The office buzzed with quiet chatter. Yue Xinyan had been formally exposed—her schemes, sabotage attempts, and lies were now public. Colleagues whispered, some impressed by Chen Yuxi's calm handling, others relieved the schemer could no longer interfere.
Lin Guo followed Yuxi through the office, hand brushing hers possessively, dark eyes sweeping over anyone daring to give them a look. "See?" he murmured, lips near her ear. "No one touches what's mine."
Yuxi smiled, heart racing, leaning subtly into him. "I… I know," she whispered, flushed.
They moved to the rooftop terrace for a small private celebration. Lin Guo had ordered champagne, and the city lights sparkled beneath them like confetti.
"You handled everything brilliantly," he said, voice low and teasing, thumb brushing her hand. "I might need to claim you properly for this."
Yuxi laughed, playfully swatting his arm. "Claim me? I thought I was already yours."
"You are," he murmured, stepping close, dark gaze locking onto hers. "But sometimes… a reminder is necessary. Publicly, privately… I'll make sure everyone knows you're mine."
Flustered but thrilled, Yuxi let herself lean into him. Tipsy from excitement, heart racing from both the office vindication and his possessive intensity, she realized she didn't want to resist.
Lin Guo smirked, catching her gaze. "We'll celebrate tonight, and then… we start planning our future. Together."
She smiled, brushing her fingers against his. "Together," she echoed, feeling a warmth spread through her chest—part triumph, part anticipation, and all completely thrilling.
Even as the night stretched on, the tension between them simmered with flirty, possessive energy. And with Yue Xinyan finally exposed, Chen Yuxi felt a new kind of freedom: to love, to tease, and to be fully claimed by Lin Guo.