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

Shang Hesheng paused for a moment, then smiled.

With a relieved smile.

He turned around, leaning on his cane, and limped to the balcony, pushing open the glass door to let the afternoon sun stream in without any obstruction.

The sunlight fell on him, softening the sharp edges that usually hid in the shadows.

"Yes. When we were together, you told me... that in this life, there is no need to make a certain effort, no need to be so positive, and no need to have so many obsessions about working hard."

He looked up, squinting at the distant horizon, his voice carried away by the wind.

"Li Yaoyao, you shattered my 28-year-old distorted worldview."

He paused, turned his head to look at her, and the cold, sticky look in his eyes had faded away at some point.

"But I... am indeed living a much freer life than before."

Li Yaoyao sensed that something was wrong and subconsciously took two steps back, hugging Peng Peng tightly in her arms warily.

"...You're not going to confess your feelings to me, are you?"

Shang Hesheng pulled her over with just the right amount of force, so that she could stand in the sunlight.

The dappled shadows of the trees fell upon him and her, and the scattered light and shadows swayed gently between them.

Pengpeng was sandwiched between the two, tilting his head back and looking left and right, not understanding why they had suddenly squeezed together.

"Do I still have a chance?"

Before she could answer, he continued, his voice lowered, with a hint of relieved smile.

"I have no chance."

"This time, I don't want to embarrass myself anymore."

Li Yaoyao stood there, stunned.

Then she felt Shang Hesheng lower his head and gently rub his chin against the top of her head.

The movement was extremely light and brief.

Like a fallen leaf brushing against the tip of my hair, it lingered for less than a second before moving away.

He stepped back, put his hands back into his bathrobe pockets, and resumed his lazy and cynical demeanor.

It's as if those words and that touch were just an illusion in the sunlight.

The flash went off silently behind the shadows of the trees in the distance.

No one noticed that a gray minivan parked on the street corner had captured this scene with a camera.

The ambiguous atmosphere created by the half-open floor-to-ceiling windows.

And there's that unfinished Madonna painting on the easel.

The sacred and the ambiguous, the redemptive and the forbidden, are frozen in the same frame.

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In Li Yaoyao's mind, the system was like a crazed fan leader.

Holy crap... I'm starting to ship you two! This sense of redemption is off the charts!

What are you in Shang Hesheng's eyes now? A mother who embraces all and has compassion for the world!

I'm totally smitten.

【How about you try going for the NP (non-player character) matron route?】

I've noticed you seem to get along with everyone pretty well!

Li Yaoyao carried Pengpeng on the way to Qi Yuge's company, her ears aching from its noise.

Compared to the system's unreliability, she now feels that she is a survival expert who can stand on her own.

"Cao Cao, are you even focusing on the important things?"

"Your information processing efficiency is too low... Do you remember what Shang Hesheng said before he left?"

The system's shipping mode came to an abrupt end, as if someone had suddenly unplugged the internet cable.

After several seconds of silence, he awkwardly spoke.

[What did he say? I was too busy shipping these weird pairings.]

Li Yaoyao pouted and remained silent for a long time before finally speaking, word by word.

He said that he wasn't the one who drugged Su Jinsheng.

System. 【(⊙o⊙) What?!】

Li Yaoyao took a deep breath and quickened her pace.

"Cao Cao is such a useless little brat!"

"I have to tell Qi Yuge about this."

She rubbed Pengpeng's soft belly and walked quickly toward Qi Yuge's company.

Before I even reached the door, I could see him walking out from afar.

Today he wore a simple white shirt, with a navy blue knit sweater loosely draped over his shoulders, the cuffs rolled up to mid-forearm, revealing his pale wrist bones and a watch so understated that the logo was not visible.

Sunglasses covered most of his face, revealing only his sharply defined nose and thin jawline.

He held a freshly lit cigarette between his fingers, and Yanyan was resting on his other arm.

A group of bodyguards in black nodded and opened the glass door for him. He strolled out leisurely, like a cheetah patrolling its territory, lazily basking in the sun.

He managed to exude an aura of "I am the only one who matters" as he walked out of the company gate.

Li Yaoyao quickly shrank into the corner.

"Why are you dressed so provocatively! ...By the way, why didn't you tell me you brought Yan Yan along?"

She muttered to herself with a pout, but her body betrayed her by shrinking half an inch further into the corner.

The system asked her, puzzled, why she was hiding. She pursed her lips and couldn't give a clear answer, but she just felt that something was off about him today.

It turns out that women's intuition is indeed that strong.

A silver Porsche was parked at the entrance.

Su Jinsheng leaned against the car door, her red dress billowing in the wind like a blooming poppy.

When she saw Qi Yuge come out, she smiled and jogged over in her high heels.

The hem of her skirt billowed behind her like flamboyant waves.

She reached out to take his arm.

Qi Yuge shifted the hand holding the cigarette to the side, so that she only touched the fabric of his sleeve.

Su Jinsheng showed no embarrassment, smiled and withdrew his hand, turning to the other side.

She reached out and gently stroked Yanyan's breast feathers.

Surprisingly, Yan Yan neither flinched nor gave a warning hum.

Instead, it obediently lowered its head and rubbed against her fingers, then flapped its wings and flew to her arm.

Qi Yuge tilted his head slightly, his brows furrowing, as if ordering Yan Yan to fly back.

Su Jinsheng interrupted him playfully, her voice clear and affectionate.

"Yanyan is our child, why should she only be your child?"

"You miss your mom, don't you?" she said to Yan Yan.

The falcon perched on her arm, its golden-brown eyes watching her quietly, then gently nudged her cheek with its beak, as if it were truly being affectionate with its mother.

Qi Yuge took a deep drag of his cigarette, the smoke swirling out of his nostrils.

He propped his cheeks up and looked away from her face.

He walked straight to his Maybach, opened the door, and got in.

Su Jinsheng followed closely behind in the passenger seat, the red dress flashing briefly before the car door closed.

The black Maybach sped away, passing by Li Yaoyao who was squatting in the corner without slowing down.

It merged into the traffic flow of Beijing.

Li Yaoyao slowly stood up from the corner, watching the Maybach disappear into the end of the traffic.

The little meerkat in her arms raised its head, gently touched the back of her hand with its paw, and let out a soft whimper.

She lowered her head and rubbed Pengpeng's furry belly, her voice very soft, as if she were asking it, or perhaps asking herself.

"Why doesn't Yan Yan yell at her? Tch."