405 - I Don’t Want to Be Turned Into the Female Protagonist by the System

# Chapter 405: Nothing Can Stop... In the B3 parking lot of Tianyu Tower, a red sports car swayed subtly. Although tinted windows shielded the interior from prying eyes, the movement inside hinted at a flustered driver straightening up, having just embraced the passenger. Wang Yun, still stirred from the earlier excitement, was irritated at the thought of suddenly gaining another sister for no reason. Noticing it was just 8:30, she decided to punish her little husband a bit before heading to work. Initially, she only intended to lean over for a teasing taste of her husband's sweetness. Yet upon seeing Su Qi's face, flushed with emotion and her innocent eyes filled with longing, Wang Yun couldn't stop herself. As someone who had practiced yoga with Sun Lijing, Wang Yun skillfully caressed her husband's cheek before straddling Su Qi's lap with her sleek black legs. Enfolded in her enticing presence, each subtle movement created an exquisite pleasure for them both. The crimson sports car was awash with tender passion until, a moment later, Su Qi lay breathlessly against Wang Yun's chest. Satisfied, Wang Yun touched up Su Qi's slightly swollen lips with lip gloss, covering her marks of mischief. As she admired Su Qi's beautiful yet alluring appearance, Wang Yun felt the urge to ravish her once more. But with the clock ticking to 8:37, she reluctantly withdrew, reminding herself that her private office would offer plenty of opportunities later. When Su Qi composed herself, she found the car door open with Wang Yun already waiting for her. Reflecting on how Wang Yun's allure had utterly beguiled her, Su Qi felt both flustered and a bit unsettled. Normally, she held the upper hand, but this time Wang Yun had thrown her off balance. Her mind wandered to recent days when her three wives took their toll on her; perhaps she hadn’t fully recovered. Wang Yun held onto Su Qi's delicate hand, spotting her puzzled gaze lingering on her lips. She chuckled inwardly at her husband's naivete, unaware of all the times she let her have her way. Her husband's innocent demeanor was irresistibly endearing. Soon, they stepped into the elevator of Tianyu Tower. For Su Qi, it was her second visit. The absence of advertisements and the dreamy azure luminescence spilling through circular openings made her genuinely fond of the elevators. As the two women rode up from B3, Su Qi was momentarily stunned at the crowded throng flooding in at each floor. Wang Yun was accustomed to the chaos, as rush hour was a daily juggernaut. Their black silk uniform outfits drew the eyes of many male passengers. Some pretended to check their phones while sneaking glances at the two in the corner. Su Qi understood; after all, as a man, she too discreetly marveled at beautiful women. Yet she never imagined becoming such a woman herself. As the elevator ascended to floor 14—housing Wang Yun’s Su Yao Compass Trading Co., Ltd.—Su Qi found herself impressed by the vastness of Wang Yun’s company. Through TV dramas and stories from her wife An Ning, Su Qi knew that typically, office floors were shared by two or three companies. Wang Yun's company occupying an entire floor was quite impressive. Wang Yun noticed Su Qi’s awestruck demeanor, reminiscing about how she too had been overwhelmed upon joining the company. Tianyu Tower was indeed in a bustling area, close to Su Yao People's Centre, its slick elevators, and shiny lights providing an impressive spectacle. But to the veteran Wang Yun, the novelty had long worn off. Accompanying Wang Yun to the front desk, Su Qi felt many curious eyes upon her. Wang Yun expected this; her husband was extraordinarily beautiful and captivating. Glancing at the crowd, Wang Yun, as a director, instructed, “Organize the data; we have a meeting at 9.” The staff ceased their gazes, busily preparing for the morning briefing. Just then, the "General Manager's Office" door swung open, and out walked a man in a tailored suit and glossy black shoes, holding a white ceramic cup. Su Qi saw him smirk upon noticing Wang Yun, which irked her immensely. She wasn’t accustomed to office dynamics but disliked his smug attitude immediately. Yet, the man approached her with an extended hand, introducing himself, "You must be the new hire. I'm Yang Zongfan, the Director here. Looking forward to working with you!" His deliberate emphasis on "Director" was unmistakable to Su Qi, signaling animosity towards her wife, Wang Yun. Despite his poised appearance and polite smile, Su Qi couldn't forget his earlier disdain for Wang Yun. Ignoring his handshake, she firmly replied, "Director Yang, I’m merely Wang Yun's assistant. Our paths need not cross." The surrounding office erupted in whispers of amusement. As rookies, few had the chance to shake hands with Director Yang. Yet, here was a newcomer openly rejecting it, practically advertising their discord. Unfazed, Su Qi didn’t fear upsetting this director. Her wife was also a director, after all. Moreover, she wasn’t concerned about her salary; she was here primarily to accompany her wife and learn. For when one doesn't need to work for money, truly, nothing can stop them.