"Boss, how can you only say half!"

Song Yuwei gave him a playful glare, her eyes were quite charming.

He must have meant that on such a cold night, the two of them could keep each other warm.

Why didn’t he just say it out loud, leaving people hanging, he’s too wicked!

"Boss, can I see my gift?"

Suddenly remembering something, she asked excitedly.

"It’s yours now, of course you can!"

"Alright, let me take a look first."

She unwrapped the packaging, revealing a small cardboard box inside.

"iPod!"

Song MM gasped.

This was the first generation MP3 player from Apple.

Released in late October last year, when Apple’s head, Master Qiao, pulled this exquisite little white sprite out of his pocket, the most classic music player in history was born, and the era of global music digitization arrived.

As the producer of the most high-end computers, making an MP3 player was like Ferrari making strollers. In fact, when Apple first created this music player, they didn’t expect it to make a lot of money; it was purely to attract more people to buy Mac computers.

However, a few years later, it became a milestone product that changed the digital music industry. The white little sprite played an indispensable role in making Apple the most valuable high-tech company in the world.

The first generation iPod really didn’t sell well.

With a price of 399 US Dollars, which according to the 2002 exchange rate was over three thousand yuan, its high-end positioning limited market demand, resulting in sales of less than 400,000 units in its first year, so New Era was lazy to stock it; most college students couldn’t afford it and were reluctant to buy it.

But it doesn’t mean the iPod wasn’t good; it was nearly perfect in this field from its creation, flawless in both appearance and performance, and especially appealing to female consumers, who would find it loveable at first sight.

In this era, there aren’t many girls who could resist if you gave them an iPod as a gift.

"Thank you, Boss!"

Song MM was excited.

She had long wanted to own this little sprite, but even with a decent income, she was reluctant to buy it; it was just too expensive!

This was truly a big surprise.

Treating his women, Su Zelin was always very generous.

Song Yuwei had stayed with him for more than ten years in her previous life, and she was the one by his side the most, going to work at the company, socializing, and on business trips.

Sometimes when he drank too much and couldn’t drive, the person he’d call wasn’t even the driver, but this little secretary.

The small villa her family had to sell due to debt was also bought back by Su Zelin as a birthday gift for her.

The rascal was really good at creating surprises, not only adding to the icing on the cake but also providing help in times of need.

When a lover’s business ran into trouble and was about to go bankrupt, he spent money and used his connections to help her through the crisis.

When another lover’s mother fell seriously ill, and no domestic expert could perform the surgery, he invited the best expert in the field from abroad.

That’s why all these women were devoted to him, unwilling to break up even if they were treated badly.

Song Yuwei was a pragmatic woman, but she suited him very well, each taking what they needed.

Moreover, Song MM was pragmatic but not heartless.

In his previous life, when he encountered a particularly difficult time starting his business.

Song Yuwei stayed by his side, even bringing out her savings to help him.

At that time, she told Su Zelin, "Boss, ever since you put those property transfer papers for the small villa in front of me for me to sign, everything of mine has been yours!"

In retrospect, the rascal felt quite touched.

This is what they call feelings that grow over time!

There was a reason Su Zelin found her again in this life and accepted Song MM in such a short time after only meeting a few times.

The rascal may have many flings, but he’s not someone who is indiscriminate.

No matter how beautiful a girl is, if there’s no emotional foundation, he won’t care even if she’s throwing herself at him.

After playing with it lovingly for a while and listening to two songs, Song Yuwei was incredibly happy.

"It’s so beautiful, the sound quality is amazing, truly lives up to the iPod!"

When this thing is taken out of a bag, it brings an air of prestige.

The little secretary cares a lot about the quality of life.

For Su Zelin, this was the easiest thing he could give to a woman.

The most troublesome part was being unable to be in two places at once, often having to watch a movie multiple times, until he got sick of it; sometimes he regretted not being able to clone himself.

So having too many women around can be a hassle, not everyone can be a playboy.

The body is also a problem; fortunately, the rascal has an extraordinary talent, pays attention to exercise, and can afford the best ginseng and other herbs as he pleases, or else he might meet an early demise.

Unknowingly, it was already ten o’clock, and it wasn’t early anymore.

"Boss, you’ve been drinking, so don’t drive. If you don’t mind, why not stay over at my place for the night?"

Despite feeling a bit shy, Song Yuwei still asked tentatively.

"Oh, alright then..."

Su Zelin was waiting for her to say that, going along with it smoothly.

The rascal’s response made Song MM’s heart race.

She knew what Su Zelin’s attitude meant.

The living room became quiet, with only the ticking sound of the clock on the wall, echoing "tick, tick, tick" at regular intervals.

The atmosphere was a bit intimate.

After a while, Song Yuwei broke the silence, her voice lower and sounding especially gentle: "Would you like to take a bath first?"

"You go first."

"I’m done."

Feeling a bit ambiguous, Song Yuwei added to clarify: "I mean, I’ve already showered!"

"Alright, I’ll go for a quick one then."

"I’ll get you some pajamas!"

Song MM went into her room, bringing out a set of men’s pajamas and a towel, both brand new, with the tags still on.

Clearly, she had planned this all along.

But everyone was already aware, so there was nothing left to hide.

They were both hunters and prey.

Removing the packaging, she held up the pajamas in front of Su Zelin: "Boss, I bought this according to your height, see if it fits."

"Hmm, the material feels good, very soft, and I usually get this size, shouldn’t be an issue!"

The rascal thought to himself, who cares if the size fits!

Is that the main point?

As long as there’s something to wear!

He took the pajamas and towel, heading into the bathroom.

It was snowing outside, and tonight Su Zelin took a cold shower.

Yet even the cold water couldn’t extinguish the flame in his heart.

This young body was like a living volcano, its vitality surging like lava, ready to erupt at any moment.

The rascal used the shower gel generously that night, washing meticulously.

After all, staying at someone else’s place, he had to be extra clean, lest he soil their bed and linen.

Upon finishing his shower, he found Song Yuwei had also changed into a nightgown, sitting on the sofa with her legs crossed, watching TV.

Su Zelin went over to sit beside her; they were so close they could smell each other’s scent.

The TV was now just background noise, as images of tutoring videos, public bus incidents, debt collection, and gun battles filled the rascal’s mind, almost driving him to distraction.

This continued until the clock in the living room struck eleven.

"It’s getting late, I’m going to sleep now."

Song Yuwei stood up, and before she entered her room, she turned around, giving Su Zelin a charming smile: "Boss, Good night!"

She closed the door softly.

Oh wow, she even used English...

Su Zelin was familiar with her quirks.

For some reason, when Song Yuwei was in the mood for love, she liked to switch to English.

Sometimes at the company, in front of other employees, when she suddenly called out "BOSS," it meant she wanted Su Zelin to come over at night.

This was their unspoken code, understood without needing explanation.

As the room lights went out, the rascal could no longer just sit there; he picked up the remote and turned off the TV.

"Snap!"

The TV screen went dark.

Su Zelin approached the bedroom.

The door was ajar, with a noticeable gap.

He gently pushed the door open, tiptoed out.

Outside, the snow continued to fall, and in the cold night, a roadside sapling quietly sprouted new green buds.

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