Shang Jingchen’s body stiffened slightly; he felt the guilty prick of someone caught in the act. However, as the President of his company, his mental fortitude was ironclad—this was nothing to him.
He remained calm and composed, stating righteously, "A reward kiss. You performed beautifully just now. You’ve worked hard, so here is a kiss as a reward."
"Should I thank you for that, then?" Ye Zhixing’s voice was uncharacteristically languid. She didn't open her eyes, nor did she call out his petty schemes.
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