I am not just a tycoon

Loo Zhen is also someone with experience; seeing this, she felt a thrill inside and quickly got up to return to her room.

With the postnatal period over, it's time to keep making babies.

Already having a daughter, having a son would be even better.

Thinking about possibly having another grandchild to hold at this time next year, Loo Zhen couldn't suppress her grin.

In the household, Lih Xiao sat by Shen Yuan, full of tender charm, softly asking, "Will you be staying here tonight?"

"What else? It's so late now."

Lih Xiao showed her bashfulness, "It's not even a month yet..."

"Round it up, it's already a month."

Shen Yuan held Lih Xiao's soft shoulder, feeling the warmth and plumpness, his fingers sinking into the rich flesh, much juicier than before the pregnancy.

Lih Xiao gently shook her head, "Still, no."

With her saying no to this and that, Shen Yuan wouldn't allow her to refuse; otherwise, all his effort would be directed towards her sister.

"Come on, let's go."

Shen Yuan held her close, moving towards the room.

Lih Xiao's face turned red down to her neck, speechless, ".... engorged."

"No problem, no problem."

Dealing with breast engorgement, Shen Yuan certainly knew how to manage it.

Massaging is necessary; the technique matters. Sucking requires skill, too.

Shen Yuan's skills are top-notch; he'd even learned a few tricks online.

Lih Xiao buried her head in embarrassment, "Maybe let the maternity maid handle it."

"Why bother the maternity maid with this? I can handle it myself."

Shen Yuan pulled Lih Xiao into the room without giving her a chance to protest.

He shut the door and locked it, glancing at their daughter, who was sleeping in the crib, then led her to the bed.

The hem of Lih Teacher's clothes was lifted by Shen Yuan despite her resistance, revealing the wealth of the household.

Like fragrant steamed buns, enticing and alluring.

Shen Yuan judged that even at their peak, Coach Liew or Dai Lu wouldn't be a match.

Next came unblocking the milk ducts, then the simultaneous action of taking and tasting.

Lih Xiao bit her lip hard, unable to match Shen Yuan's strength, surrendering to his whims.

Slowly, her body grew warm, resigning to fate, she closed her eyes.

Letting him mess around with her was better than him troubling other women outside...

"Mmm hmm..."

....

As Shen Yuan reached his peak in the plot, Loo Zhen was in her bedroom talking over the phone with Lih Shenghua.

Old Lih was out on a job during the New Year and hadn't been around, not even on the day Little Hanhan was born, except he saw through the videos Loo Zhen sent.

He felt quite regretful.

"Is Little Han asleep?"

Lih Shenghua asked.

"Asleep, it's past 8 o'clock; how could he not be?"

Loo Zhen laughed and said, "Do you want to see the baby? Make a video call tomorrow during the day."

On the phone, Lih Shenghua suddenly sighed, his tone becoming gloomy, "No, I wanted to talk about Mengmeng."

Loo Zhen frowned, "Why bring this up again? Didn't you say not to mention it?"

Two months ago, Lih Shenghua came to visit his daughter, stayed for a few days, and Shen Yuan accompanied him for a few.

However, being a veteran detective, he unintentionally caught some signals in his younger daughter Lih Meng's eyes.

He noticed that the way Lih Meng looked at Shen Yuan was always somewhat strange, and she seemed to deliberately avoid and dodge.

Almost like she had a guilty conscience.

Having interrogated criminals and studied psychology, he knew that unless someone's trying to mask their thoughts intentionally, such expressions wouldn't appear.

According to his seasoned judgment and observations over those days, it's highly probable that his younger daughter, Lih Meng, had developed feelings for Shen Yuan.

This was unexpected.

Initially, he hadn't brought up the matter because Lih Xiao was already in the late stages of pregnancy, and the priority was ensuring the child was born safely.

But now that the postnatal recovery was nearly complete, Lih Shenghua thought it necessary to address the issue, as he couldn't sleep soundly these recent days.

Having already married off one daughter, surely he couldn't send off another?

