Tang Song smiled and, without a word, came to Xue's workstation and sat directly on her office chair.
His gaze swept around.
In the bright and soft small office, there was a desk with a mirror-smooth surface, a comfortable single sofa, a small tea table, and vibrant green plants...
Besides that, there were also some uniquely styled ornaments, cushions, cups, and tissue boxes.
This was indeed the first time he had seriously examined Xue's office.
It was evident that she cherished it, decorating it warmly and fashionably, full of a homely atmosphere.
Looking up at Xue's sexy, graceful figure and her OL uniform, Tang Song's eyes gleamed slightly.
"Xue."
"Yes."
Tang Song beckoned her over, "Come here."
Lin Muxue was momentarily stunned, took two steps forward, stood in front of Tang Song, and gently asked, "What is it, Chairman Tang?"
As soon as she spoke, a pair of big hands suddenly appeared on her slender waist.
