When everything settled down, Lin Xinlan closed her eyes, her mind in a haze, not knowing where she was or what she had done.
There was a hot, smooth chest pressed against her back, she curled up, and he tightly clung to her back, holding her in his arms.
The two of them were like a pair of shrimp, clinging tightly together, heart against heart, as if in this way they could be together forever...
Rong Shaoze treated Lin Xinlan with increasing tenderness, almost indulging her every wish.
To the servants, it seemed he was afraid of spoiling her with too much care, of breaking her with too much attention; he simply adored her to the extreme.
Yet Lin Xinlan still felt nothing, and the changes in Rong Shaoze's behavior only made her frown deeper, her worries growing heavier.
The news of the change in Shengjue's presidency created a stir for a while.
For half a month in a row, the headlines of the newspapers were filled with news about Shengjue.
