Ye Qing Xin's Text

"What are you working on?" An Nuan asked as she peeked at the documents on Lin Xiao Feng's table. "These documents, are they classified? Can I peek?"

After a quick break, An Nuan let Lin Xiao Feng continue his work. An Nuan just wanted Lin Xiao Feng to eat something before he would get sick.

"You can look." Lin Xiao Feng pulled An Nuan's hand and let her sit on his lap.

An Nuan's face turned redder. Before she could think of escaping, Lin Xiao Feng already wrapped his arms around her waist.

They were still at his office but this man was acting indecently.

"It's just a development plan on the west side," Lin Xiao Feng said. "A few companies are sending their proposals for the project. I have to look at them before the next meeting with the mayor."

An Nuan was no longer struggling in Lin Xiao Feng's arms as she was busy looking at the plan on the desk. Her brow furrowed as she realized that she did not understand much about the proposal.