That night.
Around eight thirty.
Ding-dong, ding-dong. The doorbell to the business suite rang again.
This time, Dong Xuebin was cautious. He peered through the peephole, and a stunningly beautiful face, set in a stern expression, filled his view.
There was no mistaking it! Geng Yuehua had come this time!
Dong Xuebin quickly opened the door and stepped aside to let Yuehua in. "You're here?"
"Mm."
"Why so late?"
"I had a short meeting with them."
"Oh, come in. I'll make you some tea."
Though he spoke politely, once the door closed, Dong Xuebin and Geng Yuehua naturally did not need to stand on ceremony. After all, they had slept together more than once. Geng Yuehua wore a sharp outfit: pure white slacks and a dark blue women's blazer, which wrapped around her voluptuous figure. She looked irresistibly alluring, exuding the temptation of a mature woman from head to toe—far more naturally seductive than Chen Xiaomei.
Dong Xuebin wrapped his arms around her from behind. "Did you miss me?"
Geng Yuehua frowned, her face darkening. "What are you doing?"
"Nothing. Just asking whether you missed me."
"...Why would I miss you?" Geng Yuehua said stiffly. "Didn't you say you had something to discuss? What is it? I'm listening. I still have to go back later!"
"You're no fun."
"Let go of me!"
"Fine, fine. Sigh."
With no other choice, Dong Xuebin let her go and went to make tea with a wry smile. When he looked back, Geng Yuehua had taken off her blazer and sat down on the sofa. Dong Xuebin glanced at the full curve of her chest beneath her blouse, then walked over and handed her the water. "Drink up. Careful, it's hot. Actually, there wasn't really anything I needed from you."
Geng Yuehua's brows drew together