Yang Ling returned to his villa and, as soon as he stepped through the door, saw the figure of his secretary, Yue Yao. Yue Yao had long, glossy black hair that fell over her shoulders and down to her waist, exuding an air of elegance. Her features were delicate, with sharp, confident eyes and slightly upturned red lips that often carried a hint of a smile.
Her figure was nothing short of flawless, practically the epitome of perfection. Her long neck was as graceful as a swan's, and her well-defined collarbones added to her noble air. Her slim waist contrasted sharply with her full hips, creating a visually striking hourglass figure that was impossible to ignore. Every step she took radiated irresistible sex appeal and charm.
Yue Yao always managed to showcase her curves perfectly, attracting the gaze of everyone around her. Her long, straight legs paired with high heels made her posture appear even taller and more commanding, as if she carried an aura of power with every step.
Her skin was as white as snow, as smooth as silk, and as flawless as fine porcelain, inviting touch with its softness and warmth.
But Yue Yao was not just a woman with outstanding looks; she also possessed extraordinary abilities and intelligence. As Yang Ling's capable assistant and indispensable right-hand woman, she excelled in her work, earning everyone's respect and trust.
Moreover, Yue Yao had a unique background. She had grown up with Yang Ling as a maid arranged by the Zhou family. Having accompanied him since childhood, they shared a deep emotional bond. This unique experience made Yue Yao one of the closest and most trusted individuals in Yang Ling's life.
"Master, you've worked hard. Welcome home." Yue Yao's voice was sultry and captivating, carrying an almost enchanting allure. She stood in front of Yang Ling, gracefully extending her long hands to undo his tie. Standing at 1.78 meters tall, she was about ten centimeters shorter than Yang Ling, making it so he only needed to slightly look down to see her impressive bust, no less outstanding than He Qingran's.
Yang Ling's heart began to race, and he felt a bit embarrassed. "I can do it myself," he said, trying to maintain his composure. However, Yue Yao did not let go. Her phoenix eyes flashed a hint of coquettish charm as her hands remained on Yang Ling's shoulders, one leg wrapped in stockings slightly raised while the other balanced on her toes. As she leaned into Yang Ling's body, he immediately felt the heat of her breath and the softness against his chest.
This close contact made Yang Ling's breathing quicken. His eyes were involuntarily drawn to Yue Yao's exquisite face. Her skin was like creamy jade, lips lightly tinted, exuding an enticing shine. At this moment, Yue Yao was like a blooming flower, exuding an alluring fragrance that was hard to resist.
"Does it feel good, Master? You were staring for quite a while just now~" Yue Yao said softly, her voice carrying a hint of bewitching magic. Yang Ling almost succumbed to her charm, but he pushed her away as if electrified. Yue Yao, however, did not get angry. Instead, she feigned a pitiful expression, her delicate demeanor making her look like a flower swaying in the wind, invoking a desire to protect her. Deep down, Yue Yao was overjoyed. She knew her young master was great at everything except matters of the heart. He was as clueless as a blank slate, never having experienced love. If Yang Ling heard this, he would probably agree immediately; otherwise, he wouldn't be so troubled about pursuing the heroine.
Yang Ling took a deep breath, trying to calm himself, and then asked, "How's the task I gave you going?"
Yue Yao regained her professional demeanor and calmly replied, "Master, rest assured. Everything has been arranged as you instructed. Detailed information on Chen Fan and his recent activities has been compiled and is ready for your review."
Yue Yao picked up a thick file from the table and carefully handed it to Yang Ling.
She continued, "According to our intelligence, Chen Fan is not only a core leader of the top mercenary group abroad, 'Dragon Roar,' but also known by the formidable nickname 'Dragon King.' Besides this, there exists a mysterious figure named Dragon God. In reality, it was this Dragon God who founded the entire 'Dragon Roar' mercenary group, and every member under Chen Fan was meticulously selected by the Dragon God himself. As for Chen Fan, he is renowned for his extensive network of contacts. He has connections with many high-ranking officials and powerful figures, essentially friends all over the world. Particularly in Country F, Chen Fan wields significant influence that could affect the political landscape of the region. Although this country is relatively underdeveloped, it might have provided Chen Fan with the perfect opportunity to showcase his skills and rise to prominence. Recently, Chen Fan seems to have interactions with Tan Long, the leader of the Heroes' Association, the largest underground gang in the capital, closely associated with the Zhang family. It is said that Tan Long is exceptionally powerful." As she spoke, Yue Yao pouted her cherry-like lips, clearly disdainful of the Heroes' Association.
As Yue Yao spoke about Chen Fan's movements, Yang Ling checked her status panel.
[Yue Yao]
Identity: Secretary to the Chairman of Ling Group, Personal Maid to Yang Ling, Female Antagonist
Age: 19
Cultivation Level: Martial Emperor (Initial Stage)
Favorability: 130 (Undying Devotion)
Combat Power: 9000
"It's surprising how high Yue Yao's favorability towards me is." Ignoring her combat power, Yang Ling's mind drifted to Yue Yao's seductive figure, causing him to shiver. No, dealing with this woman might shorten my life! Yang Ling snapped out of it, refocusing on the relationship between Chen Fan and Tan Long. "Chen Fan likely wants to consolidate all underground power and then leverage Tan Long and the Zhang family's connections to strengthen himself, so he must have his own company."
"Master, are you planning to eliminate the Heroes' Association?" Yue Yao guessed Yang Ling's intentions. "You don't need to worry about such vermin. If necessary, I can handle them without you lifting a finger." Yue Yao's tone was filled with contempt for the Heroes' Association and the Zhang family, treating them as insignificant insects.
Yang Ling nodded in satisfaction. "Very well. Thank you, Yue Yao."
Yue Yao smiled slightly, a hint of cunning in her eyes. She lightly bit her lip, her voice soft and tender, "Master, for you, I am willing to do anything~" Yang Ling felt a jolt in his heart, sensing the depth of her words. He quickly responded, "Thank you, Yue Yao. You're very thoughtful. Take a rest now."
"Of course, Master." Yue Yao replied softly, turning gracefully. Her steps were light and elegant, like a butterfly dancing, each movement natural and fluid yet exuding an irresistible charm.
As Yue Yao walked away, Yang Ling's gaze followed her involuntarily. Watching her graceful figure, he felt a complex emotion rise within him. This beautiful and mysterious woman always brought him unexpected surprises and shocks.
"Phew—" Yang Ling exhaled deeply, feeling as if a weight had been lifted from his chest.
"See, Master! Who was it that complained about never holding a girl's hand despite living so long? Now, here's a golden opportunity right in front of you! And this girl isn't just any character; she's the female antagonist! Though not the heroine, her favorability is incredibly high! You must seize this chance!"
Hearing the system's words, Yang Ling was momentarily speechless. He couldn't help but grumble internally: This system really knows how to hit where it hurts! I was just venting, but it remembered every word...