Chapter 93: Two Gold Bars

After the battle, Yang Xun and Huang Qi lay side by side on the spacious wedding bed, panting heavily.

The air in the room was thick with an intensely intimate scent. The silk sheets on the wedding bed were rumpled and wrinkled, and pillows were strewn haphazardly across it.

On the wall, a massive wedding portrait still hung like a loyal sentinel. In the photo, Xie Haitao's fat, round face beamed down, watching over everything.

From outside the room, the sounds of Xie Haitao and his cronies clinking glasses drifted intermittently through the door.

"C'mon, c'mon, bottoms up!"

"Boss is the man!"

"HAHAHAHA!"

The sounds of boisterous drinking games and clinking glasses created a lively racket.

Xie Haitao, in particular, was bragging and bullshitting to his underlings.

Little did he know that his precious trophy wife had been left utterly spent on the bed by his nemesis, too exhausted to even speak.