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Lei Guoliang looked at her intently, seeing the undisguised admiration and following in her eyes, as well as the recognition and desire for the career he had built that transcended romantic love.

He reached out, his long, slender fingers caressing her smooth cheek, the tips of his fingers warm.

Su Wanqing's breath hitched, she closed her eyes, her long eyelashes trembling slightly.

Without another word, Lei Guoliang lowered his head and kissed her lips.

Unlike her tentative, awkward touch that night in Shanghai, and unlike her drug-fueled plunder of Shen Mo that night in the bar, this kiss was gentle yet firm, carrying a clear sense of probing and dominance.

Su Wanqing responded awkwardly, her hands unconsciously gripping the front of his shirt.

The kiss deepened, from gentle to passionate, as if igniting all the pent-up emotions and subtle feelings that had been suppressed for months, along with all the ambiguity brewing up on this snowy night by West Lake.

It's unclear who moved first, but by the time Su Wanqing realized what was happening, Lei Guoliang had already pulled her down onto the soft sofa.

His strong body pressed down on her, the weight and breath making her dizzy. His kisses spread from her lips to her ears and neck, igniting flames wherever they touched.

"Mr. Lei..." she murmured unconsciously, her hands climbing onto his shoulders.

"Call me Guoliang." His deep voice rang in my ears, carrying a burning heat and an unquestionable command.

"...Guoliang..." Su Wanqing obediently called out the name, and the last trace of hesitation in her heart vanished.

She knew that from this moment on, her relationship with him would enter a new and more intimately intertwined phase.

They were not only superiors and subordinates, not only colleagues, but also men and women who shared the most intimate secrets.

Clothes gradually fell away, body heat mingled. On this snowy night in Hangzhou, in this temporary hotel apartment, Su Wanqing completely surrendered herself, body and soul submitting to this man she was willing to follow with everything.

Lei Guoliang felt the softness of the woman beneath him and her awkward acceptance, his mind calm and clear.

He doesn't believe in love, but he enjoys conquering and possessing. Su Wanqing is an important pawn in his game, a capable assistant, and at this moment, she is also a partner with whom he can vent his pressure, deepen his bond, and reward himself.

He won't promise her marriage, but he will give her a career, wealth, and the limited trust and intimacy he can offer.

That's enough.

The snow outside the window had started falling again without warning, silently covering West Lake, Hangzhou, and the beautiful moments and promises that took place that night, things that were best left untold.

The snow in Hangzhou had melted, and the air was crisp and fresh. When Su Wanqing woke up, the bedside was empty, with only the faint scent of Lei Guoliang remaining on her pillow, and the lingering, clear signs on her body that indicated last night was not a dream—a soreness and a hidden trace.

She sat up, looking at the disheveled sheets and the red plum blossoms scattered on them. Her cheeks flushed slightly, but a strange peace and tranquility filled her heart.

There was no lingering farewell, no tender good morning, not even a note.

But she knew that this was the real Lei Guoliang. Actions speak louder than words, possession is the mark.

Their relationship, after last night, has entered a new, unspoken phase—closer, more private, and more complex.

She got up to wash up. The woman in the mirror had a languid charm in her eyes and brows, as if she had been thoroughly refreshed, but her eyes were brighter and sharper than ever before.

Excellent, this is exactly the state she wanted. With her emotions having found a secret anchor, she needs to give her all in her career to be worthy of everything he has given her—trust, platform, and this indefinable relationship.

My phone rang. It was a text message from Lei Guoliang, brief and to the point: "Hangzhou is in your hands. Something came up in Mingzhou, I've already left. Keep in touch."

Su Wanqing looked at the text message, a slight smile playing on her lips. That was enough. She replied, "Understood. I'm here for you. Take care."

After putting down her phone, she began her workday with exceptional efficiency and clear thinking.

The team members keenly noticed that President Su seemed different today; his aura was calmer and more confident, and he gave instructions with an unquestionable force.

Only she knows where this power comes from.

Almost at the same time that Su Wanqing woke up and was dealing with work, Lei Guoliang was on his way to Minnesota.

