Hades, the Urban Legend

Chapter 469: Continue As You Were

Mo Qianni finally realized what this guy had come back for. Perhaps from the beginning, his goal tonight had always been that!

"I... I need to sleep," she stammered, feeling her legs go weak at the thought of what was about to happen. She hurriedly tried to close the door.

But Yang Chen wouldn't let this shy little rabbit get her way. He lunged forward and wrapped Mo Qianni in his arms, turning and pinning her straight against the wall!

"You... mmph!"

Mo Qianni was about to say something, but Yang Chen sealed her lips with his own, silencing her.

She felt as though her soul was being forcibly drawn out by the man before her. Her consciousness began to blur, and she transitioned from initial resistance to a heated fervor.

Her breathing grew heavier, and at some point, Yang Chen had slipped off her light gray spring jacket...

Initially, Yang Chen had merely pinned the unresisting woman against the wall, but as things progressed, they started changing positions.

After a while, the man finally paused, breathing heavily and gazing softly at her.

Mo Qianni's eyes were misty, her face flushed with an annoying red. "Are you finally going to stop, you bad man? I'm about to fall apart," she complained weakly.

Yang Chen gave a wicked smile and shook his head. "Little Qian Qian, I'm not done yet. But someone has returned."

Mo Qianni froze and suddenly remembered something. She turned her head to look towards the door. At some point, Rose, dressed in a purple women's suit as if she had just come from a meeting, was standing there with an odd expression, half-smiling at the two of them.

"Ah!"

Mo Qianni finally realized the awkwardness of the situation and let out a scream, clinging tightly to Yang Chen and burying her head in his chest, not daring to look up.

She had thought Rose was sleeping upstairs and had initially worried about waking her. But as the intensity continued, she had stopped thinking altogether. She never expected that Rose hadn't been home and had just returned!

Suppressing her laughter, Rose gave Yang Chen a mischievous look and, as she walked past them, coughed and said, "I didn't see anything. Continue as you were."

With that, Rose covered her mouth and slowly walked up to the second floor, clearly trying to stifle her laughter.

Mo Qianni was on the verge of tears. At this moment, her jade-like legs were held by Yang Chen, her body clinging to him like a koala, completely disheveled, with traces of their passion evident throughout the living room.

Rose had caught them in the act, and now Mo Qianni knew she'd be a laughingstock in front of Rose forever.

Even though the three of them had once shared a bed with Yang Chen, the current situation was far more embarrassing and exaggerated.

"It's all your fault! You just had to do it here!" Mo Qianni bit Yang Chen's chest, leaving two adorable teeth marks. She pouted angrily, "Now I'm Rose's laughingstock. Are you happy now?"

"Ouch, Little Qian Qian, you can't bite me like that; it makes you a little puppy," Yang Chen laughed. He found it quite amusing since Mo Qianni usually didn't act so girlish.

Mo Qianni pouted but was too tired to argue anymore.

Yang Chen shook his head helplessly. "What's there to be afraid of? At worst, I'll go upstairs, drag Rose down, and let you see her getting the same treatment. If we have a few rounds on the stairs, won't that make things even?"

Mo Qianni's eyes lit up, then she stared at Yang Chen with a strange look. "You're becoming more like a tyrant every day, coming up with such crooked ideas."

"Daring to speak ill of your man, it seems you haven't had enough yet," Yang Chen said with a smug smile as he resumed his actions.

Mo Qianni's face turned pale, and after a few weak struggles, she was once again pinned down by Yang Chen.

Ten minutes later, Yang Chen finally stopped tormenting her, feeling satisfied after releasing some of his pent-up energy from the past few days.

Mo Qianni glared at Yang Chen with a mix of resentment and defiance. "You will bring Rose down, won't you?"

Yang Chen kissed her cheek and said, "I didn't expect you to care so much about Rose, Little Qian Qian. It seems if I don't let you see her embarrassed today, you'll hate me forever."

"Hmph, I'm not that petty," Mo Qianni replied stubbornly. "I'm just being loyal. Since she's also your woman, she should get the same treatment."

"Tsk tsk... So this is how women show loyalty," Yang Chen said, pretending to be serious.

Mo Qianni ignored him, pushing him away. "Hurry up and go. Don't let Rose escape!"

Yang Chen pinched her delicate nose and mumbled, "Little troublemaker," before laughing and running upstairs.

Rose, who had overheard some of their conversation from upstairs, knew she couldn't avoid Yang Chen. Not wanting to be pinned down on the stairs like Mo Qianni, she had quickly gotten into bed, pretending to be asleep.

Yang Chen saw through her little act immediately. His appetite had been whetted, and with Mo Qianni now exhausted, he couldn't bear to push her any further. But Rose had more stamina, and he wasn't going to let her off the hook.

Turning on the light in Rose's room, Yang Chen unceremoniously pulled the blanket off her.

Rose, who had changed into a silk nightgown, shielded her eyes from the bright light and mumbled, "Hubby, I'm tired. Let's talk tomorrow."

"Rose darling, your acting skills wouldn't pass for a second-rate actor," Yang Chen said, shaking his head.

Realizing that playing the pity card wouldn't work, Rose sat up seriously and said, "Hubby, do you know what I did today?"

"What did you do?" Yang Chen asked.

"I went to discuss the expansion into the Fujian region with President Liu Qingshan of the Qinglong Association. The An family has agreed to be our business partners, and we plan to start negotiations with some local toughs there next month," Rose said seriously.

Yang Chen shrugged, "Alright, I got it. Now that you're done talking, let's get down to business."

Seeing Yang Chen about to pounce, Rose knew she couldn't avoid it. Though she didn't hate it—in fact, she liked it—she didn't want Mo Qianni to watch the show. Blushing, she said, "Hubby, wait a moment. Can we do it in my room? Please, not downstairs."

Yang Chen's hand had already wrapped around Rose. Due to her martial arts training, her body had a firm yet unusual feel to it.

"No problem, we'll stay here. Besides, it looks like a certain little vixen couldn't wait and climbed up herself," Yang Chen said, nodding toward the door.

Rose turned around in surprise and saw Mo Qianni standing angrily at the door, clearly waiting to watch the scene unfold.

Before Rose could think about what to do, Yang Chen eagerly pounced on her...

In the deep night, within the dark and fragrant boudoir, passion overflowed, and soft moans filled the room.