Chapter 347: Rooftop Shock!

Su Zhiyuan stood dazedly at the office door, the breakfast bag in her hand bumping the door frame with a 'thud'.

Her gaze locked straight onto her mother, her beautiful eyes a bit dazed.

Only Su Monong's white shirt was flung open, the collar pulled below her collarbones, exposing a large expanse of delicate snow-white skin; the hem was wrinkled and rolled around her waist, revealing a section of soft flesh on her waist and abdomen, which seemed to bear faint red marks.

"Mom… what are you doing?" Su Zhiyuan's voice was bewildered and shocked, her gaze sweeping over the thin sweat on her mother's forehead then landing on the open shirt, her head buzzing, "Why are you drenched in sweat? And your clothes… are they… undone?"

At that moment, only Su Monong was standing in the office.

Su Monong's heart raced; her fingertips darted to grab the shirt buttons, but in her panic she couldn't fasten them properly, the cold buttons slipping between her fingers, and the sweat on her forehead only poured out more fiercely.

She instinctively moved half a step toward the desk, her back pressed tightly against the edge, using her body to block the gap beneath the desk, the corner of her eye darting downward.

Only Lin Yuan was seen curled up under the desk, his breathing extremely shallow, his fingertips tightly gripping the seam of his pants, obviously also frightened by this sudden situation.

Just before, before Su Zhiyuan even entered, Lin Yuan had heard footsteps outside.

Fortunately, thanks to his keen hearing, he knew someone was coming, so he had ducked under the desk in advance.

That's how he managed to avoid disaster.

But Su Monong hadn't yet had time to straighten her clothing.

Thus, the moment Su Zhiyuan pushed the door open, she saw her mother in this embarrassing scene.

Bar【ing】 her chest…【the following character is inconvenient to type】.

Su Monong forced herself to stay calm, cleared her throat, and deliberately made her voice sound full of vigor.

"The buttons of this underwear are too tight, they're squeezing my chest so I can't breathe; I also just sorted a stack of financial reports, and the underwear is too tight. I meant to change into something comfortable when no one was around, but who knew you'd show up suddenly."

While speaking, she secretly tapped Lin Yuan's knee with her toe, signaling him not to move at all, the thin heel of her shoe lightly brushing his pant leg, a silent warning.

Su Zhiyuan blinked, half-believing, half-doubting, she walked in and placed the breakfast bag on the desk.

"Mom, if you're changing your underwear, why not lock the door? What if a man walks in?" Su Zhiyuan said, speechless.

"Nobody usually dares to enter my mother's office." Su Monong explained embarrassedly.

"But what if that scoundrel Lin Yuan barges in? He's your assistant and often loiters in your office. If he saw you, wouldn't he be taking advantage?" Su Zhiyuan reminded.

"Uh, yeah…… Mom, you should remember to lock the door next time." Su Monong coughed embarrassedly.

But what the daughter probably doesn't know is that Su Monong's advantages have already been completely taken by Lin Yuan.

From inside to out, everything has been taken by Lin Yuan.

"By the way, Mom, I have new underwear in my bag; you can wear mine, it's loose-fitting. I'll go get it for you." Su Zhiyuan said, then left the office.

Lin Yuan, hiding under the desk, finally let out a breath of relief.

Su Zhiyuan soon returned, holding a small pink cloth bag, and handed it to Su Monong: "Mom, these are the leftovers from when I bought the wrong size last week; try them on, our sizes are similar, they should fit."

When Su Monong took the bag, her fingertips tingled slightly; she forced a calm smile: "Still, my thoughtful daughter, I'll return it to you after I change."

Su Zhiyuan didn't think much, just waved her hand: "No need, as long as you're comfortable wearing it. I'm heading to the department now; let's have lunch together at noon?"

"Okay, we'll talk later." Su Monong quickly agreed, watching her daughter's figure completely disappear at the office door before finally letting out a long sigh.

She lowered her gaze to the desk bottom, mouthed "wait a moment" to Lin Yuan, then hurried to the door and locked it from the outside, only then lifting the desk cloth.

Lin Yuan crawled out from under the desk, his back dusted with a bit of dirt; just as he was about to straighten up, Su Monong lightly tapped his shoe tip with her foot, her eyes teasing: "Didn't you hold it in too badly?"

Lin Yuan rubbed his leg, shook his head helplessly: "It's fine, just my leg feels a bit numb."

Su Monong smiled and had Lin Yuan help her put on the underwear.

There was still a faint blush in Su Monong's eyes; she glanced at the time: "It's almost time to start work, go back to your own office first, don't let anyone notice anything amiss."

Lin Yuan nodded, turned, and left Su Monong's office……

But as soon as he sat down at his workstation, before he could even take a sip of water, he saw Su Zhiyuan walking into his office holding a gift bag.

