Still For Me

Smelling the familiar scent of the man, Song Fan's heartbeat accelerated incessantly. She felt the rising temperature between them. She pushed with force but found that she couldn't move Gu Chen at all.

"Answer me." Gu Chen's tone sounded like a command, yet also like a whisper. Song Fan felt her ears itching, and her face began to heat up.

"Miss Song, in a while, Brown Group..." Lan Yue opened the door and was shocked to see the ambiguous posture of the two, gaping in disbelief.

Almost instinctively, Song Fan took a step back, and Gu Chen's grip loosened. Only then did she break free from his embrace.

"You guys may go on." Lan Yue, wanting to close the door, was directly pulled by Song Fan. "What did you say about Brown Group?"

Song Fan struggled to calm her emotions, but it was evident that her mood was unstable, and her flushed face had not yet recovered.