barriers—it was pure, untouched, silky perfection.
Dong Qingyu's hips were noticeably rounded and full, every touch delivering unparalleled gratification.
A single squeeze sent a wave of pleasure surging through his senses.
The memory of her standing on stage adorned in those dazzling gowns lingered, showcasing her allure and beauty as a vision that utterly mesmerized.
He trailed his fingers gently along the enigmatic line of her feminine cleft, savoring the luscious warmth and dampness flowing freely from her core.
Satisfaction painted Su Ming's features, his lips pressing forward eagerly to explore and cover her fully in adoration.
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