Playboy in the City-Chapter 100: Truly a Threesome?

"Ah!"

As the clear fluid gushed out, Ma Xiaorong, her head lowered between Lin Jingyi’s thighs, couldn’t dodge and was sprayed right in the face, even getting some in her mouth.

Immediately, the crystalline liquid dripped down her flushed, charming face.

"Mmph... hahaha..."

Still in the afterglow of her climax, Lin Jingyi heard Ma Xiaorong’s exclamation, let out a soft moan, and then curled up, laughing heartily.

"Sister Jingyi, you call me shameless, but I think you’re far more shameless than I am. You actually squirted!"

Ma Xiaorong wasn’t angry. She laughed, wiping the moisture from her face before giving Lin Jingyi’s blushing buttocks a firm slap. Her fingers brushed against the delicate rosebud, giving it a gentle rub.

"Ah! Xiao Rong, we have to get to work! Why are you still messing around?"

Lin Jingyi rolled to one side, using her remaining strength to pull up her panties and stockings, concealing the incredibly alluring sight.

"Hmph, Sister Jingyi, you can run now, but next time I’m coming to your house. Xiao Yang and I will handle you together, so you won’t be able to escape even if you try."

Ma Xiaorong flicked the droplets from her hands and walked toward the nearby sink.

"Xiao Rong, Xiao Yang dotes on me the most. You’ll be the one suffering then. Besides, Xiao Yang would never force me to do anything."

At the mention of Chen Yang, Lin Jingyi’s confidence and happiness returned.

"Tch, you say that like you know him so well."

Ma Xiaorong pouted. To be honest, Chen Yang’s devotion to Lin Jingyi made her feel a little sour and jealous.

...

「On the other side.」

Zhou Chun was in a good mood as he headed to the hospital for work. 𝐟𝕣𝗲𝕖𝕨𝗲𝐛𝗻𝗼𝐯𝗲𝚕.𝗰𝚘𝐦

Even though his wife had been seen and touched all over during Chen Yang’s treatment, her attitude toward him had improved significantly yesterday. She was much softer and less confrontational, and even his mother-in-law’s expression had warmed considerably. On top of that, Li Yan had painted a tempting picture for him—the benefits of building a good relationship with Chen Yang, treating other important figures together, and cultivating a powerful network of connections. This made Zhou Chun increasingly excited about the future. If this really works out, who knows? Maybe I could become a Vice Dean one day, or even the Dean.

However, just as he arrived, he was summoned into an office by his backer, Vice Dean Song.

"Uncle Song, you wanted to see me?" Entering the office, Zhou Chun greeted Vice Dean Song with a fawning smile and a deep, deferential bow.

"What’s this ’Uncle’ nonsense? At work, you use titles. Don’t you know that?" Song Gangyu frowned in admonishment before placing his teacup on the table. His expression returned to neutral as he said flatly, "Xiao Chun, I heard you’ve had some friction with Dr. Chen?"

"Ah?!"

Song Gangyu’s flat tone exploded in Zhou Chun’s mind. He immediately shook his head, waving his hands in denial. "Uncle Song—ah, no, Dean Song, no, no, absolutely not! I have the utmost respect for Dr. Chen. Just yesterday, I even invited him to my home to treat my wife."

He wasn’t an idiot, and he knew Song Gangyu. He understood that his boss mentioning Chen Yang right now wasn’t to cause trouble for Chen Yang, but for him. He won’t even let me call him Uncle Song and is making me use his formal title. Isn’t it obvious he’s out to get me?

"Really?" Song Gangyu frowned slightly, his skepticism clear.

"Oh, my dear Dean Song, how could I possibly lie to you?"

Zhou Chun’s mind raced, trying to figure out what had happened. Unfortunately, he was so unpopular at the hospital that no one had told him about the previous night’s events. His mistress, the young nurse, hadn’t started her shift yet and was also in the dark.

He defended himself anxiously, "Besides, if you don’t believe me, I can go find Director Li Yan. Director Li brought Dr. Chen over yesterday. I can ask her to explain it to you!"

"That’s enough. What are you so flustered about?" Song Gangyu glared at Zhou Chun. "I don’t care what friction you’ve had with him in the past. You will fix your relationship with him, and quickly. Remember this: from today onward, whether in the hospital or anywhere else, when you see Dr. Chen, you will treat him like he’s your own father. You will not offend or disobey him in the slightest. Do you understand?"

Zhou Chun was his man, and he knew his character all too well. If not for the fact that Zhou Chun knew his place and was generous in showing his respects, he would have fired the bastard long ago. Daring to offend Chen Yang... the man’s courting death.

"Ah?!" Zhou Chun stood there, stunned and incredulous. "Why? Treat him like my father? But...?"

"Just do as you’re told! Cut the nonsense!" Song Gangyu slammed the cup he had just lifted back onto the table. "Listen, I’m telling you this one last time out of respect for your mother. If you dare to offend Dr. Chen again, forget about me—even the Dean himself won’t be able to protect you."

"Do you understand?!"

Zhou Chun’s body shuddered as he snapped back to reality. "Understood, understood."

"Get out."

Song Gangyu waved a hand in irritation, dismissing Zhou Chun. He, on the other hand, had to think about how to build a better relationship with this miracle doctor, Chen Yang, and get closer to him. If he could foster a good relationship with Chen Yang, his position as Vice Dean might just move up a notch.

...

After leaving the office, Zhou Chun didn’t go far. His face was grim as he pulled out his phone and dialed one of his mistresses, the senior head nurse in surgery.

The moment the call connected, he asked directly, "What’s the deal with Chen Yang? What happened at the hospital while I was gone?"

"Oh, Lao Zhou, I wasn’t on duty last night, but I just heard the news. Dr. Chen saved Mr. Xiao last night and managed to connect with the Xiao Family. He’s about to hit the big time! Let me tell you..."

"The Xiao Family."

The name made Zhou Chun freeze on the spot, his mind going blank to whatever else was being said on the phone. He slumped powerlessly against the wall.

It’s over. Li Yan’s grand plan is ruined. Zhou Chun knew how formidable the Xiao Family was. He realized he couldn’t afford to mess with a Chen Yang who had their backing, which also meant Li Yan had lost any leverage she might have had over him.

Maybe... I could have my wife seduce Chen Yang? I could use that to latch onto him...

At that moment, Zhou Chun’s eyes narrowed as he began to plot.

...

After a satisfying meal, Chen Yang said goodbye to Li Yan and went straight to Lin Jingyi’s office.

He couldn’t wait to tell Lin Jingyi the good news—that he’d made five million yuan overnight—and see her get excited.

"Aunt Xiao Rong is here, too."

Entering the office, Chen Yang saw Ma Xiaorong wiping her face. Lin Jingyi’s own face was as red as a ripe peach, which made Chen Yang curious. "Auntie, what happened to you?"

Hearing Chen Yang’s question, a blushing Lin Jingyi shot a glare at Ma Xiaorong.

"Haha!"

Ma Xiaorong just laughed heartily and gave Chen Yang a sly look. "Xiao Yang, your aunt is so excited to hear you saved Mr. Xiao. In fact, she was just discussing with me how the two of us should give you a proper reward—a ’threesome,’ she called it."

Hearing this, Chen Yang’s heart leaped. He looked at Lin Jingyi with eager anticipation and quickly asked, "Auntie, is that true?"