"Why are you running?" Jiang She asked, puzzled. With one hand on Wen Zhiyao's chin, he forced her to meet his dissatisfied gaze.
Wen Zhiyao shook her head in denial, "When did I run? I just thought I had a lot of things left to do and wanted to return to the office as soon as possible. I didn't avoid anything. Jiang She, please don't misunderstand me."
No sooner had Wen Zhiyao finished speaking than a shadow loomed before her, and before she could react, she felt a warmth on her lips.
Jiang She kissed her.
After a while, he finally let her go.
Wen Zhiyao noticed the camera in the corner and quickly buried her face in Jiang She's chest, pulling his suit coat over her face to hide herself from its lens.
Jiang She too noticed the camera, but he didn't mind.
He did it on purpose.
Who allowed Wen Zhiyao to leave him alone? Everyone knew the intentions of those people.
It was so risky to leave him alone.
