Jin Xiangdong and Lu Jia'er's faces were extremely close to each other. Her eyes met his intimate gaze and she could feel his warm breath on her face. Seeing this, her heart pounded violently. His action of putting his hand against the wall romantically prevented her from moving despite being truly affectionate, it resembled the way a couple expressed their affections.
However, they were not a couple. Hence, his action was not romantic to her but sexual harassment.
Lu Jia'er struggled to free her hand from his firm grip, but her strength was no match for him. Not only was she not able to escape from him, she had actually drawn him closer. A faint smell of his perfume lingered in the air, it was a pleasant yet familiar smell. Feeling the warm breath on her face, the atmosphere was growing increasingly affectionate.
Lu Jia'er did not expect that Jin Xiangdong who had always been a gentleman was actually a letcher.
