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Chapter 180 Rong Nu Dares Not

This older sister, who looks like an elite woman, is so humble in front of her brother. What a contrast!

Suddenly, she seemed to understand something.

It turns out... this CEO sister who calls herself "Rong Nu" is just like me.

Perhaps she encountered some immense difficulty, and it was her brother's timely intervention, appearing in her world like a hero riding on auspicious clouds, that pulled her out of the mire, which is why she is so devout and subservient to him!

Wasn't she herself also tamed by her brother's unparalleled love and tenderness?

It's clear that she has a deep and profound love for her brother.

No, they're even more deeply entangled than I am.

She was simply captivated by her brother's gentleness and strength, and willingly became his woman.

And this older sister... she regarded herself as her brother's "possession" from the depths of her soul.

Having figured this out, Tang Wei didn't find it absurd at all; instead, a strong sense of...envy welled up inside her.

Yes, I'm envious.

She envied Rong Qing'e for being able to so openly and unreservedly show her submission to her brother.

She wanted to too.

She also wanted to kneel before her brother like this older sister and tell him that she was willing to do anything for him.

But she... can't do it yet.

She still lacks the courage to completely abandon herself.

Ning Xiuyang nodded in satisfaction as he looked at Rong Qing'e's completely submissive appearance.

well.

That makes sense.

That's exactly the effect I wanted.

He wanted them to abandon all their identities and pride before him, to exist solely as "women" and "slaves."

He glanced at Rong Qing'e's bond index.

[Synergy Index: 98]

really.

Like Tang Wei, she also reached 98 points.

It seems that extreme humiliation and conquest are indeed the best catalysts for increasing the bond level.

These two women are very likely to be the first to reach the maximum value of 100 points.

Ning Xiuyang's mood became increasingly pleasant.

He sat up from the hospital bed and looked down at Rong Qing'e kneeling in front of him.

The woman's head was slightly lowered, revealing a section of her fair and graceful neck. Her black business suit was stretched taut over her body due to her kneeling posture, perfectly outlining her mature and full curves and exuding a fatal allure.

Get up.

Ning Xiuyang spoke calmly.

"Thank you, Master."

Rong Qing'e responded obediently, and then slowly stood up.

After she stood up again, her entire demeanor underwent a subtle change.

Previously, although she was respectful, there was still a hint of pride and aloofness in her eyes that belonged to a workplace elite.

Now, all the sharp edges on her body seem to have been smoothed out.

She stood there quietly, her eyes gentle and her posture humble, like a loyal maid waiting for her master's orders.

Ning Xiuyang reached out his hand and beckoned with his finger.

Rong Qing'e understood and immediately took small steps to the bedside.

Ning Xiuyang pulled her over and made her sit on his lap. Then he reached out and lifted her smooth chin.

"What's wrong? I sent you to the hospital, and now you've witnessed this scene, and you're upset?"

He leaned closer to her, almost touching her lips, and asked softly.

The warm breath sprayed onto Rong Qing'e's face, causing her body to tremble and two blushes to rise on her cheeks once again.

"I dare not."

She lowered her eyes and answered softly.

"You dare not?"

Ning Xiuyang chuckled softly, and tightened his grip on her chin slightly.

"So you've got it?"

"I……"

Rong Qing'e was cornered by him. She bit her lip and finally mustered up the courage to speak her mind.

"Rongnu...I just...I just thought Master was sick and was very worried about you."

Her voice carried a hint of undisguised grievance.

"Oh."

Ning Xiuyang smiled.

He knew the woman was downplaying the issue, but he was satisfied with her answer.

"At least you still have some conscience."

He released her hand and instead embraced her soft waist, pulling her even closer into his arms.

"I'm fine."

"I called you here so you could see your new 'little sister'."

He pointed to Tang Wei, who was still standing there dumbfounded.

"Her name is Tang Wei. From now on, you two should get along well, okay?"

Upon hearing this, both Rong Qing'e and Tang Wei were taken aback.

younger sister?

Get along with?

Rong Qing'e looked at the innocent and lovely girl with a blank expression, and felt a mix of emotions.

Was she... announced to the master on the spot that a new person had been added?

Moreover, you also need to get along well with her, this old friend?

This feels so much like an ancient palace drama, where the empress receives newly arrived concubines.

Tang Wei, on the other hand, was both surprised and delighted.

Is my brother... formally introducing himself to another woman?

Does this mean she's acknowledging her status as "one of the mistresses"?

Overwhelmed with happiness, she momentarily forgot her shyness and hurriedly bowed nervously to Rong Qing'e.

"Hello, sister... I'm Tang Wei."

Looking at her obedient yet nervous appearance, Rong Qing'e felt a little less bitter.

Forget it.

They're all the master's women anyway, so what's the point of fighting over them?

To be favored by one's master is already an immense blessing.

She gave Tang Wei a gentle smile.

"Hello, Tang Wei, my name is Rong Qing'e."

Looking at the harmonious scene of "deep sisterly affection" before him, Ning Xiuyang's smile deepened.

He liked this feeling.

All the women revolved around him, served him, and blossomed for him.

And he was the only king in their world.

He patted Rong Qing'e's incredibly elastic buttocks and gave her a new instruction.

"Alright, now that we know each other..."

"Now, let's get down to business."

His gaze swept back and forth between Rong Qing'e and Tang Wei, his eyes filled with an unspoken aggression.

"Together."

Rong Qing'e instantly understood.

Her face flushed, she dared not disobey in the slightest, and climbed onto the hospital bed using both hands and feet. Like a docile Persian cat, she lay down on the other side of Ning Xiuyang, forming a symmetrical posture with Tang Wei next to her.

One is innocent, the other is mature.

One is charming and innocent, the other is alluring and seductive.

Like two exquisite flowers blooming side by side, they together surround him, the only sun.

Tang Wei looked at the "sister" who had just posed a great threat to her, but now, just like herself, she was completely submissive in front of her brother. The wariness and inferiority she felt instantly vanished.

Instead, there is a wonderful sense of belonging, a feeling of being "one of our own".

She even reached out and took Rong Qing'e's hand, whispering a greeting: "Hello, sister..."

Rong Qing'e stiffened, her cheeks flushing even more as she looked into Tang Wei's pure eyes. She could only nod shyly in response.