Seeing them hugging each other affectionately, Feng Yue stomped her feet in anger and pointed at Wu Mei as she said, "President Li, don't be fooled by her!"

"Wu Mei approached you on purpose. It's not what you think!"

Impatience flashed across Li Nanchen's eyes and he wanted to berate her. However, Wu Mei secretly tugged on his arm and took the initiative to hold his hand. She raised her head and shook it in front of Feng Yue. She then leaned her head on Li Nanchen's shoulder and said coquettishly, "Aiyo, what should I do?"

"She has exposed my true colors."

Li Nanchen sensed her intentions. He gently lifted her hair and leaned over to kiss her lightly as he murmured, "No matter what you're like, I like it."

Their public display of affection made Feng Yue so angry that her chest felt heavy and she nearly fainted on the spot!

Wu Mei's lips curled up into a smug smile. Under Feng Yue's gaze, they returned to the bedroom. At the door, she wanted to let go of Li Nanchen's hand. However, the next moment, she felt her vision turn dark. Li Nanchen carried her in his arms and kicked the door open. He threw her onto the bed and pounced on her, pressing her under him.

"Let's continue..."

Li Nanchen bit her lower lip and tugged at the strap of her sleeping robe with a smile. Wu Mei gently nudged his shoulder with her index finger and said, "You're injured."

She used a belt to tie Li Nanchen's hands up and trapped him by the bedhead. When she saw the surprise in Li Nanchen's eyes, her lips curled up into a mischievous smile as she straddled his waist and seductively bit her lips. Wu Mei removed her hair tie and leaned over to kiss Li Nanchen's Adam's apple, slowly moving to his collarbone and lightly licking his chest.

Wu Mei licked her lips and looked up seductively.

Li Nanchen felt his throat tighten and his abdomen tense up. Wu Mei tilted her head and slowly moved down, engrossed as she kissed him lightly...

"You're truly a vixen..."

Li Nanchen's voice was hoarse. Wu Mei wanted to say something in reply, but she realized that he had broken free from the restraint of the straps. He held her slender waist and pressed her onto the soft bed. Wu Mei knelt in front of him and raised her head to lean all her weight on Li Nanchen. Her breathing gradually quickened.

Her beautiful chest was being kneaded into a mess by Li Nanchen. Li Nanchen, who had not had his fill in a long time, tortured her a few times before he was willing to let go.

In the evening, Feng Yue wanted to salvage her image so she ran to the kitchen and chased the servants out. She opened the refrigerator and looked at the abundant ingredients. She planned to use delicacies to capture Li Nanchen's stomach and heart. She cut the ingredients into pieces and threw them into a clay pot to cook. Gradually, a fragrance wafted out.

Feng Yue stirred the soup with a soup ladle. She could not help but fantasize about how Li Nanchen would feel when he saw how virtuous she was.

Exhausted, Wu Mei walked out of the bedroom.She was so tired that her legs had turned to jelly, so she wanted to go to the kitchen to find something to eat. However, she happened to see Feng Yue brewing the soup. She leaned over and took a deep sniff. Then, she leaned against the kitchen counter in satisfaction as she said softly, "I didn't expect your culinary skills to be pretty good. Scoop me a bowl of that to have a taste."

Feng Yue stared at her in disgust. Seeing Wu Mei's fatigue, she made the association. Gritting her teeth indignantly, she said, "You're not worthy!"

Wu Mei looked up with interest and asked, "Who's worthy then?"

"You?"

Wu Mei sized up her figure and appearance. Then, she shook her head and said mockingly, "I don't think you should stay in the Ministry of Defense as a Special Agent. You should go to the city and apply to work as a housemaid or nanny based on your exquisite culinary skills. You'll definitely earn a lot. You might even meet someone who's willing to provide for you."

"Isn't this what you're hoping for?"

Wu Mei raised her eyebrows. Feng Yue was so angry that she wanted to raise her hand to slap Wu Mei, but she could not move her wrist due to Wu Mei's grip. She could only clench her teeth and lash out, "You're just jealous of me! You're jealous of my culinary skills..."

Wu Mei was speechless. She took out two apples from the fridge and took a bite before leaving the kitchen.

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During dinner, Feng Yue took the initiative to serve a bowl of soup to Li Nanchen. She lowered her eyes in an exceptionally virtuous manner and said, "President Li, I especially boiled this soup for you. Try it and see if it suits your taste." Li Nanchen's brows knitted together as he sized her up curiously. Lin Piaopiao glared at her resentfully and spat, "A seduction ploy."

"Any Tom, Dick and Harry can sneak into the house now!"

When Feng Yue saw Lin Piaopiao, she retorted rudely, "If you can sit here, why can't I?"

"A woman of no value dares to talk about me. How funny!"

Lin Piaopiao and Feng Yue began to insult each other. Wu Mei rubbed her temples, feeling a slight headache coming on. Irritated with the noise, she sighed silently.