"Mirror…quickly wipe it off for me…"
Xia Ling looked at the ambiguous fingerprints and water stains on the mirror, her voice urgent.
Wang Xiong quickly stood up and wiped the mirror and dressing table clean, while Xia Ling frantically wiped the fine sweat from her forehead and chest with a wet wipe, then touched up her makeup in front of the mirror, trying to salvage her smudged eyeshadow and lipstick.
Her hands were still trembling slightly, and she almost drew the lipstick crookedly several times.
"Sister Xia, let me do it."
Wang Xiong took the lipstick from her hand and gently held her chin. His movements were steady, and he quickly fixed her makeup.
"My hair…my hair is a complete mess…"
Xia Ling's voice was still trembling. Looking at her disheveled hair in the mirror, she became even more flustered.
Wang Xiong stood behind her, tiptoeing, and carefully tidied her messy hair.
His fingers ran through her hair, smoothing each strand, his movements gentle and meticulous. Xia Ling could feel his breath near her ear, making her involuntarily recall the intimate moment earlier.
"What's wrong, Sister Xia?" Wang Xiong seemed to read her mind and chuckled, "Want to do it again?"
"You…you shut up!" Xia Ling glared at him, but the seductive glint in her eyes hadn't completely faded.
Finally, Mom carefully checked her entire body one last time—the champagne-colored dress had regained its dignified appearance, and although there were still traces of something suggestive on the inside of her silk stockings, they were completely concealed by the skirt. Her delicate makeup was now perfect, her red lips slightly upturned, and her eyes were cool and aloof.
She straightened her back as much as possible, and even though fluid was still dripping from between her legs, she showed no outward sign of it.
"It's alright..." Mom took a deep breath, her voice regaining some composure.
Wang Xiong then walked around to Mom's side, stood on tiptoe, and adjusted the neckline of her dress.
"Don't worry, no one will discover Xia's true state right now. You're still the awe-inspiring CEO Lingya."
The blame in Xia Ling's eyes had vanished, replaced by an indescribable emotion. "You..." She gritted her teeth, wanting to say something harsh, but the lingering effects of the previous exchange rendered her weak. "I'll settle accounts with you later."
"Settle accounts? Shouldn't you thank me properly for what happened today?" Wang Xiong gave a meaningful smile. "Go ahead, we'll talk in detail later."
Xia Ling turned her head away, unwilling to look at the smug expression on Wang Xiong's face.
She forced herself to straighten her back, gracefully walking towards the dressing room.
"CEO Xia!"
Several anxious executives and staff members immediately surrounded her. "We were worried about you..."
"Is it too late?"
Xia Ling asked, feigning composure, struggling to suppress the tremor in her voice.
She could feel the wetness between her legs; every movement reminded her of what had just happened.
"One minute left," a female executive stepped forward quickly. "The venue is ready, and the audience is waiting for you."
Several people escorted Mom towards the stage of the press conference.
Mom forced herself to maintain an elegant gait, outwardly remaining the authoritative female CEO with every gesture. But only she knew that beneath this perfect facade, the stockings and thighs beneath her skirt were still stained with the marks of their lovemaking. With each step, she could feel the liquid slowly trickling down her thighs, accompanied by a soft splash.
"Ms. Xia, your makeup is beautiful," the executive beside her sincerely complimented. "This dress suits you very well too."
Mom nodded and smiled elegantly, perfectly playing the role of the female CEO.
However, the subtle touch of each step in her high heels reminded her of what had just happened, the forbidden stimulation making her cheeks slightly flushed. She could sense Wang Xiong seemingly watching her back from a distance by the dressing room door, which made her heart beat faster.
"Ms. Xia, this way."
Several executives and staff escorted Xia Ling along the aisle.
Her champagne-colored fishtail evening gown was now at its best, the custom-tailored cut perfectly outlining her curves. The backless design was elegant and sexy, the delicate teardrop-shaped opening at the chest revealing glimpses of skin, and the floor-length skirt with a side slit allowed her to move with effortless grace.
Her 10-centimeter champagne-colored high heels clicked crisply on the floor, and her 5D ultra-thin stockings shimmered delicately under the lights. However, only she knew that beneath this perfect facade, the inside of the stockings still bore the marks of their recent lovemaking, and she could feel the dampness between her legs with every step.
"Ms. Xia," the assistant said, adjusting her dress, "your look is perfect."
Back behind the stage curtain, Xia Ling took a deep breath. The liquid seemed to still be slowly flowing, but this forbidden contrast did nothing to diminish her aura; every gesture exuded the unique authority of a female CEO.
At the press conference, that deep voice rang out again: "Let us once again welcome Ms. Xia Ling, founder and CEO of Lingya Group!"
Mom slightly raised her chin and walked gracefully onto the stage.
The mirrored runway reflected her noble image. No one could have imagined that this powerful female CEO was currently displaying such allure beneath her skirt. She could feel the subtle sound of water with each step, yet she maintained her cool and noble demeanor.
"Distinguished guests, now I will introduce Lingya's functional product line for this year..."
Mom stood under the spotlight, her voice clear and captivating. Every elegant turn caused her skirt to sway slightly, the dampness on the inside of her stockings constantly reminding her of the allure she had just displayed. The liquid seemed to still be slowly sliding down, from her thighs to her knees, allowing her to feel the stockings gliding against her skin with every step.
The audience, media, and industry leaders below the stage were captivated by Xia Ling's beauty at that moment, while in the shadows backstage, Wang Xiong looked at the elegant figure on the stage and a meaningful smile appeared on his lips.