What are you doing, Mr. President? I'm just an extra!

After putting their luggage into their respective hot spring rooms, Lu Li organized the ingredients in the kitchen and came out to find slippers and hot towels already laid out in the first-floor public rest area.

Project manager Lao Zhou's walkie-talkie rang three times, all of them confirmations of rectification from Su Feiyan's side.

The bamboo fence was raised to three meters high – complete.

The frosted glass screen in the middle of the corridor is perfectly placed.

The circulation partitions between VIP bathhouses 1 to 5 have been fully inspected and accepted.

Lu Li changed his clothes quickly. He wore a dark gray cotton-linen bathrobe with a simple single knot tied around his waist, and wooden clogs on his feet.

He stood in the corridor of the public rest area, his hands tucked into his sleeves, watching the sulfurous steam rising from the distant valley, enjoying a rare moment of peace.

This peace and quiet lasted only forty seconds.

"Squeak—"

The wooden door of Bathhouse No. 1 was pushed open.

Su Feiyan walked out barefoot.

The wine-red haute couture bathrobe, made of silk, clung to her body, creating a smooth silhouette. The V-neckline stopped precisely two centimeters below her collarbone—no more, no less, just enough to show the curve from her neck to her shoulder.

The belt was so tight that it accentuated her already exaggerated waist-to-hip ratio even more.

Her hair was loosely tied in a bun, with a few stray strands falling down her neck.

Without shoes, with each step, the mole on the inside of my ankle would appear and disappear.

Lu Li's head buzzed on the spot, and his health bar was instantly emptied.

[The angle of this neckline is definitely calculated! Any more would be vulgar, any less would be boring. Wife, what kind of succubus major did you study?!]

Su Feiyan walked up to him and stopped, slowly raising her chin.

"Have you seen enough?"

"That's enough, that's enough."

Lu Li swallowed hard and forced his gaze toward the distant mountains.

But the barrage of thoughts in my brain can't be turned off.

But the barrage of thoughts in my head just wouldn't stop.

Not enough! How could that be enough! Who could possibly handle this?!

Su Feiyan gave a soft hum and sat down on a wooden chair in the corridor.

She casually lifted one leg, and the hem of her wine-red dress slid open with gravity, revealing a dazzlingly white calf.

"Bring me my wooden clogs."

Lu Li obediently squatted down to arrange her shoes.

He had just straightened up when the door to bathhouse number four opened.

Shen Suyue walked out with small, quick steps, making more than three times the noise of Su Feiyan.

She wore a deep purple bathrobe with a gold-threaded belt, and two bracelets jingled on her wrists.

Her long, wavy hair cascaded over her shoulders, and she wore peach-colored lipstick, making her look as exquisite as if she had been plucked from a magazine cover.

The first thing she did when she went out wasn't to greet anyone, but to hold up her phone.

I turned at a 45-degree angle and snapped a picture against the backdrop of distant mountains and steam.

"Absolutely amazing! The lighting! The atmosphere!"

She looked down at the photos, muttering to herself:

"Post it on Xiaohongshu immediately, with the title 'Immersive Experience of Our Own Industry,' and it must be accompanied by a full nine-grid photo!"

Jiang Huaizhou followed three steps behind her, without making a sound.

He wore a navy blue yukata with the sash tied neatly. He had changed his bracelet—the color was two shades lighter than his usual sandalwood one, and it matched the outfit perfectly.

Lu Li couldn't help but glance at it a couple more times.

[...Wow, even going to a hot spring requires matching the color scheme of your bracelet with your outfit?]

"What they call being particular, I call making do."

Jiang Huaizhou noticed Lu Li's gaze.

He didn't say anything, just smiled kindly and sat down on a chair on the other side of the corridor.

Even a thermos is ready; just twist the lid, and the aroma of premium Da Hong Pao tea wafts far and wide.

Four people had already gathered in the rest area.

Just as Lu Li was about to ask his mother-in-law when she would come out, the door to the No. 3 bathhouse opened.

He glanced at it subconsciously.

Then, my computer completely crashed.

Shen Suyun wore a moon-white cotton and linen yukata, the most basic kimono cut, which clung softly to her body.

The neckline was very conservative, only revealing the entire swan neck.

Her hair was neatly tied into a bun, without even a hairpin, and she appeared completely without makeup.

But it was this outfit that almost made Lu Li's eyes pop out.

That figure is outrageous.

With a top-notch foundation built through years of yoga practice, her shoulders are level and her back is straight, allowing her to create an incredible S-shaped figure even in a loose yukata.

A section of her calf was visible beneath the hem of her shirt; the muscles were firm and well-proportioned, without an ounce of excess fat.

If you said those legs belonged to a top female celebrity in her early thirties, people would definitely believe you!

Looking at that face again, the skin was so tight that even the jawline was as sharp as ever, and the facial features were exactly the same as Su Feiyan's.

It just carries an added sense of oppression that comes with the passage of time.

The firewall in Lu Li's mind was instantly breached.

[Holy crap! Holy crap! Holy crap! Holy crap!]

[Mom, isn't your skincare routine a bit too much?!]

Wearing this yukata makes you look at least fifteen years younger, no, eighteen years younger...

No wonder Su Feiyan has such good genes; it was all laid in the previous generation!

[Wait, wait, wait—]

This is my mother-in-law.

This is my mother-in-law.

This is my mother-in-law!!!

He bit his tongue hard and silently recited "Form is emptiness" three times in his mouth.

Su Feiyan sat on a chair two meters away, watching him.

She heard everything.

But she didn't say anything.

The leg that was crossed was now crossed in a different direction, and the hem of her burgundy dress made a slight rustling sound.

Shen Suyun was completely unaware of the subtle atmosphere.

