Cheng Ruowei, flushed with embarrassed fury, lashed out at him, "Pervert!"
Suddenly, Di Jinye took the opportunity to get in the car and sit down close to her, his gaze turned towards her feet.
The temperature of the car's air conditioning was very comfortable. Cheng Ruowei unzipped her down jacket and before she could react, Di Jinye lifted her legs.
"Hey, hey, what are you doing..."
"I'm checking your feet."
"No way, I'm wearing stockings."
"I'll help you take them off."
There was an ambiguous conversation coming from the back seat.
The partition was instantly lowered, as the driver and the bodyguard in front didn't dare to peek or eavesdrop.
Cheng Ruowei tried to bend her knees to resist Di Jinye's actions and sternly warned, "I'm still Secretary Cheng right now. President Di, mind the boundaries. Don't get handsy."
"You're off work. I said it, and now you are my ex-wife."