He Can See Her Face Clearly

Xiong Miao turned to the source of the voice and found that it was Zhan Yeling who was speaking.

Was he trying to comfort her?

Looking at his naturally cold face that seemed incapable of smiling, and thinking back to how he nearly choked her to death last night, how could she accept his consolation or believe in him?

"Mr. Zhan, if we lose, I'll resign," she said. After all, she was only competing with her colleagues in the design department and working hard to stay there to earn some money.

If they ended up losing, she would pack up and leave. She could make money anywhere. It wasn't necessary for her to stay here. Xiong Miao had made up her mind.

Hearing Xiong Miao's words, Gu Yi was really sweating for her. This girl had guts.

Resignation wouldn't solve the problem.

If they lost, her resignation would be a minor issue. If Mr. Zhan's position was threatened and they lost the family struggle, the consequences would be grave.

Just as Gu Yi was about to admonish Xiong Miao, his words were swallowed under the immense aura of Zhan Yeling.

"Don't worry, we won't lose. You just need to do your best. Don't be so disheartened." As Zhan Yeling spoke, he had already walked up to Xiong Miao.

His tall figure cast a shadow over her, and she felt a chill envelop her.

The cold made Xiong Miao shiver, and she instinctively backed away: "Mr. Zhan, I understand..." Could you not stand so close when talking to me?

What were you trying to do? Did you want to surprise and strangle her again? Last night's event had left a shadow in Xiong Miao's heart. She was very afraid of Zhan Yeling getting close.

Zhan Yeling seemed to not hear her words. As she backed away, he followed. Gu Yi was a very insightful person. Seeing Zhan Yeling and Xiong Miao so close, he quietly left the office, even closing the door behind him for the two.

After all, Xiong Miao had shared a bed with President. Zhan and even made the news. Although the video was quickly blocked by Zhan Yeling, Gu Yi had witnessed the intimate moment between the normally unapproachable President Zhan and Xiong Miao.

"I'm sorry about last night..."

"Achoo!"

As Zhan Yeling got closer to her, and murmured something, Xiong Miao sneezed and missed what he said.

"What did you say?"

Xiong Miao asked curiously, staring at him nervously.

She was afraid she might have missed some important task he had given her.

Being so close, Xiong Miao's sneeze sprayed saliva onto Zhan Yeling's face. The faint smell of magnolias became increasingly evident. Looking at the little woman in front of him, smelling the distinctive magnolia scent that belonged to her.

Zhan Yeling's vision suddenly became clearer bit by bit. The woman in front of him had a delicate face, her cherry lips slightly pouted, resembling a moist cherry, tempting one to have a taste.

Her lively eyes were like a pool of spring water, her black pupils spinning, watching him nervously. Zhan Yeling found it unbelievable.

He was face-blind, yet now, he could clearly see someone's face! This face, pretty and angelic. Yet, this angel seemed to be very afraid of him.

In her boundless eyes, there was fear of him. It was then that Zhan Yeling realized the extent of the psychological shadow he had cast on her.

Perhaps it was because he was too angry last night and had punished her by choking her, which had scared her to this extent.