Ling Tianya shook her head helplessly and turned to look at Cheng Chen. "Why are you here? Weren't you having a high-level meeting?"
Even though Ling Tianya was the Chairman of Zhi Ya Entertainment, she was just a figurehead. She never attended such boring and mundane high-level meetings that symbolized her status. Cheng Chen, the President, would be there for everything.
Cheng Chen didn't answer Ling Tianya's question directly. He walked quickly and reached out to touch Ling Tianya's forehead. He frowned as hhe carefully felt the temperature on her forehead.
"What's wrong? What are you doing?" Ling Tianya was confused.
"It's okay. You don't have a fever." Cheng Chen took back his hand and said calmly.
"Fever? Why would I have a fever?" Ling Tianya was getting more and more confused.
"Didn't you sneeze just now? Are you feeling unwell?" Afraid that Ling Tianya wouldn't tell him what was wrong, Cheng Chen's eyes were full of concern.
