Chapter 241: The CEO's Longing! A Dangerous Office Romance!
At this very moment, Ye Yan's longed-for, stunning sister-in-law, Lin Keqing, sat in her office, sighing softly: "Has that bad guy forgotten me...?"
The spacious office, located on the top floor of the Lin Corporation's headquarters, was a testament to modern luxury and cold authority. Floor-to-ceiling windows offered a panoramic view of the bustling Magic City skyline, where steel and glass pierced the clouds, reflecting the gray, overcast sky.
The room was silent, save for the rhythmic ticking of a vintage grandfather clock and the hum of the central air conditioning. The air was tinged with the faint, sterile scent of expensive leather and the lingering aroma of cold coffee.
Lin Keqing spun her Montblanc pen absentmindedly between her slender, fair fingers. Her gaze, usually sharp and decisive when reviewing contracts worth hundreds of millions, was now unfocused, lost in the sprawling urban jungle below.
The image of Shen Anyu filled her mind, unbidden and persistent. His incomparably handsome face, carved like jade yet possessing the sharp edges of a predator; his mischievous, devilish smile that promised both danger and pleasure; his forceful actions that brooked no refusal, shattering her defenses like glass.
Those blush-inducing scenes of intimacy played on a loop in her head like a movie she couldn't turn off—the heat of his skin, the weight of his body, the way he claimed her soul.
It had been over a month. Thirty days. Seven hundred and twenty hours.
Because of Shen Anyu, the Lin Family no longer treated Lin Keqing like a jinx or a "widow-to-be" destined for tragedy. Instead, they fawned over her, treating her like the Ancestor, eager to please the woman who had caught the eye of the Shen Family's Young Master.
They had even entrusted the entire Lin Family Company to her management, giving her absolute power—something she had once only dreamed of while being marginalized.
Because of Shen Anyu, Lin Keqing's destiny had completely changed! She went from a tragic victim, a pawn in the games of powerful men, to a Queen of Commerce sitting on the throne.
Originally, Lin Keqing was the type of submissive, traditional woman who followed the "Three Obediences and Four Virtues." She believed in following her husband's lead, accepting her fate with quiet grace. But after Shen Anyu took her... after he conquered her body and soul with such domineering arrogance... her world shifted on its axis.
She had already begun to fall for him. Deeply. Irrevocably. It was a fall without a parachute, terrifying yet exhilarating.
And because of Shen Anyu, her circumstances had undergone such a drastic, world-shaking change. This made Lin Keqing feel not only gratitude but also deep admiration, adoration, and a heavy, almost addictive sense of reliance. For a traditional woman, a powerful, handsome man who could shield her from all troubles and elevate her status was the ideal husband. He was her Sky. He was her God.
However...
"He hasn't come to see me."
Her voice was a whisper, fragile in the large room. Shen Anyu hadn't visited her for over a month since that night. At most, he would reply to her messages with a few words—polite, distant, maddeningly brief—but he never initiated contact.
This silence was torture. It was a slow poison. It inevitably filled Lin Keqing's heart with resentment, insecurity, and a gnawing unease.
'Did I do something wrong?' she wondered, biting her lower lip. 'Was I not good enough? Was I too boring? Too reserved?'
'Has Shen Anyu grown tired of me? Did he just want to taste me once, like a new dish, and then abandon me now that the novelty has worn off?'
This anxiousness made Lin Keqing's vibrant and charming beautiful face carry a hint of deep melancholy. She looked like the legendary beauty Xi Shi clutching her heart—a picture of fragile sorrow that would inspire pity and a desire to protect in any man who saw her. Her usual aura of the "Iceberg CEO" was melting, revealing the lonely woman beneath.
Thump! Thump! Thump!
Just then, a rhythmic knocking sound came from the heavy oak door, shattering the silence.
Lin Keqing jolted as if electrocuted. She reacted instantly, her professional instincts taking over like a well-oiled machine. She straightened her formal attire, smoothing invisible wrinkles from her skirt. She patted her hair, ensuring not a strand was out of place. In a split second, she assumed a serious, cold, and proper sitting posture. The "Melancholy Beauty" vanished, replaced by the "Iron CEO."
"Come in," she said, her voice clear, authoritative, and devoid of emotion.
The door opened.
Her female secretary, Xiao Fang, pushed the door open and walked in. She looked a bit flushed, her breathing slightly hurried, clutching a notepad to her chest nervously.
"General Manager Lin..."
Xiao Fang respectfully reported to Lin Keqing, but there was a distinct tremor in her voice, a suppression of excitement or perhaps fear.
"A gentleman is looking for you downstairs. He doesn't have an appointment."
