Long Jie rubbed the space between his brows. He then inched towards her. "Sit on my lap," he said.
Song Luli nearly gasped. "What?" she said. "If you think I will act as a prize, you are mistaken!"
Long Jie glanced at her neutrally, almost amused. "Just play along. I know you need something, which is why you're here."
Song Luli was taken aback. How did he know? She then glanced around the room suspiciously.
Long Jie nudged the sleeve of her tight-fitted blazer. Song Luli then slid from the armchair and sat onto his surprisingly warm thighs. He circled his arm around her waist, sitting up, pressing their bodies firmly.
His warm breath caressed her ear. "What do you want from President Peng Wu?" he asked.
Not wanting the others to hear, Song Luli leaned into him, whispering back. "The reputation of one of my actresses is diminishing. The media will swallow her if it escalates. I want him to put down the rumours."
