He slept very soundly, and in his dream, he was carried by a stunningly beautiful woman wearing a white flowing dress and flew up to the heavens.

When Shen Lang opened his eyes again, he found himself lying in bed, with an ancient woman in costume standing beside him, who looked like a goddess descended from heaven. Next to her stood a fairy in a light blue dress.

"Xian'er, Shuang'er," Shen Lang called out.

"Young Master." Yu Xian'er hurriedly came closer, stroking his skin, which was as smooth as a freshly cracked hard-boiled egg, with her jade-like hand: "How are you?"

Shen Lang took her hand and smiled gently, "I feel incredibly energetic right now."

Then he asked, "What time is it now? How long have I been asleep?"

Shuang'er, who was standing nearby, said, "Young master, you've been sleeping all night. It's two o'clock in the afternoon now."

Shen Lang stood up and rubbed his temples: "Did someone call me?"

Shuang'er shook her head and said, "No."

Hearing this, Shen Lang breathed a sigh of relief. Looking at Yu Xian'er and Shuang'er's pale faces, he said, "You two haven't rested either. Call the Four Seasons Sisters back and go get some rest."

"It's alright, young master. I'll go make you some food. You must be hungry after sleeping for so long," Yu Xian'er said gently.

"No need, I'll have my secretary cook for you later. You two go and get some rest." Shen Lang looked at Yu Xian'er's pretty face, feeling a mix of gratitude and heartache.

Yu Xian'er shook her head and said, "I'm afraid you won't be used to the food."

Ignoring Shen Lang's objections, he then left the bedroom and headed to the kitchen on the first floor.

Shuang'er handed him a cup of warm water, saying, "Young master, have some water. Shuang'er will go prepare some washing-up items for you."

Without waiting for Shen Lang's refusal, she went off to prepare her toiletries.

Shen Lang lay half-reclined on the bed and muttered, "Oh no, this bad habit has been formed. What will I do when Xian'er and Shuang'er are not around?"

The little sprite flew out and laughed, "Then Master has your personal little helper, me!"

Shen Lang said dismissively, "With your small frame, I could cook you myself."

"Hmph, don't look down on me. Once you reach level 20, Master, I can become an adult," the little sprite grumbled.

Shen Lang then got out of bed, walked into the bathroom mirror, and looked at himself in the mirror, somewhat unable to believe the changes in himself.

His handsome appearance seemed to have reached its peak, with little change.

Now, it seems that my eyes hold the vastness of the stars and the endless starry sky.

His entire body's skin looked crystal clear and radiant, giving him an extremely sacred appearance.

His jet-black hair cascaded down to his waist, complementing his well-proportioned muscles.

Shen Lang stared blankly at himself in the mirror and murmured, "Even the ancients' descriptions of Song Yu and Pan An are nothing more than this."

At this moment, at the entrance of the Rose Garden residential complex, a beautiful woman wearing black stockings, a bodycon skirt, and high heels, with large, wavy hair, was carrying a large red suitcase and looking around at the roadside.

A moment later, a white Porsche Cayenne slowly pulled up in front of her.

Qin Shiya got out of the driver's seat, walked to Xia Bingyan's side and smiled, "Hello, you must be Miss Xia Bingyan."

Xia Bingyan looked at the woman who stepped out of the car, a woman whose beauty was no less than her own, extended her delicate hand, and smiled, "Hello, I am."

Qin Shiya also extended her hand, and the two jade-like hands clasped together: "Hello, my name is Qin Shiya, I am the boss's... little cook, and I'm here to pick you up today."

"President Shen's eye for talent is as sharp as ever; even the young cooks are so beautiful," Xia Bingyan praised with a smile.

Qin Shiya opened the trunk with a slightly flushed face and said anxiously, "Let's hurry up and go."

She was very worried about Shen Lang after coming down the mountain today. Last night, she, Yu Xian'er, and Shuang'er stayed by his bedside all night, and Shen Lang did not wake up when they left in the morning.

"Okay, sure." Xia Bingyan put the suitcase in the trunk and then got into the passenger seat.

Qin Shiya was just an ordinary person. Having not slept all night, her eyes were already bloodshot, and she yawned a few times while gripping the steering wheel.

Xia Bingyan thought to herself, "You've already taken this pretty little cook, now it's finally my turn, you stinky CEO Shen." She assumed Qin Shiya hadn't rested well because she'd spent the night with Shen Lang.

However, she was only half right. The two were indeed together, along with two other women, but they did not seduce each other.

Qin Shiya kept yawning on the way. After crossing an intersection, Xia Bingyan offered to drive so that Qin Shiya could rest.

Exhausted, Qin Shiya didn't refuse, and the two switched seats.

After gripping the steering wheel, Xia Bingyan smiled and said, "President Shen's taste is still the same as before; he likes the Porsche Cayenne."

Qin Shiya thought to herself, "So it's because he likes to drive."

"How long did you work for the boss before?" Bored on the way, Qin Shiya chatted casually with Xia Bingyan because she was worried that Shen Lang wouldn't be able to sleep either.

"To be precise, it was three and a half years," Xia Bingyan said with a smile. "When I first graduated from school and was looking for a job at the job market, President Shen took me back to the place where he used to work, and that's how I became his secretary."

Qin Shiya nodded upon hearing this, and then asked, "Then why did you stop doing it later?"

Xia Bingyan then recounted Shen Lang's experience at the Yas Hotel to Qin Shiya.

After she finished speaking, Xia Bingyan asked gossipily, "Does President Shen have any other beautiful women at home?"

Qin Shiya nodded and said, "Yes."

"How many are there?" Xia Bingyan's eyes lit up as she pressed for an answer.

"There are still 6 left," Qin Shiya answered honestly.

Upon hearing Qin Shiya's answer, Xia Bingyan was so shocked that she slammed on the brakes and exclaimed, "How much did you say?"

"Six, what's wrong?" Qin Shiya answered again, looking at her with confusion: Didn't the boss tell her?

Xia Bingyan pressed on, "Do the eight of you live together?"

Qin Shiya nodded: "Sister Xian'er is sleeping with the boss; she is the boss's maid."

"Shuang'er is Xian'er and the boss's maid, and she sleeps with me."

"Sister Chunyu, Sister Xiayang, Sister Qiuye, and Sister Dongxue, these four are the boss's bodyguards, and they are sleeping in two separate rooms."

Xia Bingyan asked incredulously, "Seven people? Can President Shen handle that?"

Qin Shiya knew immediately that Xia Bingyan had misunderstood, and her face quickly flushed. She stammered, "We...we didn't do that..."

"So what did you do last night? You seem distracted, you must not have slept well," Xia Bingyan continued to ask.

"The boss fainted yesterday afternoon, and we all stayed with him, so we didn't sleep all night," Qin Shiya said.

"Oh my god, is President Shen alright?" Xia Bingyan asked anxiously upon hearing this.

Qin Shiya shook her head, saying she didn't know: "I wasn't awake when I left."

"Get ready." Xia Bingyan then stepped on the gas without saying a word, and the car quickly arrived at the foot of Qingyun Mountain.

The property management of Qingyun Mountain belongs to Guosheng Group. Zhang Chengyang had instructed them long ago not to stop the cars in Villa No. 1, so all the cars that had entered and exited the No. 1 garage were recorded in their computer. The gatekeepers were already angry when they saw the Porsche Cayenne belonging to Villa No. 1.

The car drove smoothly up Qingyun Mountain.

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