Tan Bengbeng snapped back to her senses and instantly pushed his head away
Then, she retreated a few steps.
For someone who was always calm, her face uncontrollably turned a shade of rosy pink.
She stared at this man before her who was always not serious at any point in time.
She was really worried that he was not feeling well, but he was just putting on a pretense to tease her.
She had really wanted to leave him alone and simply turn to leave, but the thought that she would be leaving this place and he would be the only one left in this house occurred to her.
If his assistant did not come over in time and if he was really sick, no one would even know if he died.
The thought of this made her instantly stop in her tracks.
"Are you actually feeling sick or not?"