Jun Ting looked at the girl, seeing her holding a teacup, her skin fair and beautiful, her eyebrows delicate, red lips lightly touching the edge of the teacup, looking inexplicably captivating—
He felt his gaze was somewhat off, immediately lowered his head again, and in a cold voice said, "Sister."
These two words, neither loud nor soft, were just enough for Yuan Yumeng to hear clearly. She instinctively gripped the teacup a bit tighter and gave Secretary Xu, who was scrutinizing her, a slight smile.
She thought, Secretary Xu might be thinking, this sister really doesn't look much like her brother.
Even though Yuan Yumeng was rather inattentive, she could still see something in Secretary Xu's eyes, let alone the fact she wasn't that inattentive, naturally taking in everything more clearly.
In those alluring eyes, the word "like" was plainly evident.
This Secretary Xu liked her boss, and probably had liked him for a long time, but had always been hesitant to confess.
