Chapter 12: Sister Qu

“Manager Sun, if I secure this deal, can I take leave?” I glanced at Qu Na’s name card and changed the subject.

No matter what, I had to reach Changsha before dark tomorrow—to see Fang, visit my elderly parents in the countryside, and the day after, accompany Fang and her best friend around the city. This trip was non-negotiable.

“Lin Nan, close this major order tonight and I’ll give you half a month off. Fail, and don’t bargain with me,” Sun Dan replied promptly.

“Deal!” I nodded firmly.

“It’s up to you. I’ll wait for you tonight.” Sun Dan patted my shoulder and stepped out of the private room.

Watching her leave, I drained a glass of red wine, exited the hotel, and dialled the number on Qu Na’s card.

Moments later, her voice came through.

“Hello, who’s this?”

“President Qu? It’s Xiao Lin—we just had dinner together.”

“Ah, Xiao Lin. I’ve just reached home. Care to come over for tea?” Qu Na laughed lightly.

My pulse quickened. Had I heard correctly? Inviting me to her home at nine in the evening—what could a mature w0man want from a man at this hour? Could she… like me?

Hesitation flickered, but the order loomed larger. “Certainly, President Qu. Send me the address—I’ll be right over.”

“Alright. I’ll add you on WeChat and share the location.” She hung up.

True to her word, within minutes we were friends, and a location pin appeared.

Clutching my folder, I knew tonight was pivotal. This contract meant substantial commission—and, more importantly, my leave.

I hailed a taxi and headed to the marked destination.

Qu Na lived in an exclusive villa district in Hangzhou. At the gate, I dismissed the taxi, passed security, and approached a three-storey mansion. I rang the bell.

The gate opened slowly. There stood Qu Na, holding a wine glass, dressed in a $exy swimsuit.

I froze.

She swayed the glass; crimson liquid caught the light. The villa was breathtakingly luxurious. Beyond the auto-closing gate lay a courtyard with an open-air pool. Qu Na approached, her full b00bs subtly shifting, radiant under the moonlight.

“P-President Qu,” I managed, throat dry.

“What, don’t recognise me after a short while?” She smiled alluringly and closed the distance.

Up close, her voluptuous allure was overwhelming. Every gesture exuded the magnetic confidence of a powerful w0man—beautiful and immensely wealthy.

“Of course I do. You look stunning tonight, President Qu,” I stammered, gripping my folder tighter.

“Join me for a swim. The pool is heated.” She turned gracefully and walked toward the water.

Her swaying a$$ made my heart race. I had never been intimate with a w0man in water. Was tonight…?

Heat surged through me.

“Second-floor, first room—swim trunks in the wardrobe,” she called, then dove elegantly, her lithe b0dy vanishing beneath the surface.

“Oh—right.” I hurried inside.

The master bedroom’s opulence stunned me. I found trunks, changed, but paused at the bedside: beside the pillow lay a small vibrating toy.

Even I knew its purpose. A beauty like Qu Na used this when lonely? At forty, was she truly single?

I shook my head—her marital status was none of my business. The contract mattered most.

In trunks, I stepped outside. A cool breeze made me shiver, yet Qu Na’s gaze upon me was brazenly hungry; heat flooded my face.

“My, Xiao Lin, such a fine physique. Do you work out often?” She rested her arms on the pool edge, smiling.

“Yes, I enjoy fitness,” I replied, approaching.

Truthfully, my build turned heads—broad chest, defined six-pack. Salesgirls often called me a natural model.

I did a few warm-ups, then dove in cleanly.

Ripples spread. Surfacing, I found Qu Na inches away. She bit her lip; moonlight made her breathtaking. Suddenly her arms circled my neck, eyes wide and inviting.

“P-President Qu—” My heart pounded; arousal stirred below.

“Call me Sister Qu,” she whispered, fragrant breath warm, her b00bs shimmering against me in the water. I swallowed hard.

“S-Sister Qu,” I choked out, pulse thundering.

Her lips curved. “Xiao Lin, do you think I’m beautiful?”

“Beautiful—the most beautiful w0man I’ve ever seen,” I blurted, aching to pull her close and show her my desire.

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