Inside the Taiyan Division, on the Luofu.
Fu Xuan, with Qingque in tow, was showing Chu Ze around his new environment.
"This is the office area."
"Mhm."
"This is the library archives."
"Ooh."
"This is the divination area."
"Aah."
"This is the Matrix of Prescience... Stop replying with just grunts!"
Fu Xuan cut Chu Ze off just in time.
Chu Ze paused, wondering how he should reply.
But he quickly caught on and threw his hands up:
"Lady Fu Xuan is as beautiful as a siren, devastatingly intelligent, and unparalleled in all the world!"
Qingque chimed in from the side:
"???????????????"
Fu Xuan: "..."
Her fists clenched. Hard.
How could this tiny Taiyan Division house two geniuses of such caliber?
She leaped up again, grabbing Chu Ze by the collar, ready to give him a stern lecture.
But Chu Ze, as if anticipating her move, repeated the names of all the places she had just introduced.
He recited them perfectly, without a single mistake.
This truly surprised Fu Xuan:
"Eh? You actually remembered it all?"
Chu Ze wasn't offended and simply wore a confident expression:
"I may not be the best at using my brain, but that doesn't mean I'm an idiot."
"Besides, if I were truly a talentless fool, Jing Yuan wouldn't have made me your secretary."
That was true.
No matter what, Jing Yuan was a responsible person; he wouldn't make such a casual appointment.
Thinking of this, Fu Xuan's expression softened slightly.
She and Chu Ze already had a deep and close relationship.
If his professional skills were also up to par, then this secretarial arrangement was indeed exactly what she had hoped for.
"By the way, Fu Xuan, do you have anything else to do?"
After familiarizing himself with the general layout, Chu Ze suddenly looked at Fu Xuan.
Fu Xuan shook her head. "Not for now, why?"
Chu Ze blinked. "In that case, can I come to your office later to ask for your guidance on some work-related matters?"
"You may," Fu Xuan nodded calmly. "I was planning on personally mentoring you anyway. Since you're so eager, then come."
Beside them, Qingque's eyes lit up. "Then you two can chat. I'll just..."
"Get back here!"
Fu Xuan grabbed the back of Qingque's collar.
"Qingque, oh Qingque, you've been late or have left early three times this month. Do you know what that means?"
Qingque pondered for two seconds:
"Uhh... it means today is the 3rd?"
"???"
How dare you say that!
Fu Xuan took another deep breath, her flat chest rising and falling slightly.
"Qingque, you don't want to lose your entire bonus for this month, do you?"
Qingque's face changed instantly:
"Lady Fu Xuan, please have mercy! I'll go make up for my hours right now!"
The little sparrow's head drooped as she dragged her feet back to her workstation, as if walking to the gallows.
Meanwhile, Fu Xuan led Chu Ze to her private office.
They entered the room and closed the door.
Fu Xuan sat down straight in her chair, her slender, pale legs wrapped in white tights pressed neatly together:
"Alright, no one's here now. If you have any questions... wait, why are you taking off your clothes?"
"..."
"Hey, the 'discussion' you mentioned couldn't possibly be... wait a minute, this is the office!"
"..."
"My white tights! Mmph... You lecher! At least wait until tonight..."
"..."
"Mmm...~~...?"
...
...
Time flew by, and soon it was evening.
The employees in the office area had mostly left.
Qingque stretched languidly and walked to the door of the Taiyan's office with a stack of documents.
Knock, knock, knock.
Tapping lightly on the door, the young woman's tired voice called out:
"Lady Fu Xuan, these are the documents that need your approval. As soon as you're done, I can get off work."
She waited for a moment.
No response.
Qingque tilted her head curiously. Weren't Chu Ze and Lady Fu Xuan discussing matters in the office?
Knock, knock, knock.
She knocked again.
Still no response.
Curious, Qingque pressed her ear to the door and seemed to hear a faint rustling sound, like fabric rubbing against something.
