Just as he was about to speak, he was stomped on furiously under the table by Yang Yuran's seven-inch high heels, immediately realizing he had lost his composure. Summoning the basic self-control of an actor, he used every technique in the book to suppress his grin.
Yang Yuran then threw him a look that suggested he should 'act more composed,' and he blinked to show he 'understood.'
Confidently pointing at Yang Yuran, he introduced her, "President Luo, this lady is my agent, not a new artist signed by our company."
Luo Jing quickly suppressed a flash of surprise in her eyes and calmly picked up a piece of tuna cut into the shape of a flower with her chopsticks. She tasted the rich and sweet flesh, and commented in a deep voice.
"Pretty good, quite a choice."
The two words served as a comment on both the fish and the beauty, and also dissipated the awkwardness.
