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Tang Yijue quickly undid the two buttons on Fu Xingchen's shirt and opened the collar, revealing a large portion of her fair skin.

But at this moment, Tang Yijue didn't have the mood to admire the light of spring. All he wanted to do was to quickly take off her wet clothes.

Tang Yijue was about to unbutton another button when he heard Jason's voice from outside the door.

"Young Master, I'm here."

Tang Yijue's hands suddenly stopped moving. He put down the person in his arms, got up and covered her with the blanket, then left the room.

Outside stood Jason and a capable woman in a business suit.

Tang Yijue's jade-like face didn't show any other expression. He looked at the woman next to Jason and ordered, "Go inside and help me take care of the young mistress."

Less... My lady?

Chairman Tang's wife?

Tang Dong actually... Married!

Anya was so shocked in her heart that she was unable to calm down. However, she did not show it on her face.

"I will take good care of young madam. Don't worry."

Tang Yijue nodded. "Mm, let's go in."

Anya carried the clothes she had brought into the bedroom.

Compared to Anya, Jason was much calmer, because he had already been 'hit' several times.

Tang Yijue looked at Jason for a second, then went downstairs. Jason followed.

Tang Yijue sat down on the sofa. His expression suddenly became very cold. He looked at Jason and said in an exceptionally cold voice, "Go investigate what happened in the Fu Family today."

"Sure, young master."

"Alright, this is none of your business." Tang Yijue rubbed his temples.

If he had such a good chance to rest like usual, he would definitely be overjoyed. But today …

Jason thought for a moment, then couldn't help but ask, "Young master, those documents in the company, do you intend to approve them tomorrow?"

These recent cases were not allowed to be careless, even a slight delay could require several times the effort to fill in. Young master couldn't afford to leave it behind.

Although he wished that the young master could rest a little longer, he wanted to return the favor.

Duke Tang's picturesque eyebrows creased. He had just remembered that he still had a lot of work to do.

He thought for a while and said, "Bring all the documents to my villa."

Jason also felt that this was indeed the best method, so he nodded. "I'll do it."

The problem was solved. Just as Jason was about to leave, he suddenly remembered that his master's clothes were all wet. Seeing how unaware he was, he felt it was necessary to remind him.

"Master, your clothes are wet. Would you like to go and change?"

Hearing his words, Tang Yijue suddenly remembered that his clothes were also wet.

Tang Yijue got up, looked at his wet clothes, and disdainfully took off his jacket.

Seeing this, Jason left the villa under Tang Yijue's order.

However, after he left the villa, he couldn't help but look back. After all, Fu Xingchen was the first woman his young master looked at in a different light.

However, why did it seem like the two of them were in a sorry state?

Tang Yijue looked at the second floor of the living room. He was annoyed. Wet clothes didn't feel good on him, but his clothes were in his room, so it wasn't convenient for him to get them.

Tang Yijue poured himself a cup of hot water, raised his head and drank it. Then he took off his tie, tore open one or two buttons, and rolled up his wet sleeves to his knees.

He changed into slippers and went into the bathroom on the first floor. He had to wash his face no matter what.

When Anya came out, she saw Tang Yijie standing by the window, smoking.

Looking at his boss who was still wearing wet clothes, he couldn't help but find it funny. After all, his boss was usually very meticulous.

Hearing the commotion behind him, Tang Yijue put down the cigarette in the ashtray and looked at Anya. "Are you done?"

Seeing Tang Yijue turn around, Anya felt her face grow hot.

Although Tang Yijue was currently in a sorry state, his wet clothes didn't damage his looks in the slightest.

The wet black shirt was tightly pressed against his lean body. His perfect figure was faintly discernible, and his delicate collarbone was exposed under his slightly open collar. Coupled with his handsome face, it was simply a crime.

Anya slightly opened her eyes and said, "Alright, but Young Mistress has a little fever. I gave her some medicine, so she might feel uncomfortable for the rest of the night. She might also have the aftereffects of a hangover. Remember to give her some water."

Then, he remembered something and continued, "I helped you remove the wet bed sheets and put them in the washroom. Don't forget to change the bed."

Tang Yijue nodded. "Mm, I understand."

Anya felt that she had already completed her mission, so she asked Tang Yijue: "Then, Dong Tang, if there are no other orders, shall I take my leave first?"

"Yes."