She pouted, her tone laced with a hint of jealousy.
Mo Nanze's gaze was deep as he tousled her hair, "Be good, don't think too much."
He used calm to mask his own guilt.
At heart, Lu Yinfeng did care.
That night, if she hadn't arrived in time, perhaps Lin Xiyao would have succeeded.
For the past few days, Lu Yinfeng had imagined countless times what would have happened if Mo Nanze really did something with Lin Xiyao...
She would have minded.
Even if she knew Mo Nanze had been set up by Lin Xiyao, as long as they went that far, she would have definitely minded.
Fortunately, they did not.
She hugged Mo Nanze, her clear eyes staring straight at him, and said, "Then you're not allowed to meet her alone in the future!"
Mo Nanze paused for a moment, then after a while replied softly, "Okay."
He took Lu Yinfeng's hand and returned to the office.
He compensated by holding her and sinking into the sofa, kissing her softly.
It was a world away from the aggressive coercion before.