Ruan Zeyan left the board members and company executives in the meeting and carried Ling Tianya towards the lounge on the second floor.
Ling Tianya squirmed, hoping that he would put her down. Carrying her to the lounge like that in front of everyone, it was obvious what he was hoping to do.
"Don't move." Ruan Zeyan's voice was low yet stern.
Ling Tianya stopped moving immediately. She was not shaken by Ruan Zeyan's words, but by his face which was saying, "If you keep moving, I'll do you right here".
At that moment, Ling Tianya felt that if it was in ancient times, Ruan Zeyan would be a tyrant, a tyrant who had supreme power and scared people into submission.
When the woman in his arms finally quieted down, Ruan Zeyan accelerated his footsteps. His long legs took the stairs two at a time, until they arrived at his temporary lounge.
The lounge had everything one would want, very much like a high-end apartment.