"Miss Su, is something the matter?" Lin Yuan asked in surprise.

Lin Yuan, Su Zhiyuan placed the gift bag on Lin Yuan's desk, a slightly shy smile on her face: "Yesterday was your birthday; I forgot to prepare yesterday, so this is a makeup gift for your birthday."

Lin Yuan lowered his gaze to the gift bag, which bore a men's leather goods logo, his heart skipped a beat, and he hurriedly pushed it back: "Miss Su, there's no need to be so formal; I can't accept your gift."

He didn't want to get too close to Su Zhiyuan, after all, he had that kind of relationship with her mother; accepting the gift would only complicate things.

Su Zhiyuan's face instantly darkened; she pushed the gift bag back toward him, her tone slightly firm: "Lin Yuan, are you refusing to give me face? I specially had a friend bring back a men's leather belt from abroad, and you don't even like it?"

Lin Yuan frowned, still wanting to say something, but Su Zhiyuan leaned in, lowering her voice with a threatening tone: "If you don't accept it, I'll go tell my mother that you're taking advantage of me—my mother trusts you so much, do you think she'll believe me or you?"

Lin Yuan looked at Su Zhiyuan's stubborn eyes, then at the gift bag on the desk, and eventually reached out to take it, his tone resigned: "Well… thank you, Miss Su; I'll accept the gift."

Seeing him accept it, Su Zhiyuan's expression immediately brightened, and she laughed again: "That's more like it! Try it on to see if the size fits; if not, I'll have my friend exchange it."

Lin Yuan tightened his grip on the gift bag, forced a smile: "No need, it should fit."

Su Zhiyuan chatted a few more irrelevant lines, then bounced away, leaving Lin Yuan sitting at his desk, staring at the gift bag in his hand, feeling his head swell.

……

Lin Yuan worked busily at the company all morning, only able to rest at noon.

Lin Yuan took a sip of hot water at his workstation; his phone vibrated, and opening it revealed a WeChat message from Sun Weiwei: 【Come up, company rooftop.】

Though there were no extra words, it carried an unmistakable tone; Lin Yuan set down his cup, rose, and headed for the stairwell, vaguely guessing why she was looking for him.

When he pushed open the rooftop door, a wind wrapped in heat surged toward him; Sun Weiwei leaned against the railing, her gray OL skirt's hem just reaching her knees, revealing a section of fair calf, her hands tucked into her suit pants pockets, her hair pinned back with a hair clip, the lines of her profile both cold and gorgeous.

Hearing his footsteps, she turned her head, her gaze sweeping over the edge of his clothing, the corner of her mouth lifting: "You came pretty quickly."

Lin Yuan walked to her side, just about to speak……

Sun Weiwei spoke first, with certainty: "The position of Wind Control Deputy Director—you need to prepare thoroughly; my father and I will clear the way for you all along. You must secure this position, and not let others from Su Monong's faction snatch it away."

After all, Lin Yuan is considered one of her own by Sun Weiwei.

Therefore, this position must be reserved for Lin Yuan.

If others from Su Monong's faction were to take it, the loss would be great; the Wind Control Department is an important post, and Sun Weiwei cannot simply hand over such a crucial position.

Lin Yuan stared for a moment, then nodded: "Yes, I understand. Thank you, Miss Sun, for the promotion."

"No need to thank me," Sun Weiwei turned, her fingertip lightly brushing Lin Yuan's collar, the nude polish on her nails glowing faintly, "I've always liked giving opportunities to those who obey; you haven't disappointed me."

She said, her body suddenly pressing close to Lin Yuan, both hands hooking around his neck, the rooftop wind swirling the perfume on her body, mixed with hot air, drilling into Lin Yuan's nostrils.

Before Lin Yuan could react, Sun Weiwei had already tiptoed up and kissed him, her movement aggressive, her fingers beginning to undo the buttons of his shirt.

"This is a reward," she whispered in Lin Yuan's ear, her breath hot, "a reward for your recent obedience and diligence at work."

On the rooftop there was no cover, only the glass of distant office buildings reflecting sunlight, the two tangled by the railing.

Lin Yuan, on the rooftop, for no apparent reason, was pushed over by Sun Weiwei...

"Miss Sun, this is on the rooftop; we could be discovered," Lin Yuan said anxiously.

"What's there to fear? No one will come up to the company rooftop. I looked at your file—yesterday was your birthday, right? Today I'm giving you a belated birthday celebration," Sun Weiwei said...

Loving someone requires no reason.

Sun Weiwei admitted, she had fallen in love with Lin Yuan.

Without any reason.

The following scenes, omitting ten thousand words...

And just then, suddenly—"creak!"—

The rooftop door was pushed open!