Elite 'SEE YOU MORNING' 139 Taking Office

Since taking possession of Hunter’s body and moving into the Las Vegas mansion, this morning marked Lin Yuhui’s first time using Hunter’s physique to commute to work. As he approached the company building, the name “Genesis Eden Gene Editing” stood out prominently. This triggered Lin Yuhui’s long-standing curiosity about Hunter’s extraordinary physical capabilities—abilities that seemingly allowed endless indulgence in bodily pleasures. He suspected the body had undergone genetic modification or enhancement.

Relying vaguely on Hunter’s memories, he navigated to his office and exchanged greetings with colleagues. Unlike the previous Hunter, who would flirt with secretaries during meetings, Lin Yuhui—a man of scientific rigor—focused on gathering project updates and progress reports from各部门. Though he offered no commentary, his intent was clear: he was collecting intelligence.

The company’s gene-editing scope spanned embryos and adult bodies. Beyond curing genetic disorders, it could enhance physical strength, amplify cognitive learning abilities, optimize nervous systems, and regulate metabolism. It even allowed intervention and reversal of aging, or customized alterations to appearance and physique based on personal preference. By deploying gene-delivery vectors to infiltrate and modify existing cells, temporary or permanent genetic expressions could be reversed—even固化 hereditary traits for future generations. To wield such technology was to live as a mortal god. Naturally, these services came with significant barriers to entry.

After acquainting himself with the company’s operations, Lin Yuhui leveraged his executive privileges to submit his personal genome for blind testing. His goal: detect traces of artificial modification and explore potential further enhancements.

On his way back from the lab downstairs, Lin Yuhui opted for the stairs instead of the elevator—a chance to stretch and enjoy the quiet. Midway up, he heard the sharp click of high heels.Was it echoing from the hallway? Had the fire door been left ajar?

As he pondered, a woman descended toward him. Golden-haired with a broad forehead, she had a heart-shaped face, tapered jawline, slender eyes, and thin lips.

She stepped down the stairs in beige high heels and a matching tailored skirt suit. Positioned below her, Lin Yuhui’s gaze fixated on her sturdy calf bones.

“Mr. Hunter, good morning. Lunch break is approaching—heading to the cafeteria?”
“Hello. May I ask who you are?”
“Sharis Turner. I lead the Embryo Editing Marketing Division.”

Sharis descended to his level. Despite her heels, she stood noticeably shorter than Hunter, yet her frame was sturdy rather than delicate. Her bones were robust, but her silhouette remained shapely—full hips and chest contrasted with a slender waist.

“The cafeteria is on the next floor down. Have you dined there before?” she asked, gesturing with a raised arm. As she turned back to face him, her shoulders swayed into her hips, the motion rippling through her knees and calves until even her heels seemed to sway.

Her posture radiated the confident allure of a mature woman, but Lin Yuhui’s mind fixated on a single worry:Would she slip and fall? Unaware of his concern, Sharis tilted her head, looking up at him.

“Oh, I haven’t been. Not sure if the food’s any good,” Lin Yuhui replied hastily, realizing silence would bruise her dignity.

“Don’t worry—plenty of options,” Sharis smiled.

“Then… might I join you?” he asked with an apologetic grin, inwardly amused.Never courted in life, yet now—reborn in this body—I’m suddenly in demand. Hunter’s looks were unremarkable, save for his towering height and…well, the other obvious advantage.

At his words, Sharis’s laugh deepened her charm. Dimples framed her smile as her eyes swept over Hunter’s face—a silent invitation. She pivoted, her rounded hips swaying with each step. Her spine moved with uncanny fluidity, compensating for lateral shifts and elevation changes, while her shoulders glided smoothly downward. Though sturdily built, she moved with effortless grace.

Watching her retreating figure, Lin Yuhui’s initial attraction faded. He excelled at suppressing emotional impulses. Logic and experience told him Hunter’s appeal likely stemmed from wealth and status—not physique alone.

The cafeteria was still sparse. Sharis led the way, explaining as they walked:

“Various cuisines today—Mexican for Americas: tacos, skewers. Asian offers Chinese dumplings and fried rice. And of course, vegetarian options…”

“No, no—I don’t eat vegetarian,” Lin Yuhui interrupted, reflexively averse to Westerners’ moralistic vegetarianism. He despised ethical coercion disguised as dietary choice.

Yet as he passed the vegetarian counter, the scent of plant-syrup cheese pizza caught his attention. Sharis noticed his pause.

Recalling his abruptness, he backtracked: “Actually, I can accept partial vegetarianism.” He flashed a boyish grimace.

“Ha! So youdo eat meat,” Sharis laughed loudly, stepping close. Whether annoyed by his earlier rudeness or flirting, she plucked a sausage with tongs, waving it midair. “This pairs perfectly with cheese pizza—wrap the sausage in a slice. Meat and veg balanced. Try it. My recommendation.” She bumped his shoulder playfully as she spoke.

“Alright,” he agreed, catching her teasing glance. Out of the corner of his eye, he saw colleagues watching them intently.

“What other tastes do you prefer?” he asked, steering the conversation away.

“I strictly control calories—I’m vegetarian,” Sharis said, walking ahead before turning back. “Not partial. Fully vegetarian. But I supplement with pure meat protein every few days.”