Frankly speaking, Yang Rou was already a mature woman.

Even though that era was relatively conservative, but having graduated in her teens and lived in society for over twenty years, she was at least familiar with the concept even if she hadn't "eaten pork" herself.

Moreover, she herself had needs and occasionally would take care of them herself.

Such matters, for people of her age, weren't exactly private.

But... perhaps because she had never "interacted" with "someone,"

Yang Rou always felt somewhat uneasy.

Especially since it was the person she liked.

Yang Rou's heart felt even quicker.

That feeling... made her helplessly reminisce about her teenage years, when she met handsome guys or someone she was fond of.

These thoughts also led her to reflect: indeed, love makes one feel young...

While contemplating this, Yang Rou took several deep breaths to calm her heart. Then, wearing slippers and holding her clothes, she left the bathroom.

After exiting, Yang Rou looked around.

The room lights weren't turned on; only a nightlight was lit, as if no one was home.

The house was silent, void of any sound.

Yang Rou softly called out a few times, "Chen Yan? Chen Yan?"

There was no response.

Since the bathroom was in the living room area, Yang Rou hesitated, then walked towards the bedroom area.

Walking down the hallway, Yang Rou carefully listened. At the end of the corridor, there appeared to be faint sounds coming from a room.

She stepped towards it.

The door of that room was slightly ajar, and a dim light shone through.

She peeked inside.

Under the dim light inside, Chen Yan was wearing a comfortable-looking lounge suit, sitting there looking at materials on the computer while writing and drawing on the desk.

His brows furrowed and relaxed intermittently, his face revealing smiles at times, his eyes expressing confusion at others, as if he was completely immersed in his work.

Despite years of working with Chen Yan, Yang Rou had always thought of him as a boss who liked to slack off.

The only upside was that although he slacked off himself, he also allowed his employees to do the same.

As long as they completed the tasks within the plan, regardless of whether they played or took vacations in their other time, he didn't mind.

Moreover, the tasks he assigned were very few, allowing one to finish in just over half a day even while loafing around at work.

If the company suddenly became busy, he wouldn't squeeze his employees. Instead, he would have HR hire more people.

And yet, the salaries he offered were among the highest in the industry, and the benefits were top-tier as well.

In several internal meetings, Chen Yan's message had always been: work happily.

Life is your own; work is for the boss. Don't take work too seriously; just be happy and it's enough.

Having "wandered" among various companies in the film and television industry for many years, Yang Rou had never seen such a boss.

Initially, she had thought Chen Yan was just like this by nature. She hadn't expected that privately, he actually worked overtime and was quite diligent...

Yang Rou felt that she understood Chen Yan well.

Simply put, Chen Yan didn't want to pass down the pressure to his employees and chose to shoulder the company's progress himself.

Thinking this way, Yang Rou's beautiful eyes couldn't help but ripple with emotion.

She liked such a boss, and she liked Chen Yan in this way...

While thinking this, Yang Rou continued to carefully observe Chen Yan.

Chen Yan was actually very handsome, with his chiseled jawline, tall nose bridge, and delicate features. Even among the entertainment circle, he could pass as decent-looking.

Yang Rou still remembered, after joining the company when she was sorting through projects, she discovered one of the earliest projects done by Chen Yan: "Hidden Guardian."

That project had three main characters: Lu Man, Yu Qiao Qiao... and the last one was Chen Yan.

Chen Yan under the spotlight was also dazzling...

Watching him for a while, once Chen Yan finished the current work at hand and set down his pen, Yang Rou also came to her senses.

She swallowed and gently knocked, then spoke in an unusually tender tone, "Chen Yan, I've finished washing."

..........

Inside the room, Chen Yan certainly hadn't noticed that Yang Rou had been silently watching him from outside the door for over ten minutes.

Upon hearing Yang Rou's voice, Chen Yan looked towards the doorway, a bit surprised.

At that moment, Yang Rou also took the opportunity to push open the door and walked in.

Yang Rou was at the prime age for a woman, well-maintained, and had not been through certain behaviors or childbirth, making her appear exceptionally youthful.

The mix of a mature woman's plumpness and a young girl's gentleness gave her a unique and extraordinary look.

This was the reason why Chen Yan had been particularly captivated by her after discovering Yang Rou's charms.

