Late at night.
At the Dong Family home, everything was quiet. Only the television replayed that evening's Xinwen Lianbo.
In the living room, Dong Xuebin and District Governor Yuehua sat on the sofa watching TV. Dong Xuebin yawned repeatedly, while District Governor Yuehua's expression was as deep and still as water. The atmosphere was... something.
Five minutes passed.
Dong Xuebin made conversation. "Oh, the city news even covered our district?"
"...Mm."
"Was that about the investment inspection?"
"Mm."
"So, how did it go? Did anyone invest?"
"...Mm."
"Oh, that's good."
Dong Xuebin had forced himself to bring up a topic to ease the awkwardness, but it had gone terribly. District Governor Yuehua only gave him vague little responses and would not properly talk to him. Or rather, she was barely acknowledging him at all. All he could do was smile bitterly. He glanced at the clock above the TV cabinet. It was already past one in the morning. What exactly was going on? Dong Xuebin did not know whether his guess was right. Geng Yuehua's thoughts were far too hard to read, and her face revealed nothing. He had no idea where he stood.
The room fell silent again.
Geng Yuehua crossed one leg over the other and continued watching TV, looking completely absorbed.
Dong Xuebin even began to suspect that perhaps her TV at home had broken and she had missed the evening's news, so she had come here to watch it. Otherwise, why was she so engrossed?
But that outfit...
At this hour...
In this situation...
Dong Xuebin could not help staring at her black-stockinged feet in fiery red high heels, then at her full, curvy figure wrapped in the Red Dress. His spirits immediately rose, and his drowsiness vanished. Nothing could have been more enticing than that