Yuan'er watched as Lin Zhenghui loaded the eggs onto the tricycle, grabbed a chicken, and drove away with Lin Wan'er.
"Sis, I'm off to deliver the eggs," Lin Zhenghui turned around, waving to his beautiful, charming sister-in-law as he spoke.
Seeing the color of his sister-in-law's face, Lin Zhenghui secretly rejoiced, "She doesn't seem mad at me today. I was probably overthinking it."
Though he said that, Lin Zhenghui thought about the red plum he tasted last night and felt the faint fragrance of his sister-in-law still lingering in his mouth.
"Go on, be careful on the road!" the sister-in-law called out, watching them leave.
Speaking of the 28-year-old beautiful proprietress, Han Yue'er.
Ever since playing that scene with Lin Zhenghui.
She's been absent-minded every day at work, sitting in her office.
Her mind was filled with the feeling of kissing Lin Zhenghui, her body occasionally going numb as if lacking the strength to move.
Thinking of those scenes, she felt an explosive desire like a mountain spring ready to burst forth, making her tightly cross her beautiful legs as she sat in her plush chair.
"Xiaoli, if Lin Zhenghui delivers the eggs, have him come to my office," Han Yue'er instructed her secretary's assistant outside.
"Alright!" Xiaoli acknowledged.
No sooner had she spoken than the rumbling sound of a tricycle engine came from downstairs.
Through the floor-to-ceiling windows of her office, she saw Lin Zhenghui on his tricycle, with a statuesque beauty seated beside him.
"Who's that beauty? She can't be his girlfriend, can she?"
From the upstairs office window, Han Yue'er watched Lin Wan'er wave to Lin Zhenghui before walking toward the opposite commercial street.
At the hotel's entrance.
"Mr. Lin Zhenghui, the boss wants you to come to her office," Xiaoli said to Lin Zhenghui, the supplier.
"The boss wants to see me? She's not asking for a refund, is she?" Lin Zhenghui, thinking of the twenty thousand he received for acting the day before yesterday, asked, "Or is it to settle the account?"
"I don't know; go ask her," Xiaoli said, unable to help but size up this extraordinarily handsome young man, her heart almost leaping out at the sight.
Good-looking guys, she's seen plenty, but she had never seen such a breathtaking one, far more handsome than the male stars from Pickle Country, exuding a sunny charm.
Lin Zhenghui then entered Han Yue'er's office.
Looking at the female CEO, who seemed to wear OL-style clothes every day, with a short skirt, black stockings, paired with black high heels with red soles, he felt that it spurred an uncontrollable desire in men.
Especially her bosom, which seemed a size bigger than Yuan'er's, straining the fabric of her blouse almost to the point of bursting.
"Boss Han, you wanted to see me? You're not asking me to play the role of your boyfriend again, are you?" Lin Zhenghui thought of the scene he acted out with her the other day.
He could still feel her subtle fragrance on his lips.
"Have a seat," Han Yue'er said, recovering her icy demeanor.
"What's it about?" Lin Zhenghui, seeing her frosty face, didn't dare to tease her anymore.
"I heard from your sister-in-law that you were adopted?" Han Yue'er's eyes roamed carefully over him.
Looking at his handsome demeanor, she thought to herself, "This guy is really good-looking. His parents' genes must be excellent to have such a handsome son."
"My sister-in-law told you?"
Lin Zhenghui knew that his sister-in-law was somewhat related to her, like distant cousins or something.
The business with the organic farm was also due to this relationship, according to the agreement with Xinxing Hotel.
Of course, his handsome looks didn't hurt either.
"Have you ever thought about your family? Maybe they are billionaires," Han Yue'er observed that his eyes were a bit too unruly, constantly drifting to her chest, as if they were about to fall into the ravine of her neckline.
"Billionaires, don't tease me. You didn't call me here just to talk about this, did you?" Lin Zhenghui had never thought about his birth parents.
After all, his adoptive mother had treated him quite well.
She would hide treats for him and even supported him through college.
It's just that she was a bit of a chatterbox, that's all.
"I have a wide network of connections; I could help you find your birth parents. Look, do you have any clues left on you?" Han Yue'er crossed her legs in a manly fashion and moved closer to the handsome man.
With this move, Lin Zhenghui unintentionally caught a glimpse of the black stockings on her legs, the suspender straps, and even a hint of her black panties.
Although it was just a moment, it did not escape Lin Zhenghui's keen eyes.
"A clue?" Upon hearing the words of this beautiful CEO, Lin Zhenghui immediately thought of the longevity lock his mother gave him before she passed away.
He then pulled out his phone, showed her a photo, and said, "This one, I'll send it to you."
If he said he didn't want to know who his real parents were, that would be strange.
Whether abandoned or kidnapped, he wanted to know the truth.
"A gold longevity lock wrapped in jade? Full green of the emerald emperor?"