I started as a spirited young man, and the system made me a male god.

Lemon Tree Garment Co., Ltd., Yunshang Creative Park, Guangzhou.

At six o'clock in the evening, the sky outside the window was just beginning to darken, and the city lights came on ahead of schedule.

Jiang Che sat behind his simple desk, the laptop screen in front of him lit up, displaying a newly written "Proposal on the Strategic Merger of 'Lemon Tree' and 'Feiyi'".

She reviewed it again word by word, and after making sure there were no problems, she clicked save and send.

The moment I closed my laptop, the fatigue from concentrating for so long immediately hit me.

She let out a long sigh, closed her eyes, and instead of jumping straight up, she leaned back along the curve of the chair.

The office was quiet, with only the low hum of the central air conditioning.

The warm yellow streetlights shone through the gaps in the blinds, one passing across her open shirt collar, and the other filtering through her flat stomach and waist and hips encased in her suit skirt.

The last stroke landed on her knees, which were pressed together and covered by flesh-colored stockings, making that area of ​​skin almost transparent.

She leaned back quietly for a while, as if trying to release the tension accumulated from her trip to Hangzhou, the weakness after her illness, and the exhaustion from the intense mental work she had just done through this moment of stillness.

A few minutes later, she slowly opened her eyes, her gaze drifting blankly to the ceiling before involuntarily falling on her phone resting on the corner of the table.

The screen is dark.

It's been over a day since Chen Fei returned from Hangzhou, and he's only sent a few greeting messages.

She sent out her proposal, but hasn't received a response yet.

This is normal.

He just got back and has to take care of his own affairs and meet with the people he needs to meet.

Jiang Che rationally told herself that she wanted to force her attention back to work, but fragments kept replaying in her mind uncontrollably:

When he touched her forehead with the back of his hand, he felt the slightly cool touch of his fingertips.

He used a tone that was feigned fierceness when warning himself to get some rest.

And then there was the softness of his lips when I kissed him without thinking, and the subsequent embrace in response.

"Tsk." Jiang Che made a soft hissing sound, as if mocking himself.

When did Jiang Che ever need to resort to such childish physical gestures to assert her dominance?

This is not like her at all; it's unprofessional and too emotional.

But I just couldn't help it at the time.

Chen Fei had just agreed to be with her when that girl Shen Shaoting came to bother her, saying she was "cowardly" and "inefficient." How could she tolerate that?!

She was determined to let Chen Fei know, and also let that loud and boisterous girl know, that whatever Jiang Che set her sights on, she would take it in the most direct way.

Hesitate and you will lose!

Now that I've calmed down and thought about it, I realize I acted impulsively.

I should wait a while before confronting Shen Shaoting, otherwise it will be so awkward when they come to take more photos next time.

Last time in the photography studio, they were boss and part-time employee, but in the blink of an eye, they've become... well, an indescribable relationship.

However, Jiang Che had no interest in getting involved in any jealousy or rivalry.

Her battlefield was at the company. Those two girls were just Chen Fei's girlfriends, while she, Jiang Che, was the one who would create a future with Chen Fei.

The scope and dimensions are inherently different; she can maintain a superficial peace, and even... make appropriate use of it.

For example, through them, one might gain a better understanding of certain aspects of Chen Fei.

Once I understood this, the slight awkwardness in my heart disappeared.

Just then, the phone screen lit up and started to vibrate.

It's Chen Fei.

Jiang Che's heart skipped a beat the instant that name appeared.

She quickly sat up straight, picked up her phone, and opened it.

Chen Fei: "The proposal is very well written. We can discuss it in detail tomorrow morning. By the way, we have a new headquarters now, the entire 26th floor of the Jitao Building. The property rights are in my possession. Surprised? Excited? [Evil grin]"

Jiang Che's gaze lingered on the screen for three seconds.

On her first viewing, she saw the date for "tomorrow morning".

The second time, her gaze was fixed on the second half of the sentence.

Jitao Building? The entire 26th floor? Property rights?

She recognized each word individually, but when they were put together and spoken by Chen Fei in such a calm tone, it caused her a momentary cognitive block.

Jitao Building? That landmark Grade A office building in the heart of the CBD?

Are you kidding me?

She almost instinctively opened her browser and quickly searched for "price per floor area of ​​Jitao Building".

The webpage redirected quickly, and although accurate prices were hard to find, related industry analyses and rental information flooded in.

"The single-floor area of ​​Jitao Building is about 1200-1500 square meters", "The monthly rent is as high as 2000 yuan per square meter or more", "The annual rent for a single floor is several million yuan", "The price of the whole floor is 30 million yuan, which is not a myth"... These words are like cold code, forcibly injected into her brain.

Chen Fei, who was preparing to start his own business not long ago, now owns the entire floor of the Jitao Building in just a few days?!

This must be confirmed immediately!

Jiang Che barely hesitated before starting a video call.

In the few seconds it took to get through, she quickly tidied her hair and expression, and unbuttoned one or two buttons on her shirt.

The video call connected.

The scene that appeared, however, made Jiang Che's prepared words get stuck in his throat.

On the other side of the camera, the first thing that catches the eye is an extremely spacious and high-ceilinged area, with light gray matte floor tiles as smooth as a mirror.

Outside the window is a panoramic view of the city, with the Pearl River winding like a ribbon in the distance and the Canton Tower clearly visible.

This perspective, this height, this view... is a direct symbol of money and status.

Chen Fei's face appears in the frame, with the office floor of the Jitao Building in the background.

"Chen Fei," Jiang Che composed himself, speaking faster than usual, "the 26th floor of the Jitao Building you just mentioned, could you please show me the property ownership documents?"

"So soon?" Chen Fei smiled on the other end of the screen. The camera swayed as he seemed to take something out of his briefcase. "Okay, here you go."

The camera was pointed at an open document.

The cover is dark red, and it reads "Real Estate Ownership Certificate".

Jiang Che's heart tightened suddenly, and he leaned forward, wanting to see more clearly.

Chen Fei's finger traced the crucial point—Rights Holder: Chen Fei. Location: 26th Floor, Jitao Building. Building Area: 1280 square meters. Type of Right: Ownership.

A bright red seal.

It's true! Absolutely true! And he's right there right now!

The immense shock made Jiang Che forget to breathe. Was his first love really that amazing?

However, before she could process the shock, the camera slightly shifted, and another figure entered the edge of the frame.

It was a short-haired girl standing a little further away, seemingly also observing the office.

With a neat hairstyle and a clear, defined profile, he was wearing a simple white shirt and suit pants, taking pictures everywhere with his phone, almost as if he was recording something.

She seemed to notice the camera, glanced at the screen, nodded in Jiang Che's direction as a greeting, and then continued her work, as if taking photos was the most important thing.

Who is this woman? Jiang Che frowned deeply.

It wasn't Shen Shaoting, nor Lin Jingyi; a completely new face appeared so easily next to Chen Fei?

A subtle alarm bell rang in my heart.

The matter between Shen Shaoting and Lin Jingyi hasn't been sorted out yet, and now another one has popped up? And at this time and in this place?