"Hey, hey."
Wang Jianping, sitting in the next cubicle, hunched his shoulders and nudged Lin Ze's arm with his elbow.
"Bro, nice going."
Lin Ze was already annoyed and snapped irritably, "Nice going my foot!"
"Don't play dumb! What on earth is your relationship with President Su?"
Bai Weiwei, sitting in the opposite cubicle, also leaned over curiously to eavesdrop.
Lin Ze said irritably, "She just can't stand workplace bullying. What does that have to do with me?"
Wang Jianping lowered his voice, "If Li Yufei hadn't bullied you, why would President Su have fired him and his dad together?"
Lin Ze: "……"
Oh, yeah, right.
He rolled his eyes inwardly.
Because she can't wait to slaughter me with her own hands.
He couldn't work another day at this job.
Resign, he had to resign!
Lin Ze abruptly yanked out a blank sheet of paper.
Just as the tip of his pen was about to touch the paper, it suddenly froze in mid-air.
How do you write the character for "resign"?
He hadn't written by hand in years.
Lin Ze opened his phone and searched for a resignation letter template.
He looked at the crooked handwriting traced with a panicked, shaking hand.
He grabbed the letter and headed straight for the HR department.
HR: "We don't handle this. Go find President Su's Assistant Liu, who processed your onboarding."
Assistant Liu: "Your direct supervisor is the general manager, and President Su is currently in a meeting."
"I'll notify you once the meeting is over."
What?!
Lin Ze's vision went black.
A regular employee's direct superior was actually the CEO?
A regular employee's direct superior was actually the company CEO!
This was utterly unreasonable.
There was no need to doubt it.
Su Qingqing was simply out to get her revenge on him.
Lin Ze returned to his cubicle crestfallen.
Half an hour later.
"The CEO is free now."
Holding his resignation letter, Lin Ze followed Assistant Liu to the door of the CEO's office.
The moment he pushed the door open, a mechanical voice suddenly exploded in his mind.
Suddenly, he heard the System's voice in his head.
[System detects that you seem to have a strange preference for a beauty's feet.]
[Task: Take off Su Qingqing's shoes with your own hands, cup her foot in your hands and massage it gently, then—]
[Reward: Physical strength x1, 10,000 yuan in cash]
How absurd!
Lin Ze was losing his mind inside.
Since when did he have such a strange fetish!
This system was completely out of its mind!
It's a pervert itself, pinning weird labels on people!!
The image of Li Yufei being dragged away by security guards flashed through his mind.
Su Qingqing's methods now were even more ruthless than he had imagined—
She was no longer the fragile little white flower of years past.
The System must think he wasn't dying fast enough and was trying to frame him.
Because the current Su Qingqing hated him to the bone.
If he did this—
He would undoubtedly be thrown out of the building by security on the spot.
Could the System please drop this task?
[Failure penalty: Freeze all assets under your name for one month.]
Thinking of the hospital bills, Lin Ze's fists clenched involuntarily.
He looked at the office door.
His Adam's apple bobbed with a difficult swallow.
Whatever!
Worst case, he gets fired anyway.
He was planning to resign in the first place.
After mentally preparing himself, he bit the bullet and walked into the office.
Su Qingqing was standing with her back to the floor-to-ceiling windows.
Hearing the door open, Su Qingqing turned around.
A black suit paired with an ivory silk blouse outlined her graceful curves.
A hip-hugging skirt traced the rounded curves of her hips, and her legs, encased in flesh-colored stockings, emitted a delicate sheen in the sunlight.
A suit, white shirt, black hip-hugging skirt, and stockings were originally standard attire for workplace women.
Worn by Su Qingqing, her superb figure and aloof temperament combined to create a contradictory yet fascinating, unique charm.
Looking at the somewhat flustered and uneasy Lin Ze, Su Qingqing spoke up: "Sit."
Lin Ze sat on the sofa, his resignation letter crumpled in his pocket.
He was mulling over how to bring it up.
There was no way he could just walk in and ask, "Can I touch your feet?"
That was way too perverted.
Seeing Lin Ze remain silent the whole time, Su Qingqing remembered Assistant Liu saying he wanted to resign.
Why did he want to resign?
Why was he avoiding her!
She asked coldly, "Is there something you need?"
Lin Ze: "....... It's nothing much, just coming to say hello to my boss."
