25: The third chance failed.

Bai Xuan and Hei Jing had no choice but to pick up their self-reflection letters and begin reading.

"Respected BOSS, we deeply recognize our mistakes... We will surely correct our behavior and become qualified Underworld Marshals..."

Their voices echoed in the office, sounding exceptionally sincere.

Listening to their self-reflection, Shang Wan Ning's expression gradually softened.

"Alright, you may leave." She waved her hand.

Bai Xuan and Hei Jing felt as if they had been granted a grand pardon. They quickly walked out of the office, but halfway out, Bai Xuan couldn't help but glance back at the BOSS.

At this moment, Shang Wan Ning's hair was messy, and her women's suit was wrinkled, making her look quite disheveled.

Looking at the BOSS like this, Bai Xuan sighed inwardly, "What a waste! Such a beautiful face, yet ruined like this."

He really couldn't help himself; he wanted to help the BOSS tidy up her appearance.

After all, he was an Older Sister Type lover. Seeing such a naturally beautiful BOSS who didn't know how to dress herself up made his hands itch with anticipation.

Just as Bai Xuan was hesitating whether to speak, Shang Wan Ning suddenly looked up, a dangerous glint flashing in her eyes.

"What, is there something else?" Shang Wan Ning's voice was low and cold, making one shudder involuntarily.

"BOSS... BOSS! Would you like to try some cosmetics?" Bai Xuan said, plucking up his courage. However, he didn't notice that Hei Jing had already instinctively hidden behind the door.

Hei Jing was also puzzled as to why he had such a reaction. He just felt that the BOSS's aura at this moment was very eerie, as if she could explode at any time.

"Get out!" Shang Wan Ning's face darkened further, her hands pressing hard against the desk, making a creaking sound.

"Okay! Getting out right now, BOSS!" Bai Xuan nodded repeatedly in fear, dragging Hei Jing as they quickly scrambled out of the office... "Wanling, please don't be angry anymore, okay?" Ling Qi walked forward, her high heels clicking "clack-clack," and then took off her gold-rimmed glasses.

She then gently took Shang Wan Ning's hand in her own palm, as if it were a precious treasure.

Ling Qi carefully brushed the messy bangs to both sides, fully revealing the smooth and flushed face.

Shang Wan Ning was momentarily stunned by Ling Qi's actions, obediently waiting as Ling Qi used a rubber band to tie her hair into a bun, making her look even more playful and cute.

For a moment, the atmosphere between the two became exceptionally intimate, making Shang Wan Ning feel that she didn't even want to stop Ling Qi.

Especially when she looked down, Ling Qi's figure was perfectly outlined by her cheongsam, revealing a large portion of her fair thighs like a beautiful scenery that one couldn't look away from.

With just a light touch, it would be smooth and delicate, just like silky chocolate.

Shang Wan Ning couldn't help but swallow her saliva, a sentence repeatedly flashing through her mind: "This isn't called workplace sexual harassment, is it?"

"Host, go for it! You're a peerless beauty right now!" Xiao Si was watching the show in the system space.

"Shut up!"

Seeing that her BOSS didn't reject her intimate actions, Ling Qi reached out and pulled Shang Wan Ning into her embrace.

"Can I call you Wanling, BOSS?" Ling Qi's wavy hair brushed against Shang Wan Ning's cheek like a waterfall, feeling a bit itchy, but what was itchier was Shang Solo's heart, which had been lonely for over twenty years.

"Wanling, you're not speaking. I'll take that as a yes!"

Shang Wan Ning let out a heavy nasal "Mhm," then said somewhat awkwardly, "But it has to be when no one else is around. The boss needs to save face too."

"What about when there are ghosts around?" Ling Qi wanted to tease her sweetheart.

"It must be only when you and I are here." Shang Wan Ning's fingertips curled slightly.

"Alright! Wanling~"

Ling Qi raised a hand, placing it on the back of Shang Wan Ning's neck and slowly moving it upward, her fingertips gently rubbing through Shang Wan Ning's hair.

Shang Wan Ning was pressed against the desk by Ling Qi, kisses falling once, twice... on her face, finally landing between their lips and teeth.

With no one around, Ling Qi kissed even more freely and boldly.

A faint sweetness filled their mouths, as sweet as spring flower buds... their tongues savored the taste... the lingering sweetness enticed Ling Qi to explore deeper into their passion, like a treasure waiting to be discovered by its destined finder.

The sticky sounds were the echoes of love, resonating throughout the office.

Gradually, Ling Qi's kisses began to land elsewhere—on Shang Wan Ning's chin, her collarbone, and her chest... As Shang Wan Ning raised her eyes to look at Ling Qi, there was a trace of an emotion called "desire" in them.

"To the lounge!"

"Okay!"

Upon entering the lounge, Ling Qi pinned Shang Wan Ning down and began tearing at her clothes.

"Wait..." Shang Wan Ning grabbed Ling Qi's hand, "No one will come in here, right?"

"Don't worry, I cleared the area in advance," Ling Qi said as she continued her movements.

"You... you've been planning this for a long time!"

"Are you only just realizing it now, BOSS?"

...Shang Wan Ning's breathing gradually became rapid, and her gaze turned hazy. She closed her eyes tightly, feeling Ling Qi's kisses and caresses.

Ling Qi's hands wandered over Shang Wan Ning's skin, bringing waves of tingling sensations. Her fingertips unbuttoned the other's clothes, one by one.

Clothes were scattered all over the floor, and the room was filled with an intimate atmosphere.

Shang Wan Ning looked up at the ceiling, and by the time she snapped back to reality, she was already lying on the soft, large bed.

The two looked at each other.

Without a word, Ling Qi's love filled the air as their gazes met, stripping away every barrier.

Bringing them closer and closer, so close they were inseparable, so close they could feel each other's coldness.

Shang Wan Ning stared straight at Ling Qi, her beautiful eyes inexplicably filled with a few more traces of seductive desire, making it even harder for a ghost to look away.

Her face burned even redder.

"BOSS really is quite innocent!"

Ling Qi leaned down closer to her and kissed her with a smile, "Don't be afraid! I'll teach you."

A soft moan of passion escaped her lips, only to be restrainedly swallowed back by Shang Wan Ning.

Grabbing Ling Qi's arm, she turned her face away in embarrassment and buried her head in the crook of Ling Qi's neck.

Ling Qi kissed the BOSS's reddened earlobe and coaxed her in a soft whisper, "Look at me, Wanling. I'm Ling Qi, it's Ling Qi..."

Shang Wan Ning looked up at her, face flushed with embarrassment.

Seeing the BOSS like this made Ling Qi love her even more, and she couldn't help but let her lips descend again.

Unfortunately, Ling Qi's plan of playing hard to get was shattered once again.

"Warning... Warning... A third-rank Ghost Nightmare has appeared in C City. Host, please resolve this as soon as possible."

Hearing the system's voice, Shang Wan Ning jumped up from the bed and covered her delicate body with the quilt.

"Ling Qi, a Ghost Nightmare has appeared in C City. Those Ghost Messenger patrol teams are definitely no match for it. Go and tell Bai Xuan to handle it."

Ling Qi looked at her sweetheart resentfully. Once she started working, she became completely detached. Resigned to her fate, she put on her suit and returned to her appearance as a capable career woman.

"Alright, I'll go right away. Wait for me to come back." Ling Qi leaned down and kissed her a few more times before reluctantly turning to leave.