Qingwu's cheeks flushed a rosy pink. "Already?" she teased back, a playful smile tugging at her lips. Despite the seriousness of the situation, the intimate touch of her lover filled her with warmth and excitement.
Wang Li's grin widened. "Patience is a virtue," he chuckled, "but not always necessary. Besides," he added, leaning closer to whisper in her ear, "we need to celebrate our little victory. Showing Ye Fan up deserves a reward, wouldn't you say?"
Qingwu giggled, her heart filled with a giddy anticipation. She loved his playful banter, the way he could make her feel both safe and desired. Nodding her agreement, she linked arms with him and they walked out of the meeting room, leaving Xia Bingling alone with her simmering resentment.