Perfectly Complementary Seniors and Shengsheng Form an Alliance

For office workers, what is the ideal work environment?

It’s maintaining the status quo—keeping the current work rhythm while the company enjoys healthy cash flow and financial stability.

Undoubtedly, after Su Bai became the boss of Shengxi Technology, the company reached this ideal state.

The atmosphere in the office instantly became much more relaxed.

"So, what do you think? Do you want to stay here and familiarize yourself with the business, or come back to Shanshui Diepin with me for a nap?"

Su Bai asked Chen Yusheng.

After some thought, the latter decided to go back with Su Bai for a midday break.

As for the company…

Well, for someone like Chen Yusheng, most of her life was spent studying and doing research anyway—missing a little time now wouldn’t hurt.

The main reason was that the way the employees had looked at her earlier made her feel a bit shy.

The role of the boss’s wife… she still wasn’t quite used to it.

But at the same time, a sweet, bubbling happiness filled her heart. After all, who wouldn’t be happy to pursue their passion without any burdens?

Thinking of this, an overwhelming sweetness surged in Chen Yusheng’s chest. She wanted to kiss Su Bai, to snuggle up to him—but of course, such things were inappropriate in the office.

So, it was better to go home.

The master bedroom at Shanshui Diepin belonged to her and Su Bai. It was clear that Su Bai was quite skilled at balancing relationships among the girls.

For example, when Chen Yusheng wanted the "main girlfriend" position, Su Bai had given her face without hesitation.

"Is Senior Zhou at the Yashige apartment?"

"She is."

"Hmm…"

"What, nervous?" Su Bai chuckled. "It’s not like you’ve never met her before."

"I have, but we’ve never really had a deep conversation. Besides, this is the first time meeting her as… well, this kind of identity."

"True, the… identity is a bit special."

Su Bai’s blunt words made Chen Yusheng blush, and she weakly smacked his arm a couple of times in embarrassment.

It wasn’t that Chen Yusheng had any issues with Zhou Jialu.

It was just that she and the senior were completely different types of girls.

The aloof academic genius vs. the seductive fox—you know what I mean?

The nervous Chen Yusheng even flipped down the sun visor’s mirror in the passenger seat, fussing with her hair.

"No need to check. Your hair is fine, no dandruff either."

"Hmph~"

"Look, Senior Zhou even prepared food to welcome you."

"Huh?"

Su Bai handed his phone to Chen Yusheng.

In his private chat with Zhou Jialu, the senior had just sent a photo.

A massive stainless steel basin filled with an enticing red oil broth, soaking all kinds of snacks.

Cold spicy skewers!

Chen Yusheng’s eyes instantly lit up.

This—she loved it!

"Senior knows you love spicy food, so she made snacks for you. She’s really welcoming you, so there’s no need to be nervous."

It had to be said, Zhou Jialu’s emotional intelligence was truly top-tier.

She knew exactly how to smooth things over with Chen Yusheng—using delicious food as a peace offering.

The Wan sisters were naturally easier to get along with, and they carried themselves with humility.

Chen Yusheng, being inherently aloof, needed someone to break the ice for a harmonious dynamic.

Zhou Jialu understood that this responsibility fell on her, so as not to put Su Bai in an awkward position.

What a capable manager!

With that, Chen Yusheng visibly relaxed.

But as they neared home, she suddenly tensed up again: "Big Goose, do you think… if we, you know, in the master bedroom… will Senior hear us next door?"

"Of course. Not only will she hear, but she’ll probably record it too."

"...You’re so annoying!"

Chen Yusheng couldn’t help but laugh, clinging to Su Bai’s arm as they walked. The moment he parked, she eagerly wrapped her arms around his neck and kissed him.

By the time her gaze turned hazy, she was whispering softly into his ear.

"Big Goose, seriously… I don’t even know how to repay you. Why are you so good to me?"

Chen Yusheng felt that even if Su Bai saw potential in her, she wasn’t worth such a massive investment.

Forget about the company—that was an asset, and the explanation was complicated.

But casually pulling out millions in cash for the company’s use?

Most bosses weren’t that generous. They usually sought investors instead of digging into their own pockets. It just showed how much Su Bai valued her.

"Don’t talk about repaying me!"

Su Bai pretended to be angry and gave her a light smack.

Chen Yusheng felt helpless, yet she couldn’t resist sinking deeper into the warmth Su Bai gave her.

Originally, she had been looking forward to Senior Zhou’s cold spicy skewers, but she couldn’t hold back in the car…

By the time they took the elevator up, Chen Yusheng was already in a slightly disheveled state.

Thankfully, her long coat covered everything, so she didn’t look improper.

Still, when Zhou Jialu saw her, she couldn’t help but cover her mouth and giggle.

"Junior, you and Yusheng really get along well, huh?"

"Shut it!" Su Bai teased. "Go get us some tea!"

"Ah, you…"

Being scolded like that in front of Chen Yusheng was a bit embarrassing.

But mixed with that embarrassment was a hint of pride.

After all, Zhou Jialu’s figure had always been her proudest asset.

"By the way, where are the two little maids?" Su Bai glanced around, only now realizing the Wan sisters were missing.

If they had been here, Wan Xinyan would’ve already rushed out to awkwardly chat with Chen Yusheng.

"Oh, they’re in class."

"I see…"

Chen Yusheng watched Zhou Jialu bustling around and felt a little guilty, so she followed her to the kitchen to help carry things.

Along the way, she couldn’t help but admire how impeccably tidy the apartment was.

Chen Yusheng’s own desk and room had always followed the "organized chaos" philosophy.

Meaning, at first glance, things seemed randomly placed, but she knew exactly where everything was when needed.

Supposedly, this was a common trait among highly gifted academics.

But keeping a home as spotless as Zhou Jialu did? She could never manage that.

Hmm…

"Yusheng, it’s really fate, isn’t it? We were roommates when school started, and now we’re roommates here too."

"Mm… yeah. Thanks, Senior."

"Don’t mention it. We’ll be great friends from now on. Look, you’re good at gaming with Su Bai, and I’m good at handling daily life stuff—we actually complement each other perfectly…"

Zhou Jialu, the ace saleswoman, worked her magic.

With just a few words, she had Chen Yusheng feeling completely at ease.

According to her analysis, they weren’t even in competition.

For example, when Su Bai wanted to go luxury shopping, Zhou Jialu would naturally accompany him.

As for Chen Yusheng?

She had zero interest in brands like LV or Gucci.

Forcing her to browse luxury stores would be worse than rewarding her with a Dark Souls speedrun.

Likewise, Zhou Jialu had no interest in gaming or anime.

The result? After devouring Senior Zhou’s cold spicy skewers, Chen Yusheng already considered her a good friend!

This kind of harmony was exactly what Su Bai wanted to see.

And it was all thanks to Zhou Jialu’s deliberate efforts…

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