"I don't care."
The Little Landlady pouted and hugged him even tighter, she didn't care how many people there were, her eyes only held Lin Chuan.
"Sorry to keep you waiting." Lin Chuan held the Little Landlady, warm, soft, intimately close, and the faint scent of her body reached his nose, bringing him a sense of extraordinary peace, as well as a strange urge.
The Little Landlady hugged him tightly for a long while before finally getting off Lin Chuan, looking up at him steadily.
"Xinxin, what are you looking at?"
Lin Chuan smiled.
The Little Landlady's smile was radiant, filled with youthful vitality, "It's good to have you back, Chairman. Do you want to know what I'm wearing today?"
"What are you wearing?" Lin Chuan looked the Little Landlady up and down.
She was wearing a white chiffon knit shirt that day, with a pair of tight blue jeans below, white sneakers on her feet, and a light makeup on her face, which made her already exquisite features now even more remarkable.
