Villain: Starting as a Corrupt Tycoon's Wife

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Tao Yuting was definitely one of the best women he had ever met, and coupled with the relatively conservative family traditions of the Tao family, she was simply his ideal candidate.

And now, someone actually dares to beat them to it!

He could put aside his master's death, but he absolutely could not tolerate being unwittingly cuckolded, and he had to get to the bottom of it.

Once he finds that pretty boy, he will torture him severely with the cruelest methods, making him know the price of having slept with Tao Yuting!

Chapter 89 Party Melee

Lingyun's villa was quite lively tonight.

The gathering, originally planned to be held at Xiang Yao's house, was temporarily moved to Ling Yun's house. The reason given was that some women were worried about not being able to gain an advantage playing away from home, so a relatively fair venue was needed.

There were about ten women in total. In addition to their bodyguards and drivers, Zhou Qiao and Li Mengxuan from Wu Qianyi's hometown also came.

Li Mengxuan, the female village chief of Taoyuan Village, had been to the capital before and had seen its prosperity, but this was Zhou Qiao's first time. When she first entered the house, she only dared to sit on the sofa and chat with Bai Xin, who was about the same age as her. She didn't dare to move around, for fear of breaking something.

The female bodyguards sat together spontaneously. Since there were no outsiders present today, they could relax a little.

Fang Muqing's bodyguard is named An Yun, a late-stage Qi Refining cultivator, who was assigned by her family to protect her. Ling Shuang and Xiang Yao's bodyguard is named Xiao Ling. Ling Yun has met her quite a few times, but Xiao Ling now seems a little embarrassed whenever they make eye contact.

Ling Lan goes without saying; she's Ling Yun's battle maid. Just sitting there, her aura of keeping strangers at bay is so strong it could almost freeze into ice.

Xiang Yao's driver, Chen Jiali, was also sitting on their side; the four women were just enough to make a mahjong table.

In order to be absolutely loyal to their employers, they sacrificed their personal time and interpersonal relationships.

But the women didn't treat them as outsiders; they all regarded them as confidantes and rarely hid anything from them. They even knew exactly how many moles each of them had.

Ling Lan sat for a while, and seeing that all the women had arrived and the atmosphere was lively, she went to the kitchen to start preparing.

Fang Muqing's chef, Yue Jia, was also brought along. Today, Yue Jia was in charge of Western cuisine, while Ling Lan was in charge of Chinese cuisine. Yue Jia was also secretly competing with her, wanting to see just how capable this overrated older sister maid really was.

Outside, some were playing cards, some were chatting, and some were watching TV, while Ling Yun and Ling Shuang were sparring in the bathroom.

Ling Shuang, with her hands gripping the sink and her beautiful buttocks sticking out high, couldn't help but burst into song under the young man's strength.

Ling Yun held her slender waist tightly, his lower abdomen slapping against her full buttocks. Her hourglass figure created an extremely exaggerated waist-to-hip ratio. Although her waist was so slender it could be encircled with one hand, her buttocks were unusually full and firm. They bounced back loudly when bumped, with almost no excess fat. Any more would make her look fat, and any less would lack charm.

The female CEO's breasts were also swaying violently. Soon, the young man supported her with his large hands, and before long, she collapsed onto the platform.

After she caught her breath, Ling Yun lifted one of her beautiful legs and continued his attack from the side and behind.

Looking at her reflection in the mirror, Ling Shuang disregarded her embarrassment and could only pray that someone would hear her voice and come to her aid, otherwise she feared she was doomed.

Unfortunately, no other women came until the volcano erupted.

She was stuffed until she was like a cream puff, lying on the ground disheveled, her face pressed against the cold floor, finally getting a moment to catch her breath.

Before he could rest properly, Ling Yun knelt down in front of her again.

"Lingyun, no... it's really not going to work..."

Ling Shuang only had the strength to shake her head, hoping he would let her off the hook.

"It's okay, it will be fine soon."

"You bastard, you have so many women outside, why don't you go find them, but you only target me and bully me?" Ling Shuang was on the verge of tears.

Perhaps heaven heard her call, because Xiang Yao happened to be washing her hands in the bathroom when she heard her daughter's voice at the door. Out of curiosity, she pushed open the door.

"I was wondering where you guys went. Turns out you didn't invite me to the party."

She leaned against the doorframe with her arms crossed, and seeing her daughter's pleading expression, she felt sorry for her and closed the door to come in.

"Stop bullying my daughter. If you have any problems, come at me instead."

"This is what you said."

Ling Yun immediately withdrew his gun and retreated, grabbing her legs and pinning her against the door.

Half an hour later, Ling Yun straightened his clothes and walked out the door, leaving the two women in a mess.

After listening to the women's conversation for a while and finding it uninteresting, Ling Yun went to get intimate with his school beauty and mother-in-law.

He had just released his pent-up anger twice, and the anger he had been suppressing for the day had subsided for the time being, but he felt aroused again by the two women who looked almost identical.

