When the morning sunlight fell across the bedside, Yang Ming, exhausted from half the night, opened his eyes.
He instinctively patted the space beside his pillow, only then remembering that he had returned to the suite he had rented last night and had not lingered long in that tender haven.
"How did it feel, Boss?"
Lü's sly voice sounded beside him.
Yang Ming's expression was hard to put into words.
Several beams of light intertwined above his watch, and Lü appeared with a smile. Staring at the pensive Yang Ming, she asked in puzzlement:
"Why do you feel disappointed, Boss? Based on my observations of humans as a species, your performance last night may not have been unparalleled, but it was certainly quite outstanding."
Yang Ming let out a long sigh.
"That big sister knew more than I did."
Lü generated several question marks above her head to express her inability to understand this subtle state of mind.
She complained:
"Boss, if you intend to indulge your desires in the future, please also consider the increased workload for your assistant.
"Your biological information cannot be leaked carelessly. Although you took protective measures and used a device that hardened your skin to prevent flakes from shedding, that still isn't foolproof.
"I need to keep a close watch on that target for over a month."
Yang Ming cleared his throat. "Fine. Let's not discuss topics unrelated to business. They went back?"
"Yes, Boss."
Lü said softly:
"The little Princess's psychological endurance is quite limited. Once the pressure from all sides began to swell rapidly, she soon could no longer hold up. Last night, she hastily staged a scene in which three trusted aides found her, placing all the blame on her own desire to go see an opera."
"How are the female