"Are you shy?" Leng Yan wrapped his arm around her waist and laughed.
"Stop it, I'm tying a tie." She twisted around to avoid his touch, and the tie got crooked.
"Forget it, I'm not wearing a suit anyway, no need." He caught her hand and kissed it, holding her waist tightly as he almost dragged her outside, "Let's go eat, see if you like it there?"
"Miss Ji, I didn't expect you to honor us with your presence."
In a platinum-class hotel private room, Ji Wei sat at the dining table with a faint smile on her lips, but her heart was unusually irritable. A man's hand landed on her bare shoulder, blowing into her ear, "Have a drink?"
"Mr. Zhou." Ji Wei smiled awkwardly, raised her glass to clink with him, and sipped tentatively.
"Deep feelings, drink it all; shallow feelings, just a lick." Mr. Zhou was obviously not satisfied with her action, his large hand gently sliding over her shoulder, "Is our connection that shallow?"
