"President, please don't speak of me that way…" Pei Ruoshui wasn't angry; she softened her voice, "I genuinely like you… Even before I joined Empire Jue, I already admired you. I dream of being with you, do you know how I feel…"
Her demeanor was as seductive as it could be.
A deep look of disgust flickered across Mo Nanjue's handsome face. Unwilling to extend his hand to push her away, he nudged his long legs, signaling the woman on him to get off, "If you enjoy clinging to men that much, I can have you cling at Qianhuan for a lifetime."
Though extremely confident, those words of warning, neither light nor heavy, still made Pei Ruoshui shiver. She paused midway and suddenly asked, "President, do you love Xiao Ran?"
Upon hearing this, the man's thin lips curled up slightly, "If I said I did, could you bring up anything you know?"
