"Stand still. I'll put it on for you."
"Oh..." Mu Linsen seemed deeply uncomfortable being so close to someone. He unconsciously scratched his head, and the muscles across his chest shifted with the movement.
Gao Shiman's heart skipped a beat as well. She decided that once she became president, she would keep coaxing Mu Linsen into staying at the Fortune Commerce Association as its protector.
She helped him into the shirt herself. "Don't move. You're wrinkling it."
As she spoke, she reached out without waiting for his consent and smoothed the shirt. Through the silk, her palms could clearly feel every contour of Mu Linsen's muscles.
Five minutes later, Gao Shiman surveyed the long-haired youth before her with satisfaction.
In a pure white suit, with flowing hair and those dangerously beautiful floral pupils, he finally had some of the imposing presence befitting one of the Ten Kings.
But as she continued looking at him, her brows knitted again.
The youth kept his head lowered, much to her displeasure. What kind of member of the Ten Kings cowered like this, afraid to meet anyone's eyes?
"Lift your head. You're one of the Ten Kings. Who in North Mang could make you bow your head?" Gao Shiman slipped a finger beneath Mu Linsen's chin and forced him to look up.
Although his head was raised, his expression remained painfully awkward and nervous. If not for his floral pupils, that obvious panic would have spilled from his eyes long ago.
"Damn it, we're running out of time!" Gao Shiman cursed under her breath. With no time left to coach Mu Linsen, she grabbed his arm and pulled him outside.
On such an important day, she absolutely could not arrive late. As the Gao Family's eldest daughter and the strongest contender for the presidency,