*Click*
Soon, the door to the room swung open, its hinges creaking under the force. Zhang Wei arrogantly claimed the spot of deputy chief, shamelessly usurping Leng Yan's rightful place. His eyes fixated on the newcomer, he gazed at her with an unabashed intensity.
"You look better in these," he remarked, his hand casually resting on his chin as he studied her figure with a thoughtful expression.
Meanwhile, Leng Yan stood there, her face flushed with an uncommon sense of embarrassment. She closed the door slowly, each click of the lock echoing in the tense atmosphere.
Her previous attire was discarded; now, she stood in her formal uniform, exuding an aura of authority. Desperate to maintain a semblance of confidence, she attempted to meet Zhang Wei's gaze. But his unwavering stare made her shift uncomfortably, prompting her to evade his penetrating eyes.
Her navy blue PSB jacket clung sensually to her voluptuous frame, accentuating every curve and contour with scary precision.
