Now that they've all been reborn, who wouldn't be living life to the fullest?

The following day, the weather was clear and sunny, with sunlight streaming through the glass curtain walls between the high-rise buildings and onto the floor where "Chengfeng Capital" was located.

Su Yifeng sat in his spacious and bright chairman's office, pondering whether the QWE buttons were any good to use.

Around 9:30 a.m., there was a knock on the door.

"Please come in." Su Yifeng said without even looking up.

The door opened, and Lin Wanqing, dressed in a business suit, walked in respectfully: "President Su, my cousin Peng Yuanyuan has come to complete her onboarding process. May I bring her to meet you?"

"Okay, let her in." Su Yifeng continued looking at the computer screen, his tone indifferent.

"Yes, President Su." Lin Wanqing replied, turning around to gesture to the outside.

Then, a slightly nervous figure cautiously walked in.

Su Yifeng then slowly turned the boss's chair so that his back was to the door and his face was to the floor-to-ceiling window, leaving only the tall chair back and armrests for the newcomer.

"Assistant Lin, you can go out now," Su Yifeng instructed.

"Yes, President Su." Lin Wanqing obediently withdrew and gently closed the door.

Only Su Yifeng and Peng Yuanyuan, who had just entered, remained in the office.

Peng Yuanyuan was clearly dressed up carefully today, trying to make herself look more mature and capable.

She was wearing a slightly tight black business suit, the skirt being a bit shorter than the regular style, hugging her pert and full buttocks.

The white shirt on her upper body seemed to be unable to bear the pressure on her chest, the buttons were pulled tight, outlining a breathtaking curve.

She was wearing a pair of black stilettos that she wasn't used to, which made her already tall figure even more eye-catching. However, her posture was slightly awkward, which indicated that she didn't wear them often.

She stood there nervously, her hands clasped in front of her, staring at the boss's chair with its back to her, barely daring to breathe.

Su Yifeng remained silent, and a silent pressure filled the office.

After a dozen seconds, he spoke in a deliberately adjusted, slightly deep voice, asking some routine questions, such as "Why do you want to intern here?", "What do you know about the financial industry?", and "What is your expected salary?"

Peng Yuanyuan answered each question seriously, her voice trembling slightly with nervousness.

She felt that the boss's voice... sounded a little familiar, but she couldn't remember where she had heard it before. Maybe she was just imagining things.

Finally, Su Yifeng paused for a moment and asked a question that was completely outside the scope of his work:

"One last question. Last time at the hot pot restaurant, you asked for my contact information, so why haven't you contacted me since?"

"Huh?" Peng Yuanyuan was stunned, her mind went blank.

Hot pot restaurant? Contact information?

What... what is the boss talking about? She couldn't follow his train of thought at all; the question was too abrupt.

Just as she was feeling lost and helpless, the boss's chair slowly turned around.

When Peng Yuanyuan saw the young, familiar face of the person sitting in the chair, with a mocking smile, her eyes widened instantly, and her mouth opened slightly, enough to fit an egg.

"It's...it's you?! Su Yifeng?!"

The shock made her instinctively take a step back, causing her unfamiliar high heels to slip and wobble.

"oops!"

A sharp pain shot through her ankle, and she cried out in surprise, losing her balance and falling directly onto the soft carpet.

Her sprained ankle throbbed with pain, but it couldn't compare to the turmoil in her heart.

No?! Her freshman classmate... how did he suddenly become the boss of her internship company?!

How is this possible?!

Ever since her best friend encouraged her to add Su Yifeng's contact information at the hot pot restaurant, she has been struggling with indecision and hesitation.

Later, I saw that the rumors about Su Yifeng, Ariel, and Chen Luoling in the school were getting more and more intense, and there were posts about them everywhere on the forum.

Peng Yuanyuan was not proactive and was prone to backing down. Seeing this, the budding feelings of lust she had were completely suppressed, and she never dared to contact Su Yifeng again.

She never imagined that the two of them would meet again in this way and on this occasion!

Su Yifeng looked at Peng Yuanyuan, who was sitting on the ground, looking bewildered and in pain. He stood up and walked over to her in a few steps.

Peng Yuanyuan hurriedly tried to stand up, but the sharp pain in her ankle made her unable to exert any strength, and she collapsed again after just managing to lift herself up a little.

"Don't move." Su Yifeng's tone was commanding. He bent down, put one hand under her knees and the other around her back, and easily lifted her up in his arms.

"Ah!" Peng Yuanyuan exclaimed in surprise as her body suddenly became suspended in mid-air, and she instinctively hugged Su Yifeng's neck.

Feeling the warmth of his chest and the strength of his arms, and smelling his fresh and pleasant scent, Peng Yuanyuan's face instantly turned bright red, and her heart was pounding so hard it felt like it was going to jump out of her chest.

Su Yifeng carried her to the single bed in the office where she was temporarily resting and gently laid her down.

"I...I'm fine..." Peng Yuanyuan was so embarrassed she wanted to disappear into the ground.

"You sprained your ankle and you still say you're fine?" Su Yifeng squatted down and grabbed her sprained ankle without saying a word.

Peng Yuanyuan was wearing a pair of thin, transparent flesh-colored stockings today, which covered her slender ankles and delicate feet.

Her feet were beautifully shaped, fair and delicate, with rounded toes, and a faint pink hue could be seen through her stockings.

