After a few seconds of silence, the man said, "Make arrangements to have Shen Que deliver it to her."

Shen Que is his secretary, and she is mainly responsible for liaison work between Yunxing Group's overseas branches and headquarters.

"Don't arouse her suspicion."

"yes."

Assistant Lu left resignedly, feeling a pang of regret that being an assistant was becoming increasingly difficult.

Previously, all I had to do was focus on my work. But ever since Master Yun got married, I now have to find ways to create coincidences when delivering gifts to the president's wife.

Half an hour later, Assistant Lu stood somewhat awkwardly at the door of Shen Que's office, holding a set of women's clothing.

Shen Que looked up and saw him lingering at the door, a sly glint appearing in his alluring peach blossom eyes.

"Ahem... Assistant Lu, what a coincidence, I just happened to run into you at the door of my office."

Assistant Lu was carrying an exquisite women's gift bag, looking somewhat embarrassed.

"I need to talk to you about something."

Shen Que didn't take it seriously. He and she were both Chu Xing's assistants, just with different job responsibilities. Assistant Lu often contacted her for work-related matters.

"Come on, we've known each other for a long time, why are you being so coy?"

Shen Que is a typical striking beauty, with a gorgeous face and a slender figure. Her long legs are casually crossed, and she wears Valentino stilettos with sparkling rhinestones. She leans casually on the sofa, looking extremely languid.

Lu Tezuka made a firm decision and solemnly handed the bag of clothes to Chen Que with both hands, as if entrusting him with a mission to blow up an enemy bunker.

"This is yours."

Shen Que was startled by his serious attitude. He took the bag and looked down. It seemed that there was a set of women's clothing inside.

The way he looked made you think he was giving her a bomb.

But why did he dress her in women's clothing?

Was it given to her?

Shen Que tentatively asked, "Have you finally figured it out?"

"What?"

Assistant Lu looked completely bewildered.

"nothing."

Shen Que quickly changed his tune.

"What's with this bag of clothes? Don't tell me it was a gift for me."

Only then did Assistant Lu reveal everything that Chu Xing had told him.

"Anyway, I've delivered the goods. The rest is up to you."

Shen Que pouted, somewhat speechless. She had indeed been presumptuous; she knew this blockhead couldn't possibly understand these things.

A pang of disappointment welled up inside her, but in the end she didn't say anything, patted her bodycon dress and stood up.

"Then let me see for myself the true face of the president's wife you've been talking about."

She was about to walk out, swaying her slender waist in her high heels, when Assistant Lu quickly instructed her:

"Don't let her find out anything's wrong, or we'll both be dead!"

Song Mai looked at the documents for a while, then felt terribly cold. She thought that if all else failed, she would have to make do with the wool coat she wore, but the lower half of the coat was already soaked through.

The clothes she wore not only failed to keep her warm, but also soaked her sweater and pants.

So I had to take off my coat again and find a spot near the air vent, hoping it would dry out a bit faster.

Song Mai rubbed her hands together, picked up the cup, and prepared to pour herself another cup of hot water.

I bumped into someone while turning on my way to the tea room.

She repeatedly helped the man up and apologized, saying, "I'm so sorry, I'm so sorry."

The person who was bumped into was easy to talk to, with a smile on her bright face: "It's alright, are you from the translation department?"

Song Mai nodded: "Yes, that's me."

Shen Que observed her discreetly, noticing the large water stains on her clothes and pants. He immediately guessed that the person who had accidentally bumped into him was probably Master Yun's wife.

To avoid mistakenly identifying someone by chance, Shen Que had a sudden inspiration and asked:

"How is the progress of the new energy development projects you've been following up on recently?"

Song Mai didn't recognize her or know which department she worked for, but seeing that her clothes were unusual and her demeanor was different from that of an ordinary worker, she figured that some higher-up had come to inquire about the project. She quickly explained:

"I'm sorry, I just started yesterday, so I'm not very familiar with the project. This way, please. I'll take you to Manager Ji's office."

Upon hearing this, Shen Que smiled.

Sure enough, just as she had guessed, the person in front of her was Song Mai.

She reached out and grabbed Song Mai's wrist. Song Mai's wrist was shockingly cold, and for a moment Chen Que felt as if she were touching a block of ice.

"Wait, aren't you cold wearing so little?"

Song Mai rubbed her arms and said somewhat embarrassedly, "It rained heavily this morning and my clothes got wet on the way here, so... But it's okay, I've tried my best to dry them with the warm air, it'll probably take a while."

Shen Que frowned, looking at Song Mai's pale face but still smiling, and couldn't help but feel a little sorry for her.

She's clearly the wife of a CEO, entitled to a life of luxury, yet she has to suffer like this.

The CEO had the nerve to lie so blatantly to people; men are all the same!

"I have a set of clean clothes that I can give you. Wear them first, or you'll catch a cold. Health is the foundation of everything. It's so cold now, and even if your clothes are dried, who knows how long it will take. If you wait like this, you'll definitely catch a cold."

Song Mai waved her hands repeatedly: "No, thank you for your kindness, but this is the first time we've met, how can I accept your gift?"

Shen Que affectionately took her hand:

“You’re a member of Yunxing now, and we’re all colleagues. We might not be familiar with each other now, but we’ll definitely get to know each other better in the future. I don’t need this outfit anyway, so you can change into it for now. It’s not even noon yet, and if you stay like this until the afternoon when you get off work, it will take a long time. Besides, how will you get home if your clothes don’t dry?”

After her insistence, Song Mai finally agreed to borrow her clothes and promised to wash them clean and return them to her.

Shen Que told Song Mai to go to the tea room and wait for him, then took the elevator back to his office to get the clothes that Assistant Lu had bought.

When Song Mai saw the exquisite clothes, the expensive fabric and brand name, and the tags still attached, she hesitated again.

"It still won't work. These clothes are too expensive and new. I can't wear them."

Shen Que was at a loss with her, so he could only say that the size of the clothes was wrong and that the return and exchange period had been missed. Anyway, they were useless to him, so he might as well give them to Song Mai, which would be of some use.

Song Mai reluctantly agreed to accept it, and was pushed by Shen Que to the restroom to change her clothes.

The fabric of this outfit is indeed excellent: a soft champagne-colored cotton base layer, casual and comfortable black pants, and a loose camel-colored suit jacket. The whole set is both warm and comfortable, and it fits Song Mai perfectly, not too big or too small.

It was as if it had been bought especially for her.