The following day!

The early morning sun beamed into the room, while the room itself was in disarray, scattered with plenty of sexy lingerie.

On the bed, Ye Luo and Mingyue lay embraced in their sleep, feeling incredibly comfortable.

Suddenly, the sound of a ringing phone broke the tranquility, and Ye Luo squinted awake.

"Who is it, disturbing someone’s beautiful dream so early in the morning!"

Ye Luo muttered in discontent, and then reached for his phone, slid his finger across it, and held it to his ear.

"Who is it, calling so early in the..."

"It’s me!"

Before Ye Luo could finish his sentence, his voice caught abruptly, as a familiar voice came through from the other end of the line.

Ye Luo instantly snapped awake, sat up rapidly, and said, "Wife, is that you? What’s got you calling out of the blue?"

The voice on the other end of the line belonged to Ling Qingya, who then spoke, "I’m now at the Capital City International Airport. Send a few cars to pick us up."

"What? Wife, you’re in Capital City?" Ye Luo was taken aback.

"What, you’re not welcoming me to Capital City?"

"Of course not, I’m absolutely thrilled to have you in Capital City, but you mentioned a few cars—are there a lot of people?" Ye Luo couldn’t help asking.

"All the women from Zhonghai and your brothers are here!" Ling Qingya stated indifferently.

Ye Luo was startled, having not expected that all the women would come—what was this, a harem reunion?

"Wife, I’ll send cars to pick you up immediately," said Ye Luo before hanging up and getting out of bed.

"What’s happened?" At this moment, Mingyue, still half-asleep, opened her eyes.

"My wives from Zhonghai have come, I need to go pick them up," Ye Luo explained.

"What? They’ve come? Is President Ling here too?" Mingyue’s face showed shock, and she sat up abruptly.

Ye Luo nodded, "Yes, what’s with the surprise?"

"I can’t stay like this; I need to get ready." Mingyue hastily said, about to get out of bed, only to wince with a burning pain the moment she moved because of the several times they had made love last night.

"You should rest for now; I’ll go pick them up. You don’t need to get up, just lie down nicely and rest," Ye Luo pressed Mingyue back down onto the bed.

"But President Ling is your fiancée, the first wife. It’s not too good for me to just be lying here, right?" Mingyue’s expression conveyed her nervousness.

Ye Luo chuckled, lightly flicked Mingyue’s nose, and said, "You really do overthink things, don’t you? Do you think this is still a feudal society where the concubines have to bow and scrape to the first wife? Just lie there comfortably."

After speaking, Ye Luo left the room. The women were all chatting and watching TV in the living room. As for Leng Ruobing and Qin Yuru, they had already gone to work.

Ye Luo then called Qin Yuru to arrange for several cars to go to the airport and also informed her that Ling Qingya and the other women had arrived.

Upon hearing that Ling Qingya and the others had come, Qin Yuru’s tone also changed, sounding a bit strange. Initially, she wanted to go to the airport in person, but Ye Luo stopped her.

"Xiao Li, go and drive the best cars of the group straight to the airport," Qin Yuru said as she hung up Ye Luo’s phone and hurriedly made another call.

Meanwhile, at Capital City International Airport, a group of people slowly emerged from inside the airport. As soon as this group appeared, they immediately attracted the attention of everyone around because the group was led by a row of stunning beauties.

Ling Qingya, Zhou Siqi, Luo Jingxuan, Yan Ling, Li Wanqin, along with the young married women from Mei Lun and Mei Ya, and Xue Tu’s sister Sun Yahui—the gathering of these eight beauties standing in a row was absolutely sensational.

Those unaware might think they belonged to some modeling troupe, though even models might find it hard to match Ling Qingya and the others in beauty and temperament.

This beautiful sight caused many men in the airport to become restlessly eager, seeking an opportunity to strike up a conversation, but they recoiled when they saw Xue Tu’s fierce companions.

Especially Kuang Xiong, with his nearly two-meter height and massive build, his mere presence was full of intimidation. Next to him stood Lightning Monkey, Hei Zi, and Hu Zi, all of whom seemed not easily provoked.

"So this is Capital City, huh? It’s really my first time here!" exclaimed Yan Ling as she looked at Capital City before her. She was dressed in a long red gown with sunglasses and her hair dyed a wine-red color, exuding a mature charm.

"I’ve already called Ye Luo, he should be here soon," said Ling Qingya placidly.

At the same time, another large group emerged from inside the airport, led by a young man dressed in branded clothes, wearing sunglasses worth hundreds of thousands, and with the air of nobility.

He had one arm around a blonde beauty with an explosive figure, and was surrounded by dozens of men in black suits and sunglasses—all brawny, clearly bodyguards.

Moreover, each one of them possessed the strength of the Innate Realm, a testament to the young man’s extraordinary status,

"Wow, so many beauties!" 𝐟𝐫𝕖𝗲𝘄𝚎𝗯𝕟𝐨𝕧𝐞𝚕.𝕔𝕠𝐦

The young man was utterly astounded at the sight of Ling Qingya and the other beauties, almost dropping his sunglasses, staring at the group with an infatuated expression.

"To return to the country and see such a group of beauties, heaven really favors me!" A hint of excitement flashed across the young man’s lips as he let go of the blonde woman beside him, shook his head, and walked towards Ling Qingya and the others with the poise of nobility.

Watching this group approach, Xue Tu and the others’ gazes sharpened, emitting a chilling intent and a sense of alert.

"Young Master, be careful!"

Sensing the aura emanating from Xue Tu and his group, the more than ten expert bodyguards protecting the young man suddenly changed expression, positioning themselves in front of the young man and regarding Xue Tu’s group with a grave look.

They could feel a sense of danger from Xue Tu and the others that only a master could percieve.

"What are you doing? Get out of the way!"

The young man, seeing his bodyguards suddenly blocking his path, was immediately displeased, pushed them aside, and continued to walk forward.

"Stop right there!"

Hei Zi and Hu Zi stepped forward, directly blocking the path of the young man, their faces cold.

"Get out of the way. Don’t block my path, do you have a death wish?" the young man said coldly, his words arrogant and imperious.

But Hei Zi and Hu Zi continued to stand in his way, completely ignoring the young man’s demands, which darkened his expression and filled his eyes with anger.

At that moment, Ling Qingya’s gaze swept over, looking at the young man and the group of bodyguards behind him, and spoke, "Hei Zi, Hu Zi, come here."