While the situation was still within control, it was time to extinguish the spark promptly.

Lih Shenghua proposed, "It's not right to keep Mengmeng living with her sister; why don't we let Mengmeng move out?"

Loo Zhen pondered for a while, "We should find a rationale for it."

"Think about it carefully."

"...Actually, it's not impossible."

"?"

In the hotel room, Lih Shenghua's eyes widened, "What do you mean?"

Loo Zhen explained, "You said Shen Yuan hasn't noticed anything amiss, indicating Shen Yuan presumably has no ideas. We don't need to overly interfere. Besides, if that day ever comes, our Mengmeng surely... "

"Stop there... you're crazy!"

Lih Shenghua's face turned a grim shade, "What kind of propriety is this?"

"You, your thinking is too rigid. Children have their fortunes; just let things take their natural course."

Loo Zhen wasn't entirely against the idea. When she thought about it, it seemed plausible. After all, Mengmeng couldn't find a better match than Shen Yuan. Better keep the resources in the family.

In this way, she wouldn't feel inferior.

Though it would mean aggrieving Xiaoxiao.

But Xiaoxiao is so understanding; even if this day were to come, she should be able to accept it....

In fact, Loo Zhen wasn't aware that even before giving birth to Little Hanhan, Lih Xiao had accepted Fang Minhui's presence.

Once such things are set in motion, they tend to escalate gradually.

She's already accepted the women outside; accepting her own sister was just a matter of time.

However, Lih Shenghua utterly rejected the idea, saying, "I think you're crazy!"

"I won't argue with your outdated mindset. Truth is, if Mengmeng marries an ordinary, mediocre man later, can you accept it, and will she be truly happy?"

"Even if she can accept it, you'll feel discomfort in your heart, won't she feel inferior in front of Xiaoxiao and Shen Yuan, won't she feel immense pressure...? Think carefully if it's reasonable."

Loo Zhen didn't care much, ended the call after her piece.

Listening to the "beep beep beep" of the busy tone, father Lih Shenghua wore a worried expression; perhaps there's some truth in what was said.

But surely there wouldn't come a day like that?

At this time, the room was opened, and a colleague who was also on assignment with him looked at Lih Shenghua's bitter face in surprise.

"Old Lih, what's up?"

From his perspective, Old Lih was a winner in life; his daughter married a wealthy man, bought a new house, and even drove the latest M9.

What trouble could he possibly have?

With an indescribable twitch in his mouth, Lih Shenghua slowly raised his head, "Got any cigarettes?"

"..."

At 10:30 p.m., Teacher Lih fell into a deep sleep.

She, having been in drought for a long time, succumbed quickly once Shen Yuan started.

Furthermore, Shen Yuan noticed her physical condition was even more sensitive compared to before the pregnancy.

Was it due to childbirth, or was it simply because she hadn't experienced intimacy for too long?

Even Wu Cheng felt like he was pulling a heavy load.

Emerging from the shower, Shen Yuan saw a message from Lih Meng.

"Not here yet?"

Little troublemaker, what's the rush?

Shen Yuan tucked in Lih Teacher and Little Hanhan, and then quietly slipped out of the room, cautiously closing the door.

He made his way to the living room, like an FBI agent scanning the surroundings to ensure his mother-in-law Loo Zhen and the maternity maid weren't around, then pushed open Lih Meng's door.

Inside, only a lamp was lit, Lih Meng sat by the bed, her soft gaze fixed on Shen Yuan.

She was still wearing the coat she had worn outside, but as their eyes met, Lih Meng slowly removed her coat, revealing the snug beige turtleneck sweater beneath.

At this moment, she was nothing like her rebellious self who clashed in the living room, filled only with desire and anticipation.

Clearly, she was relapsing.

"Brother-in-law, you finally came."

Lih Meng stood up charmingly, her curves accentuated by the tight-fitting pants, and she began to remove her sweater but was stopped by Shen Yuan's hand.

"No, keep this sweater on."