After Su Bai came out of Chen Yusheng's office, he closed the door properly for her.
He strolled around the hallway of the lab building, and since he had nothing better to do, he walked over to the room on the other side.
After Shengxi Technology injected its capital, the entire floor had been redesigned. In addition to Chen Yusheng's personal office, several small cubicles had been set aside for assistants and graduate students.
Li Xingya usually worked in one of them.
Su Bai walked to the door and peeked through the glass panel.
Li Xingya was sitting in front of her computer, her fingers flying across the keyboard.
Today, she wore a faded gray hoodie. Her long, jet-black hair was casually pinned up with a simple blue shark clip, with a few stray strands falling messily around her ears.
It made her look intellectual and demure.
Next to her computer desk sat a cup of instant coffee that had already gone cold.
Su Bai noticed that after typing a few lines of code, Li Xingya would stop, raise her hand, and vigorously rub her temples. Her delicate brows were tightly furrowed, and her face showed unmistakable exhaustion.
Su Bai pushed open the door and walked in quietly.
Li Xingya was staring blankly at a mathematical formula on the screen when she suddenly felt a pair of warm, large hands on her shoulders. She flinched instinctively, almost letting out a startled cry.
But when she caught the familiar, reassuring scent of a subtle men's cologne, she immediately realized who it was.
She turned around and saw Su Bai. Her face flushed bright red, and she stood up nervously, "Boss... Boss, why are you here? Sorry, I was so focused I didn't notice you come in."
"Sit down, no need to be formal with me." Su Bai pressed on her shoulders, guiding her back into her chair. He picked up the cold coffee from her desk and frowned slightly. "Why are you drinking cold coffee? Is the task from Sheng Sheng very urgent?"
Li Xingya adjusted her glasses with some embarrassment and explained softly, "No, it's not that Teacher Chen is pushing me. It's just that this controller algorithm reconstruction involves some high-dimensional, nonlinear topological manifolds. I haven't worked with them much before, so I wanted to get through it quickly and not hold up the project."
Su Bai noticed the faint dark circles under her eyes and felt a pang of concern.
This girl was diligent and hardworking, with a tenacious spirit that refused to give up, but because of that, she always pushed herself too hard.
"Work is never-ending; health is your foundation." Su Bai looked at her and asked gently, "I saw you rubbing your temples earlier. Headache?"
Li Xingya bit her lip and confessed honestly, "Yeah, I've had a bit of a headache the last couple of days. Maybe... maybe it's because the weather in Jiangcheng has been changing so quickly—hot one minute, cold the next. I think I caught a slight draft, and my old problem flared up again."
"Migraine?" Su Bai asked.
"Something like that. It's a throbbing pain right at the temples. Medicine doesn't really help, so I just have to tough it out." Li Xingya sighed and rubbed her forehead helplessly.
"Why tough it out? Your Boss is a miracle doctor." Su Bai smiled as he walked behind her. "Come here, I'll give you a personal massage. I guarantee it'll cure you."
Li Xingya was stunned for a moment. She looked at Su Bai with a mix of flattery and surprise, waving her hands frantically, "Huh? No need, Boss, how could I... You're always so busy, and besides, I'm here to work. I can't have you giving me a massage..."
In Li Xingya's heart, Su Bai was not just the big boss of Baiye Holdings; he was also the benefactor who had pulled her out of hardship.
Just being able to work in the Jiangda lab with a generous salary already made her feel deeply grateful. There was no way she would dare let Su Bai serve her.
"Alright, enough talk. Are you defying the Boss's orders?" Su Bai put on a stern face, deliberately looking serious. "It's lunch break now, so this doesn't count as work. Be good."
Li Xingya saw the unwavering look in Su Bai's eyes, and a sweet warmth filled her heart, mixed with a bit of shyness. She obediently closed her eyes slightly, her body stiff as she leaned back in her chair.
Su Bai stood behind her, placing his hands over her temples.
The "Causal Healing" ability within his body activated silently. A gentle, warm energy seeped through his fingertips, slowly penetrating Li Xingya's skin.
Su Bai's fingers were very slender, and his pressure was perfectly controlled.
He moved from her temples to the back, pressing into her Fengchi and Tianzhu acupressure points.
Li Xingya felt an indescribable warmth flow from Su Bai's fingers. It was as if, in an instant, the tangled codes in her mind and the sharp, stabbing pain were scattered away.
