Lu Xun once said, "Either erupt in silence or die in silence."

Su Zelin is a dormant volcano that has been quiet for eighteen years.

When it erupted, Song Yuwei was taken aback by its overwhelming force and instinctively blurted out, "Ouch!"

And just when you think the momentum has waned, everything is just beginning.

After who knows how long, the snowstorm outside finally stopped.

Exhausted, Song Yuwei struggled to get out of bed to wash her face and rinse her mouth. She took the opportunity to wipe Zelin’s head with a warm towel.

When she returned to the bedroom and lay down, she felt utterly drained.

The Boss is so amazing, I wonder if I’m his first girlfriend...

Song Yuwei couldn’t help but doubt.

Although she hasn’t eaten pork, she’s seen pigs walk.

Surely not every man is this vigorous, especially experienced ones!

But he doesn’t seem like a rookie. Boss, you’re really something!

If there were a swing in the room, I bet he could even take you up for a ride.

Song Yuwei was puzzled yet didn’t think too much about it.

By now, she was too tired to ponder.

She snuggled into Su Zelin’s arms, like a stray Persian cat finding its home. 𝘧𝓇ℯℯ𝑤ℯ𝘣𝓃ℴ𝓋𝑒𝑙.𝑐𝘰𝑚

Hmm, having a strong and reliable shoulder to lean on is indeed comforting.

Though she wanted to chat with Su Zelin, Song Yuwei’s heavy eyelids soon led her into a deep slumber.

Su Zelin, however, didn’t feel too tired.

With one hand resting under his head and the other holding onto that youthful body, smooth as white jade, he fell into contemplation.

The first person he shared a bed with in this life was Song Yuwei, and Zelin had no regrets.

From the beginning, she was a girl who would never be a burden. She was understanding, not clingy, never petty, and could even support his career as his right hand.

Whenever she longed for affection, she’d use a secret phrase. If Su Zelin was truly busy, she wouldn’t insist, even willingly giving up certain special days to other women.

Her approach was actually quite smart, as every woman competing for that day would end up only getting a few hours.

Picking another day meant Su Zelin could spend the whole day with her.

That’s why they always had a good understanding.

In some ways, Song Yuwei could be considered nearly a perfect lover.

In a past life, Zelin cherished her greatly, keeping her by his side as his secretary, almost always complying with her requests, providing her with the best material conditions.

A house, sports cars, the latest designer handbags, and the best skincare products were always abundant.

Except for not having an official title, she lived like a princess.

But Song Yuwei felt being a secretary was the best title, even official girlfriends might not always be able to be by Su Zelin’s side during work, social events, and business trips. She could, so Song Yuwei was quite content.

If there was any regret, it was not having her own child. She once tentatively suggested it to Su Zelin, but Zelin was still considering when he was reborn.

Reflecting on the past life with his little secretary, Su Zelin didn’t realize when he drifted to sleep.

...

Next morning.

When Su Zelin opened his eyes, Song Yuwei was still sound asleep.

The bed was warm, her cheeks were rosy, lips slightly parted, and her chest gently rose and fell with her even breathing.

Su Zelin couldn’t resist softly caressing her snowy white back, her skin smooth as satin, feeling wonderful to the touch.

After a while, Song Yuwei’s long, curled eyelashes began to flutter.

She was awake.

But she wasn’t sure how to face Su Zelin.

Two minutes later, Song Yuwei stopped pretending to be asleep.

Because if she continued, the volcano might erupt again.

Can you keep erupting endlessly?

Song Yuwei mentally grumbled as she opened her eyes, deliberately rubbing them to seem a bit dazed, "Boss, you’re up this early?"

This girl is something! She calls him Boss when it’s comfortable and switches to calling him the Boss afterward.

Darn it, am I just a tool to her?

Su Zelin playfully replied, "It’s not early, it’s already ten!"

"Ten? I need to get to the store!"

She sprung up like a cat whose tail had been stepped on.

Today is Saturday, but there’s important work to be done at the digital store, it can’t be delayed.

She checked her phone on the bedside table, it was only seven thirty.

"Oh, you tricked me!"

Song Yuwei pretended to be angry.

"Your work attitude is commendable, but it’s personal time now!"

Su Zelin gestured her back to his embrace.

The girl obediently nestled back into his arms.

For a while, they shared a warm moment. Song Yuwei supported her cheek with her elbow, watching Su Zelin sideways, her silky hair cascading like a waterfall.

She extended her jade-like fingers to trace unconscious circles on Su Zelin’s face.

This face is all too perfect, flawless from every angle, endlessly captivating, especially the side profile, absolutely incredible.

A shame it’s a bit too young. If there were a bit of stubble, it would be even better. The sensation of being pricked might be thrilling.

Song Yuwei mused silently.

She actually wanted to ask whether she’s Su Zelin’s first woman, but swallowed the words back.

The boss’s skills surely aren’t self-taught, he must have practical experience.

A guy like him, it’s hard to imagine him without other women around.

Questions best left unasked might as well remain that way, to avoid disappointment.

After messing around until half-past eight, as she got out of bed, Song Yuwei folded the newly bought sheets.

Seeing the marks on them, Su Zelin recalled two famous lines by Du Fu in "Guest Arrival."

He was quite satisfied, just as expected.