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As the morning sunlight streamed in through the window, Yang Ming, exhausted from the night, opened his eyes.
He instinctively patted the pillow beside him, remembering that he returned to his own suite last night and didn't linger in the gentle embrace for long.
"How do you feel, boss?"
Lyu's sneaky voice piped up beside him.
Yang Ming's expression was quite indescribable.
A few beams of light intertwined from his watch, and Lyu cheerfully emerged, staring at the pensive Yang Ming, wondering,
"Why do you feel disappointed, boss? Based on my observations of the human species, your performance last night, if not unparalleled, was at least outstanding."
Yang Ming sighed deeply.
"That sister knew more than I did."
Lyu generated a few question marks above her head to express her misunderstanding of this subtle feeling.
She complained,
"Boss, if you want to indulge in your desires in the future, please consider the increased workload for your assistant.
