The Heir Is Here (1)

An Xiaxia blushed. "You're such a dog!"

Sheng Yize's forehead was covered in sweat. He ripped his tie off, unbuttoned his shirt, and went on telling her off. "Why? You have something to say? If you don't like what I'm saying, be smart next time! Do you know you could have died there? Don't walk away with strangers! Aren't you a little too old to be told that?!"

"He wasn't a stranger. He was Mr. Song's driver…" An Xiaxia tried to explain.

How was she supposed to know that the driver had been bought?

"From now on, you'll trust nobody but me!" Sheng Yize stared at her with his piercing eyes. "Got it?"

An Xiaxia shuddered. She nodded immediately.

Sheng Yize panted and raised her chin. From An Xiaxia's angle, she could see his heaving chest and even his nipples…

Gulp —

She swallowed, unable to control herself.

Sheng Yize was going to reprimand her, but forgot all about it when he saw her reaction.