Morning.
Guangming Street, Dormitory Building.
The sky had long since brightened, and it was time for work.
Dong Xuebin tucked his bag under his arm and left, walking down the stairs floor by floor. His mind was still savoring the hazy scenes District Governor Yuehua had left him with last night: sharing a towel, wearing the same suit. Even now, he carried a faint trace of Geng Yuehua's mature scent. Dong Xuebin was in a good mood. The sight of the district governor after her bath, in her pajamas, just waking up—her private side as a beautiful district governor was not something just anyone got to see. No one would probably have imagined that beneath the clothes of such a stern and proper district governor lay such deep cleavage and such alluring underwear.
As he narrowed his eyes and reminisced, he reached the first floor.
The moment he stepped out of the building, Dong Xuebin suddenly halted. His black Porsche SUV, parked downstairs, was surrounded by Wang Yuling and two Street Office clerks.
"Director."
"Director Dong."
"Good morning."
The two clerks respectfully greeted Dong Xuebin as soon as they saw him emerge, then hurried away.
Only then did Wang Yuling come back to her senses. She smiled shyly. "Director, are you heading to work?"
Dong Xuebin smiled and nodded. "Yeah. What's going on?"
"Oh, someone parked a car beneath our building, and it even has a Capital license plate." At the mention of it, Wang Yuling clicked her tongue in amazement. Today, she wore a very formal white women's suit, making her seem less unruly and more reserved. "This is the first time I've seen such a smooth Beijing plate number."
Just then, Zhou Yanru emerged from the building in a knit sweater and jeans, smiling. "Director."
Dong Xuebin smiled.