Song Luli woke up with a sore throat.
She cursed Long Jie in her mind. That damn fool! She thought. Why did he kiss her in the first place? But she was more concerned as to why she let him.
There was no mistaking her physical attraction to him, but in terms of something more profound, she could not let that happen. A kiss was a kiss, and that was that.
Song Luli nestled into the sheets of her bed, trying to get into a comfortable position as her dry throat felt scratchy, and her chest was heaving.
She called the company within the next moment, informing the management team to move forward with the daily tasks, without her. She had her assistant call off any meetings she had that day and to post-pone any urgent requests for the following day.
