Shortly after leaving the president's office, Yan Niang, walking alone in the corridor, was suddenly pulled into a room by a door that flung open violently.
"Ah!"
Yan Niang, who let out an instinctive cry of alarm, quickly had her mouth covered by the man in front of her, but upon seeing his face clearly, she couldn't help but smile seductively and tapped his chest lightly.
"Are you crazy? This is the Skywake Headquarters, how dare you make a move here."
"The president's office is less than 200 meters from here."
"What is there to be afraid of?"
The man who had Yan Niang in his arms grinned wickedly and buried his head in her bosom, taking a deep breath, "Isn't it more thrilling this way?"
"Besides, half of the people in Skywake have been with you, haven't they?"
"The president is well aware of this."
"If he doesn't care, what are you scared of? Even if he caught us in the act, he might not blame us but join in instead."
"Then you're probably dreaming."