Chapter 105: Dreams Fulfilled

Hua Yue’er’s eyes brimmed with deep affection as she spoke, gently wrapping her arms around Zhang Xiaofan’s arm.

In an instant, Zhang Xiaofan felt a strange current ripple through his body. Gazing into Hua Yue’er’s glistening eyes filled with intense longing, the sensation was utterly intoxicating.

“You little enchantress, the evil fire I just suppressed is flaring up again because of you,” Zhang Xiaofan said with a mischievous smile, struggling to restrain the restless energy building within him as he spoke to Hua Yue’er.

“Brother Fan, you don’t need to suppress it. I can help you dissipate the fire. Don’t overthink it; this is all what Yue’er wants,” Hua Yue’er replied boldly, her once-shy eyes now shining with eager anticipation.

With an irresistibly charming smile, Hua Yue’er leaned in and pressed a kiss to Zhang Xiaofan’s lips.

The warmth of her lips and the scent of her femininity shattered Zhang Xiaofan’s last defenses. His restless spirit surged once more, and without hesitation, he wrapped his arms around her back, responding with equal passion.

Hua Yue’er grew even more fervent, as if she had long awaited this moment.

The untouched meal on the table was forgotten, the room filled only with the fervent atmosphere of youth. Hua Yue’er’s seductive eyes sparkled as she knelt and then settled herself in a way any man would eagerly anticipate—just as Zhang Xiaofan had hoped the night before.

In that fleeting moment, Zhang Xiaofan felt a bliss unlike any other.

Forty minutes later, Hua Yue’er finally rose, her body tingling from numbness but her beautiful eyes radiant with joy. To be able to do this for the man she loved filled her with deep satisfaction.

“You’ve been amazing,” Zhang Xiaofan said softly. “Let’s eat something; or you’ll be hungry this afternoon.”

“Hmm…” Hua Yue’er nodded gently, picking up her chopsticks with graceful poise and beginning to eat.

Zhang Xiaofan, feeling a bit hungry himself, joined her.

After lunch, Zhang Xiaofan took the initiative to pay the bill—over two thousand yuan. Considering Hua Yue’er’s monthly salary was just over eight thousand, there was no way he would let her foot the bill.

Downstairs at Lin Corporation’s building, Hua Yue’er released Zhang Xiaofan’s arm and together they entered.

“Brother Fan, if you want, you can come find me tonight,” she whispered softly at the office entrance, pulling out her phone and showing him her address.

“Little one, you better get to work,” Zhang Xiaofan said warmly. Though he had enjoyed the midday moments, now, for reasons he couldn’t explain, he no longer wanted to truly possess her.

Humans were truly creatures rich in emotion, and Zhang Xiaofan felt somewhat perplexed with himself. He only knew to follow the mood of his heart—do as he pleased when he wished, and stop when he didn’t.

“Don’t worry, Brother Fan. I won’t interfere with you and President Lin,” Hua Yue’er murmured before heading to her workstation.

Zhang Xiaofan smiled. Even if Lin Siyu knew, it wouldn’t be a big deal—at worst, she’d be jealous. Still, he wanted to be considerate of Lin Siyu’s feelings, though it pained him to be somewhat unfair to Hua Yue’er. Fortunately, he had restrained himself at noon and hadn’t crossed certain lines.

He entered the CEO’s office, noting that Lin Siyu had yet to return. Zhang Xiaofan then moved to the vice president’s office, where he resumed browsing the internet, naturally searching for any news about the half piece of the Yin-Yang Fish stone.

He stumbled upon a forum dedicated to treasure hunting, where someone had revealed secrets about the stone, suggesting it was connected to an ancient sect relic in Kunlun.

This frustrated Zhang Xiaofan. Such public knowledge would inevitably attract more attention to the half Yin-Yang Fish stone, making it far harder for him to obtain. Even if he succeeded, he would surely draw the gaze of many.

