Lu Siyue had just stepped out of the bathroom. Her long black hair was still damp with droplets of water clinging to it. Since her previous clothes had been soaked, she now wore a light blue off-shoulder dress. Her tall and slender figure, combined with her graceful curves, gave off a mature and elegant charm.
Chu Feng had seen many girls before. Among them, Shen Chenxi could be considered one with remarkable temperament. She had always been praised as an elf-like girl, and three years of persistent training had given her a unique aura that far exceeded her age. Yet, when placed beside Lu Siyue, Shen Chenxi seemed to lose her brilliance.
As a self-made CEO now worth billions, Lu Siyue managed hundreds of employees. Over time, she had cultivated a noble aura of authority. Every look, every movement carried a refined elegance, whether standing still or turning gracefully, she radiated confidence.
Beneath this dignified poise, however, her attire revealed a touch of sensuality. The short dress highlighted her slim waist and long legs, while the off-shoulder design showcased her delicate collarbones and graceful shoulders. At this moment, Lu Siyue embodied both nobility and sensual allure—so captivating that one glance could make anyone lose themselves.
“Gulp!” The sound came from Ling Yue, who couldn’t help swallowing. Lu Siyue’s charm wasn’t something that only captivated men—even her personal secretary Ling Yue found it impossible to resist.
Chu Feng quickly regained his composure and carried the four dishes and one soup he had prepared from the kitchen to the dining table. By the time he had everything set, Lu Siyue had just finished drying her hair. The three of them sat down to eat.
Chu Feng’s culinary skills were beyond question. Even Lu Siyue, who was accustomed to exquisite delicacies, couldn’t help but praise him repeatedly. At the table, Ling Yue faithfully carried out her duties as a personal assistant, serving Lu Siyue with meticulous care. She peeled a lobster and placed it before her. Then, as if remembering something, she peeled another and offered it directly to Chu Feng’s lips.
This action drew a curious glance from Lu Siyue. Chu Feng, however, didn’t refuse and accepted it in one bite. Being fed directly by a beautiful girl was truly delightful. He suddenly thought of Shen Chenxi, that childish girl. If it had been her, she would probably have tossed the lobster to the floor and ordered him to crawl and eat it. Just imagining it sent a shiver down his spine.
Although being a bootlicker was his profession, deep down Chu Feng still longed for respect. Comparing the two, he realized he truly felt more comfortable here. With Lu Siyue, he felt at ease, as though he were back home. This chapter is updated first at novelping.com.
The meal ended with Chu Feng’s lips oily and satisfied. Naturally, it was Ling Yue’s task to handle the cleanup. Chu Feng went to the bathroom to wash his hands, then lazily collapsed on the sofa in the living room, unwilling to move again.
At that moment, Lu Siyue approached him. Her gentle voice carried warmth as she said, “Ling Yue told me your family is in the hospital. Do you want me to help you find a better one?”
It was obvious that while he had been cooking earlier, Ling Yue had told her about his situation. Chu Feng felt a warm sensation in his heart. He shook his head and said, “It’s fine. Grandma has already been discharged. The doctor said there isn’t any big problem…”
Before he could finish, Lu Siyue suddenly turned sideways, resting her head on his lap. Her expression was completely relaxed as she murmured, “That’s good…” Her eyes slowly closed.
Suffering from severe insomnia, she hadn’t slept properly for over a week. She had tried all kinds of massage therapies and medications, yet none worked. Strangely, whenever Chu Feng was around, she could easily fall into a deep sleep. Her consciousness faded, and in a half-drowsy tone she muttered, “My neck feels sore lately… help me press it a little…” Her voice grew weaker until it was replaced by faint snores.
Chu Feng looked at her flawless face resting so close, his heart pounding. This was the so-called lap pillow, he thought. Still, he didn’t forget his role. With a steady breath, he tucked her damp hair gently behind her ear and began to massage her lightly.
Her skin was fair and delicate, glowing faintly under the light. Because of her posture, the neckline of her off-shoulder dress had shifted, and the layered curves beneath the fabric faintly revealed themselves. Chu Feng’s throat went dry, and although he forced himself to remain calm, a restless heat surged in his chest.
Meanwhile, Ling Yue had finished cleaning the kitchen spotless. She removed her apron and came out, only to be greeted by the sight in the living room. At first, her instinct was to step forward and stop them, but then she hesitated.
As Lu Siyue’s personal secretary, her main responsibility was to monitor Chu Feng. After all, Lu Siyue always fell into deep sleep when Chu Feng was around. If he harbored any improper intentions, she would be in great danger, which was why Ling Yue always stayed nearby. Now, however, seeing Lu Siyue resting on his lap, her dress wrinkled and her posture vulnerable, Ling Yue should have intervened. At the very least, she should have woken her or covered her with a blanket. The source of this chapter is NovelPing.
But then she recalled Chu Feng’s background. Orphaned at a young age, raised only by his grandmother, what he longed for most was familial affection. Even though she often opposed him, he still treated her like a sister. As for Lu Siyue, perhaps in Chu Feng’s heart, her care resembled the love of a mother.
Just then, Ling Yue noticed Chu Feng’s hands moving over Lu Siyue. His touch glided gently across her, almost as if caressing her entire body. Rage flared within Ling Yue, and she instinctively rushed forward. But when she looked closer, she realized there was no trace of lust in his eyes—only warmth and happiness, like a child smiling contentedly in his mother’s embrace.
Her anger instantly dissolved, replaced by a wave of guilt.
That night, Lu Siyue slept soundly, perhaps better than she had in years. She even dreamed of being in her father’s warm embrace again. When she awoke, dawn had already broken.
She remembered falling asleep in the living room, yet now she was in her bedroom. “Did Chu Feng carry me here?” she wondered. Shaking her head, she realized she had slept too deeply to remember.
“If only I could always sleep this well…” she murmured to herself. Stepping out of her room, she was about to head to the bathroom when she noticed a figure moving in the kitchen. Approaching quietly, she saw Chu Feng’s tall frame busy at work.
“He’s making breakfast for me…” At that thought, her heart, long dormant, suddenly throbbed. It pounded faster and faster, leaving Lu Siyue standing frozen in place.