The voluptuous and beautiful nanny, Technician Shen fell for her.

The elevator goes directly to the top floor CEO's office.

The corridor was covered with thick carpets, so walking in it was completely silent.

Secretary Zhou pointed to the tightly closed mahogany double doors and tactfully stepped aside.

Su Nianhe pushed the door open herself.

In the spacious office, huge floor-to-ceiling windows offer a panoramic view of the bustling streets of the entire special economic zone.

Shen Huai sat in the large boss's chair, wearing a neat white shirt and a dark tie.

He leaned back in his chair, his long, slender fingers tapping on the table, one tap after another, making one's heart race.

The project manager standing opposite was wiping the sweat from his brow with a handkerchief, stammering as he reported the details of a multi-million dollar cross-province contract.

"Mr. Shen, the transportation costs for this batch of steel have been increased due to the route adjustment..."

"Transportation costs have increased by three percent, where did the profit margin go?" Shen Huai's voice was deep, filled with undisguised frustration and pressure. "The legal and finance departments need to recalculate this contract."

The project manager nodded repeatedly, his legs almost giving way.

Su Nianhe walked in wearing small leather shoes, the high heels clicking crisply on the floor.

Hearing the noise, Shen Huai impatiently raised his eyelids.

Upon seeing who it was, he stopped tapping his fingers on the table.

His previously imposing aura vanished completely, and his gaze settled on Su Nianhe's delicate and fair face before quickly sweeping over her light green dress that accentuated her slender waist.

"Get out," Shen Huai said, but he was speaking to the project manager.

The project manager paused for a moment, then turned his head following his boss's gaze and saw a stunningly beautiful woman. He immediately realized what was happening.

He felt as if he had been granted a pardon, grabbed the folder and ran away faster than a rabbit, closing the heavy door tightly behind him.

The office quieted down, with only the faint sound of the air conditioner running.

Shen Huai stood up, walked around the large desk, and strode towards her.

He loosened the dark tie around his neck with one hand, taking large strides with an unreasonable urgency.

Before Su Nianhe could speak, her wrist was grabbed by a warm, large hand.

With a little effort, Shen Huai pulled the person directly into his arms.

He pulled her back two steps and pressed her directly against the huge floor-to-ceiling window.

The building is thirty stories high, with bustling traffic outside and the sunlight glaringly bright.

Su Nianhe's back was pressed against the cool glass, while her front bumped against his hard chest.

Shen Huai didn't rush to do anything outrageous. He cupped her face in his large hands and carefully examined her, as if checking if she was missing a piece of flesh.

"Why did you come all by yourself?" His voice was low and husky, his fingertips rubbing her cheek, his tone filled with genuine fear. "You came all this way without saying a word. What if you got lost on the way? What if someone bullied you?"

A young, beautiful, single woman traveling far away is enough to make people worry.

Looking at the bloodshot eyes in his eyes, Su Nianhe felt a surge of tenderness and affection.

She reached up to the collar of his white shirt and straightened his tangled tie.

"I didn't lose you." Her voice was soft and sweet, with a hint of ingratiation. "I had Secretary Zhou send a car to pick me up from the airport. You've been in the Special Economic Zone for over a month, and I missed you, so I came to see you."

Upon hearing the words "I miss you," Shen Huai's Adam's apple bobbed heavily twice.

His gaze drifted down to her light green short-sleeved dress.

The fabric of the dress was smooth and clinged to her skin. The waistline was cinched so tightly that it accentuated her voluptuous curves perfectly. The hem of the skirt just past her knees, revealing a section of her dazzlingly white calves.

As the two drew closer, the familiar sweet fruity scent emanating from her began to waft into his nostrils.

"Going out dressed like this." Shen Huai's large hand slid down her waistline, pinching the soft flesh on her side through the thin fabric. "Boss Su is getting bolder and bolder these days."

Su Nianhe shrank back as he pinched her, her legs feeling a little weak.

"The weather in the Special Economic Zone is hot, this fabric is cool..." she tried to reason.

