Fu Chenlie's deep eyes swirled with the most primal desire and impulse a man has for completely possessing a woman.
Wen Ran fixed her gaze on his eyes, and for a moment, her heart pounded like a drum.
She had never seen such eyes filled with passion yet so calmly restrained, and upon her first encounter, she felt both terrified and panicked.
Amidst her nervousness, one thought filled Wen Ran's mind—
Avoid!
Escape!
Thus, as Fu Chenlie awaited her response, she suddenly stretched out her hand and pushed him away.
Wen Ran stood up from the couch, straightened her body, and, while restraining her wildly beating heart, spoke incoherently, "Boss... I'm sleepy and tired, I'll go back to my room now, see you... see you tomorrow."
After speaking, she turned and ran towards the staircase.
The woman's actions were so frantic and hurried that she stumbled and nearly fell midway, causing Fu Chenlie, who was watching her retreating figure, to tense.