bigabreads Chapter 117 He took off his shoes and rubbed them against her inner thigh: Stop fooling around, I
Chapter 117 He took off his shoes and rubbed them against her inner thigh: Stop fooling around, I
As Master Zhao fled in disarray, the idyllic atmosphere in the Qin family hall finally dissipated somewhat. However, Qin Mo's "releasing power over a cup of wine" maneuver was like a pebble thrown into Su Wan's heart, the ripples of which lingered for a long time.
Fortunately, the busy autumn harvest didn't give her much time to blush.
After the wheat harvest, it's time for cotton.
The Qin family's thousands of acres of cotton fields are now in full bloom. As far as the eye can see, the entire mountainside is covered in a blanket of white, like a recent snowfall or clouds fallen from the sky.
This is the Qin family's biggest trump card this year.
This was also the key to Su Wan's goal of making a fortune this winter so that her brothers could live a good life.
……
"Fourth brother, how's the quality of this batch of cotton?"
Beside the cotton field, Su Wan, dressed in shorts that allowed for easy movement, held a freshly picked cotton boll in her hand.
The cotton was as white as snow, with extremely long fibers. It felt soft and fluffy to the touch, and carried the warmth of the sun.
"Top-notch."
The fourth brother, Qin Yue, stood beside her, dressed in a deep purple silk robe and holding an ivory folding fan, which made his face appear even more devilishly handsome.
He reached out and gently picked up the cotton wadding from Su Wan's hand with his fingertips, twisting it as if it were some rare treasure:
"You won't find another source of this long-staple cotton in the entire Wei Dynasty. Let alone making cotton clothes, even if it's spun into yarn, it's a material that's offered as tribute to the palace."
He smiled like a fox eyeing a fat sheep:
"Sister-in-law, this time we're not only going to make a fortune, we're going to make all the merchants in the county kneel down at the Qin family's door begging for our goods."
Su Wan was amused by his confident demeanor: "Then you'd better stick to your price."
"rest assured."
Qin Yue's peach blossom eyes narrowed slightly, a hint of a businessman's shrewdness and cunning flashing across them:
"No one can pry open my mouth except my sister-in-law."
……
Just as Qin Yue had predicted.
When news of the bumper cotton harvest spread, the cloth merchants throughout the county went crazy.
This year's abnormal weather has led to reduced cotton production across the country, and cotton prices are poised to skyrocket. The thousands of acres of top-quality long-staple cotton owned by the Qin family are practically a gold mine!
The wealthy man, who had just been scared away a few days ago, has shamelessly come back again.
Not only did they arrive, but they also brought a luxurious motorcade large enough to block the Qin family's gate, with the vehicles laden with heavy amounts of cash.
"Fourth Master Qin! Madam Su! I was blind to your greatness!"
As soon as Master Qian entered, he slid to his knees, his fat face creased with fawning wrinkles:
"I deserved to die before! I was blinded by greed! This time I'm here with sincerity! I'll buy all the cotton from the Qin family! The price is negotiable!"
To show his sincerity, he even brought over a pair of jade ruyi scepters that he treasured at home and placed them on the table as a gift.
In the main hall.
Qin Yue sat to the left of the main seat, and Su Wan sat to the right.
In the center was a huge mahogany octagonal table, on which lay the cotton sample that everyone coveted.
"Master Qian, we're old acquaintances."
Qin Yue slowly picked up the teacup (this time it was an ordinary porcelain cup, to avoid a repeat of the last incident), and gently blew away the foam:
"But cotton... it's in high demand right now. Master Zhao just came by yesterday, and the price he offered wasn't low."
"I'll add 10%!"
Upon hearing his arch-rival's name, Master Qian's eyes turned red, and he slammed his hand on the table: "No matter how much that Zhao fellow offers, I'll offer ten percent more! And I have cash on hand! I can pick up the goods right now!"
That is indeed an attractive offer.
Su Wan considered it in her mind and felt it was about time to give in.
After all, cotton takes up a lot of space, so it's good to monetize it as soon as possible.
She was about to nod.
But she felt something gently touch her ankle under the table.
Su Wan's body stiffened.
She glanced down, only to see a long tablecloth hanging to the ground, blocking her view.
But the feel is real.
It was the toe of a foot wearing soft-soled cloth shoes, slowly and intimately rubbing upwards along her calf.
It still has body heat.
It carries a hint.
Su Wan suddenly looked up at Qin Yue opposite her.
The old fox was holding a teacup, seriously haggling with Master Qian, his face bearing that impeccable professional fake smile:
"Sir, one-tenth is too little. My sister-in-law planted this cotton herself; how much effort she put in! Just the cost of fertilizer and labor alone..."
He spoke in a grand and dignified manner.
But the foot under the table became increasingly audacious.
A tingling sensation instantly shot up her spine and up her scalp, and Su Wan almost couldn't help but cry out.
She bit her lower lip hard, glaring at Qin Yue with a warning in her eyes: Fourth Brother! What are you doing?!
Qin Yue seemed to sense her gaze, turned his head, and gave her an innocent wink.
The actions under the table not only didn't stop, but intensified.
He even removed the cumbersome cloth shoe.
The foot, clad only in white socks, moved with the agility of a hand, gently resting against Su Wan's calf, then cautiously exploring along the delicate texture of her skin.
The roughness through the socks was even more maddening than direct contact.
"Sister-in-law?"
Seeing that Su Wan remained silent for a long time, her face as red as an apple, Master Qian couldn't help but ask:
"What's wrong, Madam Su? Is the price not right for you?"
