Ye Ling walked in and saw Jian Yunxi hastily leaving Sheng Junlie's embrace, tears still in her eyes. I couldn't help but feel sorry for her. She looked at the two of them expressionlessly and said, "It seems that I have come at an inconvenient time and disturbed you both."
Sheng Junlie sat motionless on the sofa, his gaze sharp and cold as he asked, "What did you say?"
Ye Ling sneered and walked towards the bedroom. Jian Yunxi bit her lip and ran over to block Ye Ling's way, pleading, "Director Ye, please don't misunderstand. Sheng Junlie and I are not what you think we are."
"Oh," Ye Ling looked at her coldly, "It seems that Miss Jian can read minds and knows what I am thinking. So tell me, what am I thinking?"
"Um..." Jian Yunxi glanced at Sheng Junlie, her eyes revealing a guilty conscience, "We weren't going to kiss. I was just too emotional and Sheng Junlie was trying to comfort me. You came in and interrupted us."
