"Let me just head over to the bathroom," Qin Feng said promptly in the direction of the bathroom, "I already mentioned that earlier—just let me know if you need anything, no need to be formal at all!" He took a few brisk steps and was about to reach for the door handle when it opened on its own. Of course, if he rushed in now, even if he managed to have intimate moments with the lovely young lady, she would surely not resist. So he resumed his vigorous struggles—up, up, up, up—deciding which way to go. At that moment, a voice came from outside: "Madam, has the rather indifferent Qin been unkind to you? We're going in to rescue you right away!" Yashu responded warmly, "I'm fine. How could Qin have treated me unkindly? He's a good man. You needn't worry about me at all!" The word "good man" caused Qin's younger brother to blush deeply. For this single phrase alone, he would carry forward his brother's noble reputation. Taking a deep breath, he turned and went to the side of the large bed, picked up the clothes, and handed them to Yashu. "Thank you, Feng," said the young lady, taking the clothes and then closing the door once more. To be a good man who remains composed—this feeling is just… so tragic. Though beauty is right before him, he can only watch, not act. He deeply disapproves of Hu Ge from the depths of his heart. Just as he's criticizing Hu Ge, the young lady has already dressed neatly. In a purple gown, she looks even more beautiful, graceful in her poise, yet with a touch of playful charm. Of course, her feet are still wearing slippers. As she steps out of the bathroom, she holds the hem of her dress and twirls in place, asking with a sweet voice, "Feng, how do I look in this outfit?" "Beautiful. Perfect," Qin, the young lord, offers a well-considered assessment, then adds, "If only she wore a pair of dark, long boots, it would be even more perfect." "Ah, yes—I'll go change right away," the young lady says enthusiastically, rushing to the wardrobe and selecting a pair of black boots, then skillfully putting them on. A true beauty—every gesture, every subtle movement, is simply delightful to behold. Qin Dashi wore his signature smug smile, one hand resting on his chin. Describing him now as a "sugar-daddy" was truly fitting. Noticing the warm, intense gaze fixed on her, Yapo's cheeks flushed even more. She straightened up slowly, her lips slightly pouted, and asked, "Feng, where shall we go today?" "Just as in the previous times, Yapo held onto his arm, and the two of them calmly stepped out of the room, undeterred by the guards' increasingly hungry stares. Along the way, she bought several small pastries for breakfast. Under the escort of over a dozen vehicles, they made their way toward Qin Group's headquarters. Although Yapo had hoped to continue enjoying the sightseeing, as soon as they entered the company, she swiftly transitioned into her role—observing carefully during the tours and occasionally posing questions of a highly academic nature. Besides Qin's young son, the three beautiful women—Mei Hui, Fang Fang, and Luo Man—accompanied them personally. The three walked ahead, and Yapo deliberately slowed her pace to walk side by side with him, whispering, "Feng, won't all three of these women be your girlfriends?" "Why do you ask that?" Qin's young son smiled and replied. The young beauty pouted: "When Mei General and Fang Assistant look at you, their gaze is full of tenderness. Though Ms. hasn't been in a romantic relationship before, she can clearly sense that this kind of tenderness is something only lovers share. As for Luo Manager, while she may lack that tender touch, her admiration for you is entirely genuine!" This girl isn't just bright—she's also exceptionally observant. As for her assessment of Luo Man, Qin didn't particularly care. After all, at this point, Luo Man was firmly under his control, much like meat in a pot—when he wanted to serve it, he could serve it anytime. He chuckled and said, "Huihui and Fangfang are indeed my girlfriends. Luo Man is more of a backup, if you will." "I wonder why you've never shown much interest in them—now I see you have two such beautiful girlfriends!" The young woman began to express her dissatisfaction. Hey, you can't say that. Just a moment ago, at the hotel, I had already made preparations to take our relationship to the next level. It was all down to you not seizing the opportunity. Now, how come you're blaming me? "Madam Yapo, this is our pharmaceutical department laboratory," Roman introduced with a smile. "The cosmetics launched by Qin Group just recently are all developed using the equipment here!" The lovely young woman expressed her interest: "I know. Your new products are in high demand on the market, and many customers who have used them have given them excellent reviews. In fact, I have an idea—why don't we export your products to Europe and North America?" Mei Hui brightened up: "Of course we can. We can go into detail about the specific cooperation arrangements!" "Fang Fang added, 'There are some differences in skin types between Europeans and Chinese people, so we may need to make certain adjustments to our formulations. However, for our R&D team, this is merely a minor challenge—we're confident we'll overcome it quickly!' 'I have full confidence in your capabilities,' said Yashi with a smile. 'Then let's go ahead and establish a joint venture company, with its headquarters in Europe, dedicated to serving European customers!' 'That sounds great,' Mei Hui readily agreed, leaving the specific details to be handled by designated personnel. The successful collaboration with the first automotive manufacturer had already established Qin Group's international reputation. This cosmetics partnership will now elevate them to an even higher level."