A Date
Xiong Zhi put down the phone in a bad mood.
Of all times that her employees could interrupt her, it just had to be this hard-earned time when she could finally be intimate with Linfeng.
Really, what bad luck.
She should not have given her phone number to that employee.
Still, she would not let anyone disturb them from having this date, ah.
Two long and slender fingers gently straightened the tight brows on Xiong Zhi's forehead.
She instantly looked up.
Linfeng's smiling face appeared in her line of sight, his dark peach blossom eyes gently curved up.
"Zhi'er, there's a crevice forming between your brows. My pretty young miss will become older with all that frowning, you know."
Xiong Zhi: …!
She covered her forehead, her eyes widening. Was she really looking older than her age?
She remembered all of a sudden that there were indeed quite a few times when she frowned lately.