The moment Feng Jun lost his temper, even Red Sister could not help feeling a little intimidated. "Fine, aren't we discussing it with you?"
Feng Jun looked at her, shook his head with a laugh, and said, "You really are becoming more and more like a businesswoman. You could have made the decision on something like this yourself, yet you insisted on making me play the villain."
Then his expression turned serious as he addressed Sister Shen in a deep voice. "You should know my attitude toward Dragon City. Let it go this time, but I can tell you this: if there's a next time, I'll revoke your distributor status."
Sister Shen turned her head and looked at Red Sister as though asking for help. "President Zhang..."
"Alright, go on back," Red Sister said with a wave of her hand and a smile. "Don't overthink it. Think more about how to sell the goods at a better price. That's what matters."
Sister Shen could only get up and leave. Red Sister lowered her head and stirred the coffee in her cup without saying anything.
Feng Jun did not speak either. It was summer now, and he was once again seeing Red Sister "without pants." From his angle, he could see only a small section of her thigh, but... it was enough to set his imagination running wild.
Thinking of that soul-stirring night they had once shared, he had not even had time to properly experience the tight embrace of those long legs, much less play with them, before their relationship took a sharp turn for the worse. He could not help feeling that fate enjoyed making fools of people.
So while those long legs stirred his heart, they also helped him see reality clearly.
In the end, he spoke in