Wang Dadong's face showed no sign of pain as he grinned, "I didn't really think much about it just now. I was just worried that the smoke would burn President Lin, so I used my hand to block it."
After last night's incident, Lin Shiyan had decided that she would definitely ignore this guy from now on.
Before she even entered the door, she saw Wang Dadong leisurely smoking there, so she came over to give him a lesson.
But who would have known Wang Dadong quickly snuffed out the cigarette and stood up straight, leaving her no opportunity to fault him. Yet, unexpectedly, the usually honest Yang Jian, for some reason got a crazy idea and when he saw her coming, he still had the cigarette in his mouth, leading to the previous scene.
"Does it hurt?"
"No, it doesn't."
Damnit, this was the perfect bloody chance to show off. Even if it killed me, I couldn't admit it hurt.
Wang Dadong looked stern, as if the cigarette butt had not burned his hand at all.