At first, Bai Xin and Bai Ning were only being intimate with him through their clothes, but after they got carried away, they didn't care about all the eyes watching them and went straight for real.

The other women were fine, but the expressions of the women at the bodyguards' table were quite interesting.

An Yun had never seen such a scene before; her mouth was agape, almost big enough to stuff Xiao Lingyun inside.

Xiao Ling had never seen Ling Yun make love to any woman other than Yao Shuang. Watching the chaotic scene was both novel and familiar, and she unknowingly became mesmerized.

Chen Jiali was older and had no experience in this area. She originally intended to step aside, but seeing that the other women were watching, she decided to watch openly as well.

The conflict spread from the two Bai family daughters to the assistant and Qiaoqiao, and then Li Mengxuan, Tao Yuting and Fang Muqing joined the fray, turning the entire Shanxi-Northwest region into chaos.

Chef Yue Jia also heard the commotion outside, and his hand holding the knife almost slipped from his grasp.

Do you want some headphones?

Ling Lan took out a pair of Bluetooth earphones, which Yue Jia gratefully accepted. After putting them on and listening to the music, he calmed down a bit.

After a while, Ling Lan came out with the dishes. Looking at the women surrounding Ling Yun like stars around the moon, she silently placed the plates on the table.

The optimal shelf life of each dish is actually less than 30 minutes, so cooking and eating at the same time is the ultimate enjoyment.

Lingyun was also hungry after working so hard for so long. After basking in the women's pretty faces, he told them to tidy up and come to the table to eat.

However, their approach was simpler and more direct: they consumed all the nutrients without wasting a single drop.

Logically speaking, saliva should gradually become smelly, but women who have been irrigated by Lingyun don't have this problem; in fact, their periods even stop.

At first, Bai Xin thought she was pregnant when she didn't come, but she secretly went to the hospital for a checkup and found that she was fine. Later, she asked Ling Yun and found out that it was the effect of the milk.

Menstruation is not a pleasant thing for women. When it comes, they feel upset and anxious, and when it doesn't come, they worry even more. This solution addresses the problem at its source, making them even more dependent on Lingyun.

The women chatted happily during the meal, but they all knew that the main event of the day would be after dinner, when another chaotic battle would surely ensue.

Sure enough, after the dishes were cleared away and Ling Lan had just wiped the table clean, Ling Yun picked her up and placed her on the table...

As November approached, the weather was getting cooler, but tonight at the Ling family villa, even with the air conditioning on, everyone was still sweating from the heat.

They didn't fall asleep until dawn.

The huge bedroom was filled with white bodies, and Lingyun couldn't tell who was next to her for a moment.

The Blazing Sun Technique had made a great contribution without anyone noticing. Even though defeating Zhang Yi last time didn't bring any feedback on his cultivation level, after this period of fierce battle, Ling Yun had broken through from the early stage of the Profound Realm to the middle stage, and his strength had increased considerably.

The turning point for a martial artist is the Marrow Cleansing Realm. Once they reach this realm, their physical body reaches the limit of a normal human. Beyond that, they rely on true qi and other means to enhance their own defense.

However, Ling Yun hoped to reach the Innate Realm as soon as possible. The value of the three-foot qi wall was self-evident. It also allowed him to use his divine sense to perceive every blade of grass and tree around him. Even through a thick wall, he could sense the presence behind it, unless the other party was of a similarly high level and could conceal their aura.

Lingyun closed his eyes, but Xiao Ai sent him a notification at that moment.

Chapter 90 Earning Points for Free

[Congratulations, brother, on successfully winning over a female lead! You've earned 5000 points!]

[Congratulations, brother, on successfully winning over a female lead! You've earned 3000 points!]

Eh, that’s not right!

Ling Yun sat up in bed. He had only spent the night with his harem. Where did these points come from?

His gaze swept across the group of women, and he quickly noticed two beauties who had previously been unknown.

Li Mengxuan and Zhou Qiao.

They have both become the new female leads, but they don't have identities yet.

Taoyuan Village, which produced the protagonist Liu Ruizhe and the female lead Wu Qianyi, must be extraordinary. It wouldn't be surprising if it produced a few more female leads.

"Xiao Ai, what's going on?"

[This is actually a chain reaction caused by the older brother!]

"chain reaction?"

Because the older brother is the main antagonist of this world, the protagonists' ultimate goal is to defeat him and achieve their respective storylines' endings. The female leads and supporting characters, seemingly important figures in the protagonists' storylines, are actually merely mediums through which the protagonists and their brothers are connected, directly or indirectly.

"In other words, a seemingly ordinary beautiful woman could be a potential leading lady or supporting actress?"

[That's about it! Little Ai is here to remind you, brother, while you're capturing the hearts of the female leads and supporting actresses, don't forget those characters who don't yet have identities—they might come in very handy in the future! Actually, I'm a little bit dissatisfied with your performance tonight. Yue Jia, Chen Jiali, and Xiao Ling are all innocent, and their looks and figures aren't bad either. If it were my brother, he'd definitely...swipe his big stick and take them all!]