Seeing that Lin Ze didn't mention resigning, Su Qingqing went along with changing the subject.
Su Qingqing spun her office chair around so that her body faced Lin Ze directly.
Because she was sitting, the hem of her skirt shifted upwards slightly, revealing a flash of glowing white skin—a girl's absolute territory.
Lin Ze's gaze fell uncontrollably.
Seeing Lin Ze's gaze drop to her legs, Su Qingqing thought:
This guy,
he still likes looking at legs just like before, huh?
The corners of Su Qingqing's lips curled into an elusive arc. "Is it pretty?"
"Pretty." Lin Ze answered instinctively, then snapped back to his senses instantly, his earlobes turning crimson in a flash.
"Yesterday you pulled me and caused me to sprain my foot, and it still hurts!"
One of Su Qingqing's slender legs rested atop the other.
As she crossed her legs, the hem of her skirt quietly shifted upward, exposing the lace trim of her undergarments.
The black high heel on her foot swayed back and forth in front of him.
Lin Ze stared at the ankle that appeared even fairer against the backdrop of the black high heel.
His throat tightened. "Did you... really sprain it?"
"Mhm." Su Qingqing let out a soft hum.
Seeing Lin Ze keep his head down and stay silent, Su Qingqing said, "What's wrong? Is Young Master Lin incapable of even apologizing now?"
The words "Young Master Lin" made his temples throb fiercely.
Young Master Lin!
He was bankrupt!
What Young Master Lin? She was clearly taking a jab at him!
Humiliating him.
"I'm sorry."
"Does an apology work?"
Su Qingqing looked at Lin Ze with his head bowed.
Why wasn't he taking any initiative at all?
How had he become so dense now!
Lin Ze was helpless.
What on earth do you want, woman?!
Suddenly remembering the System, he was struck by a flash of inspiration.
Do it now!
"I'll help you call a masseur."
"I want a massage right now."
Su Qingqing was doing this on purpose!
She wanted to see him kneel on the ground like a dog and beg for mercy.
He thought with reckless self-abandonment:
Whatever!
Consider it for my mother's medical bills.
He took a deep breath and knelt on one knee in front of Su Qingqing.
He gently removed her high heels, cupping her delicate foot in his palm.
Su Qingqing's toes curled involuntarily.
This subtle shudder made Lin Ze freeze, his eyes lifting to catch her panic before she could mask it.
Was the high-and-mighty Su Qingqing actually nervous?!
This realization made his heart beat heavily.
The sensation of the stockings sliding across his palm made Lin Ze's fingertips tingle.
His thumb pressed against her slightly reddened ankle.
He heard a suppressed gasp from above.
"It hurts."
Su Qingqing shuddered almost imperceptibly. Her scattered strands of hair fell forward, blocking the corners of her reddened eyes.
Lin Ze heard his own heavy breathing, mixed with the faint scent of jasmine emanating from her.
"I'll be lighter then." Lin Ze's voice was terribly hoarse.
His throat tightening, Lin Ze switched to using the pad of his thumb to gently trace circles, and as his fingertips brushed across her arch, he felt the skin beneath his palm grow slightly warm.
"Ah."
A sweet, delicate "ah" echoed in the office.
Su Qingqing felt a jolt of electricity race up her spine from her fingertips. Her fingers unconsciously gripped the armrests of her chair tightly.
Su Qingqing immediately bit her lower lip.
Her pearly white teeth sank into the soft flesh of her lips, leaving a shallow tooth mark.
She was terrified of making any more sounds.
Watching the flush of color on Su Qingqing's face, Lin Ze unconsciously increased the pressure of his massage.
In response, the muscles in her calf trembled repeatedly.
"Knock, knock."
The knock on the door exploded like a thunderclap, and the two of them snapped apart as if electrocuted.
It interrupted the two of them.
Startled, the two of them snapped apart as if they had been hit by a bolt of electricity.
Su Qingqing immediately pulled her leg back, frantically shoving her foot back into her high heel.
Turning around, Su Qingqing's eyes held a mist of tears, her cheeks flushed as she clutched her pounding chest.
"Alright, you can go back."
Oh no, Su Qingqing seemed angry.
He might have gone a bit too far.
With his head lowered, Lin Ze backed out of the office, his back already soaked in cold sweat.
The delicate texture of the stockings seemed to still linger on his palms.
…………