339 My Woman

Liu Zhizhong nodded slightly, silently, with a hint of mystery in his gaze as he looked at Zhang Yuxing.

In his eyes, there was a soft glow, the kind Zhang Yuxing found hard to resist.

Zhang Yuxing couldn't help but feign anger, her voice cold, "If you have something to say, speak up. Is it something you can't even bring yourself to say?"

"Come over here. You've reviewed so many memorials, you should rest and relax a bit. It's an extraordinary time; you need more rest! Let's sit down, we can relax and talk at the same time."

Liu Zhizhong was very gentle as he spoke and even gestured towards the rest area.

Zhang Yuxing, with an expression that said she was indulging him, still walked out from behind her desk, gliding elegantly toward the sofa area meant for resting and receiving guests.

Liu Zhizhong then added more hot water to her donkey-hide gelatin blood tonic tea and placed it in front of her. Of course, he had procured the tea himself, and she was quite fond of it.