Yan Qingsi had just about had it with Yue Tingfeng but her professionalism ensured that her smile did not falter. She placed her palms on his chest and said coyly, "I am impatient. I want to see how manly Mr. Yue is."
Yue Tingfeng replied, "Satisfaction guaranteed."
The blatantly suggestive exchange made the old men around the table blush.
A shadow crossed Yue Tingfeng's eyes and he tightened his grip on Yan Qingsi's waist.
Miss Mai was not dumb—she could tell that the scene unfolding here went beyond carnal intentions. There was some backstory between these two and she was going to find out.
Miss Mai interjected, "I apologize Mr. Yue. Qingsi is new and she's still green. I'll give her a lecture when we get home."
"Qingsi, come on. You're making a scene."
Yue Tingfeng gave her a stare that made her heart freeze. She could feel goosebumps rising just from that chilling look.
