Outside the reception room, three women sat around a sofa discussing plans to expand the Chenxi Branch.
Suddenly, the reception room door opened, and Nan Rongni appeared before them. Something about her looked strange.
Her fair, oval face was flushed, her soft red lips slightly swollen. An odd glint shone in her eyes, and her breathing was uneven.
Worse, the front and hem of her white dress were creased in several places, as though someone had rumpled them. It was suspicious!
The three women exchanged anxious glances. Their lips parted slightly; each saw the same shock in the others' eyes.
Lin Jiayu narrowed her eyes, a sharp look flashing across them. She rose from the sofa and strode up to Nan Rongni, her long legs carrying her forward as her heels clicked against the floor.
She folded her arms across her chest and fixed Nan Rongni with a hard stare. "Hey, what did you and the boss do in the reception room?"
Nan Rongni frowned at her. She disliked Lin Jiayu's tone and attitude, but she would never show it. Instead, an amused smile appeared on her face.
She folded her arms too, emphasizing her fuller figure as if mocking Lin Jiayu's by comparison.
Her lips curved into a disdainful smile. She rolled her eyes and said evenly, "Is what Brother Mo Xie and I did in there any of your business?"
"What's that supposed to mean?"
Lin Jiayu frowned and glared at Nan Rongni, anger sharpening her question.
Nan Rongni raised an eyebrow and ran a hand over the creases in her dress. She seemed to do it deliberately, just to provoke Lin Jiayu.
In truth, while they had been in the reception room, she had felt a sudden urge to let Mo Xie have his way with her.