Lin Keqing frowned slightly, her brows knitting together. "No appointment? Send him away. I'm busy. You know the rules, Xiao Fang."
"But... but he says he knows you," Xiao Fang stammered, her eyes wide. "And... the security guard said he has an extraordinary demeanor. He arrived in a convoy of luxury cars that blocked the entire entrance. He doesn't seem like an ordinary person. He didn't give a business card, he just said to tell you he is here."
Lin Keqing furrowed her delicate brows. She pursed her vibrant red lips, a hint of impatience flashing in her eyes. Who would be so presumptuous?
"What's his name?"
Secretary Xiao Fang took a deep breath, as if the name itself carried weight. She replied:
"The gentleman calls himself... Shen Anyu."
Clatter!
The expensive Montblanc pen in Lin Keqing's hand dropped onto the desk, rolling across the mahogany surface.
The name hit her like a lightning bolt. Her heart skipped a beat, then hammered against her ribs.
"Shen... Anyu?"
"Yes. I've asked the front desk to invite him to wait in the first-floor reception room. General Manager Lin? General Manager Lin, are you okay?"
Secretary Xiao Fang's voice abruptly stopped. Her face filled with shock.
She watched as General Manager Lin Keqing—the iceberg goddess who never smiled, the iron woman who scolded executives without blinking—abruptly stood up.
Her chair fell back with a loud crash, toppling over.
Lin Keqing didn't care. She didn't even look at it. She rushed around her desk, her movements frantic and eager, completely abandoning her composure.
"He's here! He's finally here!"
She muttered to herself, a flush rising to her cheeks, completely ignoring her secretary.
She rushed out the door, her high heels clicking rapidly on the marble floor like a chaotic drumbeat. She didn't wait for the elevator; she practically ran towards the VIP lift, pressing the button repeatedly as if that would make it arrive faster.
Secretary Xiao Fang stood there, completely stunned, her mouth slightly agape.
During their time together recently, she had always thought General Manager Lin Keqing was a steady and calm person. No matter how big the issue—even when the stock market fluctuated or suppliers threatened to quit—she would never panic. She would analyze it meticulously and calmly, in an orderly fashion.
But now?
General Manager Lin was in such a hurry, almost as if she had encountered an earthquake or a fire. Her breathing was ragged, her eyes wide with an emotion Xiao Fang couldn't quite place.
Or perhaps... the husband she had waited for for many years had finally returned from war.
"My God..." Xiao Fang whispered to the empty room.
"Could it be that the gentleman named Shen Anyu is General Manager Lin's... lover?"
"General Manager Lin is so beautiful and holds such a high position. She rejects suitors every day. I wonder who could be her lover? He must be very outstanding, right?"
Filled with deep curiosity, Secretary Xiao Fang quietly followed her out, wanting to catch a glimpse of this mysterious man who could melt the iceberg.
...
On the other side.
First Floor. VIP Reception Room.
The room was opulent, decorated with modern art and plush leather furniture. Shen Anyu sat leisurely on a sofa, crossing his legs with an air of natural nobility.
He held a cup of steaming tea, blowing the steam gently. His posture was relaxed, yet he dominated the space.
The receptionists were peeking at him from behind the counter, blushing and whispering. His aura was too strong. Even sitting silently, he radiated a dominance that made the air around him feel heavy, charged with static.
Of course, he could have gone straight up without being announced. This company was basically his; the Lin family served at his pleasure. But there was no need; he wanted to give her a moment of anticipation.
'Anticipation makes the reunion sweeter,' he thought, sipping the tea.
Suddenly.
Click-clack-click-clack!
The sound of high heels rapidly tapping the marble floor echoed from the hallway. It was fast, urgent, and rhythmic—the sound of someone running.
Shen Anyu put down his teacup. A smile touched his lips, confident and knowing.
A stunning figure appeared in his sight, rushing through the glass doors.
It was Lin Keqing.
She stopped abruptly a few meters away from him, her chest heaving. Her hair was slightly disheveled from the run, her cheeks flushed pink.
"Keqing..."
Shen Anyu stood up slowly, his movements fluid. He smiled as he looked at the beautiful woman who had rushed towards him, asking leisurely:
"Did you miss me?"
"..."
Lin Keqing looked at Shen Anyu.
Her beautiful eyes were filled with complex emotions. There was resentment for his long absence, the lonely nights she spent wondering. There was surprise at his sudden arrival, the shock of seeing him in the flesh. And beneath it all, there was an uncontrollable, overwhelming surge of love and longing that drowned out everything else.
The air in the reception room seemed to freeze at that moment. It was as if a pause button had been pressed on the world. The hum of the building, the distant traffic—everything faded away.
