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

Su Ming held the microphone, listening to the busy tone, and didn't know whether to laugh or cry.

This woman, who acts so aloof on the surface, like an iceberg, is incredibly passionate in bed! Her voice, her posture, the way she practically wants to meld him into her very bones—it's completely different from the cold voice on the phone now. If he hadn't experienced it firsthand, he wouldn't have believed it was the same person.

"Serves you right for pretending. I'll punish you severely next time we're at a hotel."

Su Ming put down the microphone, a smile still lingering on his lips.

Tian Jing was secretly glancing at him, and when she saw his expression, she immediately rolled her eyes wide and round, a very skillful way to do it.

"What's wrong? Why are you laughing like that?" She sneered, her tone tinged with a hint of sourness. "If Lin Shumei asks you to go on a business trip later, you're dead meat."

Su Ming smiled, waved his hand, and said relaxedly, "No, it shouldn't be that serious. She asked me to go to her office; there's probably something else going on."

After saying that, he turned around and hurriedly left the receiving team's office, his steps as light as if he were riding on wheels of fire.

Tian Jing sat in front of the computer, staring at his retreating figure as he disappeared through the door, stunned for several seconds.

She felt something was off. When did Lin Shumei become so concerned about a lowly warehouse clerk? Business trips, phone calls, summoning him to her office—what was she up to?

She bit her lip, a sudden, inexplicable unease rising within her. It felt like someone was eyeing the meat in her bowl.

Su Ming took three steps at a time, crossed the factory area, went up the office building, and headed straight for Lin Shumei's office.

The door was ajar, and he knocked.

"Come in."

He pushed the door open and closed it behind him. As soon as he looked up, his heart skipped a beat.

Lin Shumei was sitting behind her desk, a pen in her hand, writing something on a document. Today she was wearing a dark blue business suit, the tailored fit accentuating her slender waist and full curves. The collar of her white silk blouse was slightly open, revealing her delicate collarbone and a small patch of snow-white skin, a thin necklace hanging above her cleavage, shimmering softly under the light.

With her long hair piled up at the back of her head and a few wisps of hair hanging down beside her ears, she looked capable and elegant, like a successful career woman in a TV drama.

But when she looked up and her beautiful phoenix eyes glanced at him, there was no trace of the coldness of a "strong woman" in her gaze.

Those eyes were like a pool of spring water, so alluring they could drip honey.

Su Ming's heart skipped a beat, and his gaze involuntarily drifted towards the window.

The curtains were drawn tightly shut.

He secretly groaned inwardly.

Oh no, this lecherous woman is going to cause trouble again! During work hours, this is too exciting! This woman is no good!

"What are you standing there for? Come and sit down." Lin Shumei beckoned to him, her voice soft and gentle, a stark contrast to the cold voice she had on the phone earlier.

Su Ming said "Oh," walked over, and sat down in the chair in front of the desk. Before he could even settle in, Lin Shumei stood up.

She walked around the desk and stood in front of him.

Her high heels clicked crisply on the ground, each sound like a tap on his heart. She stopped in front of him, looking down at him, a slow smile curving her lips.

Then, she reached out and gently placed her hand on his shoulder.

Su Ming froze.

Her hands were slightly cool, her fingertips gently tracing his shoulders and neck with a barely perceptible pressure. She bent down, bringing her breath close to his ear, her warm breath tickling his earlobe, carrying a pleasant perfume scent. Then, her sexy, soft body pressed down, clinging tightly to his arm.

Su Ming was speechless. This woman started with a bombshell the moment she walked in. Who the hell could stand it?

"Xiao Su..." Her voice was as soft as cotton candy, sweet and cloying, "Have you missed me these past few days?"

Su Ming blushed and hummed in agreement.

To be honest, his body reacted instinctively to this woman's teasing. It wasn't that he was weak-willed; this vixen was just too good at seducing him. Her voice, her eyes, the pressure of her fingers—everything was just right, as if she had specifically studied his weaknesses.

To be honest, he did miss her a little.

He imagined her in bed, her irresistible allure, and the satisfied look on her face when she held him.

Seeing his reaction, Lin Shumei laughed even harder. She released his shoulder and squatted down in front of him.

The movement was so natural, as if she were doing something perfectly ordinary. She squatted down in front of him, looking up at him, her eyes sparkling like two ripe grapes. Her hand rested on his thigh, her fingertips gently caressing it, then slowly moving upwards, little by little, as if playing a silent melody.

Su Ming felt a jolt of electricity shoot from his thigh to the top of his head, leaving him completely numb. He swallowed hard, his Adam's apple bobbing, and his voice distorted.

"Manager Lin, this is during working hours..." he stammered, "I'm afraid it's inappropriate for us to do 'that' here?"

Lin Shumei paused for a moment, then giggled, her laughter clear and melodious, like silver bells jingling in the wind. She reached out and gently patted his thigh, playfully scolding, "You little rascal, you seem even more anxious than I am!"

She stood up, crossed her arms, tilted her head to look at him, and gave him a mischievous smile: "Who told you I was going to do 'that' with you here? I was just telling you, Sister Lin, I miss you. I'm afraid I won't be able to make it through next week's business trip."

"Ah...this..." Su Ming felt his cheeks burning.

That's way too impatient!

Lin Shumei paused, took a step forward, bent down, her face almost touching his, and lowered her voice, with a hint of coquetry: "How about we find a place tonight and go out together?"

Upon hearing this, Su Ming froze. He was debating whether to agree to go on a date with her. He did want to go on a date with her, but once there was a first time, there would be countless more. If things continued like this, something bad would inevitably happen sooner or later.

He was both nervous and embarrassed, his heart pounding like a rabbit's.

He was worried that his cousin's wife would find out about his affair with Lin Shumei. This woman was so addicted; he'd only gone two days, and she was already pestering him again. If this continued, she'd eventually be exposed. What would his cousin's wife think if she found out he was having an affair with a woman six or seven years older than him? Would she ignore him? Would she tell her parents?

His mind was in complete turmoil, and his expression became conflicted.

Lin Shumei couldn't help but laugh at his nervous expression. She reached out and patted his thigh again, this time with a bit more force, showing a touch of intimacy.

"Why are you so nervous?" As if she could read his mind, she placed her hand on his neck, her fingertips gently stroking the back of his nape, and said softly, "Don't worry, I'm going on a date with you, and it definitely won't be in our town. It would be awkward if we ran into someone we know."