After several rounds of drinks, Yue Shanshan still didn't touch a drop of alcohol.
President Yang looked at Yue Shanshan and personally poured her a glass of wine, "Secretary Yue, why aren't you drinking?" He recalled Xi Murong, praising, "I remember Chenyuan's previous secretary could hold her liquor well."
Yue Shanshan cast a pleading glance at Lu Chenyuan, holding the wine glass and gently bringing it to her lips.
Lu Chenyuan leaned forward and took the wine glass from Yue Shanshan's hand. As he did, the lines of his arms beneath the dark shirt, the expensive watch on his wrist, and the prominence of veins stood out.
Yue Shanshan stared at Lu Chenyuan in a daze. The sexual tension that this mature man exuded was something she thought any young girl couldn't resist.
"She's not feeling well, let's forget it."
Zhou Senming downed a glass, glancing at Lu Chenyuan and Yue Shanshan.
