"Are you alright?"
Wu Xiang studied Kang Sola who was seated at the passenger seat of his car the following Monday morning after the product launch arranged by XG Corp. for LNG Cosmetics.
The night of the product launch, things got a little bit awkward between them.
When Kang Sola got a bit dizzy and intoxicated by the traitor alcohol shots that she took, she and Wu Xiang headed in the gardens to inhale the fresh, flower-scented night breeze. At the gazebo, they spent the time in silence while Kang Sola steadied her head against Wu Xiang's shoulder.
Perhaps Kang Sola had not thought anything out of context in their physical closeness, but for Wu Xiang, it was such a romantic and defining moment for his pursuit for the lady's hand.
He mustered his courage to wrap an arm around her shoulders, drawing her closer to him.
When she did not protest, he held her hands that were lying on her lap with his other free hand.
