A Late Night Invitation (1)

These were the situations where it was best to separate bickering people. The CEO glanced at Taiga. "Head inside into my room and dry up, Miss Taiga—it's the third room on the hallway to the right. I have some spare towels. I'm not sure if you can get sick, but I'd like to ensure that you don't."

"Okaaaay? Thanks, Bossman." Taiga threw one look at Bo Lifen, stuck her tongue out and then disappeared back into the house.

Li Yang caught the door before she could slam it and hoped, or rather expected, that the tigress kept it down. The complications of being found out were on his mind—but if he knew any better. His brother and the woman could have already been busy in the kitchen.

"Are you actually fine with that sopping wet cat to be around in your room—it's your fault if she messes anything up." Bo Lifen shook her head and sighed. "Don't say I didn't warn you."