Chapter 427: Unsteady and Floating

Walking into the bathroom, Shen Yan placed Chen Shanni into the bathtub.

He turned on the water and poured in the bath liquid...

Following that, he sat in as well and began to scrub Chen Shanni with a washcloth; Chen Shanni's eyes were brimming with tenderness, and her love for Shen Yan was like well-brewed wine, growing more mellow with the passage of time.

Overcome with emotion, she took the initiative to sit on Shen Yan's lap and offered her red lips once again.

"Shen Yan, you're so good!"

While savoring her lips, Shen Yan grinned: "Silly girl, isn't it only right to be good to you?"

After the bath, Chen Shanni snuggled into Shen Yan's arms again, asking him to help blow-dry her hair.

Shen Yan felt his path of "training" was very successful; the way the good girl acted spoiled was so natural.

A great sense of accomplishment!

Like petting a daughter, he helped Chen Shanni blow-dry her hair, and then the two returned to bed and drifted into dreamland.

The next morning, bright rays of light spilled onto the earth, carrying a thick, scorching heat; after the Qingming Festival, the momentum of summer grew increasingly intense.

A few days ago, one could still feel a hint of coolness, but today it was completely replaced by the heatwaves of summer; according to the weather forecast, the daytime temperature could break the thirty-degree mark.

Many people began to change into light, thin summer clothes.

Slim waists, long white legs...

Walking on campus, the boys made comments about the scenery around them.

This one had a hot figure, that one was sexy and charming; most men were of the same ilk—they didn't like their own women to dress too revealingly, yet they loved women who dressed that way.

After parking the car in front of the teaching building, Shen Yan ran into Tang Song and Zhu Baoping.

"Whoa! Zhu, what did you do last night? Why do you look like you've been sucked dry?"

The Zhu Baoping before him had a complexion as pale as paper, a haggard expression, and sunken eye sockets; his once-bright eyes had lost their vitality.

He walked with an unsteady gait, and his whole person exuded two words.

Weak!

This posture looked like nothing other than the result of excessive indulgence.

Could it be that he had gotten a girlfriend?

Zhu Baoping managed to squeeze out a smile and was about to speak, but various unbearable scenes involuntarily surfaced in his mind.

A bloated and flabby figure, an old face covered in wrinkles and age spots that no amount of foundation could hide, the way she would open her mouth wide and spray foam toward the sky when laughing, that unbearable body odor, and all sorts of perverted habits...

Ugh!

Unable to endure it any longer, Zhu Baoping turned toward the bushes beside him and retched.

???

Shen Yan was completely bewildered and asked Tang Song what was going on.

Tang Song shook his head in confusion: "Heaven knows; I didn't even see a shadow of him during the three-day holiday. He came back like this, as if he encountered something terrifying."

Shen Yan glanced at Zhu Baoping and thought, *Fine! Anyway, it's none of my business. *

He couldn't be bothered to waste his energy on it.

Wu Yueer didn't come to the classroom in the morning, as she was at the milk tea shop preparing for the evening's trial opening; Shen Yan accompanied Chen Shanni through two classes, then drove straight to Yuhang District.

While passing a Dior jewelry store on the way, Shen Yan had a sudden inspiration.

They had been together for so long, yet he hadn't really given the girls many gifts.

A little surprise now and then was a good thing.

So, Shen Yan turned into the jewelry store and, based on the girls' personalities and preferences, picked out some bracelets, earrings, hairpins, and the like; the items didn't need to be very expensive—they were all students, and suitability was more important than anything else.

Yancheng Clothing Factory.

Ever since Shen Yan entrusted the factory to Fang Xiang, she had logically moved into the factory manager's office; at this moment, Fang Xiang was sitting upright in the office chair.

She was meticulously reviewing documents.

"Knock, knock, knock!" A knocking sound rang out.

"Come in!"

Unlike her usual delicate gentleness, Fang Xiang's voice carried a hint of faint authority.

However, when she saw the figure appearing at the door, that face with its baby fat instantly revealed a deep sense of joy.

"Boss, you're here!"

She stood up with a start and walked over with a smile.

Shen Yan locked the door behind him and looked her up and down: fresh and refined shoulder-length hair, a light green short-sleeved T-shirt, and a black high-waisted slit skirt, with a section of fair, slender jade-like leg exposed at the slit.

Her face was adorned with light, exquisite, and appropriate makeup.

The overall ensemble gave her the charm of a city girl.

Shen Yan walked over to the chair and sat down, laughing softly: "Just happened to have nothing to do, so I came to see you."

This sentence made Fang Xiang very happy; she knew Shen Yan was a man who did big things and was usually busy, so it was already very good that he could think of her in his spare time.

Smoothing out her skirt, Fang Xiang sat sideways on Shen Yan's lap very naturally.

Her little head rested on his broad, sturdy shoulder.

Those peach-like, alluring hips truly had a unique flavor.

Shen Yan took a jewelry box out of his pocket and opened it, revealing a star-and-moon bracelet made of sterling silver inside.

"See if you like it!"

"Thank you, Boss; I like anything the Boss gives me."

A look of deep surprise flashed in Fang Xiang's eyes, and she kissed Shen Yan on the face; Shen Yan helped her put it on, and the exquisite bracelet made her wrist look even more slender.

Afterward, Shen Yan asked about the current state of the factory; he only occasionally paid attention to the daily reports.

In March, the factory, combined with the online store, had a net profit of 1.2 million.

Overall, the operations are being managed in an orderly fashion, and the results are very impressive.

Fang Xiang knows the factory's situation like the back of her hand, and she rattles off: "The spring collection inventory has been cleared, and the workshop is currently producing the summer collection at full capacity, with a total inventory of... Online store sales are quite good; yesterday, across all styles, we sold over five hundred pieces, and that should continue to increase."

"Not bad, the little wildcat can hold her own now."

Shen Yan did not skimp on his praise, while his hand landed on that slit skirt.

He gently stroked that smooth, delicate thigh; it was fleshy and full of elasticity.

"Hee hee!" Fang Xiang smiled sweetly; Shen Yan's praise was the greatest affirmation for her.

Shen Yan further urged that while production is one aspect, fire safety issues must also be taken seriously.

"I know, I go to the workshop to inspect the situation often," Fang Xiang promised very earnestly.

For the rest of the time, Shen Yan stayed at the garment factory, chatting with Fang Xiang about daily life, then went to patrol the workshop to show his face to the workers.

As night fell, the bustling Zijin Road was filled with a dense flow of people, brimming with the atmosphere of daily life, whether it was pairs of young lovers inseparable from each other, or good sisters walking arm in arm.

Inside the milk tea shop.

Wu Yueer emphasized their respective duties to the staff one last time; including Shao Mei, there were 6 employees in total: one cashier, one for ingredient preparation, three for the operation counter, and one for packaging.

"This is a trial run for us; I would rather the pace be slow than allow any mistakes to occur."

"Yes!"

The employees answered very crisply.

Seeing this scene, Chen Shanni, who was resting on the sofa, was eager to try and volunteered: "Yue'er, how about I be your cashier in a while? I want to experience what that feels like."