Zi Yan's massage was just perfect, and Lin Tian relaxed unconsciously, tilting his head back. Unseen by him, Zi Yan subtly stepped back to avoid his approach, continuing her kneading without missing a beat, flawlessly executing her technique.
Lin Tian knew this woman could be seductive at times, or full of allure, like a fully ripened peach, delicious and tempting. But if someone really thought they could take advantage of her, that was bound to be impossible unless force was used.
The most displeased person in the meeting room was Bai Yuze. The Miss he was pursuing seemed to have a good impression of Lin Tian, and now even the Second Miss stood obediently behind him, along with another beautiful woman massaging Lin Tian.
Could it be that Lin Tian was the bane of women, attracting so many yet still managing to keep them in harmonious coexistence? Bai Yuze grew more and more resentful the more he thought about it.
