After the divorce, a wealthy lady confessed her feelings and pursued me

The night is like ink, the city lights start to twinkle, and neon outlines the city's silhouette with increasing allure.

Gao Jun sits alone in the car, his fingertips tapping sporadically on the steering wheel, his gaze passing through the windshield, staring at the faintly visible Rose Villa in the distance.

This European-style building surrounded by lush greenery appears like a mysterious castle in the night, where his beloved Liang Yaqi resides.

Today, he made an important decision—to spend the night at Rose Villa and have an in-depth "exchange" with Liang Yaqi.

In his heart, he's been pondering one matter: trying to persuade Liang Yaqi to take medication.

Thinking of this, Gao Jun's Adam's apple rolled unconsciously; he started the engine and drove toward the villa.

The car slowly drove into the courtyard of the villa, rolling over the gravel path, making a slight sound.

Gao Jun got out of the car, took a deep breath, straightened his clothes, and stepped towards the villa door.

The door was ajar, and warm yellow light spilled through the crack, as if welcoming his arrival.

He pushed open the door, and the familiar scent came rushing in.

In the living room, Liang Yaqi was sitting on the soft sofa, flipping through a fashion magazine.

She was wearing a silk nightgown that outlined her slender figure, with her long hair casually draped over her shoulders, exuding a lazy charm.

Hearing the noise, she lifted her head, her gaze meeting Gao Jun's, her lips curling into a gentle smile: "You're back."

Gao Jun walked to her side, sat down on the sofa, and naturally wrapped his long arm around her shoulder, pulling her into his embrace.

His palm touched Liang Yaqi's slender and soft waist, the delicate sensation making his heart instantly tumultuous, as if a spark was ignited within him, gradually spreading throughout his body.

"Honey." He murmured softly, his voice carrying a barely perceptible hoarseness.

Liang Yaqi felt his strong embrace and scorching gaze, a blush instantly appearing on her cheeks, as enchanting as the blooming peach blossoms in spring.

"Darling..." she responded softly, her voice tender, carrying a hint of shyness.

With only the two of them in the room, such intimate gestures, they both knew what might happen next.

Although Liang Yaqi was a mature woman, the enthusiasm of Gao Jun still made her heart flutter like a little deer.

Gao Jun buried his head in her neck, inhaling the faint fragrance of her perfume, and whispered in her ear with a deep seriousness: "Honey, how about we have another child?"

His breath brushed against Liang Yaqi's sensitive earlobe, causing her body to tremble slightly, her blush deepening.

"Do you really want another one?" Liang Yaqi put down the magazine, turned around, looking at him with bright eyes.

In her heart, she didn't reject the idea of having another child with Gao Jun, after all, their relationship was profound, and a child would be the crystallization of their love.

"Honey, I feel a bit impatient." Gao Jun said, gently landing a kiss on her shimmering earlobe, his hands tightening unconsciously, pulling her closer.

Liang Yaqi hesitated for a moment, gently biting her lower lip: "Darling, I want to wait until our daughter is a bit older, she still needs care now, and I'm worried I won't have enough energy."

"Alright, Honey... " Gao Jun didn't insist; he knew that some things couldn't be rushed, both emotions and life need to proceed gradually. But his yearning didn't diminish, instead became stronger.

"Honey, I plan to stay here tonight, sleep with you, what do you think?" Gao Jun said while caressing Liang Yaqi's silk-stocking-clad beautiful legs, feeling the delicate and smooth texture, his eyes filled with expectation.

Liang Yaqi was slightly stunned, then revealed a gentle smile, nodding lightly: "Okay."

At this moment, her heart was filled with anticipation for the future; spending a lovely evening with the one you love is a romantic moment every woman longs for.

"Honey, can you promise me something?" Gao Jun suddenly spoke, a hint of tension passed through his eyes.

"What is it, tell me." Liang Yaqi looked at him, having a vague guess in her heart, Gao Jun's request might not be simple, but she was still willing to listen.

"Honey, can you take the medication later? Today, I just want to fully relax." Gao Jun mustered the courage to express his thoughts, his gaze tightly following Liang Yaqi's reaction.

Liang Yaqi didn't expect him to make such a request, her face instantly turning hot, making her feel uneasy all over.

It was indeed a bold and bashful request, but looking at Gao Jun's longing eyes, she hesitated for a moment.

Upon careful thought, it seemed acceptable, after all, they were in a close marital relationship.

"Alright, I'll take it later."

Upon hearing Liang Yaqi's agreement, Gao Jun felt relieved, a surge of uncontrollable excitement flooding his heart.

He knew, tonight was destined to be an exhilarating and reckless night.

