Starting with a beautiful woman's private doctor

"I haven't said hello to Sister Xue yet; I should at least let her know—"

Before Chu Nan could finish speaking, Xia Wantang interrupted him, saying, "What are you greeting me for? You're her secretary, not her husband."

As she spoke, she forcefully added, "Besides, we agreed that it would be one person per day today. You were with her yesterday, so it's my turn today."

Seeing that Chu Nan was still resisting, Xia Wantang simply took out her phone.

Once the call connected, she said with a sweet laugh, "Sister Xue, as promised, my little cutie should be at my house today~"

After saying that, he hung up the phone.

Clearly, she was making this call to Jiang Yingxue.

Xia Wantang put her phone away and looked at Chu Nan with a smile. "Alright, I've said my thanks. Is everything alright now?"

"..."

Sure enough, this woman is incredibly shameless.

And just like that, Chu Nan was dragged into the car.

Xia Wantang's villa hasn't changed much since the last time I visited.

The living room maintained its relaxed yet sophisticated style, with a thin blanket draped over the sofa and a bunch of slightly wilted pink roses on the coffee table.

Xia Wantang released Chu Nan's arm, kicked off her high heels, and walked barefoot onto the wooden floor. She went to the wine cabinet and took out two wine glasses.

"My darling, today is your big day as chief physician, let's have a drink!"

Chu Nan looked at the bottle of red wine and shook his head repeatedly.

He still remembers clearly what happened last time he drank too much.

Because of the prohibition at the time, the two only shared a bed and nothing happened that night.

But now the lotus in the Qian position has bloomed, and the restraints are gone.

If I drink like that again today, it could really kill someone.

"Hey, seriously? You drank pretty heartily last time, didn't you? You're not planning to skip a single drop this time, are you?"

Xia Wantang handed one of the glasses to Chu Nan, saying, "Besides, I didn't eat you last time when you were drunk, so why would I eat you this time?"

"That's hard to say."

Chu Nan did not accept the glass of wine. Although Xia Wantang acted normally, his intuition told him that this time was different from the previous flirting.

"Really not drinking?"

"I really won't drink it."

"All right."

Xia Wantang looked somewhat disappointed, but didn't seem to take it too seriously.

He placed both glasses of wine on the coffee table and then walked towards the stairs.

"Then you sit for a while, I'll go change my clothes, this uniform is really stuffy."

She took a few steps and then turned back, a sly glint in her almond-shaped eyes. "Don't run away! My leg isn't healed yet, I can't catch you!"

Chu Nan stood in the living room, watching Xia Wantang walk barefoot up the stairs, and unconsciously took a deep breath.

The sofa was so soft, it felt like you could sink right into it.

He stared at the wilted bouquet of roses on the coffee table, which seemed to have been placed there when he bumped into Xia Wantang that day.

The edges of the petals have begun to turn yellow, but the faint fragrance of the flowers is still there.

Time passed by, and then a soft footstep came from upstairs.

It was very light, with a dull, muffled rhythm as I walked barefoot on the wooden stairs.

Then, Xia Wantang's figure came down the stairs.

She changed out of her business suit and into a champagne-colored silk robe.

The neckline was slightly open, and the collarbone was faintly visible under the light.

The hemline just above the knee, revealing a section of fair calves.

Her hair was loose over her shoulders, no longer styled in an elaborate updo during the day, and the ends were slightly damp from a recent shower.

She wasn't wearing makeup, her lips were a natural pink, and her eyes lacked their usual sharpness, instead exuding a more languid air.

She walked barefoot on the stairs, each step as light as a cat's.

This scene looks familiar; I think I've seen something similar before.

But for some reason, this time Chu Nan's feelings of being moved were much stronger than before.

Could it be that the door to happiness has already been opened, causing some unnecessary expectations to arise in my heart?

Chu Nan shifted his gaze to the wilted bouquet of roses on the coffee table.

The last time she wore this "battle outfit," she almost knocked herself over.

This time, both her graceful steps and alluring eyes far surpassed those of before.

If the last time was just Xia Wantang unconsciously exuding charm...

So this time, she deliberately and actively revealed her unique sexiness and charm.

Chu Nan glanced at the direction of the gate, considering his current Grandmaster strength.

Before anything happens, shouldn't we be able to escape?

Xia Wantang walked to the sofa but did not sit down.

She bent down, placed her hands on the back of the sofa, and gently wrapped her arms around Chu Nan's shoulders from behind.

Then she rested her chin on Chu Nan's shoulder, her lips very close to his ear, her light breaths brushing against his earlobe like a faint breeze.

"Sweetie~"

Xia Wantang's voice was very soft, with a slight upward inflection at the end, carrying a languid yet confident tone.

"Sister Tang, um—"

Chu Nan felt his heart begin to race. "I suddenly remembered I need to see Sister Xue. We made an appointment to discuss tomorrow's arrangements, and she—"

"Do you think it's appropriate to discuss Jiang Yingxue with me at this time?"

Xia Wantang's fingers slid from his shoulder to his arm, and her fingertips gently pressed on his wrist.

Her almond-shaped eyes shone brightly under the warm light. Her fingers gently touched Chu Nan's lips. "Your heart is beating so fast, little cutie. Are you feeling unwell? You should be feeling perfectly fine right now, shouldn't you?"

Chu Nan swallowed hard. "N-no."

"Are you... nervous?"

Xia Wantang's fingers slid from the corner of his mouth to his chin, then down his neck, stopping at the first button of his shirt.

She tilted her head to look at Chu Nan, her eyes subtly alluring as she asked, "Do you really like seeing me in this bathrobe? Or... do you want to see me in something more exciting?"

"That... isn't it..."

Chu Nan's voice was completely hoarse.

"Isn't that right? Are you shy, or do you really not want to?"

Xia Wantang's fingers moved slowly and deliberately as she unbuttoned the buttons, as if she were unwrapping a gift.

Feeling parched, Chu Nan grabbed Xia Wantang's wrist. "Sister Tang..."

"Um?"

Xia Wantang didn't break free, but looked up at him, the curve of her lips deepening. "Are you going to call it a stop? I'll stop right now."

Chu Nan knew that Xia Wantang was testing him, just as she had always done—using half-hearted attacks to test his bottom line.

Xia Wantang placed her warm fingertips on Chu Nan's chest, carrying a faint cherry scent.

Chu Nan's reason and body were being pulled in two different directions.

He wanted to say something, but found his throat so dry that he couldn't make a sound.

As she loosened her grip, Xia Wantang also unbuttoned the second button on his shirt...