Wang Bin had probably never seen Xia Xue reach her peak. Unfortunately, Zhang Yang wasn’t a saint either, and he wouldn’t show such a beautiful sight to anyone else.
Thinking this, Zhang Yang felt an extraordinary sense of satisfaction.
Wang Bin, as Xia Xue’s husband in name, had never seen Xia Xue at her most beautiful, yet Zhang Yang could casually watch and touch.
Although Wang Bin couldn’t see inside, he could clearly watch Wang Bin glancing over from time to time.
This tension mixed with excitement was something Zhang Yang couldn’t resist.
Xia Xue proudly arched her full valley, and her delicate body trembled incessantly, a heavy flow of nectar streaming out.
If Zhang Yang hadn’t caught it with his hand, it would have probably dripped onto the seat.
There was another red light and Wang Bin seemed somewhat dissatisfied as Zhang Yang and Xia Xue kept ignoring his greetings.
He had just been quite happy, so why was he being ignored now?
Just as Wang Bin, slightly furious, wanted to ask during the red light interval, the car window finally rolled down again.
However, to Wang Bin’s surprise, this time Xia Xue had put on a mask.
Wang Bin was somewhat amazed, "Wife, why are you ignoring me? And why are you wearing a mask?"
Hearing this, Xia Xue calmly explained, "Who told you to shout in the street? You dare, but I don’t."
Hearing Xia Xue say this, Wang Bin stopped doubting. Just a moment earlier, a terrifying thought had passed through his mind—could anything inappropriate be happening in that car between a lone man and woman?
Wang Bin glanced over at Zhang Yang, who was looking straight ahead without averting his eyes, and felt that he was probably overthinking.
But Wang Bin could never have imagined that although Zhang Yang was looking ahead, his hand was constantly touching his wife below, his hand now filled with the white nectar.
As for why Xia Xue wore the mask, it was because her face was still flushed red, which, if seen by Wang Bin, would certainly have aroused his suspicion.
At that moment, the green light came on, and Zhang Yang didn’t pamper Wang Bin either, stepping on the gas and rushing out first.
This time, Zhang Yang deliberately changed lanes, making it impossible for Wang Bin to keep up with them.
Xia Xue breathed a sigh of relief, then quickly pulled out a tissue and wiped the nectar from Zhang Yang’s hand.
Feeling the lingering fear, she said to Zhang Yang, "I was really scared to death just now. Wang Bin didn’t notice anything, right? I saw him glimpsing over here a lot."
Seeing Xia Xue still nervous, Zhang Yang quickly reassured, "Cousin, don’t worry. With Wang Bin’s personality, if he really suspected something, he would have come straight over earlier."
Hearing Zhang Yang say this, Xia Xue finally relaxed completely.
Then, unable to contain herself, she said, "But that was really thrilling just now, my goodness, both scary and exciting."
"So, cousin, you also kind of tense and thrilling little game now?"
Upon hearing this, Xia Xue’s face was full of caution, "Zhang Yang, what bad ideas are you coming up with again? I’m telling you, you really shouldn’t mess around anymore, I was really scared to death."
"Hehe, got it, cousin," Zhang Yang verbally agreed, but his mind was already scheming what to do next.
Suddenly, Zhang Yang didn’t dislike Wang Bin that much anymore. After all, Wang Bin’s presence acted as a seasoning agent between him and Xia Xue, without whom there wouldn’t be such a tense and exciting interaction.
Seeing that they were about to reach their destination, Zhang Yang didn’t continue with his mischief; instead, he spent the remaining time straightening up Xia Xue’s clothes.
Only, he didn’t know where to throw the tissue stained with nectar.
Seeing this, Zhang Yang took it himself and stuffed it into his pocket.
Xia Xue’s face turned slightly red, realizing that the moisture on her face came from her own sweat, yet Zhang Yang seemed to really like it, as if wanting to do something about it.
"Zhang Yang, remember to find a trash can to throw it away when you get off the car later."
"Mm-hmm, got it," Zhang Yang joyfully agreed.
Moments later, Zhang Yang finally arrived at the entrance of Phoenix Restaurant, where a young greeter approached him. Zhang Yang got out of the car and tossed the keys to the young man.
It was a good thing Xia Xue had mentioned this service earlier; otherwise, Zhang Yang definitely wouldn’t have understood what the young greeter intended.
No sooner had the young man driven the car away than Wang Bin also parked his car at the same spot.
What surprised Zhang Yang was Wang Bin even gave the young man two red banknotes as a tip.
That smug look was almost as if Wang Bin was saying to Zhang Yang, "You country bumpkin, you wouldn’t understand this, would you?"
Unexpectedly, Zhang Yang simply replied, "Luckily, I didn’t know. Saved myself two hundred."
Xia Xue couldn’t help giggling. This was just like Zhang Yang’s style, spending where it’s needed and saving where possible.
Xia Xue didn’t see anything wrong with it since tipping wasn’t mandatory after all; it depended on the customer’s mood, and as far as she knew, customers who tipped were in the minority.
However, Wang Bin derisively snickered and then earnestly said to Zhang Yang, "Zhang Yang, when a man is out in the world, he should be generous. Don’t be petty, or you’ll not only embarrass yourself."
This implied that Zhang Yang was embarrassing Zhang Tiande and Chen Yun as well.
But Zhang Yang didn’t care at all; since Wang Bin loved showing off, he might as well let him continue doing so.
"What can I say, Wang Bin is a big boss. He’s different from us working-class folks. Being with Brother Wang Bin brings honor."
Seeing Zhang Yang play along, Wang Bin was quite pleased.
But the very next second, Zhang Yang called out to the dozen young male greeters and about twenty female greeters at the entrance, "Are you all not going to recognize Mr. Wang’s status? Hurry over to get your tips."
The staff at Phoenix Restaurant were well-trained professionals; as long as the requests from guests weren’t unreasonable, they had to be accommodated.
Especially with this kind of tip-distributing occasion, which was apparently all about showing off. Such events happened occasionally, so these young greeters adeptly positioned themselves, lining up in two rows.
Even two of the young men managed to produce a red carpet from somewhere, instantly laying it at Wang Bin’s feet.
Twenty-something young women shouted in unison, "Welcome, Mr. Wang. Wishing Mr. Wang,
a swift and soaring journey like a sail in the wind, an honest life amongst high officials.
Leaping fortunes in boundless jumps, a path to wealth that’s broad in all seasons.
Connections spanning lakes and oceans, making more money with supreme ease.
Luck shining from the seven stars, treasures amassing from all directions.
Sons a success, accumulating endless ancestral pride, perfection on earth personified."
Passersby and other customers turned their heads toward this grand spectacle, thinking a super big boss had arrived.
This scene even left Zhang Yang and Xia Xue astounded.
This was way too professional. He had just called out casually, and they had quickly organized such an elaborate setup.
But when Zhang Yang saw Wang Bin’s face turn from pale to red and back, he almost burst out laughing.