There are elevators on every floor, no need to climb stairs.

The entertainment area on B1 is even more diverse. The fitness area is much more spacious, the AV room and karaoke room have also been expanded, and the esports room has been retained.

Additionally, considering the recreational and fitness needs on B1, there are double-door refrigerators on both sides of the walls, where the housekeeper has already stocked fruits, drinks, and snacks.

Besides the living room, dining room, housekeeper’s room, and guest bedroom, the first floor includes a spa room, an indoor pool, a balcony, and an even larger outdoor pool.

The second floor is comparatively simpler, primarily consisting of bedrooms. Of course, there’s also a living room and a reception area, and the balcony offers an even better view overlooking the lakeshore.

“Tsk, what luxury.”

Dong Ya felt a little fatigued after touring around–this mansion was simply enormous.

She felt both lucky and regretful: lucky to have met Shen Yuan, regretful that she couldn’t be the mistress of this place.

But honestly, no one could probably become the mistress of this mansion… Actually, I should learn to be content–I’ve already gained so much that never belonged to me.

Dong Ya silently thought to herself.

“Shen Yuan should be awake by now. Can I go to his room?” Dong Ya asked.

“Miss Dong, please go ahead,” Ji Ya replied.

“I’ll wait for you guys on the first floor,” Qi Xi said.

Dong Ya tiptoed and pushed open the master bedroom’s door. Inside the spacious room was a 2.2-meter-wide bed, and Shen Yuan was lying sprawled out on it. He wore nothing but a pair of knee-length shorts, covered with a thin air-conditioning blanket. The streamlined muscle lines of his torso were faintly visible.

Carefully, Dong Ya lay down beside him on the bed. The scent of him lingered near her nose, making her feel deeply satisfied.

Yet, apart from Shen Yuan’s scent, there seemed to be traces of another woman’s scent–a mix of body wash and shampoo, mingled with a personal fragrance, creating a distinctive aroma. Dong Ya, sensitive to smells, could tell it was unmistakably a woman’s scent.

“Looks like someone has been up to mischief again last night.”

Dong Ya lightly poked at Shen Yuan’s toned abs. His muscles had excellent elasticity, rebounding immediately.

Seeing him up close during the day, Dong Ya realized Shen Yuan’s physique was even more striking. His broad shoulders tapered to a narrow waist, forming a perfect V-shape resembling a sculpture by Michelangelo. His chest was generously built, his abs symmetrically carved, and faint veins emerged at his lower abdomen.

So flawless.

Shen Yuan didn’t wake from being poked, so Dong Ya grew bolder, gently caressing his chest and belly, occasionally teasing him with her fingertips.

After awhile, Dong Ya looked at his face again. His handsome features bore a slightly upturned corner of the lips, looking playful and roguish.

“What a rascal. Even asleep, you can’t behave properly.”

Suddenly, her hand was grabbed firmly. She gasped, realizing Shen Yuan had woken up at some point and was now staring straight at her.

“Oh, you’re awake,” Dong Ya said with unease, blinking her eyes nervously.

“Taking advantage of me while I’m sleeping?”

Shen Yuan, unsurprised by the sensation, had even dreamed it was Tan Xin climbing onto his bed.

“Hehe, couldn’t help it! It’s your fault for not wearing clothes to sleep.”

Dong Ya flashed a mischievous smile. “Guess what I brought this time?”

“What?”

“A nun’s outfit and a nurse’s uniform.”

Shen Yuan’s eyelid twitched. “You in the nurse’s uniform, Qi Xi in the nun’s outfit? But would Qi Xi even wear it?”

Nun and nurse roleplay? Sounded rather tempting.

Dong Ya softly leaned onto Shen Yuan’s shoulder. “Who knows? That’ll depend on your skills. Anyway, I’ve already brought the props.”

“Oh, by the way, there’s something I need to remind you about–I just learned this today,” she added.

“What is it?”

Dong Ya spoke seriously, “Devout followers like her regard marriage as a sacred covenant and generally refuse any premarital sexual activities.”

Shen Yuan chuckled dryly: “Then what if I were the priest?”