He stole his best friend's photos and fell for a tycoon's heir through online dating.

Assistant Zhang stood in the entryway, his lips twitching almost imperceptibly:

"Absolutely genuine, Secretary Lin."

Lin Wanzhi's gaze darted around, and she lowered her voice to lean closer:

"Assistant Zhang, tell me honestly, does our company have any hidden businesses?"

"Hidden?"

"Yes, yes, yes! Like those classified cases... or those with some kind of connection to foreign countries?"

Assistant Zhang remained unfazed: "Secretary Lin is joking. We are just an extremely ordinary small company."

"I don't believe it." Lin Wanzhi put her hands on her hips and looked around the living room.

"I know the layout of this complex; the higher the floor, the more expensive it is. This is the top floor! It's not something you can just buy if you have money!"

My brother's place isn't even this big, and the view isn't as good as this one.

Mr. Huo just casually gave away this kind of house as employee dormitories? That's too weird!!!

She suddenly narrowed her eyes and lowered her voice in a tone that conveyed "I've seen through everything":

"Assistant Zhang...is the company asking us to do anything illegal?"

Assistant Zhang paused for a rare two seconds: "...Secretary Lin, your imagination is too rich."

Xia Ruo, standing to the side, finally couldn't help but let out a very soft laugh through her nose.

Lin Wanzhi turned around and glared at her: "Ruoruo, what are you laughing at? Don't you find it suspicious?"

Xia Ruo swallowed her laughter and nodded seriously:

"Suspicious, extremely suspicious. Maybe someone will deliver a box of cash tomorrow and ask us to make a deal."

"Ruo Ruo, you're just teasing me!!!" Lin Wanzhi said, her fingers precisely finding the soft flesh on her side and starting to tickle it.

"I was wrong, I was wrong! Hahaha—" Xia Ruo laughed so hard she couldn't stand up straight, dodging and backing away until her entire back was pressed against the wall.

"Assistant Zhang, help me!!!"

When Assistant Zhang was called out, he visibly stiffened for a moment.

He has handled all kinds of emergencies, from business negotiations to emergency public relations; nothing can stump him.

But now, faced with the scene of two girls chasing and beating each other, he stood there, unsure of what to do with his hands. His gaze swept back and forth twice before he finally stammered out:

"Um... Secretary Lin, please stop. This house... is actually Mr. Huo's private property. He doesn't live there much, so it's being confiscated."

"I see." Lin Wanzhi stopped what she was doing.

"But who exactly is Mr. Huo? My family is quite well-off, how come I've never heard of him before?"

"Ahem...Mr. Huo is a rather...low-key person."

Xia Ruo quickly changed the subject, her voice still slightly breathless after laughing, "Assistant Zhang, where are our luggage?"

"Mr. Huo has already arranged for things to be ready." He gestured to the side, "Secretary Lin, your room is this way."

Lin Wanzhi followed him through the door closest to the living room, and as soon as she stepped inside, she couldn't help but gasp softly.

The room was twice the size of her own home.

In the very center is a large bed that is two meters wide, with bedding made of misty blue velvet that looks and feels incredibly soft.

An abstract painting hangs above the bed, its blue-gray tones perfectly complementing the atmosphere of the entire room.

Against the wall stood a walnut dressing table, on which sat a brass lamp and a round mirror. Next to it was a built-in wardrobe with matte white doors.

The curtains were made of dark gray velvet and were half-drawn, revealing a small section of the balcony where two rattan chairs and a potted Monstera deliciosa were placed.

There was also a small desk in the corner, with a reading lamp and several magazines on the table.

"this……"

Lin Wanzhi opened her mouth, turned to look at Assistant Zhang, her voice carrying a tentative, uncertain tone.

"Is this really for me to live in?"

"Yes, Secretary Lin."

"Great, great, I'm super satisfied~" Lin Wanzhi looked around, nodded in satisfaction, then turned around and winked at Xia Ruo.

"Hehe, Ruoruo, I'm only doing this because of you~"

"Where?" Xia Ruo leaned against the door frame, avoiding her gaze.

"It must be because of you, Ruoruo," Lin Wanzhi leaned closer, lowering her voice, her teasing tone barely concealed.

"Otherwise, why would Mr. Huo give us such a nice house? It seems Mr. Huo really likes you~ He's spoiling you rotten~"

"Stop talking!!!" Xia Ruo's ears visibly turned red.

"Okay, okay, I won't say anything—" Lin Wanzhi raised her hands in a gesture of surrender, then turned to look at Assistant Zhang.

"Assistant Zhang, where is Ruoruo's room? Is it next door?"

"Secretary Xia's room is on the second floor, this way please." Assistant Zhang turned and walked towards the stairs.

"Why are Ruoruo's and my rooms so far apart?"

Lin Wanzhi followed, glancing back at the doors on either side of the stairs. "Aren't there several empty rooms on this floor?"

"Besides your room, the other rooms on the first floor are guest rooms and studies, and they are all quite small. So we had to separate them."

"Oh~ okay~" Lin Wanzhi pouted, "Then I really can't let my Ruoruo suffer."

She immediately became interested again, "Let's go, let's see Ruoruo's room!"

There are only two doors on the second floor.

Assistant Zhang pushed open the left-hand door of the staircase.

Xia Ruo walked in, her steps pausing slightly.

The room has a semi-circular layout, with a full-length curved window that stretches out the city skyline without any obstruction, like a huge oil painting framed in the window.

The window features a light gray, cushioned bay window that extends along a curved line, with a few throw pillows scattered on it. Sitting there, you can see the lights of half the city.

The floor is covered with dark wood flooring, and in the center of the room is a soft, European-style bed.

There was also a small bar counter by the window, with several bottles of red wine whose names I didn't know displayed on the counter.

"Wow—" Lin Wanzhi peeked out from behind her, "Ruoruo, the view from this room is amazing! It feels like half of City A is at your feet!"

She took two steps inside, her gaze passing through the glass door on the side of the French windows, and her voice suddenly rose a half-tone:

"My goodness, Ruoruo—there's even a swimming pool here!"

Xia Ruo followed her gaze.

At the end of the balcony, a turquoise swimming pool is embedded in the gray stone floor. The water is crystal clear, and the edges are smooth white stone. There are two lounge chairs and a white parasol next to it.

Lin Wanzhi squatted down and reached out to touch the water; the water temperature was just right.

"Ruo Ruo... this isn't a dormitory, it's practically a resort hotel."

She patted the water droplets off her hands and nodded seriously: "Not bad, not bad, Ruoruo deserves a room like this."

"Ruo Ruo," Lin Wanzhi turned around, clasped her hands together, and looked solemn.

"I take back everything I said before that was bad about President Huo."

"It was my poor judgment; I failed to recognize a great man; I judged a gentleman by the standards of a petty person."