Eventually, Ye Fei still feared Wu Qian was truly angry and got out of the car to chase after her.
He held Wu Qian tightly from behind, not letting her move an inch.
Wu Qian's face flushed red, and she frantically tried to pull apart Ye Fei's arms that were tightly wrapped around her waist.
"Hey, what are you doing? I already said I need to go back to work. What if my colleagues see us?"
Ye Fei, however, didn't care and said, "So, let them see. After all, they already know you're my woman."
Wu Qian, with her face still red, lost the strength to tug at Ye Fei's hands.
"You're terrible, do you want to embarrass me on purpose?"
She was genuinely embarrassed; after all, her colleagues were not far away.
The normally serious her, if seen by her colleagues getting cozy with Ye Fei like this, would it not destroy the image she had maintained until now?
That was just a small matter.
The real problem would be that her colleagues would certainly tease her about it from time to time.
