Wen Sheng hastily pushed Fu Yanlin away, her eyes colliding with a pair of angry ones.
Jiang Ruxin stood not far away, suited and booted, hands clasped behind him with an expression that was hard to read. He knew Wen Sheng and Fu Yanlin were dating, but when he unexpectedly walked in on their kiss, a wave of anger surged within him.
That feeling was like watching his prized cabbage being ruined by a pig, and he nearly couldn't resist kicking the pig away.
"Jiang—Uncle Jiang!" Wen Sheng's cheeks were red enough to bleed, as she greeted him despite feeling awkward.
She hadn't expected Fu Yanlin to kiss her so suddenly, let alone for Jiang Ruxin to appear at that moment. She instantly felt like a child caught doing something wrong by Wen Tingshu.
Their eyes met, and the atmosphere was fraught with embarrassment.
Only Fu Yanlin, as if nothing had transpired, took Wen Sheng's hand and took the initiative to greet him, "President Jiang."
