He truly hadn't expected that the usually stern supervisor would, behind closed doors, be so uninhibited—a libertine lover much like Li Yuanyuan and Song Zhaoxin, wearing nothing underneath.
What Wang Jie didn't know, however, was that upon learning he would return to work, Wang Xueyan had already prepared her outfit for the day at home, well in advance.
She even did her makeup nearly an hour earlier, dressing up specifically for Wang Jie.
Shaking his head vigorously, Wang Jie felt a heat rise in his body. He immediately told himself to stay cool, to not be seduced behind his lady's back.
Placing the little heart stealthily on the desk, Wang Xueyan curled her lips in a triumphant smile, then came to Wang Jie's side, promptly beginning to gently massage his shoulders.
This sudden movement nearly threw Wang Jie off balance.
Now he really felt like a sheep trapped in a tiger's mouth, torn between a rock and a hard place. If he said his work wasn't done, he was sure to be berated.
