Lin Ruoxi's skin was exceptionally smooth, with a texture as delicate as high-quality silk, which made Yang Chen thoroughly enjoy the sensation.
The sudden contact made Lin Ruoxi's cheeks flush with embarrassment. Yang Chen's gesture felt as if he was treating her like a young girl and teasing her.
"What… what are you doing?" Lin Ruoxi exclaimed indignantly, relieved that no one else was around. It was quite something for the president of a multinational corporation to be treated like a child by a man.
Yang Chen chuckled, shifting the topic abruptly. "Oh, come on, my dear Ruoxi. Look ahead, we're almost in the city—there are lights! Hmm… would you like to grab something to eat? Maybe some fast food from McDonald's? Wendy's? Or Burger King? We're abroad, so trying some local fast food might be part of the experience. Or would you prefer a nice meal in Paris? It's up to you, haha…"
