Xia Feng had no idea that his wife’s mind was already busy plotting the astonishing plan of finding him another “sister” to share the burden.
Right now, he was driving that flashy red Maserati, arriving cheerfully at the company parking lot.
He had just found a spot and parked the car properly when a familiar voice called out from nearby.
“Yo, Brother Feng!”
Two male colleagues who usually got along well with him happened to walk past. The moment they saw Xia Feng step out from the driver’s seat of that eye-catching Maserati, their eyes nearly popped out.
“Damn, Brother Feng! Since when did you get rich? This car must cost several million, right?”
One of them circled the car, clicking his tongue in amazement.
The other nudged Xia Feng with his elbow. “Not bad, Brother Feng. Hiding your wealth, huh? But… isn’t this color a bit too flashy for you? It’s kind of… bold.”
Xia Feng locked the car and waved casually. “Oh, this? It’s not mine.”
“It’s my wife’s. I’m just borrowing it for a few days.”
He said it lightly.
???
Three huge question marks seemed to pop up over both of their heads at the same time.
They looked at each other, their expressions priceless.
Wife?
Brother Feng, what nonsense are you talking about?!
Since when did you have a wife?
Just last week at the company dinner, weren’t you hugging a bottle and crying with us about being a hopeless single guy?
It hasn’t even been a week!
And you’re… married?!
What kind of speed is that? Did you ride a rocket or teleport?
Suddenly, the two seemed to think of something. They exchanged a glance, and both saw a flicker of shock and pity in the other’s eyes.
Then… what about Boss Su?
Su Qingxue’s crush on Xia Feng was hardly a secret in the company.
The undisguised care and special treatment she showed him were obvious to anyone who wasn’t blind.
Well, anyone except Xia Feng himself.
Seeing the two suddenly fall silent with strange expressions, Xia Feng asked in confusion, “What’s wrong with you two? Why do you look so weird?”
“No… nothing at all!”
They snapped back to reality and waved their hands quickly, forcing smiles uglier than crying. “It’s just… a bit sudden. Brother Feng, you kept this a real secret. We didn’t hear a single hint about it before!”
“Oh, that.”
Xia Feng scratched his head and decided to offer a reasonable explanation. “Well… I guess fate arrived. We both happened to like each other, and because of some things, we just got married naturally. I think… it’s pretty good.”
The two listened to his calm explanation, their expressions becoming even stranger.
Fate?
Brother, your fate arrived like a lightning strike.
But they dared not probe further and could only awkwardly offer a few “Congratulations,” before walking silently into the elevator together.
When they reached the twentieth-floor office area, the two colleagues immediately huddled together the moment they were out of Xia Feng’s sight. Like two prairie dogs who had discovered earth-shattering gossip, they began whispering to the others.
“Breaking news! Breaking news! Brother Feng got married!”
“What?! Seriously?!”
“For real! He said it himself! He even drove his wife’s Maserati today!”
“Damn! No wonder Boss Su looked like she lost her soul yesterday!”
“It’s over… Boss Su has no chance now…”
Everyone felt sorry for their capable and devoted beautiful boss.
Everyone except Xia Feng, the man of steel, who remained completely unaware.
He walked straight toward the innermost office.
As soon as he pushed the door open, he saw Su Qingxue.
She was already seated behind her desk, working.
But after only one glance, Xia Feng’s brows knitted tightly.
Su Qingxue looked terrible today.
Her usually radiant face was now pale and haggard. Dark circles hung heavily under her eyes, and her lips were drained of color.
Even her normally sleek and well-groomed long hair looked slightly messy and dry.
Her entire presence radiated a low-pressure aura that seemed to say, “I’m exhausted. Don’t provoke me.”
Even so, her breathtaking beauty could not be concealed.
Instead, she carried a fragile charm that tugged painfully at the heart.
Xia Feng strode over. “Qingxue, what’s wrong? Why do you look so bad? Didn’t you sleep last night?”
His voice was full of concern and a hint of reproach.
Su Qingxue acted as if she had not heard him enter. She kept her eyes fixed on the computer screen and replied without looking up, “I’m fine. Just a bit of insomnia. I still have some work to finish. I’ll rest after I’m done.”
Her voice was hoarse and heavy with fatigue.
Hearing that, Xia Feng’s frown deepened.
Still working?
If you keep going, you’ll collapse!
Without another word, he walked around the desk and, before Su Qingxue could react, scooped her up from her office chair in a perfect princess carry.
“Ah!”
Startled by the sudden loss of balance, Su Qingxue instinctively wrapped her arms tightly around his neck.
When she realized what was happening, her face flushed bright red.
“Xia Feng! What are you doing? Put me down!”
She struggled, embarrassed and annoyed.
Xia Feng held her more firmly, his tone leaving no room for argument. “No! You’re going to sleep right now!”
“If you don’t rest properly today, you’re not working at all!”
“Unless you fire me right now!”
With that, he carried Su Qingxue toward the small partitioned room used for short breaks inside the office.
How could Su Qingxue possibly fire him over this?
After struggling twice and realizing she could not break free from his strong arms, she gave up resisting and let him carry her.
Being held so domineeringly in his embrace, feeling the warmth of his chest and that familiar scent, a trace of sweetness involuntarily rose in her heart.
It had been… a long time since he held her like this.
But that sweetness instantly turned into boundless bitterness.
She remembered.
This embrace no longer belonged to her.
He… was someone else’s husband now.
Xia Feng carried her into the small room.
Inside was a modest but soft bed, usually used for quick naps during overtime.
Looking at her pale and exhausted face, Xia Feng felt uneasy.
He knew her personality well. Once she started working, she would not stop until she burned herself out.
He sighed, walked to the head of the bed, and gently placed his hand on her temple. “Close your eyes. I’ll massage your head and help you relax.”
Su Qingxue originally wanted to say something.
But when Xia Feng’s warm hands began gently massaging her head, a wave of warmth and comfort instantly spread from her scalp through her entire body.
It felt… too good.
All her irritability and exhaustion seemed to be smoothed away under his miraculous touch.
She could no longer resist the overwhelming drowsiness crashing over her.
Her eyelids grew heavier and heavier…
Soon, she fell asleep.
Her breathing gradually became slow and even.
Xia Feng did not stop.
He continued using his [God-Level Massage] technique to regulate the disordered circulation caused by her lack of sleep and emotional distress.
Under his treatment, Su Qingxue’s pale complexion slowly regained color.
Only after confirming that her condition had stabilized and her body had recovered did Xia Feng gently withdraw his hands.
He covered her with a blanket and quietly left the room, returning to his desk to continue working.
…
When Su Qingxue woke up again, it was because the bright sunlight streaming through the window dazzled her eyes.
She opened them groggily, momentarily unsure where she was.
It felt like she had had a very long dream.
In that dream, something warm had been comforting her the entire time.
She glanced at her phone.
It was already 12 p.m.
She had slept through the entire morning?
And it had been the most restful, steady sleep she had experienced in a long time.
When she woke up, not only had her previous headache and dizziness disappeared, but she felt refreshed and full of energy.
She knew it was all because of Xia Feng.
That man…
He was always like this…
Always appearing when she needed him most, caring for her in his overbearing yet gentle way…
He treated her so well, so thoughtfully…
Then why… why could he not understand her feelings?
Su Qingxue did not get up.
She lay there quietly, lifting one hand to shield her eyes from the sunlight.
Her other hand pressed tightly against her chest.
That place throbbed faintly because of that man.
After a long time, she let out a barely audible sigh.
“How am I supposed to let you go when you treat me like this…”
“Idiot…”