Wei Meilin's breath hitched for the briefest instant before she quickly calmed herself as she recognized that familiar tone.
She didn't turn around immediately.
Nor did she slap away the wandering hand that was lightly caressing her shoulder.
"…You're back," she said coolly.
Li Feng smiled when he saw his ever-composed business partner.
"Yes. I could feel you calling for me from miles away, so I rushed back."
The hand resting on her shoulder began to move slowly, kneading in a simple massage as he gently applied pressure to her soft muscles.
Li Feng leaned down and whisper,
"... And it seems Madam has been working quite hard. Your shoulders are rather stiff."
Wei Meilin closed her eyes as the tension gradually eased from her shoulders, a faint smile appearing on her lips.
"Of course. I have to work hard," she replied. "Otherwise, how could I meet Young Master Li's expectations?"
Hearing her tone,
