The Head Butler's Special Leotard

As night deepened, East Lake Private Club, River City.

After returning from school, Su Bai headed straight to the luxurious tea room on the second basement level. The decor was exquisite in every detail, with top-grade golden-thread nanmu tea cabinets kept at constant temperature and humidity lining the walls. A faint scent of agarwood lingered in the air.

He lounged lazily in a broad huanghuali grandmaster's chair, casually picked up the purple clay teapot on the table, and poured himself a cup of freshly brewed premium mother-tree Da Hong Pao. Liu Chenhu had pulled countless strings to obtain these tea leaves; they were simply unavailable on the market at any price. Su Bai raised the cup and took a light sip. The mellow, rich tea flowed down his throat, washing away the day's exhaustion.

Just then, the tea room's heavy solid-wood door was gently pushed open.

Su Bai looked up and saw Chen Yusheng walking in from outside with a beaming smile.

Today, Chen Yusheng had unexpectedly changed into a moon-white, high-slit qipao. Its cut was exceptionally form-fitting, and the silk gleamed softly beneath the warm lighting, giving her normally aloof, studious air an added touch of classical charm. The qipao tightly outlined her slender waist and full curves. As she walked, her long, fair, toned legs—without an ounce of excess flesh—appeared and disappeared through the high slits at either side of the skirt, creating a striking sight.

"Why are you dressed like that?" Su Bai set down his teacup, openly letting his gaze travel over her graceful curves. Then he patted his thigh, signaling for her to come over.

Chen Yusheng obediently approached and straddled Su Bai's lap with perfect ease, wrapping her arms around his neck. The slit in her qipao slipped aside, pressing a large expanse of