Transmigrated into a lewd little pervert, the crazy boss's kiss made his legs weak.

Li Yaoyao looked at him as if he were a lunatic, then pointed to the examination room behind her with a sincere and concerned expression.

"If you're sick, go in and get treatment."

"I'm a veterinarian, so treating you is a good fit... Do you want me to take a look and see what's wrong with you?"

Shang Hesheng was stunned for a moment, then burst out laughing.

He was laughing so hard his shoulders were shaking; he was almost losing his gentlemanly composure.

"You're really interesting."

Li Yaoyao got goosebumps from his laughter and quickly took the little meerkats out of the incubator and put them in his arms.

The meerkats tugged at Shang Hesheng's shirt collar with their paws, their round eyes looking at him and then at her.

Even with the little meerkat looking so adorable, she was still worried.

"Seriously, send me the video tonight. If the little meerkat gets hurt even a little bit more, I won't let you off the hook."

"I mean what I say!"

When Shang Hesheng took the meerkat, his fingers lightly brushed against the back of her hand, his fingertips slightly cool, like the forked tongue of a snake.

Li Yaoyao pulled her hand back as if she had been electrocuted, rubbed it hard on her pants twice, and made no attempt to hide her disgust.

"Get out of here, get out of here!"

Then she turned and ran into the examination room, the hem of her pink coat disappearing in a flash at the doorway.

She leaned against the door of the examination room, looking down at the back of her hand, where the slippery sensation from before seemed to still linger.

She rubbed it hard twice, and mentally broke down as she spoke to the system.

"Why are all these perverts coming to me... Am I running a pet hospital or a shelter for perverts?!"

[Perhaps you possess a magnetic field that attracts perverts.]

The system was thoroughly analyzed.

[Perhaps your persona resonates with people like you?]

"...Shut up."

·

Shen Qiongluo has been working at the Qi Group for a week.

She chose an internship in the marketing department, which was just two floors below Qi Yuge's president's office. Every day, she would time her commute to the elevator to create chance encounters with him.

I ran into them five times in a week.

He was on the phone all four times.

He nodded at her once, and then left.

As usual, she went to the parking garage to wait for him after get off work today, but he slipped away again.

She sat in her car, not in a hurry to start the engine, but instead took out her phone and read the headline in the entertainment section again.

Shen Qiongluo took a screenshot of the photo and saved it to her album, thinking that with this, she wouldn't need to take screenshots of him every day.

With the engagement already in hand, she has plenty of time to slowly work things out.

On her drive home, she turned onto a commercial street lined with ginkgo trees and caught a glimpse of a light green sign out of the corner of her eye.

"Xiaoyao Pet Hospital".

She remembered that her Garfield cat hadn't had its annual check-up yet. This store was quite close to the company, and the environment looked nice, so she could bring it over to take a look next time.

She slowed down and glanced at it from the side.

Then she slammed on the brakes and was cursed at by the people overtaking her.

But she had no time to care about any of that.

She saw Qi Yuge at the entrance of the pet store.

He stood on the sidewalk in front of the pet hospital, carrying Yanyan on his shoulder.

The person following closely behind was Li Yaoyao.

She wore a pink short-sleeved work uniform, had brown curly hair, and wore gold-rimmed glasses, looking both cute and intellectual.

Qi Yuge stopped and waited for her, bending down slightly.

Li Yaoyao tiptoed and kissed Yan Yan's head on Qi Yuge's shoulder, her lips touching the eagle's downy feathers, then smiled with her eyes crinkling.

Qi Yuge pointed to his cheek, a roguish smile playing on his lips.

Li Yaoyao raised her hand and gently slapped him, not hard, like flirting.

He wasn't annoyed. He grabbed her wrist, turned her palm over, and kissed her palm.

The lips were pressed together for longer than any social etiquette allows.

Li Yaoyao quickly pulled her hand back, her face flushed red, and she turned and ran back to the hospital like a rabbit that had been chased.

Qi Yuge stood there watching her run away, a smile on his face...

Shen Qiongluo gripped the steering wheel tightly.

She had seen Qi Yuge laugh in many different ways.

Most of them were nonchalant, dismissive laughs.

But she had never seen him like this before.

She looked at herself in the rearview mirror.

The face in the mirror was still impeccably beautiful, but the features distorted by jealousy looked ferocious no matter how you looked at them.

She was always the one being envied; she never imagined that one day she would become the one who envied others!

She took a deep breath, picked up her phone, and dialed a number.

His expression was cold and resolute.

"Dad, I need to ask you to do something for me."

·

Weekend at the Qi family's old house.

Qi Yuge brought Shen Qiongluo back for dinner as a matter of routine.

The atmosphere at the dinner table was neither warm nor cold. Qi Zhenhua sat in the main seat without smiling, while Madam Qi busied herself serving food to Shen Qiongluo. Shen Qiongluo responded politely and occasionally mentioned some company matters.

Qi Yuge quickly finished a bowl of rice, put down his chopsticks, and got up to leave.

"Stop right there!"

Qi Zhenhua's voice boomed from behind.

"You haven't finished your meal, where are you running off to? How can you be so rude!"

Qi Yuge didn't turn his head, casually waved his hand, and walked straight into the small garden without stopping.

He sat down in the wicker chair, crossed his legs, took out his cigarette case, bit off a cigarette and lit it. The bluish-gray smoke slowly rose in the twilight.

Qi Zhenhua, leaning on his cane, chased after him, stopped in front of him, and was about to reprimand him.

Suddenly, his gaze swept over a surveillance video playing on Qi Yuge's phone.

The video shows a girl in a pink work uniform squatting on the ground bandaging a honey badger, muttering something to herself. Her curly fur is a little messy, and she looks a bit silly.

Qi Yuge noticed his gaze and swiped his finger to turn off the video.

The screensaver is showing again.

A very abstract screensaver.

But he knew his son never played with abstract art.

He also knew that his son changed his phone more often than he changed his clothes, and that he always used the system default wallpaper as his screensaver.

None of his phones have any personalized settings, but now his screensaver is a girl!

Qi Zhenhua's old eyes, which had seen countless people, immediately narrowed as if he were a detective catching a cheating woman.

He sat down in the rattan chair opposite Qi Yuge, stomped his cane heavily on the floor tiles, and the sound was several octaves lower.

"Let me remind you, the men of the Qi family never cheat on their wives or have affairs."

"To share the same bed in life and the same grave in death, to be one love for life, this is our ancestral precept. If you dare to cheat on Luo Luo..."

"Yes."

Qi Yuge exhaled a puff of smoke, interrupting him.

"I was only after her from the start, and I was determined to have her as the only one."

Qi Zhenhua's expression turned to fury.

This sounds like a declaration of loyalty, but who is "she"?

This sounds like a word game.

Qi Zhenhua became increasingly uneasy, increasingly convinced that this rascal was playing him for a fool.

He didn't ask any more questions. He stomped his cane and stood up, displaying the dignified and unquestionable demeanor of a patriarch.

"You're going on a business trip to Jiangnan tonight. There's been a problem with the project there, and you need to handle it."

"Go pack your luggage now, the driver is waiting at the door."

Qi Yuge snorted coldly.

Take the cigarette out of your mouth, pinch the butt between your thumb and forefinger, and stub it out.

He stood up, put his hands in his pockets, and walked out with an air of swagger.

"Fine, I'll go."