I Inherited 5,000 Years of Family Property

"What the hell are you talking about?" Zhang Menglong nearly peed himself in nervousness when he heard Lee Ji-eun's words. Was the goddess Lee Ji-eun actually being this proactive? Proposing such a request in broad daylight?

Suddenly, Zhang Menglong recalled the time not long ago when he went with Wang Ling to select actors for a drama crew and was surrounded by a group of female Internet celebrities and female stars who wanted to use him to climb the ladder.

"Momma mia, are girls these days really this open and bold?" Zhang Menglong suddenly felt that Lee Ji-eun seemed to be different from what he had imagined. She was clearly such a pure, sweet, and cute girl.

"Mr. Zhang, didn't you call me over here precisely to do those things with me?" Lee Ji-eun felt that Zhang Menglong was clearly acting. "Now that it's just the two of us, there's no need for you to pretend anymore, right?"

"Holy shit! What the hell did Hong Yi tell them?" Zhang Menglong suddenly noticed the look in Lee Ji-eun's eyes, see appeared desperate with a touch of emptiness, and he could tell that the smile on her face was forced.

"I get it," Zhang Menglong wasn't a fool. He knew that his current actions were putting tremendous pressure on the Treasury of Qingqiu Country; frankly speaking, Zhang Menglong could decide the economic development trend of Qingqiu Country for the next decade, or even longer, in a single thought!

After he posted that Weibo message yesterday, he knew the banks of Qingqiu Country would face yet another wave of mass withdrawals. Even if he didn't withdraw those 700 trillion Qingqiu Currency now, the frightened masses would drain the banks dry.

Therefore, they must be anxious like ants on a hot pan. Otherwise, how could they possibly take a sleepy, half-dreaming remark by Zhang Menglong as a national strategic-level command to execute?

Lee Ji-eun right now was probably nothing but a tool used by Qingqiu Country to keep Zhang Menglong happy, a tool without any self-awareness. It wasn't difficult for Zhang Menglong to guess that Lee Ji-eun must have been ordered to unconditionally fulfill all of his requests.

"Alas, don't these people of Qingqiu Country know how to spare and cherish a beauty? Even my grand and mighty image has collapsed in front of my goddess," Zhang Menglong sighed and shook his head.

Probably, in Lee Ji-eun's eyes, he had become a lecherous rich second-generation, a dirty old man, lusting after her body!

"Hehe!" Zhang Menglong suddenly let out a mischievous smile.

"Mr. Zhang, why are you laughing?" Lee Ji-eun's uneasiness grew deeper upon seeing Zhang Menglong's smile.

"Nothing, take off the bathrobe," Zhang Menglong told Lee Ji-eun.

Lee Ji-eun bit her lip and untied the belt of her bathrobe, which slid down to the floor, revealing her smooth and pale skin.

"Hiss, damn, can't keep up with the nutrients!" If Lee Ji-eun's fans knew she was presenting herself before him like this, he'd probably be torn apart by them!

"They said to satisfy all of my needs?" Zhang Menglong asked in a teasing tone.

Lee Ji-eun dared not look at Zhang Menglong but still nodded her head.

"Very good," Zhang Menglong nodded and stood up from the sofa.

At that moment, Lee Ji-eun's body seemed to stiffen, as if she knew what would happen next.

"Not going to draw the curtains?" Lee Ji-eun asked.

"What for?" Zhang Menglong countered.

But unexpectedly, Zhang Menglong didn't touch her. Instead, he brushed past her and headed straight to the elevator. "Why are you still cold? Didn't you say you'd comply with all my demands? Follow me!"

Lee Ji-eun gritted her teeth and continued to follow behind Zhang Menglong.

"If Yiyi knew I was teasing her idol like this, would she kill me?" Zhang Menglong wondered nervously to himself.

Following the elevator, they arrived directly at the top floor of the building. The moment the doors opened, Lee Ji-eun was stunned. This was no ordinary rooftop but almost a transformed swimming pool park.

Moreover, it was a huge transparent greenhouse where one couldn't feel the sub-zero temperatures from outside at all.

In front of the pool, two young women were waiting respectfully for their arrival.

"Come, join me for a greenhouse sunshine SPA!" Zhang Menglong walked over to a comfortable spa massage bed and laid down at once.

"Ah?" This time, Lee Ji-eun was thoroughly stunned. She had taken off her clothes, and Zhang Menglong was actually calling her for a SPA?

Could this be what was meant by "fulfilling all his needs"?

Was Zhang Menglong's mind or body the problem, or was she, Lee Ji-eun, not enticing enough?

"What are you stunned for?" Zhang Menglong chuckled. "Come on, these are SPA experts I've brought from abroad. If you want to enjoy their services in the future, you'll probably only find them at Huaxia's Wangyi Footpath."

Seeing the playful smile on Zhang Menglong's face, Lee Ji-eun understood everything. Bathing, changing clothes—she had misunderstood it all. In Zhang Menglong's eyes, there was nothing but appreciation, devoid of any desire or greed.

It seemed she had jumped to conclusions and deeply misunderstood Zhang Menglong.

At that moment, she felt a sense of relief but also a peculiar sense of loss.

As the two SPA experts' hands massaged her back, her body relaxed all at once.

"Miss Lee, my girlfriend is very fond of you," Zhang Menglong said. "Of course, I like you too, but it's not in that way, you understand."

"Mr. Zhang, you're nothing like I imagined," Lee Ji-eun said somewhat distractedly, realizing Zhang Menglong had a girlfriend. That's why he didn't go crazy even when she was nearly undressed.

"Your girlfriend must be a very beautiful person, right?" Lee Ji-eun noted that Zhang Menglong's eyes actually lit up when he spoke about his girlfriend. What kind of girl could make a man of Zhang Menglong's status look that way?

"Of course, she's beautiful and adorable. She loves singing as much as you do," Zhang Menglong couldn't seem to stop once he started talking about Lu Yiyao. When I left, she even told me to bring back a signed photo of you when I return."

"She's really lucky to have you as her boyfriend."

"Hahaha, I think so too," Zhang Menglong shamelessly said. "Actually, me asking you to wake me up was just something I mumbled in my half-asleep state. I didn't expect them to take it seriously."

Lee Ji-eun was taken aback. So her coming here was just because of Zhang Menglong's sleep-talk? Instantly, she felt the irony—was this the upper echelon of Qingqiu Country?

"Since you're here, just treat it as a vacation," Zhang Menglong smiled. "Stay here for the next few days, join me for meals, shopping, movies, video calls with my girlfriend, and I'll give you a big gift before I leave."

"Mr. Zhang, but what about the representative from the Golden..."

"Let them worry about that!" Zhang Menglong didn't care about their fate one bit. "It's not that easy to schedule a meeting with me, Zhang Menglong. If they want me to go just because they say so, wouldn't that be a loss of face for me?"

"But..."

"Don't worry, they wouldn't dare touch me, nor could they. As for Miss Lee's family, I believe my assistant has already sent protection," Zhang Menglong said. "For the next few days, just enjoy yourself with me, without worries!"

Upon hearing that her family was safe, Lee Ji-eun finally exhaled a sigh of relief. She revealed a sincerely sweet smile, the kind she usually showed to others.