Yan Jian desperately tried to endure, attempting to think about those models backstage at the runway. Fortunately, she studied fashion design herself, so she had witnessed many scenes of models changing clothes backstage. To save time, the models didn't have any hesitation or shyness, even when facing male designers and assistants, they could calmly undo their clothes.
She considered herself as a model. At this moment, she was not Tang Yanjian, but simply fulfilling a responsibility and carrying out a mission.
James squinted, staring at Yan Jian, watching her go from initial shyness and slight trembling to gradually having a determined look in her eyes. Finally, she calmly let go of her hands which wanted to cover, and then lifted her chin proudly under his gaze.
He frowned instead.
He wanted to see a shy, mysterious Eastern girl, not a female soldier ready to sacrifice herself.
He gritted his teeth and said to the phone, "I'm really sorry, the child is not with me."