"All this talk you've given me is just to get me to expand my harem, isn't it?"

[Hehe, you can't really say that. It's just that I feel my brother values ​​the "female lead" and "female supporting character" a little too much. He just goes for it whenever he sees someone suitable, fully displaying his villainous charm!]

According to Xiao Ai's logic, the more women she sleeps with, the greater the probability of getting involved with the protagonist.

This is not a bad idea; it can speed up the frequency with which he defeats the protagonist.

In these storylines, the relationship between the protagonist and the female lead is often quite delicate: the protagonist is usually in a state of unrequited love, and no matter how much he gives, he can hardly win the female lead's favor, while he, the antagonist, can easily win their hearts and minds. Moreover, the protagonists' behavior often deviates from the norm and does not conform to the narrative patterns of typical male-oriented novels.

Take Zhang Yi as an example. He was reborn before the apocalypse, and his actions of hoarding supplies and building fortresses were reasonable. However, he didn't think of purchasing the weapons and equipment needed for self-defense, and he didn't even set up basic surveillance or traps. What's even more puzzling is that he had funds but didn't know to buy in bulk through distributors. Instead, he chose to buy small items at supermarkets. This plot setting is very similar to some female-oriented post-apocalyptic short stories that Ling Yun had read before.

Is it really God's milk, or God's deity?

Wow, that's terrifying to think about!

He currently has over 10,000 points, and he forcibly suppressed the urge to buy another power armor, falling asleep with Fang Muqing beside him.

He woke up feeling comfortable.

Opening his eyes, Ling Yun looked at the purple-haired beauty sitting on him, her body undulating. He arched his back and took the initiative to strike upwards.

Fang Muqing's regular exercise proved useful at this moment.

She crouched on Ling Yun, her hands resting on the young man's chest, enduring his brute strength.

Lingyun's abdomen and inner thighs collided repeatedly with her plump buttocks, producing crisp and pleasant sounds.

The commotion woke up the other women one by one, and soon cheerful symphony filled the room again.

Women's favorite breakfast is naturally milk, while Lingyun's is bread.

The porridge that Ling Lan had cooked early in the morning was gradually devoured by them. Yue Jia was humbled and asked Ling Lan for cooking tips, and she generously shared her knowledge, hoping that he could help her order later.

Lingyun, having eaten and drunk his fill, was not idle. At least little Lingyun was never idle. He was either exploring the mysteries of the secluded valley or rubbing against the mountain peaks and red lips to generate heat.

He sprayed thick milk into the beautiful teacher's lower abdomen, and the battle that morning came to a temporary end.

It's not that he's no longer capable, but rather that they've been fighting one battle after another. Even with the milk to restore their strength, they're starting to feel the strain. After all, they're all just ordinary people, and none of them are particularly strong.

Aside from Ling Lan, Ling Yun hasn't sparred with any other female martial artists yet. He wonders if those who practice martial arts have a more refined inner strength.

Cultivation is a tough job. He asked the women, and apart from two or three who said they could give it a try, the others were not interested or even kept their distance.

The reasons were varied and even made Ling Yun laugh and cry.

His concerns about gaining muscle and becoming a tomboy after practicing martial arts left him speechless.

How is this any different from those women who go to the gym for a few days and then claim their arms have gotten bigger?

If muscles were really that easy to build, there wouldn't be people in the bodybuilding world ascending to steroid planets every day.

If they don't like it, so be it. Martial arts cultivation is just a helpless measure due to the lack of spiritual energy on Blue Star. It is indeed not suitable for everyone and is far inferior to the methods of cultivating immortality.

After lunch, most women chose to take a nap, but the two beautiful women joined forces to approach Ling Yun at this time.

Compared to the other women, Xiang Yao and Fang Muqing are significantly more powerful in combat.

His face was obscured by Madam Fang's doughy face, while Madam Xiang sat on his lower abdomen, constantly twisting her waist. The two women's plump flesh covered his strong body, attempting to challenge his authority.

The idea was good, but the price was high.

After Xiang Yao, whose eyes rolled back from being bumped by Ling Yun, collapsed, Fang Muqing was picked up by him again.

Unlike when she was holding Wu Qianyi, Fang Muqing's alluring figure was more impactful, making Xiang Yao stare in disbelief.

After a period of jolting, Ling Yun pressed her down on the bed and thrust into her again. When he was nearing his limit, Xiang Yao crawled over and shared the holy water with her.

Afterwards, the two girls nestled in his arms, one on each side, their small hands drawing circles on the young man's chest, their red lips adorning his chest and neck with strawberries.

If Ling Yun were an ordinary person, putting aside the issue of being drained, it would take him a week for the hickeys to heal. Now, he can restore his skin to its original state simply by circulating his cultivation technique slightly.

This piqued the interest of the two women, who kept sucking on it to see how long it would take to subside.

After provoking Lingyun's anger, they were inevitably whipped again until their legs trembled and they could no longer stand up.

Ling Yun felt that he was living too comfortably and had no sense of vigilance that a villain should have. He only knew how to indulge in beautiful women.