Met with the piercing gaze of Ruan Zeyan, Zhang Heng felt like he was hit by lightning and immediately took his hand off Ling Tianya. Then, he stepped one step further, keeping his distance from her.
Ling Tianya looked at Zhang Heng's reaction, speechless. He must really fear Ruan Zeyan. She said to Zhang Heng, "Director, you must be busy with other things. I'll be careful tomorrow at the press conference."
Zhang Heng nodded and made a swift departure.
Ruan Zeyan looked like he came directly from work. A camel coat was draped over his gray striped suit. He was just standing there, making a frame of perfection. At the same time, the atmosphere in the room was darkened by his presence. He walked slowly towards Ling Tianya, and then pulled her tiny body close to his with his long arms. His lips were what came next, pressing hard on her little mouth, dominating her with a passionate and tangling French kiss.