Maintaining a calm, intellectual elegance, Qin Yuji felt like her face was about to stiffen after she returned to the President's office from the high-level meeting.
As soon as she closed the door, she strode forward and collapsed on the sofa.
She was dead nervous!
Even the day when Chi Jingxuan proposed, she hadn't been as outwardly calm yet inwardly as tense as she was just now, feeling like her heart was about to leap out of her throat.
Now, stretching out her hand, her palm was already layered with sweat, with the perspiration forming into droplets.
Chi Jingxuan brought over a glass of water and had her take a few sips, then smiled and pinched her cheek, "Are you that nervous?"
Qin Yuji nodded and said in a low voice, "More nervous than when you proposed to me."
"Really? Haha..."
