Upon arriving at the floor of her residence, Xia Wan'an stumbled to her room, then took out her room card, her fingertips trembling, she swiped the card to unlock her door.
As she entered the room, Xia Wan'an closed the door one second before starting to undress. By the time she walked into the bedroom of her suite, she had left nothing on her....
The television in the bedroom was on, broadcasting financial news. As a woman in a red suit finished speaking, Han Jingnian, dressed in a black suit, appeared on the screen.
One hand resting in his pocket, the other loosely dangling by his side, sunlight was shining on him through a nearby window, casting a faint golden hue on his tall and upright figure.
His face maintained a constant expression, his lips occasionally moving to reveal an attractive curve along his throat...