"Teng Yuangxiang, put away your tricks, and don't use them on Jing Xiang." Tang Zheng's eyelids lifted slightly as he glanced at the woman. Jing Xiang, who had been working for less than a year, lacked social experience and would be completely manipulated by Teng Yuangxiang upon a single encounter.
"What, feeling pity for her?" Teng Yuangxiang was skilled at livening up the atmosphere, teasing Jing Xiang, "Look, your lover is standing up for you!"
"She's not." Jing Xiang, shy, lowered her head.
"Your face is practically screaming 'I like him.' Tell me, what do you like about him?" Teng Yuangxiang didn't care about Jing Xiang's reply, and grabbed her left breast, squeezing it, "Listen, your heart beats so fast just at the mention of his name."
Jing Xiang, taken by surprise, blushed and grabbed Teng Yuangxiang's wrist but before she could pull away, Teng Yuangxiang had already let go.