When meeting with Yang Rou for work or meals, Chen Yan's eyes were always hard to pull away.

But today, Chen Yan didn't know why, despite still being quite fond of Yang Rou, he was exceptionally calm inside.

It was as if there was no thought or impulse at all.

He even doubted whether he had become "too old" and his desires had subsided. Otherwise, why wouldn't he be tempted?

While internally questioning himself, Chen Yan sorted through the documents in his hands, then smiled and said to Yang Rou, "Sister Rou, you're done washing?"

"Are you tired? I'll take you to the bedroom."

As he spoke, Chen Yan stood up, leading Yang Rou, who was only wearing his T-shirt, toward the bedroom.

....

Following behind Chen Yan, Yang Rou's face was very indifferent, seemingly emotionless, as if disinterested in everything happening.

But if one could use "inner headphones" and eavesdrop on her thoughts, they'd find her heart was actually pounding fast, and she was in a state of internal panic.

She was unsure what was wrong.

Compared to Chen Yan's outward enthusiasm and inward calmness, she was outwardly calm but increasingly agitated inside.

Gazing at Chen Yan's back, she felt a bit off.

She couldn't help but wonder: was it her ovulation period?

Otherwise... why would she be so easily...?

.....

After bringing Yang Rou to his bedroom, Chen Yan pushed the door open, turning on the light while telling her, "Sister Rou, just stay here tonight."

"This is the master bedroom, with its own bathroom. It will be convenient for you."

"My house is cleaned by a maid, so it's always pristine. You shouldn't find anything displeasing."

Upon hearing Chen Yan's words, Yang Rou's first reaction was... "The master bedroom? You're going to—tonight with me..."

She stopped mid-sentence, but her cool gaze towards Chen Yan conveyed her implication.

Chen Yan chuckled and shook his head, saying, "I have a lot of work tonight. Not sure how late I'll be, so I'll just sleep in the guest bedroom."

Hearing Chen Yan's words, Yang Rou breathed a sigh of relief but also felt a slight twinge of disappointment.

She didn't know why, but she just felt a bit hollow inside.

Chen Yan, however, didn't give much thought to her feelings and after explaining the bedroom amenities to her, he left the bedroom and returned to the study.

That night, he was strongly teased by the "little fairy" Lu Man, with all his "passion" now dedicated to work. Women would only interfere with his work efficiency!

....

After Chen Yan had left, Yang Rou stood alone at the bedroom door, somewhat dazed.

What's going on here?

Was she really that unattractive?

To have come in the middle of the night, showered and dressed, yet the other person was completely uninterested?

And judging by his assured steps, he seemed to have no hesitation at all.

Thinking this, Yang Rou went to the bathroom and looked at herself in the mirror.

Her reflection showed her skin soft and fair, even whiter than snow. Although a bit stern, she exuded a desire-inflaming aura that urged men to conquer.

Her buxom chest was full and tender, her waist slender, her legs well-maintained, white and thin.

Even with her normal inclinations, she found her own body somewhat alluring.

But... why didn't Chen Yan feel the same?

Yang Rou's frown deepened, and inexplicably, a sense of competitiveness ignited within her.

However, she was a person who valued reason over emotions.

And so, as soon as that competitive urge surfaced, she extinguished it.

She caressed her buxom chest gently, and looking at herself in the mirror, she said, "At this age, acting like a little girl. Isn't that embarrassing? Sleep, just sleep."

With that, she exited the bathroom, went back to bed, and prepared to sleep.

She lay in the bed, surrounded by the scents of Chen Yan and... He Meng Xue.

In the bathroom, Yang Rou saw the shower gel that Chen Yan got from He Mengxue.

To cover his tracks, he had even given Yang Rou a bottle of it.

She occasionally used it; the product was indeed good.

So sometimes, her room would also be enveloped in such a scent.

Smelling this familiar aroma, Yang Rou closed her eyes, her mind at ease, ready to fall asleep.

One minute, two minutes, three minutes...

Five minutes later, Yang Rou suddenly opened her eyes, looking bewildered at the ceiling.

For some reason, even though she felt a bit tired and sleepy, she just couldn't fall asleep.

