Lin Xiaojin clenched her teeth in frustration. She cursed silently—if Qin Ge really cared about “maintaining proper boundaries between men and women,” then he wouldn’t have asked her for a massage, and certainly wouldn’t have pulled out a pair of black stockings for her to wear.
Wasn’t this clearly a case of the thief crying thief, trying to take advantage of her?
Did he really think she was that stupid?
She wasn’t. Lin Xiaojin wasn’t stupid at all—in fact, she was smart!
Hoo—!
She took a deep breath.
A crushing sense of helplessness wrapped around her entire being, making it hard to breathe.
Refuse?
Did she even have the right to refuse?
If this unpredictable CEO Qin decided to fire her, what would she do?
With that absurd medical report showing erratic results across the board, what company would be willing to hire her?
Lin Xiaojin hardened her heart. Her face flushed red as she muttered under her breath, “He already took advantage of me last night. He even joked that I was a cream puff. If I want to keep my job, I’ve got no choice!”
She opened the package and clumsily slipped the black stockings onto her legs, starting from her toes and slowly pulling them up her calves, her fingertips carefully smoothing out each section.
“Not bad. Skin like jade with not a hint of sweat. Just a little too skinny,” Qin Ge commented. “But after putting on the black stockings, those long legs look a little more full and shapely.”
Even someone like Qin Ge, who had extremely high standards of beauty, couldn’t help but give a thumbs-up when he saw Lin Xiaojin in black stockings.
I really am a damn genius!
Lin Xiaojin wasn’t used to the feeling of her legs being tightly wrapped. It was her first time wearing black stockings, and she found it a little strange.
Heart pounding, she stepped onto Qin Ge’s bed, gently placing her feet on his back and testing, “CEO Qin, I’ll start the massage now?”
Qin Ge let out a muffled grunt and nodded, “Hurry up. Don’t slack off.”
Lin Xiaojin grabbed the headboard for balance, then let go with both hands and carefully stepped fully onto Qin Ge’s back.
“Such firm muscles!”
“So solid!”
She couldn’t help but whisper in amazement.
She didn’t know how other men’s bodies felt, but she knew that even her father, who used to be covered in lean muscle, wasn’t nearly as sturdy as Qin Ge. Follow the newest chapters on g.com.
While massaging, she could feel his muscles like evenly distributed iron plates beneath her feet. It felt like she was standing on steel.
Even with clothes on, she could vividly imagine the toned lines of his body.
Compared to her mother’s frail, bony frame, Qin Ge’s physique was like the pinnacle of the human form.
“CEO Qin’s body is really something!”
“When you’ve got money to eat well, you end up with a body like this!”
As she continued to press into his back with her feet, Lin Xiaojin couldn’t help but admire him secretly.
And after spending the last two days alone with him, she realized CEO Qin was actually… very handsome.
She’d only seen Jiang Yingxue from afar before and had thought CEO Qin didn’t deserve her based on looks alone.
But now, it seemed that the so-called most beautiful woman in Yunhai City, CEO Jiang, might not be a good match for CEO Qin at all.
If only CEO Qin weren’t so moody, and didn’t have such a terrible reputation in the company… he might actually be the perfect dream man!
“Peh! What am I thinking?!”
Lin Xiaojin shook her head furiously, forcing those messy thoughts out of her mind, then focused seriously on stepping across his back.
“Don’t just stomp around aimlessly. Mix it up a little. Use more strength. Did you skip breakfast or what?” Qin Ge, lying face down, gave casual instructions.
“Yes, CEO Qin!” Lin Xiaojin quickly responded.
Scolded like that, she instantly adjusted her strength and massaged Qin Ge seriously, sticking to the techniques like some kind of ‘rehab therapy.’
After nearly two full hours, Qin Ge woke from his nap, his whole body feeling refreshed. He yawned lazily and waved her off, “Alright, that’s enough for today.”
Once she got off the bed, Lin Xiaojin quickly took off the stockings. There was no way she was wearing those out of the office.
But as she held the warm, smooth fabric in her hands, she hesitated, glanced up at Qin Ge, and asked anxiously, “CEO Qin, since I already wore these stockings… do you still want them?”
Qin Ge rolled over, leaned against the headboard, drank a glass of cold water in one gulp, and tilted his head, “If I say yes, what then? And if I say no?”
Lin Xiaojin bit her lip, “If you don’t want them, I’d like to take them home.”
Qin Ge raised an eyebrow, “Why take them home?” Enjoying the story? Read on at g.com.
Blushing, she replied, “To wear as thermal leggings.”
In truth, she wanted to bring them back for her mom. They were warm, and her mother’s legs couldn’t handle the cold. Wearing something like this underneath would help keep her warm.
Qin Ge didn’t think too much about it. “Do whatever you want.”
Lin Xiaojin folded the stockings neatly, carefully placed them back into the package, tucked it into the oversized blazer, then bowed slightly, “Thank you, CEO Qin.”
She turned to leave, but just then, her second-hand phone dinged again.
She looked at the screen and saw a new transfer notification. Turning back, she asked in surprise, “CEO Qin, why did you send me another 500 yuan?”
Qin Ge replied calmly, “Massage fee.”
“But you already gave me 500 yuan last night. Isn’t that a bit much?” Lin Xiaojin felt guilty taking it.
Qin Ge chuckled, “Then send it back.”
As soon as she unlocked her phone, he continued, “If massages you’ve already been paid for don’t need to be paid again, then you’ve already received two months of intern wages. I’ll inform finance not to pay you this month.”
Lin Xiaojin looked at him, eyes filled with grievance, “CEO Qin, that’s not the same thing.”
Qin Ge waved dismissively, “Relax, I’m joking. Just take it.”
“From now on, every massage comes with a 500-yuan fee.”
Oh, right.
Remembering something, Qin Ge rummaged through the drawer beside the bed and pulled out a large stack of stockings. Then he reached into the cabinet and grabbed a cafeteria meal card, tossing it to Lin Xiaojin.
“Keep this card. From now on, get your meals from the second floor of the cafeteria. Three meals a day. Breakfast is capped at 20, lunch and dinner at 50 each. No more filling your stomach with cake and milk tea from the snack shelf.”
“Have you seen your medical report?”
“You’re missing everything—except your fasting blood sugar and glycated hemoglobin, which are both ridiculously high.”
“I’m worried you’ll die on me one day.”
Lin Xiaojin pouted, her eyes glistening with tears.
But Qin Ge immediately broke the emotional moment, “Alright, get going.”
“Start eating proper meals in the cafeteria. That’ll cost the company less than all that cake and milk tea. I just don’t want someone like you—a natural born Technical Physique Saint—to fall down the rotten path of sugar and snacks.”