Laughing it off, Qiao Zi cautiously spoke up after finishing her laugh, "Young Madam, you mustn't let the president hear this, I don't want to lose my job."
Tang Yanqi nodded, raising a small fist at Qiao Zi, "Secret kept."
"Yes, secret kept."
After chatting with Qiao Zi for a bit longer, Tang Yanqi returned to Sheng Jianan's lounge, where the person in bed was still sleeping soundly.
Tang Yanqi didn't want to disturb his peaceful sleep, so she didn't turn on the light. Only the light from outside the window faintly illuminated the handsome, tranquil face of the man.
She quietly watched him for a while, then suddenly lowered her gaze, a slight smile tugging at the corners of her mouth, unconsciously recalling last night's events.
She remembered Xu Muyi planting a kiss on Sheng Jianan's cheek.
How did she feel at the time?
Angry? A little, but not too serious, just rather displeased inside.
