Guan Ya, sitting on his lap, shot him a disdainful look and said with a smile, "You can still regret it now. It's not too late."
"Too late!" Zhang Yuanqing pushed Guan Ya down onto the sofa, his entire weight pressing against her soft, curvaceous body. He inhaled her faint fragrance and gazed at the seductive face inches away.
Her mixed-race features possessed the refined, striking contours of the West, yet her skin was delicate and fair. Her stunning beauty carried a touch of exotic charm, making her irresistibly captivating.
"Sister Guan Ya, you're so beautiful," Zhang Yuanqing murmured.
A blush rose on Guan Ya's cheeks. Her eyes were tender and alluring as she stared straight at him.
Zhang Yuanqing lowered his head and captured her warm, soft, springy lips, kissing her deeply. Guan Ya responded cautiously.
Just then, the study door suddenly opened. Money Prince, dressed in a pristine white suit, stood in the doorway with a face as frosty as ice and a voice like a winter storm. "What are you two doing?!"
Zhang Yuanqing sprang off Guan Ya at once and said without changing expression, "Ah, Boss, you're back. Sister Guan Ya and I were testing whether the sofa was comfortable enough for you."
Guan Ya kept a straight face as she awkwardly smoothed out her skirt, collar, and hair.
"My study is not a place for you to fool around. If I see this again, forget about getting a bonus this year!" Fu Qingyang said coldly.
He felt that his study had been defiled.
"Boss, you used the wrong word. We were being affectionate." Zhang Yuanqing diligently poured his superior some tea and gestured for him to sit at the desk.
Fu Qingyang took a sip of tea. "Guan Ya has a fiancé."
The young couple's