บท 123: 122 Besides me, you don't need to care about anyone else

In the silent office, a hint of warmth mixed with ambiguity spread in the air, turning the originally subtle atmosphere a touch complicated. For a moment, time seemed to have frozen in this ambiguous moment...

Mo Xiuchen slowed down his movements, not wanting to end this heart-stirring moment too quickly. Wen Ran slightly tilted her body, and even when he was combing her hair, his gaze never left her face. Every extra second he spent with her made his affection for her grow deeper.

This inexplicable emotion, this inexplicable affection, seemed like something predestined from a past life. In the past twenty-eight years, he had encountered all types of beauties of every shape and size. Even though everyone in G City knew of his impotence, the number of women who threw themselves at him was still countless.