Su Ningyan was so flustered she dared not even look at Secretary Luo's face, but the man just held her waist tighter, showing no intention of letting her up.
"Hmm, understood."
"Mr. President, I'll step out first."
Luo Xin adjusted his glasses and decided he'd rather not be a third wheel.
People always say the President is indifferent to women, and it wasn't wrong. Through all these years, this was the first time he'd seen the President holding a woman like this.
No sooner had Luo Xin left than Su Ningyan expressed her displeasure.
"Uncle, this is inappropriate…if someone saw us, they'd gossip. Aren't you worried about damaging your reputation in the company?"
"Little thing, are you embarrassed or worried about your uncle? Rest assured, Secretary Luo won't spread rumors."
Hearing Zhuo Junyue say this, Su Ningyan finally felt reassured.
"Alright, let's go. I'll take you to dinner."
Tonight, he had a little surprise prepared for her, making it their first official date.