This was troublesome—he couldn’t prevent crowds from heading to Kunlun.

Moreover, the current holder of the stone would undoubtedly guard it even more carefully.

Still, Zhang Xiaofan planned to go to the capital. After all, possessing half of the Yin-Yang Fish stone granted him certain advantages.

Around three o’clock in the afternoon, the door to Zhang Xiaofan’s office quietly opened, revealing Lin Siyu’s beautiful figure. She carefully closed the door behind her and approached him.

Softly, she said, “Xiaofan, I was gone for a few hours. Did you miss me?”

If anyone at Lin Corporation saw Lin Siyu now, acting like a timid kitten, they wouldn’t know how to react.

“Of course I missed you,” Zhang Xiaofan grinned, then pulled Lin Siyu onto his lap, his hands becoming gently mischievous.

“No, not here at the office,” she shyly protested, but her delicate fingers entwined with his arm. Zhang Xiaofan was truly puzzled—did she want him or not?

He kissed her forehead softly and said, “Siyu, I’m afraid I’ll have to go to the capital in the next few days…”

He knew this decision would be hard for Lin Siyu to accept, but he had to be honest. Leaving without a word would only hurt her more.

“Go ahead. Don’t worry about me,” Lin Siyu smiled lightly, concealing the faint loneliness in her eyes.

“Siyu, rest assured, you are my woman. I won’t just take you and then leave. Once I handle matters in the capital and visit that ancient relic site, if I find cultivation techniques suitable for women, I’ll come back and teach you,” Zhang Xiaofan promised tenderly.

“You… you mean well, but the way you say it sounds awkward. What do you mean by ‘take you and leave’?” Lin Siyu rolled her eyes.

“Hehe, I’m just uneducated—please forgive me,” Zhang Xiaofan chuckled.

“Alright, I get it. I want to cultivate too. I want to stay with you forever. If I can cultivate, I’ll give up Lin Corporation and be with you, okay?” Lin Siyu said earnestly. “But you can’t take risks for me, understand? I’m satisfied just being with you. Two days together makes me happy enough. I don’t ask for eternity, just happiness now.”

“You fool,” Zhang Xiaofan said, moved as he looked into her loving eyes.

“If you have to leave, go see her. After all, she’s also your woman,” Lin Siyu said thoughtfully.

Zhang Xiaofan understood what she meant. Even now, Lin Siyu was considerate.

“Thank you, Siyu. It’s all my fault for being such a beast,” Zhang Xiaofan said softly.

Lin Siyu immediately placed a finger over his lips and said, “It’s not your fault. This was all my choice. And you’re so outstanding—throughout history, exceptional men have never had only one woman. And you’re so intense… if I were alone, I really couldn’t handle it…”

Blushing, Lin Siyu had changed so much from the once domineering CEO that Zhang Xiaofan doubted if she was still the same Lin Siyu.

“Alright, I’ll go handle some things. After work, don’t wait up for me. I’ll go home on my own.” She kissed him lightly and then left.

Zhang Xiaofan understood that Lin Siyu wanted to reserve tonight for him and Chen Yuanyuan.

“Don’t worry. This trip to the capital, once I find that half Yin-Yang Fish stone, I’ll do my best to find cultivation methods suitable for you both,” Zhang Xiaofan told himself, turning it into a personal mission.

This journey to the capital was not just for himself—it was for the two women he cared for deeply in Jinghai.

After work, Zhang Xiaofan accompanied Lin Siyu to her villa before driving off alone. Except for the day he dueled with Kimura Kazuki, Chen Yuanyuan had not contacted him. Zhang Xiaofan knew she did not want to disturb him, as she had said—if he wanted her, he could come to her.

But how could Zhang Xiaofan treat the woman with whom he had shared such an intimate bond as merely a tool to vent his desires?

Driving along the city roads, Zhang Xiaofan called Chen Yuanyuan. Yet, after three attempts, no one answered. A surge of unease washed over him.