My cousin-in-law helped me achieve my ambitions.

"Alright, you get it now!" Lin Shumei patted Su Ming on the shoulder and laughed, "It's up to you now!"

"Yes, I got it! Don't worry, manager, I guarantee I'll complete the task." Su Ming patted his chest and assured him.

Lin Shumei nodded in satisfaction, walked up to Su Ming, and stretched out her long, fair hands to straighten his collar, her movements as gentle as if she were caressing a lover.

"Little Su, if you handle this matter well, I won't treat you unfairly," she whispered in Su Ming's ear.

Su Ming felt a rush of heat enter his ear, and half of his body went limp. He looked at Lin Shumei so close to him, her beautiful face, her captivating eyes, and her alluring red lips…

Just as his mind was wandering, the image of his cousin-in-law Qiu Tong's beautiful and refined face suddenly appeared in his mind, along with the shocking scene she had witnessed in the room the previous night.

Su Ming jolted awake, his rationality returning instantly. He took a step back and said with a dry laugh, "Don't worry, Manager, I will certainly live up to your expectations. Um... if there's nothing else, I'll be going now."

After saying that, he fled the office as if he were escaping.

As soon as I stepped outside, I ran into Wu Yumin, who was like a persistent ghost.

"What were you doing at the manager's?" Wu Yumin asked with a gloomy face and his eyes were full of suspicion.

Su Ming's heart skipped a beat, but he put on a bitter face: "Don't even mention it, team leader. The manager just called me in and yelled at me, saying I was too slow at entering orders today, and that I got in through connections, and if I don't work hard I'll be fired... Ugh, so unlucky!"

Upon hearing this, Wu Yumin's suspicions vanished considerably, and he instead laughed gleefully, "Serves you right! You always have no eyes for yourselves. Alright, get back to work!"

Watching Wu Yumin's smug back, Su Ming sneered inwardly: Laugh, old man, let's see how long you can keep laughing!

When Su Ming returned to his rented apartment that evening, he saw Qiu Tong sitting on the sofa, holding a bottle of safflower oil and massaging her ankle. Her injured foot was resting on the coffee table, and her brows were furrowed, clearly indicating that she was in considerable pain.

"Sister-in-law, what happened to your foot?" Su Ming quickly put down his bag and went over to ask.

"Sigh, don't even mention it." Qiu Tong sighed. "I twisted my ankle again while buying groceries during the day. Plus... I got my period, and my stomach hurts terribly."

As she spoke, she clutched her lower abdomen, a look of pain on her face.

Su Ming felt a pang of heartache when he saw her pale face. Without a word, he turned and went into the kitchen.

Not long after, he came out carrying a bowl of steaming ginger water.

"Drink this first to warm yourself up." Su Ming handed the bowl to Qiu Tong, then went to the bathroom to fetch a basin of hot water. "Here, soak your feet, I'll give you a massage."

Qiu Tong drank a few sips of ginger water and felt much warmer. She looked at Su Ming, who was squatting on the ground testing the water temperature for her, and a hint of tenderness flashed in her eyes.

"You're so kind," she said softly. "I didn't expect you to be so caring, despite your young age!"

"Sister-in-law, you have difficulty moving around now, so of course I have to take care of you."

Su Ming put her feet in the water and gently washed them. Qiu Tong's feet were small and delicate, with fair and smooth skin, and round and cute toes that gleamed faintly under the light. Holding them in his hands, Su Ming felt as if he were holding a piece of warm and smooth jade, and his palms involuntarily began to sweat.

"This feels so good." Qiu Tong put a hand on his shoulder and laughed, "Have you ever washed another woman's feet?"

"No..." Su Ming didn't dare look at her, and asked in a slightly tense voice, "Sister-in-law, is the water temperature suitable?"

"Mmm, just right." Qiu Tong closed her eyes, enjoying Su Ming's service.

After pressing the buttons for a while, Qiu Tong's phone suddenly rang. She picked it up, her expression changed slightly, and she hesitated for a moment before answering.

"Hey... um, I know... I'll be careful... Take good care of yourself over there too."

After saying something on the other end of the phone, Qiu Tong's voice became exceptionally polite and distant, even carrying a hint of cautious flattery.

Clearly, the call was most likely made by her lover, Jiang Jian.

After hanging up the phone, Qiu Tong's mood clearly dropped, and her slightly relaxed brows furrowed again.

While wiping her feet, Su Ming casually asked, "Was it him who called?"

Qiu Tong was silent for a moment, then nodded: "Mm."

"Is he good to you?" Su Ming couldn't help but ask.

Qiu Tong gave a bitter smile, looked at the pitch-black night outside the window, and said softly, "Whether it's good or bad, it's all fate."

These words were like a thorn, piercing Su Ming's heart. Looking at the beautiful yet exhausted woman before him, a powerful impulse surged within him: he had to snatch her away from that man! He had to give her a truly happy life! His cousin-in-law was so beautiful, so captivating; he couldn't help but think of her whenever he closed his eyes.

That evening, his cousin's wife didn't go to work at the club. Su Ming chatted with her for an hour or two, laughing and talking, which made him feel more and more that his cousin's wife was a woman he could get close to. He felt particularly comfortable with his cousin's wife.

Late at night, Su Ming lay on the bamboo mat on the bedroom floor, listening to Qiu Tong tossing and turning on the bed, knowing that she was definitely not asleep either.

He clenched his fists, not daring to ask or get up to peek, but secretly vowing in his heart: Su Ming, you must make something of yourself! Not just for yourself, but also for your cousin's wife!

The next morning, Su Ming arrived at the warehouse early. Taking advantage of the fact that no one was around, he quietly climbed onto the shelf and slightly adjusted the angle of the surveillance camera facing the back door.

Originally, the camera was facing the back door, but Wu Yumin and his gang tampered with it, tilting it to a corner of the wall so it couldn't capture any activity at the back door. Su Ming moved it back a bit; although it couldn't capture the entire back door, it could capture a silhouette whenever someone entered or exited through the back door.

that's enough.

After doing all this, Su Ming jumped down nonchalantly, dusted off his hands, and a cold smile curled at the corner of his mouth.

Wu Yumin, your good days are over.

As the end-of-month inventory count draws closer, the atmosphere in the warehouse grows increasingly tense.

Wu Yumin has been unusually excited these past few days, spinning around the warehouse like a wound-up top. He not only sent Tian Jing and several other veteran employees away to take charge of the outer inventory, but also left Su Ming and his trusted confidants in the core area.

Su Ming knew in his heart that Wu Yumin was preparing to make his move. He kept Su Ming behind for two reasons: first, he thought Su Ming was a newcomer and easy to control; second, he wanted to drag Su Ming down with him so that he could find a scapegoat if something went wrong.

But this was exactly what Su Ming wanted.

Near the end of the workday, Su Ming secretly pulled Tian Jing into a corner.

"Jing-jie, don't rush off work tonight," Su Ming said in a low voice. "I have a feeling something might happen tonight."

Tian Jing was startled and asked nervously, "What happened? What does Wu Yumin want to do?"