But as she knocked, the strange sound immediately stopped, replaced by the sound of a man's footsteps.
"It's Qingque, what is it?"
The door opened, and Chu Ze's figure appeared before Qingque.
He had a pleasant expression on his face and was shirtless, as if he had just finished some kind of exercise.
His unique, refreshing scent wafted over, and his well-defined body and neat abs made Qingque's eyes widen.
"What... what a great body!"
"If I could just touch it, it must feel..."
Of course, such a thought was fleeting, and Qingque quickly came back to her senses:
"Mr. Chu Ze... ahem, Secretary Chu Ze, these are the materials that need Lady Fu Xuan's approval."
Chu Ze nodded and took them:
"Understood, I'll pass them on to her."
Seeing that Chu Ze was about to close the door, Qingque couldn't hold back her curiosity:
"Wait, Chu Ze, what were you two doing in there? Why didn't you open the door for so long, and why aren't you even wearing a shirt?"
"Oh, this..."
Chu Ze said without a blush:
"Fu Xuan was diligently guiding my studies, but she overworked herself and is now taking a short nap."
"I, on the other hand, seized the opportunity to work out. I broke a sweat, so I took my shirt off to cool down."
"I'll definitely put my clothes back on after she wakes up."
So that's what it was.
Qingque couldn't help but sigh with admiration:
"You don't even let your break time go to waste, using it to train your body? No wonder you're in such great shape."
Chu Ze nodded in approval:
"Exactly. So you should also pay attention to exercise and stay healthy."
Qingque waved her hands repeatedly:
"I'll pass. Compared to muscles, I'm more interested in slacking off and playing cards... I'm off work, see you tomorrow~"
The simple-minded girl didn't think of anything strange at all.
So she waved and left the Taiyan Division.
Perhaps this was one of the few opportunities she had to go play cards openly and justifiably.
After Qingque left, Chu Ze locked the door again and returned to the office.
And the usually high and mighty Lady Fu Xuan, who rarely showed her emotions, was now exhausted and slumped over the desk.
Her pale pink uniform was in disarray, and her small shoes had been kicked off carelessly. Even her high-quality white pantyhose, stitched with patterns, were in a battle-damaged state—tattered and stained with unspeakable marks.
Seeing Chu Ze return, Fu Xuan deliberately tensed her small face, looking at him with a hint of anger:
"Pervert... Shameless... Lecher..."
"Doing this kind of thing right after changing positions, and in the office of all places..."
Chu Ze chuckled:
"I think you were enjoying it quite a bit too, just like earlier..."
"Silence! For the work of a Taiyan, can that be called indulgence?"
The young woman glared at him in embarrassment.
Her usually pure and stoic face now looked incredibly charming, perhaps this was the allure of contrast.
So Chu Ze decisively moved forward, like a warrior picking up his weapon, seemingly ready to charge again.
Fu Xuan's pretty face changed slightly, and she quickly leaned back, pressing her small feet against his abs:
"Wait, you want more? If we continue, I won't be able to go to work tomorrow!"
However, the anticipated storm did not arrive.
Chu Ze just carried her to the sofa and covered her with a blanket:
"Don't worry, I'm a follower of the Path of Destruction, not some crazed goblin who only knows how to breed."
"Appropriate pleasure is good for the mind and body, but complete indulgence will weaken the body... I don't want to experience that kind of feeble weakness again."
Seeing the man's rare gentle gesture,
Fu Xuan's eyes flickered, and for a moment, she didn't know how to respond.
Then she saw him grin and give a thumbs-up:
"So, just a dozen times a day is fine. Any more than that is a no-go."
"???"
The feeling of gratitude in her heart vanished instantly.
Fu Xuan grabbed the stockings beside her and threw them directly at Chu Ze's face:
"In your dreams! A dozen times a day?"
"Besides, we've wasted so much time. Now hurry up and work overtime to finish the work!"
"Eh... what a heartless Taiyan..."
"Enough talk. This seat will supervise you closely!"