"Mmm..."
Li Xingya couldn't help but let out a soft moan. The deeply soothing sensation made her tense shoulders relax instantly.
She felt as though she were soaking in a hot spring—warm and cozy, so much so that her eyelids began to droop.
"How is it? Feeling any better?" Su Bai asked softly near her ear.
"So... so comfortable." Li Xingya kept her eyes closed, her voice soft and a little drowsy, her pretty cheeks flushed pink. "Boss, your skills are incredible—better than painkillers. My head feels so much lighter."
"That's just the appetizer." Su Bai glanced at his watch. It was already noon. "Come on, it's lunchtime. I'll take you out to eat, and then we'll find a quiet place for a full body therapy session."
Li Xingya opened her eyes, looking at him with confusion. "Full body therapy? Where are we going?"
"You'll find out when we get there." Su Bai smiled, took her small hand, and led her out of the office.
Li Xingya didn't resist. She let Su Bai hold her hand, her heart full of anticipation and a faint, unspoken nervousness.
Half an hour later, the imposing black Mercedes Benz G-Class drove slowly into the underground garage of the Ascott Apartments.
After getting out, Su Bai took Li Xingya by elevator to the mountain-view duplex villa.
This duplex villa was one Su Bai had previously rented out long-term for a million yuan. It was very close to Jiangda—just a ten-minute drive.
Since Chen Yusheng, Zhou Jialu, and the others had all moved to the East Lake private club, this place had become vacant.
Zhou Jialu arranged for regular housekeeping, so the house was still spotless and ready to move in anytime.
"Brother Su, this place is..." Li Xingya looked at the luxurious yet quiet duplex villa and stood awkwardly at the entrance, afraid to step inside.
"This is where Jialu and I used to live. Now everyone has moved to East Lake, so it's empty." Su Bai took a clean pair of women's slippers from the shoe cabinet and handed them to her, explaining with a smile, "It's close to school, perfect for a lunch break. And best of all, it's quiet—no one will disturb us."
Hearing the words "no one will disturb," Li Xingya's heart skipped a beat.
She lowered her head, blushing as she put on the slippers, and softly murmured, "Mm."
Once inside the living room, Su Bai asked Li Xingya to lie down on the large genuine leather sofa.
"Lie down, close your eyes, and let me give you a thorough massage," Su Bai said.
Li Xingya obediently lay down on the sofa. The fabric of her sweatshirt was a bit loose, and as she reclined, it rode up slightly, revealing a sliver of fair, delicate waist. Against the dark sofa, the skin was dazzlingly white.
Su Bai sat on the armrest of the sofa and pressed his hands against her head again.
This time, he not only employed "causal healing techniques" but also incorporated other methods.
As Su Bai's fingers worked their pressure, Li Xingya felt waves of heat racing through her body.
That flow of warmth traveled down from her neck, ran along her spine, and finally gathered in her lower abdomen, turning into a tingling, itchy sensation.
"Boss... I, my body feels so hot..." Li Xingya's breathing started to quicken.
She opened her eyes, a hazy mist covering her watery gaze, looking at Su Bai with a hint of panic.
Su Bai leaned down, his warm breath brushing her cheeks, as he looked at her flushed face stirred by emotion. "The heat means it's working, that the cold energy is being released from your body. Now, it's time for some deeper treatment."
Li Xingya gazed at his strikingly handsome face so close to her own. She could no longer suppress the emotions inside her and proactively reached out, wrapping her arms around Su Bai's neck.
The afternoon sunlight streamed through the floor-to-ceiling windows, casting dappled shadows on the wooden floor of the living room.
Inside the villa, an air of spring vitality filled the space.
Two hours of break time flew by quickly in the sensual atmosphere.
...
At two in the afternoon.
In the master bathroom on the second floor of the townhouse, a huge round bathtub was filled with warm water.
Su Bai carried Li Xingya, whose whole body was limp and too weak to lift a finger, and gently set her down into the water.
As the warm water enveloped her, Li Xingya let out a contented sigh, completely relaxing and leaning softly against Su Bai's embrace.
After all the exertion and the soothing soak, the tension in her nerves—once pulled tight from her migraine—had completely melted away.
She was pleasantly surprised to find that not only was her headache gone, but she also felt refreshed, as if every part of her body had been washed clean, utterly transparent and pure.