She didn't know if it was really her ovulation period, but Yang Rou kept feeling warmth in her body, a certain wetness below. And Chen Yan's muscular figure kept appearing before her eyes.

And perhaps because she was sleeping in Chen Yan's bed, Yang Rou kept fantasizing about Chen Yan and Lu Man, or He Mengxu, doing some embarrassing things.

Every movement, every detail, was incredibly vivid.

It was as though she had replaced Lu Man and He Mengxue, and had personally engaged in something with Chen Yan...

"No, this isn't right!"

A mature woman should restrain her desires, Yang Rou thought, as she got out of bed and hurried to the bathroom to take a cold shower to cool down.

She felt that it must be because she had bathed in water that was too hot earlier that she felt so heated.

Once no longer hot, everything would be all right...

.......

In the study, Chen Yan finished dealing with various company projects, then stretched, rubbing his sore shoulders with a hint of fatigue.

"Work is really tiring. I wish I could earn money just by lying down every day."

Musing, Chen Yan got up, stretched his body, put away the documents, turned off the light, and left the study.

Guided by the night lights, Chen Yan headed to the guest bedroom.

He didn't turn on the light; his constitution +9 meant that his eyesight was quite good as well, and he could nearly see clearly in the dark, so he didn't want to turn on the light and then get used to the darkness again.

Picking up the bathrobe and towel he had prepared earlier, Chen Yan left the guest bedroom, intending to take a shower and go to sleep.

Passing by the master bedroom, he noticed that the door was ajar.

He curiously peeked inside.

The room was dark, but with the faint glow of the night light, Chen Yan could still make out a lump on the bed that looked like a "human figure."

Chen Yan curiously looked, then felt a bit sentimental.

'Sister Rou really treats me like family, sleeping without even closing the door.'

"If I were a beast, she would be in danger."

Upon this thought, Chen Yan couldn't help but hesitate a bit: "Huh... is Sister Rou hinting at something to me?"

Once this idea took root, it lingered in Chen Yan's mind without fading.

After all, he had been teased to no end by Lu Man tonight, and even though he had managed to suppress it with work, he still felt somewhat uncomfortable.

If only Yang Rou's thoughts weren't so difficult to decipher, and moreover, if Chen Yan misunderstood and actually did something to anger her, leading her to ignore him outright, then Chen Yan wouldn't have been so cautious.

After all, Chen Yan remembered the system's assessment of Yang Rou: vindictive.

Having with effort just "reformed" Yang Rou, if his impatience led to Yang Rou turning love into hate, then Chen Yan really would be crying without tears.

While idly speculating, Chen Yan shook his head and quietly closed Yang Rou's door, then continued to grope his way toward the bathroom in the dark.

Chen Yan's bathroom was spacious, equipped with a shower and a bathtub, and was its own separate room.

Arriving at the bathroom, Chen Yan found the door was shut.

He turned the handle and pushed the door open.

Inside, there was no noise, only the faint sound of dripping water, as if the faucet wasn't tightened properly, or as if the showerhead was leaking.

Chen Yan, unconcerned, hung his towel on the rack, then stripped down and walked toward the shower area.

The bathroom had no windows, and only dim night lights in the corners. Approaching the shower area, where the lights didn't reach, it became even darker.

Chen Yan strained to locate the shower button, then felt his way over and turned on the shower.

In a moment, a torrent of hot water cascaded down from above.

Chen Yan let out a light "Huh."

"How come there's no cold water?"

But hot water coming out directly was convenient, so Chen Yan extended his hand to feel the temperature while waiting for a bit.

Seeing that it really was continuous hot water, Chen Yan then stepped in and started to shower.

He ran his hands over his robust body, allowing the hot water to saturate his skin.

In a moment, he turned the water off and reached for the shower gel.

Navigating by memory, Chen Yan felt nothing but air.

"Huh? Where's the shower gel?"

Chen Yan looked somewhat puzzled in that direction.

Just then, a soft object lightly touched Chen Yan and handed him a bottle.

Chen Yan reflexively took it, and upon feeling it realized it was the shower gel, he courteously said, "Thank you."

After speaking, he squeezed some shower gel and began to spread it on his body.

But at that moment, his entire body suddenly stiffened.

"What the hell?!"

