Cheng Lang asked, "Are you in a bad mood?"
Xing Shu felt a trace of gloominess and did not know if she should praise Cheng Lang. He actually noticed that she—his mistress—was in a bad mood. However, what right did she have to be in a bad mood?
Cheng Lang got up. When he passed by Xing Shu, he gently pulled her into his arms. "Let's go to my office." It was a very brief hug, but it had a huge impact on Xing Shu. She stood rooted to the ground. It was only when the conference room door opened and closed before she slowly recovered from her reverie. She asked herself if she liked Cheng Lang? She did not know. Perhaps it was not just men who were possessive of the woman they screwed; but women were also possessive of the man they slept with. However, she could not have such thoughts. She reminded herself to stay clear-headed at all times and not hanker after things that did not belong to her.
