Considering Lin Zhiyi still had work in the afternoon, Gong Chen didn't cause too much trouble.
But he couldn't help himself a few times, leaving marks on her neck.
Lin Zhiyi looked into the mirror angrily: "You did it on purpose! I'm wearing a semi-high collar, and you just perfectly hit this spot!"
Gong Chen lazily buttoned his shirt: "I want a status, is that too much to ask?"
"I don't think it'll work. Miss Bai in just a few words fixed you as my elder, now anything I say seems inappropriate."
Lin Zhiyi tugged at her collar, trying to cover the red marks.
Gong Chen paused, understood: "You keep bringing her up, what do you want to say?"
Lin Zhiyi pursed her lips, indeed, nothing can be hidden from him.
But she didn't know how to start talking.
Seeing her remain silent for a long time, Gong Chen gently embraced her.
"Before you'd say anything, how come you're being so secretive now?"