Not long after, Liang Yaqi took the medication. Looking at her blushing face, Gao Jun's eyes were unable to hide his desire.

He stepped forward, locked the bedroom door with a reverse grip, and walked to Liang Yaqi, first leaving a light kiss on her nose, then dominantly kissing her lips.

Meanwhile, his hands roamed restlessly over Liang Yaqi's silk-stocking-clad beautiful legs, feeling that marvelous sensation, as if touching a rare treasure.

Liang Yaqi closed her eyes, completely captivated by Gao Jun's passion.

Her heart was both nervous and expectant. Without any barriers, tonight's intimate encounter with Gao Jun was bound to bring an unprecedented experience.

Gao Jun held her and moved to the sofa. The two of them intertwined on the soft sofa, love spreading like a tidal wave.

"Luckily, Miaomiao went back to her hometown, or you wouldn't have it so easy." Liang Yaqi teased breathlessly, a slight blush on her face, her eyes full of love.

It was unclear how much time had passed, but the passion gradually faded away.

Gao Jun held Liang Yaqi as they sat on the sofa, quietly watching the night view outside the window.

"Honey, let's go eat," Gao Jun broke the silence, speaking softly.

"Okay." Liang Yaqi stood up, tidied her slightly rumpled clothes and hair, and followed Gao Jun to the living room.

The dining table was already set with a sumptuous dinner, and among them, two plates of enticingly braised abalone were particularly eye-catching.

Looking at the braised abalone, Liang Yaqi couldn't help but recall Gao Jun's obsession with this dish. Every time they met for a meal, this dish was always on the menu.

Whether it was a business banquet or a private meal, as long as there was braised abalone, Gao Jun would enjoy it immensely.

His love for this dish had reached an almost obsessive level.

After dinner, they returned to the bedroom. As soon as they entered, Gao Jun couldn't wait to embrace Liang Yaqi and kiss her again. "Honey…" his voice was full of longing.

"Honey, you're in such a hurry," Liang Yaqi teased coquettishly, a hint of a smile on her face.

"Darling, of course I'm in a hurry. The night is fleeting; we have to make the most of it tonight," Gao Jun said, carrying Liang Yaqi to the bed.

He looked at Liang Yaqi's smooth, beautiful legs, and a thought suddenly crossed his mind: "Honey, do you have black stockings?"

"Yes, they're in the wardrobe," Liang Yaqi said, knowing that Gao Jun loved black stockings the most.

On usual days at the company, to keep things formal, she mostly chose nude stockings.

But at this moment, in front of Gao Jun, none of that mattered as long as he was happy.

Liang Yaqi walked to the wardrobe, took out the black stockings, and slowly put them on in front of Gao Jun.

Her movements were graceful and alluring, her shapely legs tightly wrapped in the stockings, instantly exuding a unique charm.

Gao Jun stared intently at her legs, his eyes filled with amazement and desire.

In his heart, if anyone looked best in black stockings, it might have been Sun Miao.

But at this moment, Liang Yaqi's legs in black stockings had their own distinctive allure, displaying the charm of a mature woman to the fullest.

"Honey, your legs are really beautiful."

Gao Jun sat beside her, gently lifting Liang Yaqi's leg in the black stockings to caress and then gently kiss it.

"Honey…" Liang Yaqi murmured coquettishly, but she did not stop him.

After a night of passion, the next morning, sunlight trickled into the bedroom through the gap in the curtains.

He turned to look at Liang Yaqi who was still asleep beside him, his heart full of love. She was truly an enchantress, captivating him deeply.

As Gao Jun planned to get up quietly without waking Liang Yaqi, she slowly opened her eyes.

Liang Yaqi tried to get up but found her legs trembling uncontrollably, clearly from being overly exhausted the night before.

Her complexion was slightly pale, and she felt incredibly fatigued.

Gao Jun noticed this and instantly felt a pang of concern.

"Honey, if you're not feeling well, just rest, and I'll give you a massage."

As he spoke, he gently placed his hands on Liang Yaqi's weary legs, still in torn stockings, and began to work his magic with adept massage techniques.

Gao Jun's massage skills were always excellent, always making Liang Yaqi feel incredibly comfortable.

With Gao Jun's massage, Liang Yaqi closed her eyes in enjoyment.

As he massaged her, the soreness in her legs gradually eased, but the overall fatigue in her body was not something that could be resolved quickly.

After all, unlike Gao Jun's youthful vitality, she needed more time to recover.

"Later, I'll bring you some breakfast. Just rest today; there's no need to go to work," Gao Jun said tenderly, his eyes full of care.

"Okay," Liang Yaqi replied softly, her heart filled with gratitude.