Chapter 155: Fed to Full by Director Su

Swish~!

Lin Yuan and Sun Weiwei's faces both changed!

The two hurriedly dove under the desk to hide.

This scene was too thrilling!

Only the sound of high-heeled footsteps came from outside.

They were a few female staff from the Information Department, apparently coming to the archives to look up some information.

Lin Yuan and Sun Weiwei hid under the desk, not even daring to breathe.

At this moment, Sun Weiwei wore no clothes, naked.

If this scene were discovered by the female colleagues, it would be utterly embarrassing.

But it was fine; the two female staff just briefly searched the file information, and after a few minutes they left.

Only then did Lin Yuan and Sun Weiwei dare to crawl out from under the desk.

After that scene, both of their faces were a little flustered.

"Miss Sun, maybe we should forget about today." Lin Yuan reminded.

This place is really unsafe; it's easy to be discovered.

"My clothes are off, the treatment is halfway done, no, keep pressing." Sun Weiwei's determination to lose weight was great, so she continued to force Lin Yuan to treat her.

Lin Yuan, helpless, could only continue helping her with the treatment...

After an hour, the treatment finally ended.

Sun Weiwei transferred a thousand yuan to Lin Yuan via WeChat.

"Here, this is your hard-earned fee; from now on keep massaging me, at least three times a week. In three months, help me lose ten jin." Sun Weiwei ordered.

Lin Yuan, helpless, could only reluctantly agree.

After Sun Weiwei put on her clothes, she then got up and left.

After Lin Yuan waited a dozen or so minutes, he also quietly left the archives...

Lin Yuan came to Su Monong's office and recounted everything that had just happened between him and Sun Weiwei.

Lin Yuan, after all, belongs to Su Monong, so he holds nothing back from her and reports everything to her.

"Oh? You also helped Sun Weiwei with her weight-loss treatment?" Su Monong, upon hearing this, instantly felt a twinge of jealousy.

"Director Su, I was also forced; she gave me a thousand yuan as a hardship fee, and I'm about to hand it over to you." Lin Yuan said, and was about to give the thousand yuan to Director Su.

After all, it's dirty money; Lin Yuan didn't dare to accept it.

"This money isn't dirty; you earned it through labor, so keep it." Su Monong said.

"As long as it's not money she bribed you with, you can keep it; this doesn't involve illegality."

Lin Yuan blinked; since Director Su said so, he could only accept it.

"By the way, does your massage technique really help lose weight?" Su Monong asked curiously.

Lin Yuan nodded, "Yes, Chinese medical treatment can help cleanse the intestines and stomach, expelling excess body fat and heat, achieving the goal of weight loss."

"Oh really? Then come over and let me try a weight-loss treatment with you." Su Monong said, lightly pursing her red lips.

"Huh?" Lin Yuan stunned, "Director Su, you're not fat, why do you want to lose weight?"

Su Monong's beautiful eyes gazed dreamily as she said, "Eating little fresh meat every day, if you eat too much you get bored; you need to exercise a bit, lose some weight, right?"

After saying that, she gave Lin Yuan a resentful glance.

Lin Yuan: "..."

Lin Yuan could only step forward and begin giving Su Monong a Chinese medical massage treatment.

However, the massage Su Monong wanted was not merely a massage.

She wanted a more extensive treatment.

Even requiring paid items...

That afternoon, Lin Yuan, in the office, gave Su Monong a complete course of weight-loss treatment.

Su Monong, both physically and mentally, received deep-level exercise.

Finally, she lay in Lin Yuan's arms, drenched in fragrant sweat.

"You damned thing, remember…… you are forever mine, but don't truly develop any feelings with Sun Weiwei, got it?" Su Monong reminded resentfully.

"Director Su, rest assured, I know my limits." Lin Yuan replied.

Su Monong still couldn't rest easy, fearing Lin Yuan would be lured away by Sun Weiwei.

So Su Monong would occasionally remind him.

"You damned thing, if you ever think about it, just come find your sister anytime; got it? Don't keep things bottled up, your sister will help you." Su Monong said, and her gorgeous red lips kissed him again.

She must keep feeding Lin Yuan to her heart's content, so as to prevent him from having a relationship with Sun Weiwei.

