Miss Fang's heart skipped a beat the moment she saw Yin Jingchen.
She certainly hadn't forgotten how this man had openly laid bare his intentions toward her during lunch.
Therefore, she had to be cautious during this dinner.
What a hassle!
"Tong, come sit over here."
As the host, Cheng Qian waved to Miss Fang, beckoning her to take a seat.
"Sure."
Miss Fang flicked her sultry chestnut curls and, with her lips rouged, glanced over at the seating in the private room.
It was indeed coincidental!
All seats were taken except for the one next to Cheng Qian.
Normally, this would be a good thing since sitting next to him meant she could cozy up to him more.
But unfortunately, right next to that seat sat Yin Jingchen!
Miss Fang wanted to curse internally but had to maintain an unfazed exterior as she gracefully took the empty seat.