Chen Jiashu jumped at the familiar voice.
When he turned around, he met Han Ziqing's ink-black eyes.
It felt like the awkwardness of being caught badmouthing someone behind their back.
Chen Jiashu was a little embarrassed. "You... why did you come over?"
Han Ziqing looked at him. "I was worried you wouldn't be able to handle it, so I made a special trip over. I didn't expect to hear you talking about me like that behind my back."
As he spoke, he leaned much closer, pressing near Chen Jiashu. "What? You think I'm too old now? Why didn't you say that when we were in bed?"
Chen Jiashu instantly blushed to the tips of his ears. He reached out and covered Han Ziqing's mouth, whispering, "Don't talk nonsense."
Han Ziqing gave a low laugh, then opened his mouth and bit his palm, startling Chen Jiashu into jerking his hand back.
This man was such a pervert!
Song Shi'an could tell something was off and wanted to find an excuse to slip away. "How about I head back to the company first..."
"No need." Han Ziqing smiled. "Just pretend I'm not here and carry on talking."
With such a big person standing right there, and he wasn't blind, how could he pretend not to see him?
With Han Ziqing there, neither of them could really keep talking.
They merely looked at each other.
Chen Jiashu felt uncomfortable. "How about we call it a day and meet another time?"
Song Shi'an nodded. "Sure. I'll head back first, then."
Without the support of the Ye family in Kyoto, Tang Ruan could no longer stir up any trouble.
With nowhere else to turn, Tang Ruan thought of Old Madam Lu. After all, she had once saved Old Madam Lu's life.
Perhaps she could use