How could she post a photo of herself wearing a black bikini on WeChat Moments?
In the photo, she had just stepped out of the pool. Her slender, pale hands gripped the ladder, and her wet, long hair cascaded over her shoulders. She was tall, slender, and possessed a stunningly curvy figure; the bikini accentuated all her best features, leaving nothing to the imagination.
Her skin, dotted with water droplets, looked crystal clear and practically glowed white under the sunlight.
Beneath her impossibly tiny waist was a pair of long, perfectly straight, beautiful legs.
This photo could definitely be rated as an R-rated masterpiece of a beauty emerging from the bath.
Si Yanli knew how good her figure was, but he had never seen her dressed like this.
With so little fabric, how did she have the nerve to post this on her Moments?
Si Yanli's long, dark eyebrows furrowed so tightly they were practically tied in a knot.
He really couldn't understand the mindset of young women these days.
It would be somewhat understandable if other women posted this kind of photo, but her? Did she not have the slightest self-awareness of being a married woman?
Si Yanli scrolled down to check her previous Moments posts.
The rest were quite normal.
There were photos of her in qipaos, fairy-like dresses, and evening gowns, all well within the bounds of normalcy.
Except for the bikini photo posted just a few minutes ago.
Si Yanli picked up the phone and dialed Tang Wu's extension.
A moment later, Tang Wu answered. Si Yanli said in a cold, clear voice, "Come to my office."
The woman on the other end of the line seemed taken aback for a second, but quickly replied, "Is there something wrong?"
"It's about work," his voice grew even colder.
The woman chuckled lightly. "I'm just a lowly employee participating in a variety show. I don't have any direct work connections with you. You must have dialed the wrong number!"
Click.
She hung up the phone.
Si Yanli was speechless.
Xu Zhou came in to deliver some documents for Si Yanli to sign. He knocked on the door, and seeing no response, he pushed it open and walked right in.
Seeing the noble and aloof man staring blankly at his phone behind the desk, Xu Zhou boldly walked over and took a peek.
Before he could clearly see what it was, his boss turned off the phone screen.
Then, he watched his boss's face darken and turn freezing cold at a visible speed.
Meeting Si Yanli's chilling and indifferent gaze behind his glasses, Xu Zhou felt a shiver run down his spine.
"Vice Director... I actually didn't see anything."
He had only caught a blurry glimpse of a woman dressed rather scantily.
But what shocked him more than the scantily clad woman was that Vice Director Si would actually secretly look at that kind of photo during work hours?
Xu Zhou had been by Si Yanli's side for several years and had never seen him peek at any erotic photos. Sometimes, when women tried to throw themselves at him during work, he wouldn't even spare them a second glance.
He was noble, aloof, and ascetic, like a deity who was above worldly desires, devoid of human emotions and passions.
But lately, he had either caught the Vice Director sneaking glances at a woman's slender waist or looking at photos of a woman dressed scantily.
Had he been suppressing himself for too long?!
Si Yanli raised his long fingers to massage his temples and spoke in an indifferent tone, "The artists who came to participate in the variety show, have you added them on WeChat?"
Xu Zhou nodded. "Didn't you ask me to train them personally? I need to contact them sometimes, so I added them on WeChat."
Si Yanli extended his long, fair, and large hand toward Xu Zhou. "Your phone."
Xu Zhou was a bit confused, but since his boss asked for his phone, he could only obediently hand it over.
"Turn around."
Xu Zhou had no choice but to comply.
Fortunately, he hadn't gossiped about the Vice Director on his phone, nor had he secretly looked at any of those kinds of photos.
Si Yanli found Tang Wu's WeChat in Xu Zhou's phone.
He clicked into Tang Wu's Moments.
Her latest post was from half a month ago. The bikini photo she posted just a few minutes ago was nowhere to be seen on Xu Zhou's feed.
Which meant—
She had set it to be visible only to him?
Si Yanli handed the phone back to Xu Zhou.
Xu Zhou glanced at Si Yanli. The Vice Director, whose face was cold and gloomy just a minute ago, now looked much more relaxed.
The Vice Director's current state seemed a bit schizophrenic!
"Vice Director, are... are you alright?"
Si Yanli handed the signed documents to Xu Zhou. "I'm fine."
After Xu Zhou left, Si Yanli saved Tang Wu's bikini photo to his own album.
...
Around six o'clock in the evening.
Si Yanli had to go out for a business dinner. He walked out of his office and glanced toward the employee area.
Tang Wu was no longer at her seat.
"Vice Director, we should head out. Your dinner appointment with President Zhang is at six-thirty."
Si Yanli gave a faint sound of acknowledgment in response.
Si Yanli, along with his assistant and a few senior executives, headed to a high-end private restaurant.
As they passed by one of the private dining rooms, the door was left slightly ajar. Inside, a drunk man was loudly boasting, "Tang Wu from Yecheng TV Station, you all know her, right? She came to me for advertising sponsorship. She accompanied me for dinner that night, and I touched her hands and legs. Tsk tsk, that skin was as soft as tender tofu."
Si Yanli's forward footsteps came to a slight halt.
Si Yanli told the senior executives to go ahead to their room while he cast a glance at the drunk man.
The man didn't notice Si Yanli's presence. "That face and figure of hers, I dream of getting my hands on her. I asked her out several times after that, but she played hard to get and refused to meet me. However, I recently thought of a great solution!"
The other men at the table looked curious. "What solution?"
"I had someone deepfake Tang Wu's face onto a stripper in a short video. Every night, I watch Tang Wu's face strip naked and twist around in the video, hahaha—"
Upon hearing this, Si Yanli's noble face completely darkened.
He pushed open the door, walked straight behind the man, picked up a bottle of liquor from the table, and smashed it directly over the man's head.
Bang!
The previously rowdy atmosphere in the room fell completely silent.
The sudden scene left the smashed man and the others with no time to react.
Si Yanli picked up the man's phone from the table and tossed it straight into the boiling hotpot.
The drunk man finally reacted. Furious, he swung a fist at Si Yanli, but in the next second, his fist was caught in Si Yanli's long, large hand.
Si Yanli looked lean, but he possessed significant strength. With his fist held tight, the man couldn't move an inch.
Si Yanli raised his long leg and kicked the man squarely in the abdomen.
The man was kicked several meters away.
"Argh!" The man howled in pain. His head was bleeding, making him look instantly pathetic. "Do you know who I am? I'm a famous investor in Yecheng! You dare offend me? I'll make sure you spend the rest of your life in prison—"
Before the man could finish his sentence, the other men at the table recognized Si Yanli.
"Third Young Master Si?"
Si Yanli cast a chilling glance at the man yelling on the floor. His voice was indifferent yet undeniably domineering as he said, "Tang Wu is my wife. How dare you desecrate her?"
The man on the floor was dumbfounded. "..."
Tang Wu was married?
And her husband was Third Young Master Si?
