He was thinking about how he still had to stay busy flattering the leaders after work, how could he not feel exhausted.
Feng Yongzhuo felt so ashamed that he wanted to dig a hole and bury himself in it. Just then, the stairway light flicked on, casting their climbing figures in shadow, and a lighthearted voice with a hint of teasing directed at Feng Dasao said, "Comrade Feng, what brings you here tonight?"
The speaker was Yao Ye, who had caught the scent of something happening and stepped out of his house to investigate.
Zheng Yuanjie and Sister Zheng looked up, both surprised, never having seen such a beautiful man. It was like a movie star had suddenly jumped from the screen into real life.
Yao Ye narrowed his charming peach blossom eyes and smiled at the group, a smile that could seduce all, yet his gaze remained coldly probing as it landed on Feng Dasao, who wanted nothing more than to bolt.
