?Mobile reading Qin Feng quickly shifted the topic, gently telling heartfelt compliments to the beautiful CEO that moved her deeply. Eight Zero E-book Both of them noticed the same issue at the same time—whether it was Mei Hui’s clothes or Qin’s, they had all turned into strips of fabric. How could they possibly leave the office now? Qin, on the other hand, wasn’t at all bothered by going completely bare—his flawless physique would surely draw gasps from all the female staff. But Mei, the CEO, simply couldn’t bear it. Even if she were willing, Qin Feng wouldn’t agree. You’re my wife. My body is to be seen only by me—no one else is allowed to lay eyes on it. “What shall we do?” Mei Hui was completely at a loss. “Why don’t you ask your assistant to order two sets of clothes based on our measurements, and then open a small gap in the door so we can enter through?” Qin Feng proposed a plan that seemed quite practical. Mei firmly declined, "No way. If that happens, the assistant will surely find out about us—how will I face people then? I remember I have several sets of spare clothes stored in my office closet. You carry me back—I won't walk all the way home barefoot!" What a great idea! Qin Feng pointed at his own nose, "Then what about me? You have clothes, I don't!" "Don't worry," Mei smiled, "I'll make sure you don't go out bare. Once I'm dressed, I'll personally go down and buy you something." "Heh, I knew my wife cared about me," Qin Feng said with a smug grin. Mei didn't hold back, huffing, "I don't care about you at all. If the young lord goes bare, as the Executive Chairman, I can't afford to lose face." Oh! So it was, Qin Feng, bare but not quite, carried Mei, also bare, toward her office. Well, they weren't exactly running naked—after all, they were both wearing shoes. Along the way, Mei's chairman buried her face against her chest. In fact, there was no one in the corridor—she had even called the security department before leaving, asking them to turn off the surveillance cameras on this floor. It was a truly pleasant sight to watch a beautiful woman change into her clothes, and Qin Feng couldn't help but smile with a mischievous expression, until Mei finally donned her last garment. To Mei's slightly irritated gaze, Qin Feng's persistent, intrusive stare was met with a withering look of annoyance. Before she left, she deliberately glanced at the object between his legs and said, "I'll go buy you some clothes right away—should I get the largest size for your underwear? Otherwise it might feel too tight and uncomfortable, won't it? Hehehe!" With a series of soft, bell-like laughter, the beautiful chairman left him standing there alone. Honestly, being barefoot and exposed in a new, unfamiliar environment often made people feel quite insecure. Qin Feng found it quite manageable—his psychological resilience far exceeded that of ordinary people, and he had undergone similar mental training on multiple occasions, so it truly didn’t matter to him. He had bare-bottomed himself through the entire visit to the president’s office, paying meticulous attention to every nook and cranny. Only after work hours did Mei Hui finally arrive, seemingly on purpose. Everyone knew she was single; returning with a pile of men’s clothes would surely be a surprise to all. Hesitant and shy, she ascended the stairs without meeting a single familiar face. Taking a deep breath, she felt relieved. From head to toe, her entire wardrobe consisted of top-brand pieces—her underwear had been purchased separately. She couldn’t forget the way the female sales associate had stared at her with an unusual intensity at checkout, as if she were about to vanish into a hidden crevice. The office featured a private bathroom with fully equipped bathing facilities, and when she returned, Qin Feng had just finished his shower. “Hey, stop looking at men in clothes like that—wouldn’t you?” You're a girl, so you should be more reserved," Qin Feng expressed his dissatisfaction. The beautiful CEO countered, "You're looking at me far too openly—your behavior is practically that of a lustful man. Why don't you mention your own tendencies?" Qin Feng mumbled, "I'm a man, and you're a woman—how can we be the same?" Indeed, Mei's CEO had a keen eye; the clothes she bought not only fit perfectly but also showcased excellent taste. By the time Qin Feng had worn them halfway through, he had already embodied the essence of a stylish, sophisticated man. "Hmm, quite good!" Mei Hui praised first, but before Qin the young lord could boast, she added, "If I'd known this would be the case, I should have chosen more ordinary styles—so you wouldn't be wearing my clothes and flirting with other women." Noticing the hint of bitterness in Mei's tone, he quickly turned to reassure her, "Hui, don't worry—I'll only flirt with you. What about it? Shall we go to your place, or mine, for dinner?" We can go back and relive that earlier feeling. Honestly, I'm not a fan of children, but that doesn't stop me from enjoying the process of creating them." Mei Hui blushed, spitting out, "You're always so unserious! You said you wouldn't flirt with other girls, didn't you? Did you forget that earlier this morning, you promised the beautiful policewoman you'd meet her for dinner that evening?" Qin Feng slapped his forehead—he truly had forgotten. Seeing his behavior, Mei Hui felt a surge of joy; it seemed he genuinely cared for her. The beautiful female CEO from behind wrapped her arms around his waist and softly asked, "So, will you still go?" Qin Feng smiled, "Of course I will. Don't think I'm going just because she's beautiful." Mei Hui, who had recently transitioned from a girl to a woman, felt an increasingly strong sense of emptiness within herself—she naturally hoped Qin Feng would stay with her all night. Qin Feng turned and embraced her, smoothing out her slightly disheveled hair, and said, "I have a feeling that Shu Ya Jing must be questioning my identity. Last time, to get out smoothly, I had to seek help from a complete stranger. Neither that person nor Shu Ya Jing is a fool—surely they'll think of something." Mei Hui said nervously, "Then why go at all? What if it's a banquet set up to trap you?" "Heh, it definitely won't be a banquet to trap me," Qin Feng said with confidence. "Besides you and Hou Bo, no one knows my identity. I'm going there to find out exactly what the female police officer from the Shu family has uncovered, so that I can make an informed judgment and avoid exposing myself." Mei Hui, a seasoned strategist in business battles, immediately grasped his meaning. "Then would you please come back early to stay with me?" Mei, the CEO, started acting coquettish. If anyone had seen this scene, they would surely have been stunned, possibly even blinking in disbelief—she had always been perceived as a strong, independent woman, never showing such a youthful, childlike demeanor. Qin Feng kissed the smooth forehead of her: "Wait for me at home. I'll be back early. Oh, by the way, it's my place—my home, hehe!" Mei pouted. "Why my home, and not yours?" "You seem to be living with Hou Bo, right? Of course, if you don't mind, I'm certainly not going to object—my own sense of self-confidence is quite thick, after all." "Then it's settled—my home! I'll tell my adoptive father I'm staying late, working until midnight." Mei had one more thing to share: when she had been shopping for clothes earlier, she noticed her reaction speed had improved significantly—she could now catch flower vases that had fallen from the display shelves, all without even realizing she was doing it. But she hadn't considered it anything special.