Su Yifeng's palm was warm and strong. The moment he grasped her ankle, Peng Yuanyuan trembled all over. A tingling sensation shot from her ankle to the top of her head, making her groan softly.

"No...no..." She tried to pull her foot back, but Su Yifeng held it firmly.

"Don't move, let me see how serious it is." Su Yifeng's tone was calm, but it carried an irresistible force.

He gently pressed his fingers on the sprained area, observing her reaction.

Peng Yuanyuan bit her lower lip, enduring the strange sensation and slight pain. Her cheeks flushed, and her eyes darted away, not daring to look at Su Yifeng at all.

While Su Yifeng skillfully and gently moved her ankle, he continued the previous topic, his tone slightly interrogative:

"Can you answer me now? Why did you ask for my contact information last time?"

Peng Yuanyuan was so nervous that her palms were sweating. She lowered her head, her lips moved a few times, but no sound came out.

Su Yifeng raised his head, his gaze fixed intently on her evasive eyes, and asked directly, "Do you... have feelings for me?"

Peng Yuanyuan's heart skipped a beat at his blunt question, and she abruptly looked up.

Today she wore light makeup, which made her adorable chubby face look even more delicate and beautiful. Her big eyes were filled with panic and helplessness, like a frightened fawn.

"I...I..." she stammered, her mind a complete mess.

Seeing her like this, Su Yifeng's eyes flashed with a hint of a smile, but his face quickly switched to a disappointed expression, his acting skills comparable to an award-winning actor, and he sighed softly:

"So that's not true after all? Looks like I was just being presumptuous."

His "disappointed" look made Peng Yuanyuan feel a pang of pain in her heart, as if she had done something wrong.

She blurted out almost immediately, her voice urgent: "No!"

"No?" Su Yifeng raised an eyebrow and pressed, "Then... it's that you like it?"

Peng Yuanyuan's face turned so red it was almost bleeding. Under his burning gaze, she finally nodded with shame and difficulty, almost imperceptibly, her voice barely audible: "...Yes...a little."

"Oh—" Su Yifeng deliberately dragged out the last syllable, with a knowing smile, making Peng Yuanyuan want to bury her face in her chest. And then… she actually buried most of her face in her chest!!!

"Then why didn't you contact me afterwards?" Su Yifeng continued to ask, his hands still massaging.

Peng Yuanyuan said softly, sounding aggrieved, "I...I saw on the forum that you, Senior Ariel, and Chen Luoling...I thought you..."

"You thought I had a girlfriend?" Su Yifeng replied.

Peng Yuanyuan gave a soft "hmm".

"I'm single right now." Su Yifeng looked at her, stating a fact in a calm tone, then changed the subject, adding a touch of teasing and assertiveness: "So, senior, are you trying to woo your boss now?"

"Huh?" Peng Yuanyuan panicked again, bewildered by his abrupt question.

Just as she lost her composure, Su Yifeng grabbed her ankle and skillfully twisted and pulled it!

A slight, crisp "snap" sound.

"Ah—!" Peng Yuanyuan cried out in pain, tears welling up in her eyes.

But then she discovered that the stinging sensation in her ankle had miraculously lessened by more than half.

"I've straightened your tendons, you just need to rest for a bit." Su Yifeng stood up, as if nothing had happened.

He walked to the side, picked up the high heel that Peng Yuanyuan had dropped on the ground, and took out a pair of spare slippers prepared for guests from the cabinet next to him. He walked back and placed them at her feet.

"Don't wear these uncomfortable high heels to work anymore." His tone was full of unquestionable concern.

"Okay...okay," Peng Yuanyuan replied softly, her heart filled with mixed feelings—embarrassment, panic, and a hint of...unexplained sweetness.

"Alright, let your cousin show you around the company." Su Yifeng waved his hand, resuming his boss-like demeanor.

"Okay~" Peng Yuanyuan nodded obediently, put on her slippers, and tried to stand up. Her ankle was indeed much better.

She lowered her head, not daring to look at Su Yifeng again, and quickly walked to the door, opened it, and went out.

Outside the door, Lin Wanqing had been waiting. Seeing Peng Yuanyuan come out, wearing slippers and with a flushed face, he couldn't help but ask, "Yuanyuan, what's wrong? Did the boss... give you a hard time?"

"No...no." Peng Yuanyuan quickly shook her head, her eyes flickering. "Cousin, please show me around the company."

Although Lin Wanqing found her cousin's reaction a bit strange, she didn't think much of it and nodded, "Okay, follow me. This is the trading department, and that's..."

During a break in the introductions, Peng Yuanyuan couldn't help but whisper to Lin Wanqing, "Cousin, is that person inside... really our boss?"

"Of course it's our CEO Su!" Lin Wanqing said confidently, then lowered her voice, "What's wrong? You know her?"

"No...nothing!" Peng Yuanyuan quickly denied, "I just think...the boss is so young."

She didn't want others to know that Su Yifeng was her junior, and since Su Yifeng himself hadn't said so, she naturally wouldn't bring it up herself.

Lin Wanqing, unsuspecting, smiled and said, "Yes, President Su is young and promising, with exceptional abilities! Work hard at the company; there will be plenty of opportunities!"

Peng Yuanyuan nodded absentmindedly, but her heart was pounding like a deer.

Su Yifeng...her junior...her boss...