Somehow, there was someone who liked him. She was his idol; his national goddess.
Still, he never had any inordinate desires toward another person's spouse.
"Things are quite hectic recently, so Mr Lu might still be busy with work."
Yu Bo pointed to the office. Not only Lu Yi, but everyone was working non-stop as they wished to complete all tasks before New Year, just so they could start their holidays earlier.
"Thank you," Yan Huan looked at Yu Bo and smiled, instantly, as if hundreds of flowers were blooming with boundless fragrance, Yu Bo's heart skipped a beat.
The hardest thing to endure in this world is the favor from a beauty. He would not dare to have any wild thoughts towards Lu Yi's wife, or else, with the temperament of the prosecutor, he might not even know the cause of his own death.
Yu Bo scratched the back of his head and grinned abashedly from ear to ear.
