Playboy in the City-Chapter 103: The Beautiful Black Stockings Under the Table

To be honest, compared to the beautiful and noble Xiao Huiyun, he preferred a pure but sexy girl like Xiao Wuyue, who had a sweet face but a sensual style. It wasn’t just Xiao Wuyue; beside her, Xiao Qing also caught his eye with her knee-length black and white dress, which perfectly complemented her unique, mature charm.

I have a good feeling about these two women. Chen Yang thought to himself.

Of course, he didn’t let it show. After a brief glance, his gaze fell upon Xiao Huiyun, who was wearing a short skirt and black stockings. She smiled, giving him a reassuring look.

"Haha, the Divine Doctor’s presence truly makes this humble abode shine," Mr. Xiao said, stepping forward to greet Chen Yang personally. "This old man must first thank you, my benefactor, for giving me face by coming."

"Mr. Xiao, you flatter me," Chen Yang replied with a polite smile. His calm and unpretentious demeanor confirmed for Mr. Xiao that he hadn’t misjudged the man.

Chen Yang is clearly no mere fish in a pond.

Beside them, Chen Jiali was stunned to see the extraordinary welcome Chen Yang received from the Xiao Family. Mr. Xiao was a major figure she had only ever seen on television since she was a child. To see this titan of a man greet Chen Yang with such humility felt like a dream.

"And who might this be?" Mr. Xiao asked, turning his gaze to Chen Jiali.

Xiao Mohong, Xiao Huiyun, and the others also turned to look at the unfamiliar woman. Xiao Wuyue, in particular, furrowed her brow slightly, a hint of hostility in her eyes. She must be a competitor for Chen Yang’s affection.

Xiao Qing, however, was merely curious, and her estimation of Chen Yang rose. To dare bring another woman to the Xiao Family’s home... this Divine Doctor must possess absolute confidence.

"This is my friend," Chen Yang explained. "She ran into some trouble on the way here, so she came with me."

Xiao Wen stepped forward and quietly relayed the events that had transpired outside the park to Mr. Xiao and Xiao Mohong.

"HMPH." Upon hearing the story, Mr. Xiao snorted coldly and shot a displeased look at Xiao Mohong. "Mohong, you are now the acting high official. You need to get a tighter grip on things. I will not allow such brazen atrocities to occur in broad daylight under the Xiao Family’s governance in Jinshui. Do you understand?"

"Yes, Dad. Don’t worry. I will begin to rectify this matter as soon as I get back," Xiao Mohong promised, a murderous glint flashing in his eyes. He couldn’t believe something like this had happened precisely when they had invited Chen Yang as a guest. It’s like someone was deliberately trying to cause trouble for me.

"Miss Chen, I am truly sorry for the fright you’ve had," Xiao Mohong said, turning to Chen Jiali with an apologetic expression.

"No, no, it’s nothing! I’m fine," Chen Jiali stammered, nearly scared out of her wits. Of course, she recognized Xiao Mohong—he was the major figure who appeared on television almost daily. Having him apologize to her in person sent her heart into a panicked flutter.

"Alright, alright, let’s not stand around at the gate. Let’s go inside and talk," Xiao Huiyun said, ever the considerate hostess. She smiled and took Chen Jiali’s trembling, pale arm. "Come, Jiali. Let’s go inside. Don’t be nervous, just treat this place as your own home."

"O-okay, thank you..." Chen Jiali was so nervous she wanted to turn and run from this impossibly prestigious place. But I can’t, she thought. I can’t leave. I can’t embarrass Chen Yang.

"So, what is your relationship with Divine Doctor Chen?" Xiao Wuyue asked, sidling up and grabbing Chen Jiali’s other arm, beginning her interrogation.

Beside them, Xiao Qing just shook her head with a helpless smile. My little sister is so transparent; she has no subtlety at all.

"Haha, Divine Doctor Chen, this way please," Mr. Xiao said, enthusiastically taking Chen Yang’s arm and leading him into the villa. Xiao Mohong and Xiao Wen followed close behind, smiling in accompaniment.

"Mr. Xiao, you can just call me Xiao Chen or Chen Yang. Being called Divine Doctor over and over feels a bit strange." Truthfully, I don’t really like the title ’Divine Doctor’, Chen Yang thought. Having received the Green Jade inheritance, I should be called an Immortal Doctor!

"In that case, I will take the liberty of my age and call you Xiao Chen," Mr. Xiao said, inwardly delighted. This friendly attitude makes it clear that Chen Yang is willing to align himself with the Xiao Family. Otherwise, he wouldn’t have suggested such a familiar form of address.

Entering the villa and seeing the decor, Chen Yang finally realized he had been a frog in a well. The opulence was beyond anything he could have imagined.

Once they were seated, Mr. Xiao directly produced a Purple Sandalwood Box and handed it to Chen Yang personally. "Xiao Chen, this is an Exotic Treasure I collected in my early years. It seems quite magical, but my family has no idea how to use it. Now, I am giving it to you."

Hearing the words "magical Exotic Treasure," Chen Yang’s eyes instantly lit up. With my profound power of life and death, my status as a fifth-level Qi Refinement Immortal Doctor, and the Green Jade inheritance, I love these kinds of Exotic Treasures more than anything.

With that thought, he accepted the Purple Sandalwood Box and eagerly opened it. Immediately, nine jade needles appeared before him. They looked as if they were carved from Red Jade, covered in mysterious, intricate patterns.

"These patterns are...?!" Chen Yang instantly recognized the origin of the nine jade needles and reached out to take them.

"Patience, my little miracle worker," Mr. Xiao chuckled, seeing Chen Yang’s expression and knowing his gift was a success. He reached over, closed the box, and placed it beside Chen Yang. "Take it home and study it slowly. Too many prying eyes here."

"Mr. Xiao, this gift is too valuable," Chen Yang said, reaching to push the box back. No one knew its true worth better than he did.

"Hah! No matter how valuable it is, can it be more valuable than my life?" Mr. Xiao said, waving his hand dismissively.

"Exactly, Brother Chen," Xiao Mohong chimed in. "Compared to my father’s life, these are merely material possessions. The fact that you can use them means they were destined to be yours. Today, they have simply found their rightful owner."

"Alright, alright! Let the family banquet begin! Mohong, go fetch that treasured wine I’ve been saving. I want to have a good drink with Xiao Chen today!"

At Mr. Xiao’s command, the feast began. The room filled with laughter and cheerful conversation as glasses were raised and toasts were made. The atmosphere was incredibly relaxed and joyful. Sitting beside Chen Yang, even the tense Chen Jiali finally began to unwind. Xiao Wuyue had also gotten the answers she was looking for and realized that Chen Jiali was not the love rival she had imagined.

After several rounds of drinks, Xiao Wuyue and Xiao Qing, both lightweights, excused themselves to go have some juice to sober up.

Chen Yang was in the middle of savoring a large lobster when he suddenly felt something press against his leg. With a flicker of his spiritual sense, he saw that Xiao Huiyun, who was still chatting with Chen Jiali, had slipped her delicate, black-stockinged foot between his thighs. Through the fine mesh of the stockings, her nimble pink toes began to move, deftly rubbing against him.

The sensation sent a secret thrill through him. He glanced at Xiao Huiyun, whose expression remained perfectly composed, and inwardly marveled at her nerve. This vixen is daring. Her own father is sitting right here!

"This is..." At that moment, Chen Jiali, who had been looking down to wipe her mouth, suddenly caught sight of the scene under the table. She instantly froze.