They probably never expected in their lives that the cold, stoic CEO they saw was currently in his office, engrossed in practicing the Hehuan Sect's cultivation technique with Lin Xiao.
The temperature in the entire room had risen by at least five to six degrees Celsius, even without the air conditioning or heating turned on.
During this hour of cultivation, the two of them had thoroughly explored half of the postures within the technique.
And Lin Xiao, in a sense, had truly guided Luo Qinghan into the realm of ancient martial arts.
When it was over.
Luo Qinghan slumped onto the chair, gasping for breath. Their clothes were in a complete mess. Not just their clothes, but the items on Luo Qinghan's desk were also scattered haphazardly, a scene of disarray.
The entire room was filled with the scent of their shared hormones.
Unlike Luo Qinghan, Lin Xiao felt refreshed and invigorated, despite his disheveled attire.
He very gently helped Luo Qinghan tidy up her clothes, turned on the air conditioning in the room, and then stood by her side, slowly caressing her face and giving her a kiss.
"You beast..."
Luo Qinghan uttered these two words weakly. However, the insult sounded anything but accusatory, more like a playful complaint. "My clothes... they're all ruined... What should I do now..."
"I'll have someone send up two sets of clothes immediately."
Lin Xiao had already dialed Ming Yi's number.
At this moment, external assistance was clearly needed to maintain his wife's dignified image.
"Ming Yi, get me and my wife some clothes. Something happened just now, her clothes got scorched... Yes, both the outer layer and the inner wear."
After hanging up the phone, Lin Xiao continued to hold Luo Qinghan. "Wife, don't worry, he'll bring us clothes shortly."
Ming Yi, upon receiving the call, wore a peculiar expression.
He muttered, "How did their clothes get scorched? Both of them?"
At first, he didn't think too deeply about it and quickly prepared the clothes for them. However, as he brought the clothes upstairs, a thought occurred to him.
Why didn't he ask the CEO's secretary to do it? If he was the one being asked...
Perhaps it wasn't something else that scorched their clothes, but their own fiery passion?
Of course, he couldn't very well ask about this over the phone now. He stood by the door, knocked, and then sent a telepathic message to Lin Xiao.
"Brother Xiao, I'm here."
"Good."
Upon hearing the telepathic message, Lin Xiao immediately opened a sliver of the door to retrieve the two sets of clothes and swiftly closed it.
The process was so rapid that Ming Yi didn't even catch a glimpse of Lin Xiao's hands.
A few minutes later, Lin Xiao, now properly dressed, emerged from the office.
Before leaving, he also tidied his hair to prevent anyone from noticing.
"Brother Xiao."
Ming Yi was waiting by the door.
The moment he stepped out, not only Ming Yi, but everyone in the company who could see him, turned their gaze towards him. However, it was only for a fleeting moment before they quickly averted their eyes.
"Strange... When did President Lin go in?"
"Was Madam Luo scolding President Lin inside just now?"
"A marital spat? We shouldn't get involved."
The hushed whispers were not loud, but Lin Xiao heard them all clearly.
He acted as if he knew nothing, exchanged a look with Ming Yi, and slipped away.