Lucille

After being reborn, Lu Zhen thought that her state of mind was already very firm. In fact, she was rarely nervous or excited because of anyone or anything. However, she felt that her muscles were tense. The hand that Song Jia was holding didn't seem to belong to her anymore.

What was she nervous about? It was just a dance with her future boss's assistant!

"Are you nervous? I'm not." Lu Zhen forced a smile. "It's just that I haven't danced in a long time and I'm not familiar with it."

Song Jia looked down at Lu Zhen. From this angle, he could see Lu Zhen's long eyelashes and high nose bridge.

Even from such a terrible angle, her beauty was impeccable.

Song Jia's slender fingers suddenly moved down and pressed on the artery on Lu Zhen's wrist. Her rapid pulse passed through Lu Zhen's delicate and smooth skin to Song Jia's fingertips. He smiled casually. "Your pulse is also beating very fast. It's already over 100."