She walked to the edge of the corridor, glanced around at the distant mountain scenery, and nodded in satisfaction.

"The mist rising from the water is nice, and the sulfur smell is just right."

She turned to look at Lu Li.

"Is the water temperature adjusted?"

Lu Li was startled, his voice cracking: "It's all set! Forty-one degrees Celsius! You'll feel absolutely comfortable in the water!"

Shen Suyun nodded slightly and did not ask any further questions.

Shen Suyue, standing to the side, had already secretly taken several pictures of her older sister with her phone.

"Sis, what brand is that yukata you're wearing? It looks amazing in photos, I want the same one!"

"Shut up."

Shen Suyun didn't even turn her head, ruthlessly suppressing the attack.

Shen Suyue chuckled and skillfully locked the screen and put away her phone.

Lu Li lowered his head, staring intently at the grain of the wood on the wooden floor, desperately trying to bring his thoughts back on track.

[Calm down. I'm a good son-in-law. My eyes are only for Su Feiyan.]

Even if my mother-in-law is beautiful, she's still an elder, and I only have respect for elders. Respect, pure respect.

[...but to be fair, she's definitely taken excellent care of herself—]

Shut up!!!

He suddenly looked up, pretending to look at the sky.

Just then, a very faint sound of a wooden door opening and closing came from the direction of Bathhouse No. 5.

Shen Weilan came out.

The last person in the entire event.

She was wearing a plain white yukata—the most conservative style in the room.

The neckline almost reached the base of her neck, revealing no collarbone at all.

The wide sleeves reached down to the fingertips, and when walking, only a small section of the wrist could occasionally be seen peeking out from under the cuffs.

The belt was tied neatly and securely, with a tight knot that remained perfectly in place.

Her hair wasn't styled in any particular way; it hung naturally down her back, with a few stray strands tucked behind her ears.

Amidst Su Feiyan's burgundy, Shen Suyue's crimson, and Shen Suyun's moon white, Shen Weilan's pure white outfit, covering her from head to toe, became the most eye-catching presence in the entire venue.

Even though nothing was revealed, it only fueled people's even greater desire to investigate.

The pure white fabric accentuated her already fair skin, which shone with a soft glow under the winter sun and sulfurous steam.

Against the backdrop of the dark green bamboo forest, her pristine appearance was strikingly clean.

She kept her head down and walked at a moderate pace from the gravel path of Bathhouse No. 5 to the public rest area.

When passing in front of Lu Li.

"Brother-in-law."

He uttered two words in a clear, calm voice, then continued walking forward and sat down in the very corner.

Lu Li's Adam's apple bobbed with difficulty.

He noticed that after she sat down, her wide sleeves slipped down two centimeters from the back of her hands, revealing a small section of her wrist.

Her skin was so white that you could see the faint blue veins underneath.

The more you try to cover it up, the worse it gets.

She's really mastered the art of the "pure desire ceiling"—who was the expert who gave her that guidance?

Wait, this can't be...

A hand suddenly grabbed his elbow.

Su Feiyan stood up and grabbed his arm, pulling him outside without giving him a chance to resist.

"It's ruined."

Lu Li was dragged toward the VIP hot spring area, and the thought that had just popped into his mind was forcibly cut off halfway.

"Wait, I haven't made arrangements for Mom and Auntie yet—"

"Someone will make the arrangements."

Su Feiyan didn't even turn her head.

Lu Li was pulled around the corridor, only managing to turn back and call out to Shen Suyun, "Mom, take your time soaking. Call me if the water gets too hot!"

Shen Suyun waved her hand to indicate that she understood.

……

The public hot springs are divided into men's and women's sections, separated by a bamboo fence.

The bamboo fence was woven tightly, but light shone through the gaps, and steam rose from both sides at the same time, creating a hazy, indistinct scene. One could make out the general outline of a person's figure, but all the details were blurred.

Lu Li was soaking in the men's bath, which was 41 degrees Celsius hot, and bubbles were rising from every bone in his body.

Jiang Huaizhou sat opposite the pool, his eyes slightly closed, his hands resting comfortably on the edge of the pool.

The newly replaced bracelet rested beside the towel, glistening with a warm, oily sheen from the steam.

The two grown men stood three meters apart, neither of them speaking.

It was so quiet that the only sound was the slight sloshing of the water.

There was only the occasional sound of the water rippling.

But the other side of the bamboo fence is much more lively.

Shen Suyue's loud, penetrating voice boomed: "Sister! I've been envious of your collarbones for twenty years, you know that?!"

Shen Suyun coldly replied, "Keep calm and enjoy your time."

Then came Su Feiyan's low laughter, drifting through the mist, muffled and with an indescribable languor.

"Splash—"

A very soft sound of water was heard.

Lu Li's ears perked up.

[Holy crap, what am I doing? I'm eavesdropping on women in the bathhouse?!]

What's the difference between this and peeping through the crack in a bathhouse door?!

He nervously shrank back underwater, leaving only his nose and above exposed.

Jiang Huaizhou opened one eye at this moment.

Three meters away through the steam, that eye swept over, devoid of any emotion, merely glancing at you.

Then it closed again.

Lu Li felt a chill run down his spine.

That old fox is definitely spying on me!

It soaked for about fifteen minutes.

The sound of water splashing came from the other side of the bamboo fence, not loud, as if someone was carefully standing up from the pond.

Then came Shen Weilan's voice, tinged with timidity.

"Cousin, I feel a little dizzy... I guess I'm not used to the water temperature after soaking for so long. I'll go back to my room and rest for a bit."

Su Feiyan answered quickly.

"Go and rest."

Shen Weilan added, "Auntie, Mom, take your time soaking."

Shen Suyue hummed in agreement.

The sound of wooden clogs stepping on the stone slabs gradually faded into the distance.