A glint of jelly lip gloss shone on her slightly parted lips. She flashed a sliver of her pearly whites before quickly pressing her lips together, like a sensitive plant folding its leaves.
"You can do that? Isn't this just blatant bullying of Cai Miao?"
He laced his hands behind his neck and leaned back in his chair. "So, do you want to bully her?"
Her delicately trimmed, willow-leaf brows arched. The mascara on her lashes cast a quivering, spidery shadow on her eyelids, and the slight curl of her lips betrayed her true feelings.
"I do."
He watched Zhu Jing walk away, her skirt pulling taut against her perky bottom with every step. It was a truly lovely sight.
About ten minutes later, Yang Hui decided to pack up and go for a walk. It was just too stuffy staying in the office.
BUZZ~!
A message came through on his phone. It was, surprisingly, from Xia Jie: "Manager Yang, thank you."