"Boss, it's really amazing," Li Xingya said, turning her head to look at Su Bai, who was wiping her shoulders. She spoke from the heart. "I don't feel uncomfortable at all now. My body feels so light, even better than after a whole day at the spa."
Su Bai gazed at her rosy, delicate skin and her pure face, made even more dewy by the water mist. A mischievous grin spread across his face.
He leaned in close to Li Xingya's ear, gently nibbling her round earlobe, and teased, "Is it the effect of my massage technique, or was it the result of our little session earlier?"
At these words, the scandalous scenes by the sofa and in the bedroom immediately flashed through Li Xingya's mind.
She let out a shy gasp, quickly covering her face with both hands, and submerged most of her body into the warm water, leaving only her big, moist eyes exposed. She shot Su Bai a playful, bashful glare.
Like a little submarine.

nce】【Lighthearted Comedy】【Ultimate Gentleman's Novel】【Viewer Discretion Advised for Under 16】 The mightiest human hero, Sharen Morian, is resurrected after a thousand years by his wife—the Demon King. This is not your typical hero-vs-demon-king tale.

e bizarre and supernatural had descended. The previous emperor was a thoroughgoing tyrant; no longer satisfied with human women, he had set his sights on a stunningly beautiful supernatural entity. He met his end in his bedchamber, drained of all his vital essence. As the legitimate eldest son and crown prince, Wang Hao was thus hastily enthroned, becoming the young emperor of the Great Zhou Dynasty. No sooner had he awakened the "Imperial Sign-In Intelligence System" than he was assassinated by a Son of Destiny—a classic villain's opening. The Great Zhou, ravaged by the former emperor's excesses, was in national decline. The great families within its borders harbored their own treacherous schemes, martial sects began to defy the imperial court's decrees, and border armies, their pay and provisions in arrears, grumbled incessantly against the central government. Fortunately, the central capital was still held secure by the half-million Imperial Guards and fifty thousand Imperial Forest Army who obeyed the court's orders, along with the royal family's hidden reserves of power, barely managing to suppress the realm. As the Great Zhou's finances worsened and supernatural activities grew ever more frequent, the court sat atop a volcano. Ambitious plotters everywhere dreamed of overthrowing the dynasty, and even some reclusive ancient powers emerged, attempting to sway the tides of the world. At the first grand court assembly, the civil and military officials nearly came to blows, fighting tooth and nail over the allocation of fifty million taels of silver from the summer tax revenues. The spectacle opened Wang Hao's eyes—the Great Zhou's bureaucracy was not only corrupt but also martially proficient, a cabinet of all-rounders. Some officials even had the audacity to suggest the emperor release funds from the imperial privy purse to address the emergency. Wang Hao suddenly felt weary. Let it all burn.

ions, keeping it grounded and realistic】 After quitting his job, office worker Su Yang accidentally binds with the "Enjoy Life System." As the name suggests, simply by indulging in life's pleasures, he can earn random rewards from the system—no need to spend money on beautiful women or grovel before anyone. Just enjoy, and the money follows, making it all about effortless fun. The system comes with a scanning feature, allowing him to establish a favorability bond with women rated 85 points or above. Every 20-point increase in favorability unlocks additional rewards. After suffering through over twenty years of hardship, Su Yang trembles with excitement, his dull eyes suddenly gleaming with newfound hope. "Enjoy life? How hard could that be?"

he colors of other people’s emotions. Light red meant anxiety. Gray meant exhaustion. Orange meant excitement. Yellow... meant repression. At the same time, he could gain unlimited control over one of those colors. Pale cyan: relaxation. Using this ability, he started offering “two-yuan hugs,” spending an afternoon exchanging emotional-color experiences with others. Then came his final female customer of the day— a girl whose emotional color was pure black... —— A week later, Xu Chuan had become skilled at using pale cyan—Relaxation—treating it like a bottle of menthol balm whenever he needed it. That was when he discovered he had unlocked another unlimited emotional color: Purple, the color of fear. So these emotional colors refresh every week? Fine, I take it back—I’ll never call you useless again... —— Much later, after Xu Chuan had accumulated countless emotional abilities, one night, he suddenly found himself inside someone else’s dream. There, he could use the emotional colors he possessed to paint. And in her dream, he painted her a shower of pink shooting stars, spreading across the depths of the night sky...