Wei Anning anxiously retreated to her room, feeling as if the warmth of the man's fingers still lingered on her skin. She slapped her cheeks and scolded herself for being weak, how could she be so easily seduced by him?
Footsteps sounded outside the door, and her heart leaped to her throat, staying there until the footsteps faded away and the door of the study opened and closed again. She finally breathed a sigh of relief, wiping the sweat from her brow with her hand.
She was nearly frightened into having a heart attack by him.
That afternoon, the uproar on Weibo, after negotiations between Leng Youchen and the CEO of a certain popular platform, finally settled down. Not until before dinner did Wei Anning discover that the Weibo post had disappeared.
She tapped on her phone, and saw the Weibo's top news had changed to the wedding of the century for a celebrity couple. She typed the three characters for Leng Youchen, but no information came up in the search.
