But taking the initiative to chase after a man, or to express good feelings towards a man, Miss Feng was extremely shy as she did so.
Miss Feng lifted her head up sneakily to take a glance at the man opposite her. The ceiling lights in the dining room were bright and luxurious, and the rays of sunshine spewed down on his handsome shoulders. He did not lift his head up, and he used his long, fair fingers to hold his cutlery as he cut up the steak quietly and refinedly.
He did not have any reaction, and Miss Feng did not know what to say.
At this moment, President Feng, who was seated beside Miss Feng kicked her underneath the table. President Feng gave her an indication using his gaze, meaning — Young Master Yin is already in front of you right now, this is a rare chance, aren't you going to take it?
