Three days later in the afternoon, Ye Chen leaned lazily on a rattan chair on the lawn of the Ye Family villa, enjoying the gentle breeze and the bright sun.
Su Yuhan stood behind him and massaged him with her slender fingers. Ye Hai and Wu Lan sat by the side while the family enjoyed a short moment of happiness.
Soon, Su Yuhan was panting and sweating profusely.
A certain someone was enjoying the massage while saying, "If news of me being able to get Director Su to massage me were to spread, I don't know how many people would go crazy over it. However, your massage skills aren't good enough. You need to improve!"
Pa!
A hand landed on his shoulder.
Su Yuhan immediately gave up and snorted. "Go to hell. It's rare that I'm in such a good mood to serve you. Are you trying to be picky?"
