Chapter 109: Maximizing Profits

Lin Meng had to admit, he was tempted. What man wouldn’t want to conquer a few more women? Still, he was far from letting his lower half do all the thinking.

"Sister Yan, even if it’s like you say, would your aunt agree? And her husband—have you thought about the consequences if he finds out?"

Zhu Yan furrowed her delicate brows, genuinely considering his questions. After a moment, as if making a firm decision, she said, "Sweet brother, I know all this. Don’t worry. As long as you agree, just follow my lead. I’ll take responsibility for whatever happens."

"But..." Lin Meng was still a little worried.

Left with no other choice, Zhu Yan shook his arm and acted coy. "Sweet brother... no, Daddy. Please just help me. If we succeed, my aunt and I will serve you together. Don’t you want to see what that feels like?"

"Alright then. What’s your plan?" Lin Meng swallowed hard, completely out of reasons to refuse. The thought of having both Zhu Yan and her aunt serving him at the same time was simply too irresistible to turn down!

"You know that aphrodisiac massage, right? When the time comes, we’ll do this..." Even though they were the only ones in the room, Zhu Yan subconsciously lowered her voice out of a guilty conscience.

Lin Meng nodded, his anticipation growing. His member’s reaction, however, was far more astonishing.

Noticing this, Zhu Yan teased with a smile, "My sweet brother, your mouth says no, but your body is so honest. Are you already dying to take my aunt?"

"Oh, so you call me Daddy a minute ago, and now you dare to mock me? Let’s see how I punish you." Feigning anger, Lin Meng tackled Zhu Yan to the bed. He grabbed her fair legs, forcefully parting them and pressing them against her chest.

"Daddy, I know I was wrong," Zhu Yan’s face paled as she hastily surrendered and begged for mercy. "Please let me go. I really can’t take any more down there."

Lin Meng glanced down and found that her tender pink folds hadn’t even fully closed yet, looking red and swollen. It seemed she truly couldn’t handle another round. But his own fire had been completely stoked; the aching hardness was unbearable.

Knowing this, Zhu Yan considerately sat up. She leaned over Lin Meng’s waist, parted her red lips, and gently took him into her mouth, slowly working him back and forth.

One hour later.

With another release, Lin Meng was finally fully satisfied. Exhausted, Zhu Yan collapsed onto the bed, drenched in sweat and melting into a puddle of mush. The two lay side by side, basking in the blissful afterglow.

"Sweet brother, can you stay tonight? I want you here with me." Zhu Yan wrapped her arms around his neck, her eyes rippling with affection.

"Sure. I’ll let my family know." Faced with such melting tenderness, Lin Meng couldn’t bring himself to refuse. He pulled out his phone and sent a message to his stepmother.

"You’re so good to me," Zhu Yan murmured. "Honestly, with you by my side, it’s the first time I’ve ever felt like I have a home." Touched, she hugged Lin Meng tighter, wishing she could melt right into his body.

A few hours later.

Having regained some of her strength, Zhu Yan got out of bed to take Lin Meng to a restaurant for dinner. Just as she finished dressing, her phone suddenly rang. She casually answered it, but as she listened to the voice on the other end, her expression darkened.

"I got it. Wait a moment," she replied coldly before hanging up. Turning to Lin Meng, she asked, "Do you remember Guo Lin from last time?"

Lin Meng nodded firmly. "Of course. Did he hold a grudge over the beating I gave him and send someone for revenge?"

"I’m not sure. That was his father, Guo Heng. He said he has urgent business with you, but judging from his tone, it didn’t sound like a revenge plot," Zhu Yan said uncertainly.

Not revenge? Lin Meng’s mind stirred as a faint suspicion formed.

"Sweet brother, this Guo Heng holds quite a bit of influence in the county. Why don’t I just tell him you aren’t here and send him away?" Zhu Yan suggested.

"Sister Yan, you said it yourself—he has a strong background in the county. If we don’t resolve this, he definitely won’t let it go. Call him back and tell him to come up. Let’s see what he actually wants." After a moment’s thought, Lin Meng decided to stand his ground.

"But..." Zhu Yan remained anxious.

"Don’t worry, Sister Yan. I know what I’m doing." Lin Meng smiled with absolute confidence.

Reassured by his demeanor, Zhu Yan said no more and called Guo Heng back.

Five minutes later.

Guo Heng arrived at Zhu Yan’s home. To her surprise, he came alone and showed absolutely no intention of picking a fight.

"Hello, Mr. Guo," Zhu Yan greeted him first.

"Hello, Miss Zhu. I’ve heard all about what happened between you and my son. Please allow me to apologize on his behalf!" Guo Heng stepped forward and gave a deep bow.

Zhu Yan was completely stunned. She never expected Guo Heng to act so subserviently. After all, even though she owned a beauty salon, the two of them were in completely different social classes.

Straightening up, Guo Heng shifted his gaze to Lin Meng. "And you must be Mr. Lin?"

"I am. What can I do for you, Mr. Guo?" Lin Meng asked calmly, neither haughty nor humble.

"Mr. Lin, my son told me about the conflict you two had last time. Did you really see that he had a terminal illness?" Guo Heng asked cautiously.

"I did. Judging from your question, it seems he’s already been diagnosed," Lin Meng said, raising an eyebrow.

"Yes. That same afternoon, my son experienced unstoppable abdominal pain. We took him to the hospital for an examination, and the results showed late-stage colon cancer," Guo Heng replied, taking a deep breath to suppress his grief.

Beside them, Zhu Yan’s eyes widened in shock. She remembered that incident perfectly. At the time, she had assumed Lin Meng was just trying to scare Guo Lin, exactly as he had claimed. But now, it seemed that wasn’t the case at all!

"So, Mr. Guo, you came looking for me... you don’t think I cursed your son with this illness, do you?" Lin Meng asked, feigning ignorance.

"Of course not!" Guo Heng hastily shook his head. "Mr. Lin, my son was entirely at fault for what happened that day, and I’ve already taught him a lesson!

"As for his illness, I’ve consulted renowned doctors all over the country. There is absolutely no possibility of a cure. At best, they can only give him a few more months to live.

"Mr. Lin, since you were able to spot it with just a glance, you are clearly no ordinary person. I came here to beg for your guidance—is there any way to cure him?"

Lin Meng didn’t speak. Instead, he pondered the situation. The Yin Yang Great Dao Skill did indeed contain a method of treatment, but he couldn’t just cure the man’s son for free, could he? He needed to figure out a way to maximize his own benefits.

Seeing his silence, Guo Heng instantly grew frantic. He dropped straight to his knees. "Mr. Lin, I’m begging you! He is my only son. As long as you can cure him, I am willing to offer one million as your consultation fee!"