Lin Tian only realized when he grabbed Xiao Manxue's foot that her stockings were torn, looking somewhat disheveled. Given the Second Miss's formidable character and her lack of concern about her appearance, the anger she just experienced was not trivial.
However, Lin Tian didn't find her unattractive at this moment; instead, her disarray added a vulnerable side to her strong-woman persona.
After all, women should be gentle; tasks that involve calling the shots all day should be left to men. Therefore, Lin Tian actually hoped that the Second Miss would continue to be gentle like this.
"Lin Tian, are you done?" Xiao Manxue asked softly, seeing no movement from Lin Tian for a while.
"Oh, almost there," Lin Tian quickly shifted his gaze and slipped her foot into the high heel.
