Shen Hao sat in his spacious, sleek office, surrounded by floor-to-ceiling glass windows that offered a breathtaking view of the city skyline.
Directly across from his desk, right in his line of sight, sat Yui Ling.
She was working diligently at her own workstation, completely focused on her duties as his secretary and
Shen Hao tried to concentrate on the documents in front of him, but his mind refused to cooperate.
Every few seconds, his eyes would betray him, drifting back to rest on her.
Seeing her so focused, looking professional yet mesmerizing, made it impossible for him to get any actual work done.
After struggling to maintain his composure for a while, he finally gave up.
“Yui Ling…
bring your laptop over here and sit closer to me.”
Hearing his command, Yui Ling looked up.
Instead of coming toward his desk, her gaze shifted toward the leather sofa on the other side of the room.
However, that sofa was still quite far from Shen Hao’s executive desk.
Shen Hao leaned back, a faint smile playing on his lips as he called out again, “Not over there.
Come sit closer to me.”
Yui Ling puffed out her cheeks with a slight pout, letting out a soft, playful sigh of frustration.
Giving him an annoyed yet affectionate glance, she stood up, picked up her laptop, and walked over to his desk.
She pulled out the chair directly across from him and sat down, resting her hands on the desk as she looked at him with an raised eyebrow, as if asking, ‘Happy now?’
But Shen Hao was far from satisfied.
Without saying a word, he stood up from his chair and walked around the heavy desk directly to her side.
Before she could react, he reached down, slid his arms beneath her waist and legs, and lifted her completely off the chair.
“Kyaa…!” Yui Ling gasped softly, caught off guard.
Ignoring her light protest, Shen Hao turned around, took his seat in the high-backed executive chair, and pulled her right into his lap.
the sudden warmth and soft curves of her body pressed gently against him, sending a subtle ripple of electricity straight to his chest.
She felt impossibly light, like holding a bundle of silk and fresh blossoms.
The faint, sweet fragrance of her perfume drifted up, wrapping around his senses as her soft breath hit his neck.
Yui Ling’s face flushed bright red, a deep crimson creeping up to the tips of her ears.
Flustered, she immediately tried to push herself up to stand, but Shen Hao’s grip on her waist tightened just enough to keep her firmly in his lap.
He wrapped both arms snugly around her waist, pulling her closer until there was no space left between them.
Leaning in, he rested his face gently against the crook of her neck, breathing in her scent.
“Just stay right here,” he murmured, his voice low and soothing.
“Master Shen Hao, please let me go…” Yui Ling whispered frantically, her voice trembling with embarrassment.
“What if someone walks in and sees us like this?”
Shen Hao chuckled softly against her skin, unbothered. Find the original chapter at g.com.
“So what should we do, I’ll just give the order right now to lock the doors.”
Just as Shen Hao was about to pick up his phone to send the message instructing his staff not to enter the office, a notification popped up on his screen.
It was a message from his mother.
Only a short while ago, he had reached out to her, asking for her assistance regarding the ongoing issue with Shen Tian.
It turned out she had just sent her reply.
The message read:
“Shen Hao, you asked for my help to handle Shen Tian.
Honestly, dealing with him should have been a simple task.
Why are you saying that things tied to him are far too dangerous and that you need my backing?
Regardless, I am hiring a few elite professionals to assist you with this matter.
I have attached their profiles and details below—take a look.
Will these people be enough for you?”
Below the message were images of four individuals.
*The first profile showed a hulking, middle-aged man with a massive frame and a thick white beard.
His exposed skin was covered in a network of battle-worn scars, evident marks from countless brutal fights.
Below his photo, a brief description listed his feats:
This man once lifted an entire truck using nothing but his sheer physical strength.
Known for his terrifying power, a single punch from him is enough to shatter a human skull.
In the underground world, people call him Skull Crusher.
*The second picture showed a lean man with sickly pale skin, his face partially hidden behind long, messy strands of hair.
A former high-ranking military sniper who took an early retirement from the armed forces.
His sharp-shooting skills are unmatched.
Beyond his lethal accuracy with long-range rifles, he is fully trained in heavy military hardware, including tanks and missile launchers.
When it comes to long-range weaponry, he is an absolute master.
*The third image was that of a woman with vibrant, fire-red hair.
She had an incredibly fit, athletic build that hinted at speed and strength beneath her clothing.
The description below her profile read:
A specialist in close-quarters combat.
She has a dark past as a notorious serial killer.
Renowned for her unmatched skill with daggers, she can efficiently neutralize 20 to 30 targets alone with lethal precision.
*The fourth image displayed a middle-aged man dressed in traditional Chinese attire.
He wore a heavy, loose-fitting black silk jacket over a tight white inner shirt, secured with a broad cloth belt around his waist, and flowing black trousers tapered at the ankles.
The description below detailed his background:
A true powerhouse and a distinguished traditional martial artist, he is legendary for his profound grasp of ancient kung fu skills.
Shen Hao studied the profiles on the screen intently.
Sitting in his lap, Yui Ling looked at the photos over his shoulder and remarked softly, “Every single one of them is a top expert in their field…
and it seems they’re no strangers to dirty work either.
No wonder your mother recommended them to handle Shen Tian.”
Shen Hao nodded thoughtfully.
“It seems my mother noticed something off about Shen Tian as well.
Otherwise, she wouldn’t have taken my words so seriously and sent such a lineup.
Individually, they are undoubtedly elite.
But will they truly be enough to take down Shen Tian?”
He paused, a shadow of doubt crossing his eyes.
“They have reached the absolute peak of human strength,” he whispered, “but can mere human prowess stand a chance against supernatural forces?”
A hint of anxiety seeped into Yui Ling’s voice.
She turned slightly to look at him, her eyes filled with visible concern.
“Shen Hao…
I know your father intends to give that property to Shen Tian.
But don’t you think Shen Tian earned it himself by saving your father’s life?
Besides…
I didn’t see that white spirit anywhere near him.
What if those two aren’t even connected?”
Her voice trembled slightly as she spoke.
It wasn’t just a simple doubt—she was genuinely terrified for Shen Hao’s safety.
Deep down, she couldn’t shake off the overwhelming, suffocating aura Shen Tian had radiated.she is having bad feeling that something bad going to happen to Shen hao.
Shen Hao smiled gently at her, leaning down to plant a reassuring kiss on her forehead.
“You make a valid point,” he said, his tone turning calm and decisive.
“But don’t worry about it too much.
I’ve dealt with plenty of threats before.
Besides, our father is hardly a saint, and as you well know, the Shen Family doesn’t exactly have clean hands either.
We’ve done our fair share of dirty work to get where we are.” You just have to make a plan to leave him all alone, then dump everything else on me.”Shen hao can’t tell yui ling that he is doing of this mostly because his six sence is screaming that shen tian is dangerous.
He paused, a dark, calculating glint flashing in his eyes.
“As for whether that white spirit is connected to Shen Tian or not…
once he’s dead, I’ll have my answer.”