After finishing a bottle of red wine, Secretary Yang was feeling five or six points drunk.
Her eyes hazy with alcohol, she gazed at Tang Luo, the more she looked, the more her heart fluttered.
"Secretary Yang, you can't just keep looking at me like that even if I am handsome; you're making me blush,"
Tang Luo said earnestly.
"You can blush?"
Secretary Yang chuckled lightly.
"Of course, I'm quite thin-skinned,"
Tang Luo nodded.
"..."
Hearing Tang Luo's words, Secretary Yang gave him a sidelong glance. Thin-skinned? She wondered who it was that had been holding her hand, pinching it this way and that, under the guise of wanting to read her palm.
"Secretary Yang, you've eaten and drunk your fill, right?"
Tang Luo said, ignoring Secretary Yang's sidelong glance.
"Mm…"
Secretary Yang nodded, her cheeks redder still.
She was also somewhat expectant for what was to come.
"Hehe, then let's get going,"
Tang Luo smiled, called the waiter, and paid the bill.
