Ye Zhenzhen watched the man's transformation before her, her light smile still in place, "Once you finish drinking, I'll take the cup out, and you can continue with your work."
Su Xi had instructed her not to give direct answers to any questions the man might ask, to maintain control of the situation and to leave as soon as she achieved her goal without giving the man any extra time to think.
The man's well-defined hands took the cup, and when he raised his eyes to meet hers, the affection in his eyes had already blossomed but was being intensely restrained.
Ye Zhenzhen's phoenix eyes slightly lifted at the corners, her gaze flowing fluidly as she watched the man's attractive Adam's apple move quickly. In no time, the milk in the cup disappeared, leaving only a light white smear on the cup.
The trace lingered on.