In the afternoon, Lin Yuan's legs felt a bit weak, and he left the Chairman's Office.

Since becoming the Chairman's assistant, Lin Yuan has needed to supplement large amounts of protein every day, which is truly mentally taxing and also hard on his body.

……

After a day's work, Lin Yuan finally managed to make it to quitting time.

He was just about to go home when Yuan Hongli suddenly sent him a WeChat message.

Yuan Hongli: 【Are you free tonight? Let me treat you to dinner, thanks for pretending to be my boyfriend last time.】

Lin Yuan blinked, then replied: 【Okay, but I need to send Director Su home first, then come eat.】

He happens to be free tonight; after eating dinner a bit later, going to work at the bar wouldn't be late.

Yuan Hongli, however, replied: 【No need, I've already asked Su Monong for leave for you; she'll have her daughter take her home tonight, so after work just come directly to eat with me.】

Lin Yuan looked and thought…… Yuan Hongli really has a lot of face.

They actually already got his leave approved, so there's no need to send Director Su home?

If Lin Yuan asked for leave himself, Su Monong would definitely not agree.

Lin Yuan replied: "Okay, see you later."

……

After work, Su Monong rode home in her daughter's Ferrari sports car.

Su Zhiyuan drove the Ferrari, puzzled, and asked, "Mom, why isn't that jerk Lin Yuan driving you again? As a driver and assistant, his work is getting more and more slack and lazy."

Su Monong sat in the passenger seat and calmly replied, "Yuan Hongli got him leave and went to eat with him."

"Huh??" Hearing this, Su Zhiyuan's eyes widened: "Yuan Hongli? Manager Yuan, why would he invite him to eat??"

Su Monong gave her daughter a look; she knew her daughter still hadn't given up on Lin Yuan.

"Yuan Hongli and Lin Yuan are on a date—do you also want to interfere?" Su Monong replied lightly.

She's just doing it to disgust her daughter.

"What?? Yuan Hongli and Lin Yuan are dating?! This is an office romance—how is that possible?! Mom, our company forbids office romances!" Su Zhiyuan exclaimed in anger.

Seeing her daughter's expression, Su Monong lightly pursed her lips, very satisfied.

She just wants her daughter to be as disappointed and upset as possible.

"The company bans office romances, but only for lower‑level staff. Yuan Hongli is a senior manager, so some privileges aren't surprising, right? I ship her and Lin Yuan." Su Monong said lightly.

She actually knows that Yuan Hongli and Lin Yuan are just colleagues.

She also knows why Yuan Hongli invited Lin Yuan to eat.

But she just deliberately won't say it, because she wants to upset her daughter and make her completely give up.

"You…! Mom, you're breaking the company's rules!" Su Zhiyuan said angrily.

"It's my own company—I'm fine with it." Su Monong replied lightly.

"You…!" Su Zhiyuan was quite angry at her mother.

Mother and daughter argued in the car as they drove home……

In private, this mother‑daughter duo are like a pair of lively troublemakers.

……

At 6 p. m., Yuan Hongli met Lin Yuan at Wanxiangcheng.

She brought Lin Yuan to a Michelin three‑star restaurant for dinner.

This restaurant is a newly opened Michelin three‑star in Hangcheng, called SKY.

It serves French fusion cuisine.

Yuan Hongli booked a window seat.

Beyond the floor‑to‑ceiling window lay the bustling streets of Wanxiangcheng below.

Hangcheng is a hotspot for internet influencers, and the city is full of them.

Wanxiangcheng, meanwhile, is where influencers flaunt their wealth.

On Wanxiangcheng's streets, you can often hear the roar of sports cars.

Ferraris, Lamborghinis, McLarens—various multi‑million‑dollar sports cars often tear up the streets here.

On the streets, countless beautiful female influencers pose for street shoots, filming Douyin videos, Taobao model clips, and the like.

Lin Yuan sat by the floor‑to‑ceiling window, watching the dusk scenery outside.

Although it was already 6 p. m., it was midsummer July, and the sun in Jiangnan sets very late.

So even after 6, the sky remained bright.

Yuan Hongli ordered a variety of expensive seafood.

King crab, Australian lobster, emperor crab, crystal crab—all sorts of pricey seafood arrived!

