As a first-generation mixed-race woman, Liu Qianqian certainly had advantages others didn't. For one, she had incredible endurance.

The first time in the elevator had been too stimulating, and she had quickly surrendered. This time, back on her home turf, she put up a much braver fight, grappling with him for over an hour before finally admitting defeat.

Exhausted, she lay on the bed, gasping weakly, "President Sun, you're incredible."

"Good that you know it. We'll see if you still dare to drag strange men into your apartment," Sun Dasheng said irritably as he pulled on his pants, ready to leave.

This kind of woman, not fresh off the factory line, doesn't really interest me. A bit of fun is fine, but long-term? Forget it. I'm just not in the mood for that.

Liu Qianqian probably realized this, so she didn't bother trying to explain that she'd only ever had one boyfriend—her first love—and they had been together for over ten years. While not "brand new," she was at least "ninety percent new." But she knew these disgusting men wouldn't believe her anyway, so she kept it to herself. As long as she got the benefits she was after, that was all that mattered.

"President Sun, I heard your company has started shooting a web series recently. I wonder if there might be a suitable role for me?"

President Sun wasn't surprised. So she has a dream of being a star after all. After sleeping with her, since I don't intend for this to be a long-term thing, I should at least give her some benefits. It's just like Principal Wang, the 'national husband.' He's always surrounded by a stream of internet celebrities. They all know it won't last and that marrying into a wealthy family is a pipe dream, yet they still throw themselves at him like moths to a flame. Isn't that because even for a short-term fling, he provides enough benefits? Once that reputation is out there, a steady stream of newcomers will follow.

Sun Dasheng thought this was a good way to handle things; it was worth learning from the strengths of others.

"Alright. When it's time for casting, I'll put in a word for you. But I can't promise you the female lead, since it's a joint project with another company. I can only guarantee a supporting role with some substance. How does that sound?"

He wasn't planning on stringing her along; it wouldn't be worth the trouble if she later wrote a long, critical post about him online.

"That's amazing! I was only hoping for a small supporting role anyway!" Liu Qianqian seemed thrilled.

As expected of a top-tier 'green tea,' her delightful demeanor, as refreshing as a spring breeze, made a man want to go for another round. Unfortunately, time didn't permit it. He had to go.

"Okay, I'm leaving now," Sun Dasheng said, making a suave exit.

Liu Qianqian fell into a peaceful sleep, truly exhausted from their encounter.

* * *

The Rolls-Royce Phantom was parked quietly outside the campus. Most students passing by recognized the car, casting a few envious glances before looking away.

The stream of students leaving for the day dwindled until the trio finally appeared at the school gate.

The first one to run over was the little lolita, Li Sili. She yanked open the passenger-side door, tossed a small backpack inside, and plopped into the seat. "Uncle, did I keep you waiting long? Teacher Ding needed to talk to us about something, so we were delayed."

"I just got here. It's fine," Sun Dasheng said with a smile. "Looks like you've been studying hard lately."

"What do you mean?" Li Sili asked, her panda-like eyes wide with confusion.

"Haha…" Sun Dasheng couldn't stop laughing.

Li Sili was baffled, wondering what on earth her uncle found so funny.

Yun Yuqing, having just settled into the back seat, prompted her, "Sili, open the vanity mirror on the passenger side. You'll see."

"Really?" Li Sili flipped down the mirror. The moment she saw her reflection, she shrieked, "Why are my dark circles so bad?!"

She whipped her head around to look at the back. "How come you two don't have them? Only me? That's not fair!"

Seeing Li Sili's theatrics, Fang Sihan said irritably, "Who says we don't? Mine are even worse than yours, okay? They're just covered up with makeup. You're the one who never wears any at school."

"Is that true?" Li Sili asked Yun Yuqing.

Yun Yuqing nodded. "Si Han is right."

"Argh!" Li Sili clutched her head. "But putting on makeup every day takes so much time! I'd have to get up an hour earlier. I can barely handle waking up at seven now; waking up at six might as well be a death sentence!"

It turned out the little lolita was not a morning person.

"Well, then why don't you just put some makeup on your eyes?" Sun Dasheng suggested.

Li Sili tilted her head. "Hey! Uncle has a point. Why didn't I think of that? Hahaha… Just doing my eyes shouldn't take long. I can still get a good night's sleep before waking up!"

Watching her joyous antics, Yun Yuqing and Fang Sihan shared a helpless glance. There's really no handling her sometimes. Only a clueless man who knows nothing about makeup would come up with the terrible idea of just doing one's eyes. Makeup is a systematic process. If you skimp on any part of it, the whole look becomes incredibly jarring. It would be better not to wear any at all.

Of course, neither of them wanted to spoil Li Sili's fun right now, so they shared a tacit understanding not to say anything. They figured they could talk to her about it privately later.

"Today marks one hundred days since we first met. What do you all want to eat? My treat."

Sun Dasheng's words caused a stir of amazed gasps from the girls in the car.

"Uncle, are you for real?"

"Wow! Uncle, that is so romantic!"

Fang Sihan and Li Sili didn't overthink it, their only thought being how well their uncle understood a young girl's heart.

Yun Yuqing, however, was trying to hide a smirk. One hundred days? That passed a long time ago. Still, she didn't spoil the mood. It had actually been her idea for him to find an excuse to get everyone together, since it had been too long since the three of them had hung out. Relationships, after all, need constant maintenance. Otherwise, even the best of them will grow distant with neglect. Although she wasn't the oldest, she had always acted as the group's 'big sister' and leader, because she was the most mature of the three. She put a lot of careful thought into maintaining their little circle. She just never expected him to invent such a reason: a one-hundred-day anniversary of their meeting. The date was wrong, but it was still quite romantic.

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