Both of them stood still, silent. The receptionists held their breath, sensing the electric tension.
Lin Keqing's red lips parted. She wanted to speak. She wanted to scold him, to ask him why he hadn't called, to demand an explanation.
But her beautiful eyes gazed foolishly at Shen Anyu, and she couldn't utter a single word. Her throat was tight with emotion.
He was even more handsome than she remembered. More imposing. More... hers.
Shen Anyu waved his hand, his smile deepening into something warmer, yet possessive. He opened his arms.
"Baby... come here."
The command was soft, but irresistible. It wasn't a request.
Lin Keqing bit her vibrant red lower lip with her pearly white teeth. She gave Shen Anyu a complex glance—a mix of 'I hate you' and 'I love you'.
Then, she moved.
She didn't walk; she practically flew into his arms, abandoning all reserve.
Thump!
She collided with his chest, burying her face in his shoulder. She inhaled his scent greedily—tobacco, mint, and the unique musk of a man who conquered everything. It was the scent of safety.
Shen Anyu wrapped his arms around her waist, holding her tight. He could feel her trembling against him.
He looked at the beautiful woman in his arms with deep appreciation.
Lin Keqing was dressed in the ultimate "Office Lady" (OL) attire.
She was wearing a professional suit skirt that fit her like a glove. The white shirt on her upper body was crisp and tight, perfectly accentuating her graceful, exquisite, and perfectly proportioned figure. The buttons strained slightly against her chest, hinting at the fullness beneath.
The tight waist-cinching effect made her perky, peach-like curves even more blood-pumping. It was a silhouette of maturity and authority, now melting in his arms like wax.
Her lower body was clad in a black pencil skirt that hugged her hips, stopping just above the knee.
She wasn't wearing stockings. Her legs were bare.
But her fair, slender, and delicate calves were enough to show that such high-quality beautiful legs didn't need any stockings to enhance them. The skin was milky white and flawless, glowing under the reception lights.
Within her black high heels were even more exquisite jade-like feet, the arches tense with emotion.
What was even more astonishing was her vibrant and charming beautiful face. Due to her hurried run from the top floor, her cheeks carried a slight, healthy blush, making her incomparably stunning. Her eyes were misty, filled with a vulnerability she only showed to him.
Her slightly hurried breathing caused her chest to rise and fall in a mesmerizing rhythm against his own.
"Keqing... you're even more beautiful than before."
Shen Anyu whispered in her ear, his hot breath sending shivers down her spine.
Compared to before, the current Lin Keqing seemed to have undergone a transformation. The aura of a "widow" or a victim was gone, replaced by the blooming radiance of a woman who had been nourished by love (and his essence).
Even among many Destined Heroines, she firmly ranked in the Top Tier of beauty. An irresistible, mature beauty that carried the scent of a ripe fruit ready to be plucked.
Especially her feminine charm—the mix of dignity and submission—which was captivating in countless ways, enchanting all beings.
With an appreciative gaze, Shen Anyu forcefully pulled Lin Keqing, who was about to sit on a nearby chair, into his embrace. His hand slid down her back, resting possessively on her hip.
He ignored the stunned gazes of the staff. He spoke words of praise in a gentle tone, his eyes doting yet possessive.
[Ding! Detected destined heroine Lin Keqing's favorability +1! Plundering +3000 Destiny Value!]
[Ding! Detected destined heroine Lin Keqing's favorability +1! Plundering +3000 Destiny Value!]
...
Lin Keqing's face became even redder. Her heart pounded fiercely against his chest, like a drum.
She felt weak. Her knees were trembling.
She looked up. Her beautiful eyes were fixed on the jade-like handsome man before her, as if she were still dreaming. She was afraid he would disappear if she blinked.
"Shen Anyu..."
She murmured, her voice husky.
"Am I dreaming? You... you really came to find me?"
Shen Anyu raised an eyebrow. He didn't answer with words. Or rather, there was a more suitable way to answer.
He lowered his head and captured her red lips in a deep, domineering kiss.
"Mmph!"
Lin Keqing's eyes widened, then fluttered shut. Her arms wound around his neck, pulling him closer, responding with a desperate passion that had been suppressed for a month.
The reception room disappeared. The world disappeared. There was only him.
[Ding! Detected destined heroine Lin Keqing's favorability +6! Plundering +18,000 Destiny Value!]
[Ding! Detected destined heroine Lin Keqing's total favorability 92! Extra Plundering +100,000 Destiny Value!]
[Ding! Child of Destiny Ye Yan's main emotional line is completely broken! Plundering +1,000,000 Destiny Value!]
[Ding! Child of Destiny Ye Yan's destiny has undergone a huge change! Plundering +300,000 Destiny Value!]
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