Watching the man's soaked clothes, Elara Ye laughed and said, "Little brother, if you're hot, just take your clothes off. At home, you should be fortable, feel free to do whatever you want here."
"We're not strangers. Besides, your big sister is a married woman, I've seen it all."
Luis smiled and said, "At home, I just run around in my boxers."
Elara Ye said casually, "Then take them off. Just leave your underwear on. Why are you still being so reserved with me?"
"Our family all hate the heat. Summer without AC is basically torture, I totally get it."
Since she'd put it that way, Luis wasn't one to be shy. He went into the bathroom, stripped off his soaked shirt and shorts, and threw them into the washing machine.
He wrung out a wet towel, wiped off the sweat, and walked back out to sit right next to Elara Ye.
Her eyes lit up. She teased him, "Whoa, little brother, I thought you had a decent build before, but I didn't realize you're one of those people who look slim in clothes but are ripped underneath."
Most of his attribute points had gone into stamina. To maximize speed and endurance, Luis's body was practically the standard model of human musculature.
His chest was defined but not exaggerated, his eight-pack abs had a strong, masculine curve, and his proportions were textbook-perfect.
Every line of muscle was crisp and clear, radiating power. If he entered a bodybuilding petition, he'd be flawless.
And it wasn't that stiff, unnatural muscle built purely through repetitive weight training and protein powders, the kind that only attracted other guys.
"I work out quite a bit, I guess."
Luis said with a shameless grin.
Elara Ye put down her beer bottle and reached out with her cool, soft hand, touching his abs directly. "So hard, wow."
"With looks and a body like yours, if you ever went into escorting, I guarantee you'd be the top choice for rich women everywhere..."
"Ever thought about a side gig? Your big sister could hook you up with the best clubs."
She was clearly just teasing him, running her hand over his muscles like she couldn't get enough.
Luis shivered all over. With his stamina maxed out and his libido through the roof, having gone three days without any action, that touch sent a rush of blood straight to his shaft.
Elara Ye seemed to notice too. She pulled her hand back with an embarrassed smile.
"Big Sis, here's what I've captured over the past three days."
Luis pulled out his phone and handed it to her.
Just as Elara Ye was studying the photos seriously, the front door suddenly clicked open. Both of them were startled and looked up instinctively.
In walked Elara Ye's husband, Luis's rather old-fashioned, almost geriatric brother-in-law, Carter Peng.
He was changing into slippers, glancing their way. Under normal circumstances, seeing his wife dressed so provocatively with a nearly naked young man sitting next to her would have triggered an explosion of rage.
But Carter Peng just smiled warmly as he walked over. "You two siblings are having a good time, drinking at home. Who's going to clean up later?"
"Brother-in-law!"
Luis was startled, after all, he knew exactly what the situation was.
It felt like being caught in the act, and he was instantly filled with guilt. He quickly got up to fetch bowls, chopsticks, and beer for him. Carter Peng sat down casually.
"Pfft, no way it's me!"
Elara Ye smiled naturally. "This kid's basically my personal slave now. You think I'd wait on him?"
Carter Peng, usually so stern, joined in the joke. "Only you would be so shameless as to call yourself a useless slob. Honestly, your housekeeping skills are worse than most elementary school kids."
"I was born to be served."
Elara Ye lit a women's cigarette and joked, "Old Peng, you sure came back suddenly. If I'd had a lover here, that would've been awkward for everyone."
"Haha, my bad. I'll give a heads-up next time."
Carter Peng smiled and said, "Just came back to grab a couple bottles of wine. I've got a late-night dinner meeting."
"Pick whatever wine you want. Have a bite first, my brother's cooking is pretty good."
Elara Ye nodded.
Carter Peng picked out two aged bottles of baijiu, then sat back down and started eating. "Speaking of which, honey, about your situation, I'm meeting with someone from your station..."
It was clear that after Sebastian Ye's intervention, he realized they were all in the same boat. He'd decided to step up at the critical moment, husband and wife working together.
"Thanks for the effort!"
Elara Ye's eyes softened. She chuckled, "Then have a drink with us first!"
"No can do. My uric acid's been high lately, can't drink beer."
Carter Peng said with a smile, "You two seemed pretty happy when I walked in. What were you talking about?"
"Caught the mole, that's what!"
Elara Ye handed him the phone. "Damn it, I always suspected that ungrateful bastard."
Carter Peng glanced at the photos. They showed Xeno talking in a car with someone wearing a beret, vaguely familiar, but he couldn't put a name to the face.
"That guy's in charge of program budget approvals. Funny enough, I was the one who promoted him two years ago."
Elara Ye narrowed her eyes, a flash of menace in them. "Once this appointment meeting is over, I'm going to make his life miserable."
Carter Peng put down the phone and praised him, "Luis is really capable, only three days and he's already flushed the guy out."
Elara Ye laughed heartily and threw her arm around Luis's neck, grinning proudly. "Of course! Everyone in my family is impressive."
As she leaned in, her bare breasts, free under her sleepwear, pressed against Luis's arm, incredibly soft and full, stirring his imagination about what lay beneath.
This was far too intimate. Luis enjoyed it but also looked awkward and instinctively tried to pull back.
After all, her husband was right there. Even if they were siblings, this was way too close. Clearly, Elara Ye was a little tipsy.
Or maybe, in private, she was always this carefree, especially given the enormous pressure of her job.
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