In that instant, Chen Yan felt all the hairs on his body stand on end.

He almost thought he'd encountered something unclean!

Just then, Yang Rou's voice rose beside him.

However, this time her voice wasn't as serene as usual but slightly trembling, with a touch of quaver and a hint of tenderness.

She said, "Don't speak..."

While she spoke, Chen Yan felt a warm body embrace him from behind.

Plunged into darkness, Chen Yan's sense of touch was extraordinarily heightened.

He could almost perceive every inch of skin, every part of that body.

It was so soft, so smooth, so encompassing...

His breathing began to disarray, embarrassingly so.

But what further disrupted him happened next.

A hand reached around from his back and gently grasped him...

Chen Yan gasped sharply and involuntarily tensed up.

To this moment, he still had no idea what was happening.

He stuttered, "Sister Rou, weren't you sleeping in the room?"

Yang Rou's cool voice came from behind, "Don't talk."

Chen Yan had no choice but to close his mouth.

After a while, the rush of hot water once again enveloped them both, and Yang Rou's actions grew more intense, and she involuntarily let out some embarrassed sounds.

At first, Chen Yan could bear it, but gradually, after the initial shock, he grew more and more excited and regained his vitality.

And so, he could bear it no longer.

Regardless of how all this had happened.

He turned abruptly, pressed Yang Rou against the wall, then grabbed her hands and lifted them high, while his other arm encircled her, and he kissed her deeply.

Yang Rou let out a soft moan and then began to deeply engage with Chen Yan's lips, joining in adult pleasures...

...

A silent night, but with much activity.

In the early morning, Chen Yan rose from the messy bed.

Yang Rou was nowhere to be found.

Chen Yan, groggy, rubbed his eyes and looked around; the sheets bore the marks of their struggle, but the woman was gone.

Chen Yan donned a piece of clothing and roamed the room, calling for Yang Rou.

But Yang Rou seemed to have evaporated from the world, without a trace.

Chen Yan, puzzled, called Yang Rou.

But her phone was turned off.

"How strange. Where is she?"

Completely baffled, Chen Yan took another shower, then started making breakfast while patiently waiting for Yang Rou.

The breakfast was quickly prepared, but Yang Rou was still missing.

Chen Yan kept the mutton portion in the microwave to keep warm and then ate his breakfast.

But by the time he finished eating, Yang Rou still hadn't returned.

This time, Chen Yan felt that something was definitely wrong.

He searched the entire house again for Yang Rou but found no note or anything left by her.

Chen Yan started to panic.

He called Yang Rou's phone again.

This time the call went through, but still, no one answered.

Not giving up, Chen Yan repeatedly called Yang Rou's phone, but still, there was no response.

He glanced at the time; it was already 9 o'clock in the morning.

Chen Yan frowned deeply, thought hard for a moment, then got dressed, went downstairs, got into the car, and headed to the company...

----

Baffled, Chen Yan took a shower, then started making breakfast and patiently waited for Yang Rou.

Breakfast was quickly ready, but Yang Rou was still nowhere to be seen.

He warmed the mutton portion in the microwave and began eating.

But after finishing his meal, Yang Rou had not returned.

This time, Chen Yan felt something was truly amiss.

He looked throughout the house again for Yang Rou but found no written note or any sort of message from her.

Chen Yan started to panic.

Once more, he dialed Yang Rou's phone.

The call went through this time, but again, there was no answer.

Chen Yan, stubborn, repeatedly called Yang Rou's phone, but no one answered.

Checking the time, it was now 9 o'clock in the morning.

Chen Yan furrowed his brow, pondered deeply for a moment, then dressed, went downstairs, got in the car, and drove to the company... Chen Yan again called Yang Rou's phone.

It rang through, but once more, no one picked up.

Stubbornly, Chen Yan called Yang Rou several times in a row, but to no avail.

He checked the time; it was already 9 in the morning.

Chen Yan frowned deeply, thought carefully for a bit, then dressed, went downstairs, started his car, and headed for the company... Chen Yan, not resigned, called Yang Rou several times, but there was still no answer.

He looked at the time; it was 9 o'clock in the morning.

Chen Yan, with a deep frown, pondered for a moment, then dressed and went downstairs, opened his car, and drove toward the company...

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