Chi Yao pretended to be calm and replied, "No, not at all."
"If it's not hot, why is President Chi sweating profusely?"
As Chi Yao spoke, he raised his hand and actually touched his forehead. Only when he saw that his fingertips were dry did he realize that Xia Wan'an was playing a joke on him.
Before Chi Yao could respond, Xia Wan'an laughed and spoke again: "President Chi, I was just joking with you. You don't even know whether you're sweating or not, it seems like you're a bit too nervous…"
After a pause, Xia Wan'an's lips curved up in a more beautiful arc: "I'm just wondering, what is President Chi so nervous about?"
"Nothing, I have nothing to be nervous about. The meeting has just gone on too long. I'm rather craving a smoke." Chi Yao, feeling extremely aggrieved, could only suppress his frustration and continue speaking amiably playing along with Xia Wan'an's words.