"Huh? No...no..."
Su Wan stammered as she answered, her hands gripping the edge of the table so tightly that her knuckles turned white.
She tried to pull her leg back.
But Qin Yue seemed to have anticipated her movements, extending his other leg as well. His two feet, like scissors, gripped her ankle tightly, rendering her immobile.
"Sir, you've misunderstood."
Qin Yue smiled and took over the conversation, his voice carrying a hint of barely perceptible mockery:
"My sister-in-law is happy. After all, the master is so sincere, we can't be ungrateful."
As he spoke, he gently tickled Su Wan's sole with his toes under the table.
"However..."
"The price needs to be increased by another 20%."
"What?! Twenty percent?!"
Master Qian jumped up from his chair in shock: "Fourth Master Qin, aren't you asking for too much? What's the market price? You've almost doubled it!"
"There's nothing we can do."
Qin Yue sighed, his face showing a "I'm in a difficult position" expression:
"Sir, you see, my sister-in-law is shy and embarrassed to tell you. This cotton is not only of high quality, but it also has a special effect..."
He paused deliberately, his eyes sweeping over Master Qian with an ambiguous look:
"This was grown with 'spiritual spring water.' If you make clothes from it and wear them close to your body, it will strengthen your body and prolong your life! Especially for men... hehe, you know what I mean, sir."
Master Qian was taken aback, then revealed a look of sudden realization mixed with a lewd expression:
"I see! I see! So that's how wonderful it is?!"
He immediately sat back down and slapped his thigh:
"Add more! Absolutely! Twenty percent! But I have one condition: I want exclusive rights to this batch! Not a single ounce of cotton can be given to that Zhao guy!"
A triumphant smile curled at the corner of Qin Yue's lips.
"make a deal."
……
The contract was signed smoothly.
Fearing that the Qin family might back out, Master Qian paid the deposit on the spot and then hurriedly took his men to the warehouse to inspect the goods.
Once again, only the uncle and his sister-in-law remained in the main hall.
Su Wan was finally able to pull her leg back.
Her chest heaved with anger. She grabbed the teacup on the table, intending to throw it at him, but then she remembered it was her own cup and couldn't bear to do it. She could only angrily put it down, muttering under her breath:
"Qin Yue! Are you crazy?! That was a business meeting place! What if someone saw us..."
"So what if you saw it?"
Qin Yue slowly put on his shoes, stood up, and walked to Su Wan's side.
His shrewd businessman demeanor vanished instantly, replaced by a clingy, shameless attitude that he only displayed around Su Wan.
"The tablecloth is so long, who can see it?"
He reached out to take Su Wan's hand, but Su Wan shook him off.
"Don't touch me! You're filthy! You just used your foot..."
The thought of that white-socked foot rubbing against her leg made Su Wan feel like she was on fire.
So embarrassing!
That's insane!
"Dirty?"
Qin Yue raised an eyebrow, a hint of grievance flashing in his peach blossom eyes:
"Does my sister-in-law dislike me?"
He suddenly squatted down.
He knelt on one knee right in front of Su Wan.
Then, he reached out and grasped Su Wan's ankle, the one he had just "bullied."
"What are you doing?!" Su Wan was startled and tried to pull her foot back.
"Don't move."
Qin Yue lowered his voice.
He didn't do anything excessive; he simply gently kneaded her calves through her skirt with moderate pressure and professional technique.
"Did I hurt your sister-in-law just now? Let me rub it for her."
Su Wan was stunned.
She never expected that this man, who had just been acting like a hooligan, would now be giving her a gentle massage.
"I...I'm not in pain..." Her voice softened.
Qin Yue raised his head and looked up at her.
From that angle, he looked like a devout believer gazing up at his god.
"Sister-in-law."
He spoke, his voice carrying a hint of ingratiating laughter, yet concealing a deep possessiveness:
"When that guy surnamed Qian was staring at you just now, I really wanted to gouge his eyes out."
Su Wan was taken aback: "So you... raised the price?"
"Raising the price would be letting him off easy."
Qin Yue snorted softly, his hands continuing their movements, even going so far as to move them upwards a little further:
"I want to make him bleed, to let him know that his sister-in-law's things... even a single cotton ball, are priceless."
"and……"
His eyes darkened, and he gently traced circles on her knee with his fingers.
"I did that just now to remind my sister-in-law."
"What?"
"Remind your sister-in-law..."
Qin Yue suddenly stood up, placed his hands on the armrests of the chair, and trapped Su Wan in the middle.
He leaned down, his nose brushing against hers, his voice hoarse as if he were murmuring:
"No matter what kind of business we're discussing, no matter who's sitting across from us..."
"My sister-in-law's attention can only be on me."
"If my sister-in-law dares to be distracted by looking at other men..."
"Then I'll... show my sister-in-law what's what under the table."
Su Wan's heart was in complete disarray.
Looking at the man in front of her who was smiling like a fox, she suddenly realized that the Qin brothers were all incredibly difficult to deal with.
"Master Qian even said he would go and recruit more people..."
Su Wan tried to change the subject to ease the explosively ambiguous atmosphere.
"Let him pull."
Qin Yue straightened up, resuming his dashing demeanor, but his gaze remained fixed on her.
"The more people, the better."
"Once you enter the Qin family's gate, don't even think about leaving easily."
"Whether it's people or money."
"certainly……"
He winked at Su Wan, his smile carrying a deeper meaning:
"And my sister-in-law's heart..."