Seeing these luxurious dishes, Lin Yuan was stunned.

Lin Yuan had never even seen, let alone eaten or heard of, such seafood in his life.

"How much does this emperor crab cost?" Lin Yuan asked, staring at the waiter bringing a large plate of garlic‑emperor crab.

A crab that big certainly isn't cheap—it must cost at least a thousand.

When Yuan Hongli gave the price, Lin Yuan was shocked enough to drop his jaw.

"Not expensive—this emperor crab costs over 40,000 yuan." Yuan Hongli said lightly.

Lin Yuan's eyes widened??

What? What the heck?!!

Lin Yuan went straight into a daze!

One crab for 40,000 yuan?!

Damn it!

This amounts to four months of Lin Yuan's salary!

How extravagant is this?!

Many ordinary people work half a year just to earn 40,000 yuan.

Couriers and delivery workers who toil half a year, sweating blood, also make only 40,000.

Even a casually ordered crab dish costs 40,000!

This social class gap is just too damn huge!

"And what about this lobster?" Lin Yuan asked, shocked.

Yuan Hongli replied, "This one's cheap—only 8,000 yuan."

Lin Yuan ……

Damn!!

How much money do they have to spend on this dinner!!

Lin Yuan's forehead was dripping with cold sweat!

This Michelin three-star restaurant is really fucking unaffordable!

Watching luxurious dishes being served one after another.

Lin Yuan was greatly shocked.

He finally got a taste of... the true heavenly palace life today!

This is what life in a corner of the heavenly palace is like!

Eating a meal costing several tens of thousands.

Downstairs is the bustling traffic of Wanxiangcheng.

Some people ride small donkeys on the street, delivering takeout fast food.

And some people, sitting in the top-floor Wanxiangcheng restaurant, are eating a meal worth several tens of thousands at a Michelin three-star establishment.

The gap between the poor and the rich is enormous.

But it is an unbridgeable chasm.

Lin Yuan was eating in the restaurant when his phone suddenly died.

He stood up, went to the restaurant entrance, and scanned a Meituan power bank.

Lin Yuan finished scanning the power bank and was about to return to the restaurant.

But then he suddenly saw a familiar figure not far away?

Huh?

Lin Yuan's expression changed—could that woman be his ex-girlfriend, Zhou Xinyi?

Zhou Xinyi was walking over with a group of female coworkers, chatting and laughing.

Seeing this, Lin Yuan's expression changed and he hurriedly turned to leave.

At that moment, the female coworkers noticed Lin Yuan.

"Hey Xinyi, that isn't your useless ex-boyfriend, is it? How is he in Wanxiangcheng? He wouldn't be secretly following you again, would he?" the female coworkers asked in surprise.

Zhou Xinyi raised her eyebrows and also saw Lin Yuan.

Why is he turning away to avoid??

Could he be feeling guilty??

Zhou Xinyi also wondered.

"Lin Yuan?! What are you doing here? Why do you run away when you see me?" Zhou Xinyi snapped.

Lin Yuan was called out and could only turn around embarrassedly, saying, "I just happened to be eating here."

Zhou Xinyi and the female coworkers eyed the restaurant behind him suspiciously.

SKY?!

This is Hangcheng's most expensive Michelin three-star restaurant!

Per capita spending is over ten thousand!

"Tsk, Xinyi, your ex-boyfriend really loves to show off!! Just because he's a useless driver, how can he afford this Michelin three-star restaurant??" the female coworkers mocked.

These female coworkers are all from Zhou Xinyi's bank, and they're snobbish, looking down on everyone.

"I really am eating here," Lin Yuan explained.

Zhou Xinyi glanced at Lin Yuan's work attire—no way it looked like he could afford a Michelin meal.

"Lin Yuan, stop bragging—tell the truth, are you secretly following me?" Zhou Xinyi said coldly.

Lin Yuan's sneaky look made it clear he was following her.

Zhou Xinyi wondered.

Otherwise, how could a poor loser like him possibly come to Wanxiangcheng?

You know, Wanxiangcheng is Hangcheng's most expensive luxury mall.

There's no way a loser like Lin Yuan could get in.

The only possibility is that he's secretly following Zhou Xinyi.