“You’re always talking about your wife.” A trace of disappointment flashed in Sarah Bennett’s eyes, but she was also a bit unwilling to give up: “But after so many company gatherings, I’ve never seen you bring your wife even once. And I’ve never seen you call or text your wife, either. Alice Parker, be honest with me. Is it that you’re not actually married at all, and you just made up a wife to brush me off? How about this—find an excuse sometime and bring your wife along to a get-together. I really want to see what kind of fairy you’re hiding so tightly.”

At this, Alice Parker could only give a wry smile. He couldn’t possibly tell her that his wife was actually the company’s chairwoman, the very Grace Sutton she was always jealous of, right? Besides, even if he did tell her, she probably wouldn’t believe it. Straightening up, he sighed, “Sarah, if I told you I wasn’t married, that would be lying to you. I really am married. Of course, if you feel that…”

“Alice Parker.” Sarah Bennett, being such a smart woman, naturally knew what Alice Parker was about to say, and quickly interrupted him. Her anxious expression softened: “Fine, I won’t go to your place, okay? How about coming to my place tonight? I’ll make spicy boiled fish for you to try. If you’re not used to it, we can eat out instead.”

As she said the last part, a faint blush appeared on her tender skin. She was probably thinking about the romantic possibilities after dinner, and couldn’t help but feel a little flutter in her heart.

“Uh… I think I already promised Mr. Carter to go for a sauna. Heh heh…” Alice Parker grinned a bit lewdly.

“Hmph, I think you’re being led astray by President Carter.” Sarah Bennett gave a disappointed, playful scold, but then thought to herself that this guy, with his mischievous smile, wasn’t really any more innocent than the sanctimonious Henry Carter. She pulled out a transfer order from her folder, slapped it heavily in front of Alice Parker, and stormed off in a huff.

Watching her walk away, Alice Parker couldn’t help but chuckle, then picked up the transfer order personally signed by Grace Sutton to take a look. He was curious to see what his “good” wife was up to this time.

“Oh my god!” After reading it, Alice Parker couldn’t help but slap his forehead, the corners of his mouth twitching into a smile. The lingerie department at Maoyuan Mall had seen a 12% drop in sales compared to the same period last year. Grace Sutton actually wanted him to go investigate the lingerie department and find out what was going on?

Before Alice Parker could finish being surprised, his phone vibrated. He took it out and saw a text from Sarah Bennett: “I don’t care, I’ll be waiting for you at home tonight, no matter how late it is. If you don’t come, I’ll come over to your place…”

Women, why are they all so unreasonable? Alice Parker slapped his forehead again.

……

No matter what, life had to go on. Alice Parker leisurely brewed himself a cup of premium pre-rain Maojian tea, picked up the cup, blew the tea leaves away from the rim, and took a small sip. The slightly bitter taste instantly filled his mouth, but what followed was a refreshing sensation in his cheeks and a boost in spirit. Half-closing his eyes, he savored the deep, restrained elegance of the Maojian. His somewhat restless heart felt as if it had been washed by a clear spring, becoming much calmer.

Tea is something you must never drink impatiently. If you rush, not only will you miss the flavor, but you might also burn your mouth. It’s just like being a person—if you’re rash and impatient, not only will you fail to achieve your goals, but you might even get the opposite result. Good tea needs to be appreciated with your eyes, ears, mouth, and nose, and also with your heart. If your mind isn’t calm, you’ll never truly grasp the essence of tea.

People and tea are the same; you have to ponder them with your heart to truly understand their mysteries. Alice Parker considered himself just a beginner, still far from reaching that level.

Feeling bored, he turned on the computer on his desk. Speaking of which, Maoyuan Group really was loaded—even the computers for ordinary employees were top-of-the-line. Even playing large-scale games was incredibly smooth. This had become Alice Parker’s favorite way to pass the time, for example, World of Warcraft.

Leisurely sipping his tea, he logged into the game. Alice Parker had rarely played games before, but after joining Maoyuan, he couldn’t resist the strong recommendations of a few colleagues and started playing this new server with them. The server had only been open for about ten days, but those rascals were already over level fifty. Who knows how they managed it? After all, they had jobs, unlike Alice Parker, who had nothing better to do. Poor Alice Parker had played the longest, but hadn’t even reached level forty.

Compared to all the strange-looking races, Alice Parker, who had high standards for visual enjoyment, naturally chose a female elf. That voluptuous figure with a slim waist and perky hips was Alice Parker’s favorite. Rather than letting those weird-looking characters ruin his mood, he’d rather create a beautiful one to please his own eyes.

When choosing characters, it was obvious that Alice Parker’s colleagues shared similar tastes. The reason they all chose female elves was because they unanimously agreed that the noble, aloof, charming, and perfectly shaped female elves resembled the company’s beautiful chairwoman. It showed just how deeply Grace Sutton’s image had taken root in everyone’s hearts—even influencing their choice of characters in games.

“Damn, you’ve got guts! Playing games at work?” As soon as Alice Parker logged in, two familiar IDs sent him private messages.

A Little Flirt said, Hey, Mr. Parker, you’re finally at work!