Gu Chengyu raised an eyebrow, deeply impressed by the swimsuit that had made him lose control.

"Yes, of course I remember."

"What's wrong?"

Su Qianqian muttered softly, "That set... seems to be missing a piece."

She continued, somewhat embarrassed, "And it was down there that was lost..."

"That little skirt that was attached to that piece of fabric is gone..."

Gu Chengyu didn't seem to care much when he heard this.

The night in South Bay was chaotic and intense, and he didn't pay much attention to the details afterwards.

He pinched her chin and casually said, "It was probably left in the private bathhouse. I guess the maid who cleaned it was careless and treated it as ordinary dirty clothes."

"If it's lost, it's lost. We'll have someone send the same thing over tomorrow."

"No!" Su Qianqian suddenly hugged his waist tightly, her face full of embarrassment and her voice filled with anxiety.

"There might be some of mine up there... I just can't let anyone else find them!"

"What if the maid wasn't lost, but instead kept in her possession? I'd be so embarrassed!"

She became more and more anxious as she spoke, squirming restlessly in his arms: "Ayu, go and look for it..."

"Ask the maid who cleaned up that day, we absolutely must find her, okay?"

Looking at her embarrassed and anxious expression, almost on the verge of tears, Gu Chengyu first found it somewhat amusing. Was it really worth getting so anxious over such a small matter?

But then, after a moment's thought, I realized that what she said made sense.

Especially the thought of that little piece of fabric, which might still have her scent on it, and what if it fell into the hands of someone with ill intentions...

He definitely can't tolerate it.

Gu Chengyu reassured the girl, "Okay, I'll have Assistant Zhao investigate personally tomorrow and make sure we get the items back."

Su Qianqian breathed a sigh of relief when she saw that he had agreed, as half of her goal had been achieved.

But she still had that timid look on her face, nestled softly in his arms, and whispered, "Yes, Ayu, you must find it..."

Gu Chengyu looked down at her snow-white shoulders and neck, thinking about how she looked that day. The lingering romantic thoughts that had just faded resurfaced, making his throat dry.

His large hand, which had been neatly placed on her back, began to slowly slide down, quietly reaching the curve of her pert buttocks.

He spoke in a low, husky voice: "Don't worry about the clothes. Are your feet still cold? Let me check and see if they're warmed up..."

As he spoke, he laid her back down on the sofa and reached for her ankles.

Su Qianqian gasped in surprise, quickly wrapping her arms and legs around him, her face flushed as she pleaded softly, "Ayu! Don't do this..."

"Shall we go back to the room? Let's not stay here. Aunt Zhang always has to change the sofa. It's so embarrassing."

Gu Chengyu chuckled as he looked at her charming demeanor, and, in accordance with her wishes, scooped her up in his arms and strode toward the bedroom.

"Okay, let's go back to the room. I'll check it again properly."

"But baby, Aunt Zhang will find it just the same when she cleans the room..."

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The next day, the atmosphere in Gu's office was frighteningly tense.

Assistant Zhao stood with his head down in front of the desk, covered in cold sweat. He didn't even dare to look up at Gu Chengyu's face.