Liu Caizhe listened on, and he slowly started to freeze.
The phone in his hands was still ringing, but he stood on the spot silently and did not move for a long time.
…
Hu Ya stood outside the room and looked at his watch. It was very late. Tomorrow was an important day. The CTCI tender was officially in effect, and tomorrow would decide who the winner.
Hu Ya stretched his hand out to knock on the door. Knock, knock, knock. "President, we should be leaving now."
Yin Muchen, who was in the kitchen, heard the knocking. He opened his eyes, and slowly distanced himself from Yin Shuiling's small lips. Yin Shuiling's cheeks were crimson red, and she lifted her moist and bright large eyes to look at him. "What's wrong?"
Why did he stop kissing her?
Yin Muchen pinched her small face as he hoarsely said, "I have to go back to the office to work overtime. I cannot kiss you anymore. If I continue kissing you, I would want to do it before I leave."
