Little Mianmian, don't play with me!
Ye Jinwen's head throbbed with pain. In the few seconds while he spoke, he only felt a gust of wind pass by his side. Before he could grasp what was happening, an attractive hand opened the anti-theft door.
He gaped at the sudden arrival of Boss Xiao.
Hadn't he just been playing it cool, saying "A man shouldn't be too forward"?
Pah!
The atmosphere on the scene was a bit bewildering, a bit awkward.
Xiao Qimo stood at the doorway, twisting the handle, while Ye Jinwen was hunched over in a posture that suggested he'd been peeking through the peephole.
As for Lu Mian, she had turned halfway around and then abruptly stopped.
All three of them were caught off guard.
Both bosses were masters of composure, as long as they could hold it together internally, embarrassment didn't belong to them.
Ye Jinwen scratched his head; he couldn't handle it, feeling awkward all over.
