Xia Qingtian was engrossed in her work when a large hand suddenly dropped on her shoulder, massaging it with firm, yet gentle strokes.
The stiffness and soreness in her shoulder, a product of being bent over her work for so long, noticeably eased up.
When she looked up, she was stunned to find Bo Jingyan, his face carefully made up.
She immediately put down her work and said with a mix of amusement and disbelief, "When did you start strolling into my company and office so freely?"
Bo Jingyan continued his massage, a touch of pride in his voice as he replied, "Everyone at your company now knows we're dating, so who would dare to block their boss's future husband?"
Xia Qingtien couldn't help but laugh and shake her head.
Ignoring his last comment, she asked instead, "What brings you here?"
"Tomorrow's the weekend," Bo Jingyan responded. "I was wondering if President Xia had any time? I've found a fun place and thought we could go there with An'an."
