I agreed to be a kept man, but I'm still being punished by the system.

Su Man thought to herself that she rarely attended a department dinner, and with so many people, why him of all?

The waiter who handed me the cocktail—now that I think about it, his face seems so unfamiliar.

This was a meticulously planned scheme.

Lin Yang is the most crucial and fatal piece in this game.

who is it?

Who has the audacity to use such despicable means to deal with her within the Enwei Group?

A stunningly beautiful face suddenly appeared in Su Man's mind.

Guo Kaiqi, Director of the Beauty Division.

That woman had always seen her as a rival.

The group is about to undergo a restructuring, and several core business units may be merged and reorganized. Will Guo Kaiqi take action against her at this critical juncture?

At this critical juncture, if Su Man were to be exposed for having an affair with a male subordinate at her company...

The consequences could be disastrous.

Using a young, handsome new employee to set this "honey trap" is definitely her style.

Su Man's eyes gradually turned cold.

Her knuckles were slightly white from the force she exerted on her hand on the table.

She's been in this director's position for so long that many people have forgotten that Su Man's rise from a small sales manager to where she is today wasn't solely due to her abilities.

And the wrist.

She looked at Lin Yang's information on the screen, her gaze flickering uncertainly.

Guo Kaiqi believed that this young man named Lin Yang was a knife plunged into her heart.

But perhaps she didn't think of it...

Sometimes, chess pieces can backfire on the player.

A man who can make her completely lose control even during a massage.

A man who remains calm even when faced with a high salary, and instead offers to relieve her fatigue.

A man who is incredibly audacious, yet knows when to stop.

Is he really just a pawn to be manipulated?

A cold smile slowly curved onto Su Man's lips.

She saved Lin Yang's information in a newly created encrypted folder.

Perhaps, this recent college graduate could use it in a different way.

She picked up the internal phone and dialed the number of the chief secretary, He Xiaoya.

"Xiaoya, buy me a men's suit and have it delivered to my office."

"Size?" He Xiaoya on the other end of the phone was somewhat surprised.

Su Man's gaze fell once again on Lin Yang's full-body photo on the screen, and the feeling of holding him in her arms that morning automatically came to mind.

"Height 185cm, weight approximately 75kg, broad shoulders and thick back, slim waist, long legs..."

She spoke in a calm tone, as if describing a product, about details that would make anyone blush and their heart race.

"Okay, Mr. Su."

After hanging up the phone, Su Man leaned back in her chair and rubbed her temples.

She also wanted to find out who had sent this guy. There were quite a few people eyeing her position as director.

......

In the days that followed, a delicate balance permeated the office.

Lin Yang became the most unique presence in the director's office.

Li Tong remained enthusiastic. She printed out an assistant's work SOP and explained the process and details of each task to Lin Yang in detail.

From how to organize meeting minutes to how to book hotels and flights that meet the standards for General Manager Su, and then to the group's complex OA approval system.

Her curiosity about Lin Yang was almost undisguised, yet she maintained the decorum of a professional woman.

"Lin Yang, this document needs to be copied into three copies, one each for the Legal Department, the Finance Department, and the Archives."

"Here is the background information for this project. Mr. Su will need to review it before the meeting this afternoon. Please familiarize yourself with it first."

Lin Yang nodded, took the document, and silently and efficiently carried out each instruction.

He has a strong learning ability; he can accurately replicate the process after Li Tong explains it only once.

Chief Secretary He Xiaoya is an invisible barrier.

She remained the same meticulous and elite woman, always maintaining a perfect sense of distance in her speech and behavior.

She would assign tasks to Lin Yang, but she never said a word of unnecessary talk.

The way she looked at him was always veiled by a cold, businesslike indifference.

Lin Yang knew very well that he was able to sit here not because of his abilities.

He was a chess piece forcibly placed onto the chessboard. Li Tong's curiosity, He Xiaoya's scrutiny, and the envious and disdainful glances from the rest of the hair care division were all observations from outside the chessboard.

The only true master is the one inside the gate.

In the past few days, Su Man has not asked him for massages anymore, nor has she even summoned him alone in her office.

She seemed to have completely forgotten the loss of control that night, and also the descent into depravity under his hands that morning.

She was just a high-ranking director, while he was just a new assistant.

The two were separated by a heavy oak door.

That afternoon, it was almost time to leave work.

The only sound in the office was the clatter of keyboards.

Lin Yang was organizing information on distributors when the door to Su Man's office suddenly opened.

The sound of high heels on the carpet was almost inaudible, but the other two women in the office stopped what they were doing almost instantly and looked up at the door.

Su Man was wearing a well-tailored smoky gray suit, her expression showing signs of fatigue from her journey.

Her gaze did not linger on He Xiaoya and Li Tong, but fell directly on Lin Yang.

"Kobayashi, come with me."

Her voice wasn't loud, but it carried an undeniable command.

Lin Yang stood up and followed her out of the office. He Xiaoya and Li Tong exchanged a complicated look.

The two walked into the underground parking garage of the company building one after the other. The temperature dropped suddenly, and the air was filled with the smell of floor paint and gasoline.

Suman stopped in front of a black Volvo S90.

This massive vehicle, gleaming with a cold metallic sheen, lay quietly in its parking space, its paint reflecting a deep light under the lights, silently proclaiming its extraordinary nature.

Su Man took a car key out of her handbag and tossed it to Lin Yang.

Lin Yang caught it instinctively.

The key felt heavy, with the round Volvo logo in the center pressing against my palm, its metallic texture cool to the touch.

"Starting today, you'll be responsible for picking me up and dropping me off at get off work."

Su Man's tone was very calm, as if she were explaining a trivial matter.

"Drive the car back. Pick me up at the apartment complex at eight o'clock tomorrow morning."

Lin Yang's heart pounded against his ribs.

Should we drive this car back?

Go back to that chaotic urban village where there isn't even a decent road?

The image of that narrow, crowded alleyway, the perpetually wet sewage on the ground, and the gazes of all sorts of people around him flashed through his mind.

This luxury car, worth hundreds of thousands, was there, and in less than a night, it was scratched beyond recognition.

This is not a reward; it is still a test.

A young person blinded by money and vanity will be eager to drive back to their own world in a luxury car to show off.

But he can't.

The essence of "living off a woman's money" is to stay clear-headed.

Lin Yang held the cold car key, looked up, and met Su Man's scrutinizing gaze.

"President Su."

He spoke, his voice steady.

"It's not safe to park the car where I live."

He didn't offer much explanation, but simply stated the most basic fact.