The silkiness in his palm slowly dissipated the touch of unease rising in his heart. He has touched her before, but this kind of touch was the first.
It was a feeling of committing a crime that goes against his inner prohibitions and taboos.
His principle was to never have any ambiguity with the company's internal staff, but unexpectedly, this woman who hasn't worked in the president's office for long made him break his boundaries and principles repeatedly.
He didn't know if this was what his younger brothers called love; he didn't know what love tasted like because although he dated before, he never truly loved.
But she...
He had to admit that she indeed held a special place in his heart.
Duan Xingzhi withdrew his hand; the once burning gaze gradually cooled down.
So what if she's special?
