Chapter 532: 532 The unconscious woman
Zhao An was still in the hospital, undergoing blood and hair tests, using hacking techniques to access data and compare the results.
The research archives were deserted, leaving him alone. So he confidently performed all sorts of incredible operations. As he compared the data on the computer screen, a shocking criminal strategy emerged.
It wasn't that Zhao An intended to commit a crime, but rather that he had seen someone else's criminal strategy. It was truly audacious. He had been suspicious since hearing them speak Korean, but now, with the comparison, he was almost certain of the truth.
While pondering this, Zhao An received a call. "Hmm? Okay, sure. You're doing great. I'll be there now."
After hanging up and gathering the evidence, Zhao An knew the Tang Group was going to be in trouble this time. Even though it was a scam, who could understand that? It all depended on how much trouble the public relations tactics could solve. Matters involving real money were much harder to resolve, and were bound to drag on for a long time.
Upon exiting the hospital's examination room, he ran into Dean Sun. The old dean had always been respectful and respectful. Fortunately, he had promptly distanced himself from the previous bribery incident, otherwise he would have been in jeopardy. After this experience, he immediately pledged his loyalty to Zhao An. With retirement just a few years away, he wanted to spend the remaining years working diligently.
"What's up, Dean?" Zhao An's expression held a hint of arrogance. Perhaps in the past, he had looked up to a figure of his dean's caliber, but now, it was he who was expected to look up to him.
"No problem, no problem. Young Master An, do you need a checkup soon? I can arrange for a doctor to examine you." Dean Sun made an inviting gesture, inviting the man to his office.
"Not right now. Jin Yuemei works at the hospital, right?" Zhao An inquired.
"Yes, Jin Yuemei is a rare, technically savvy doctor, and she's not so easy to deal with." Dean Sun was a bit embarrassed. He couldn't just do whatever he wanted. Some technically savvy people were indeed difficult to offend. Plus, Jin Yuemei's mother, Zhang Xingrong, was notoriously fickle and wouldn't tolerate any unspoken rules.
"I was just asking, not asking you to prepare anything. Leave those two you mentioned for me. Haha, I'll come see them when I have time." Zhao An waved his hand and left. Lust? He certainly had, but his current attention was focused on Qian Yuling. If he could capture this powerful woman, the benefits would be countless.
The mature women he had previously liked were now pregnant. He could only look at her, not eat her. It was better to see her less often, otherwise it would be very uncomfortable.
"Understood, understood. Take care, Young Master An." Dean Sun kept his head down the entire time, not daring to look at Zhao An, maintaining a humble and respectful attitude.
After arriving at the RV and dozing off for a while, the RV soon arrived at a hotel.
Zhao An followed the room number to a private room. Tang Wu opened the door appropriately, saying, "Young Master An."
"Yes." Zhao An saw Qian Yuling, unconscious at the table, a smile playing on his lips. "You've done very well. I'll also give you some information. Use it wisely. Maybe you can skip the heir position and become the head of the family directly. Haha, go get ready. Remember to be brave."
Zhao An handed Tang Wu a copy of the information and embraced Qian Yuling's delicate, boneless body. He took in her scent, and just a breath of it aroused him, achingly hard. This woman was truly a beauty. Even at her age, she looked like a young woman in her twenties, with no trace of age at all. He would be doing a disservice if he didn't fuck her properly!
He carried Qian Yuling to his RV and made his way to his suburban laboratory. He unpacked the lab equipment, mixed the potion, and began transforming this powerful vixen.
She was one of the few women to have such privileges. Those slutty female anchors didn't have this privilege. They had to be fucked by Zhao An for at least ten years, their pussies ripped open before undergoing the transformation and strengthening process. The potion would maintain her youthfulness and restore her vagina to its virginal tightness.
Making a woman's vagina from tight to loose was an immensely satisfying honor, a form of possession.
The female bodyguard stood silently behind him, seemingly emotionless and loyal like a model soldier. She just stood there. She could drive, handle the office, and even get laid. There was no better bodyguard than her.
Qian Yuling had a strange dream. She dreamed of herself in a wedding dress, entering into marriage with a man. She also dreamed of a man on top of her, a man too young, thrusting and pounding against her voluptuous body. Each time, his penis penetrated her cervix, the impact like a hammer hammering against her heart, prying her heart apart bit by bit.
A sharp pain ripped through her body, and Qian Yuling suddenly woke up, finding herself lying naked inside an instrument. A warm light shone, and the hatch opened.
The first thing she saw upon opening her eyes was Zhao An, smoking a cigarette and typing away on the keyboard. "When you wake up, come out and sit for a while. Take a shower, then eat something."
Qian Yuling didn't ask why. Although she was a little confused, she remembered fainting while eating with her son. Her good impression of Zhao An and Tang Wu instantly plummeted. They raped her like that. Did they really think she was one of those shameless women?
As she sat down, Qian Yuling realized something was amiss. She seemed to have gained strength. She reached out and looked at her fair, white hands. The purple manicure had vanished, replaced by pink, unpainted fingers.
Next to her was a portion of still-warm beef. Qian Yuling grabbed it without a second thought. It was compressed beef with added nutrients, and one piece could satisfy several days' worth of food. Qian Yuling devoured the steak quickly, wiped her mouth, and walked naked into the adjacent transparent shower room to shower, unconcerned about her naked body being visible through the glass.