I Turned Filthy Rich Just By Sleeping With Women?!-Chapter 25: The Spider Trapped?

Madam Ruan's words were sweet like honey, even if their meaning felt like he was selling his soul to the devil.

Did Zhao Yiming's heart waver?

Obviously.

But the system had its own interesting way of handling things—and Yiming was ready to bet on it.

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> [Another chain triggered! Choose your act and words based on your libido!]

• "Of course, Madam. I'm gonna give you everything—my soul and body. Let's be chained together for eternity."

• Push Madam Ruan to the table, pin her beneath you. "I'd love to... but you'll need to do more than that to chain my soul to you."

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All the choices were tempting, but come on—Zhao Yiming was practically the perverted deity's heir by now. He knew exactly what that horny god wanted most.

And so—he pushed her onto the table.

His hands gripped her wrists. He leaned in close, his breath hot against her ear.

"I'd love to give my soul to you," he whispered. "But don't you think you need to do more than this to chain it?"

"Come on, Madam... you know what all men want," he added, letting his fingers trail teasingly down her arms—until she shivered under his touch.

"Or are you just that eager to marry me and bind our souls for eternity?" he smirked, watching the hint of red bloom on her face.

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As expected, the God of Richness & Love absolutely lost his mind.

> ["ARRRGGHHH!!! MY DISCIPLE'S ALREADY A SENIOR DEGENERATE?! THIS FAST?!"]

["I KNEW YOU HAD THAT INNER PERVERT IN YOU!!"]

["I'M PROUD OF YOU, SON! HERE'S $100,000 AS A BONUS!!!"]

[God of Richness & Love is now firing money into the air with a golden pistol like a madman]

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'Damn this deity!' Zhao Yiming cursed inwardly. 'Though of your money indeed taste so sweet.'

But he still had to focus on the sultry, stunning woman wrapped around him.

On her, on Madam Ruan—who smirked with wicked delight.

She hooked her legs around his waist, pulling him closer with her heels as she yanked his collar, smashing his chest against her soft, full breasts.

"Are you sure?" she teased. "This is a once-in-a-lifetime offer."

Her voice was crisp, sultry, intoxicating. And worse, she ground herself against his cock deliberately.

He shuddered.

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> ["DAMNNN!!! THIS WOMAN IS MAD HOTTT!!!"]

[Perverted Deity is now rolling across the screen screaming.]

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Zhao Yiming agreed—she was lethal. And yet... this could still be a trap. The quest title was "Bait the Spider," after all.

'No... I need to hold on. Hold on, my dragon!' he chanted in his head, fighting the urge to surrender.

He shook off the heat, reset his smirk, and leaned back just enough to regain his composure.

"Of course, Madam," he said coolly. "It'll take more than this to bankrupt me. Believe me—I'm loaded."

He let his fingers glide up her jawline, brushing under her chin, trailing toward her luscious red lips.

"Maybe we should start with that sweet mouth of yours."

Madam Ruan's eyes widened for a brief moment, her mask cracking.

But then, with perfect grace, she covered her lips with one hand and shoved him back.

"Oops. That one's still locked. You're not a premium member yet," she smirked, pushing him back into the chair.

Then she slid up onto the table, crossing her legs with elegance. She let one black heel drop to the floor with a soft clack.

Her foot, wrapped in sheer nude stockings, slid across his lap—right to his bulge.

Zhao Yiming shuddered again, groaning as she pressed down.

"Now," she said with a smirk, "tell me... what exactly made you come here today?"

He controlled his breathing, though his voice cracked slightly. "It's the old shopping district—Lianwu Street. Another group is trying to force tenants to sell their land at low prices... using violence."

Even as he spoke, her teasing foot kept grinding against his crotch, making it nearly impossible to focus. His cock throbbed under the pressure—it was torture.

But the moment she processed his words, Madam Ruan's expression shifted. Her foot stopped moving. Her playful smile vanished.

"You came here to ask for help?" she asked, her voice flat.

Zhao Yiming nodded, grateful that the teasing stopped—but also tense, knowing the conversation had turned serious.

"Yes. I heard from Miss Luo that the shopping district is part of your territory."

She rested her chin on one hand, eyes thoughtful. "Territory, huh? It's not exactly ours. But... if that district goes down, our businesses take a hit too."

She fell silent, thinking.

Zhao Yiming spoke again. "Madam Ruan, who are they, exactly?"

"You want to help them, but you don't even know your enemy?" She let out a sharp laugh. "You really are naive, aren't you, Zhao Yiming?"

That stung. But she had a point. Still—he couldn't just stand by and do nothing.

"They're called the land mafia," she explained. "A new group that popped up two, maybe three years ago."

"They're not like your typical gangsters. These people pressure the weak—force them to sell their property dirt cheap."

"And when that doesn't work, they exploit loopholes in the system to seize land illegally, under a legal disguise."

She gave a cold smile. "They're a pain in the ass. Several of my debtors became victims, and now they can't repay a damn thing."

Then, surprisingly, she said, "Fine. I'll give you permission to use Yanyu and her little gang to deal with it."

"Just the three of them?" Zhao Yiming frowned. "Miss Luo can fight, sure—but the rest? I don't think they're equipped for something this dangerous."

He shook his head. "Aren't you worried your people could get hurt?"

Madam Ruan laughed.

"Worried? They're the ones who should be worried."

Then she grinned again, slipping right back into her seductive tone as her foot began to move in slow, deliberate circles against his crotch once more.

"Anyway... that's it? Don't you want something more?" she teased.

He sighed sharply, trying to keep his composure.

"Well... there is one more thing I need your help with." He smirked, leaning forward.

Madam Ruan leaned closer too, her voice sultry. "Tell me, boy. I'll give you what you want—for a fair price."

Zhao Yiming's expression turned serious. His eyes locked onto hers.

"I need you to find someone for me," he said. "Her name is Su Meilin."