"It's fine to stay indoors where it's cool. If you wear it out, people will see it before I do." Shen Huai didn't listen to her reasoning at all and directly lowered his head to bite her lip.

The pent-up work and suppressed longing of the past month finally erupted in this kiss.

Su Nianhe was breathless from the kisses, her hands trembling with unease, so she could only clutch the fabric of his shirt tightly. The once-flattened white shirt was now crumpled into a messy mass of wrinkles.

The sunlight streaming through the huge floor-to-ceiling windows was blinding, and the temperature inside the office rose sharply.

Shen Huai put one arm around her slender waist and lifted her up a little.

Su Nianhe's leather shoes left the ground, forcing her to press tightly against his burning chest.

The man's body heat radiated over her, making her feel weak all over.

"Shen Huai, you can see it from outside..." She finally turned her head to look at the blue sky outside the French windows, her voice trembling and thick with nasal tone.

"It's one-way glass, and nobody on the thirtieth floor grows wings and flies up to see it," Shen Huai said shamelessly, his nose brushing against her neck as he took a deep breath.

His large hand slipped under the hem of her dress, the calloused skin pressing directly against her delicate, hot skin.

Su Nianhe gasped and placed her hands on his shoulders.

"The door isn't locked, what if Secretary Zhou comes in..." She was still trying to find an excuse to interrupt him.

"He wouldn't dare."

Shen Huai picked the person up and strode towards the lounge inside the office.

The door to the lounge was kicked open.

There is a large double bed inside.

Shen Huai tossed her into the soft bedding and unbuttoned his shirt with one hand.

"You've come all this way to visit me on set." He looked down at her, his eyes filled with barely suppressed possessiveness. "Boss Su, are you here to check up on me, or are you just offering yourself up?"

Su Nianhe nestled in the blankets, her cheeks flushing as she looked at his aggressive expression.

"I'm here to make sure you eat properly," she retorted matter-of-factly. "Secretary Zhou said you're always throwing tantrums and not eating properly."

"Eat." Shen Huai pressed down and silenced her with a kiss. "Eat now."

In May in the special economic zone, the heatwave not only swept through the streets, but also thoroughly engulfed the president's lounge at Huaihe Real Estate.

As evening approached, the sun set.

The neon lights in the special economic zone lit up one by one.

Su Nianhe sat on the edge of the bed in the lounge, holding the pearl hair clip in her hand, her long, black hair cascading over her shoulders.

Shen Huai walked in from the outer office, carrying a plate of Cantonese dishes that had just been served.

He changed into a clean black shirt, looking refreshed and radiant. His previous irritability and oppressive temper had completely disappeared, and his eyes revealed a sense of satisfaction.

"Come and eat." Shen Huai placed the lunchbox on the small coffee table next to him and pulled over a chair to sit down.

Su Nianhe glared at him, put on a white shirt belonging to Shen Huai, and slowly walked over.

"My clothes are all torn, how can I go out and face people?" she muttered in complaint.

Shen Huai reached out and pulled her to sit on his lap, then picked up his chopsticks and fed her a piece of poached chicken.

"If it's wrinkled, just buy a new one." Shen Huai was generous and extravagant. "Tomorrow I'll take you to the department store in the special economic zone. I'll book the whole place for you to choose from."

Su Nianhe bit into the chicken and snorted.

"I own my own clothing factory, so I don't wear clothes made by them." Her inherent pride and greed for money are still there.

"Okay, we'll do it ourselves." Shen Huai coaxed her, gently massaging her lower back with his large hand. "But since we're here, let's stay a few more days. I haven't had a chance to show you around the newly built headquarters building yet."

Su Nianhe leaned against him, listening to his steady heartbeat.

"Alright, since Boss Shen is so sincere in inviting me, I'll reluctantly stay a few more days."

Shen Huai chuckled softly.

The flashing neon lights outside illuminated this rapidly growing, cutting-edge city.

At the pinnacle of his business empire, he reserved his most indulgent tenderness for the person in his arms.