The layout of Hangzhou is set, Su Wanqing's sharp blade has been honed to a gleaming shine, and she has formed a deeper bond with him, making her enough to guard the area.

His wheels cannot stop; he must seize more beachheads before the market completely boils over.

Minnesota is a planned separate city, a port city, with a vibrant private economy and abundant private capital.

The real estate market here is very sensitive and often follows the trends of Shanghai and Hangzhou.

Lei Guoliang's goal is clear: to find local private developers whose cash flow is tight due to over-expansion or bad bets, and to acquire their prime remaining units in core locations.

In Minnesota's winter, the sea breeze is damp and cold, and drizzle falls incessantly. Lei Guoliang, carrying a map of Minnesota and a real estate guide he bought from a newsstand, began his property hunt.

His target was clear: a large community in the city center or an emerging area, with remaining units available, preferably with interior decoration.

He looked at several properties, but none of them were satisfactory; either the prices were too high, or the apartment layouts were poor. That is, until he walked into the sales office of Jiangshan Yipin, located in the Jiangdong New Area.

This development is quite large, with over a dozen buildings. The location is excellent, close to the future administrative center and a planned subway station.

The sales office was lavishly decorated, but it was noticeably lacking in customers, and the sales staff seemed listless. After Lei Guoliang entered, a young female salesperson barely mustered her energy.

"Sir, would you like to view a property? We have ready-to-move-in apartments, fully furnished, and ready to move in immediately." The salesperson handed over the brochures.

Lei Guoliang looked through the floor plans. The main units were two- or three-bedroom apartments ranging from 85 to 115 square meters, with a square layout and a fairly high standard of decoration.

"What's the price now?"

"The average price is 5500. If you are serious about buying, you can apply for a discount," the salesperson said.

Lei Guoliang remained noncommittal and requested to see the completed apartments at the construction site. The salesperson showed him several apartments of different layouts and floors.

The house was indeed nice, with solid materials, a wide view, and a good neighborhood environment. Lei Guoliang basically had a good idea of ​​what to expect.

Back at the sales office, Lei Guo asked directly, "How many units are left unsold in this phase? I mean, 85 to 115 square meters, mid-to-high floors, south-facing."

The salesperson checked on the computer, then looked up in surprise: "Sir, there are about 120 or 130 units of this type left. You asked about this one because..."

"If I want them all, what's the lowest price I can offer?" Lei Guoliang dropped the bombshell.

The salesperson's hand trembled, and the brochures nearly fell to the ground. "All...all of them? Over a hundred sets? Sir, are you kidding me?"

"I drove all the way from Hangzhou, I don't have time for jokes," Lei Guoliang said calmly. "Call the person who carries the most weight here. Or, contact your boss. My surname is Lei."

The salesperson didn't dare to delay and quickly ran to the back. Soon, a middle-aged man in a suit, who introduced himself as the sales manager, strode out, his face showing shock and disbelief.

"Mr. Lei, hello! I'm the sales manager here, my surname is Wang. I heard you're interested in our property?" Manager Wang shook hands warmly, but his eyes kept sizing up Lei Guoliang.

"Interested, but it depends on the price." Lei Guoliang sat down: "The remaining 120 units, ranging from 85 to 115 square meters, mid-to-high floors, facing south, I want them all. Give me a fair price."

Manager Wang swallowed hard and gave a bottom price.

Lei Guoliang shook his head and quoted his price: "4000 per square meter. Okay, let's discuss the details now."

No, I'm going to Jinxiu Jiangnan instead. I heard they're also having a clearance sale at the end of the month.

4000! That's 1500 yuan lower than their current average price! Manager Wang's face turned green.

"Mr. Lei, this...this is impossible! Our costs..."

"Manager Wang," Lei Guoliang interrupted him, leaning forward slightly, his voice low but clear: "This is Jiangdong New District, where the average price of ordinary apartments is 4000."

"Your development, while it looks somewhat high-end and better than ordinary developments, is only the last few units available. I'm buying 120 units at once, so 4000 isn't a low price for you."

Manager Wang's face turned deathly pale instantly, and sweat beaded on his forehead.