Listening to Lan Xin's words, Lu Tianxing suddenly broke out in a sweat, wondering how Lan Xin's mouth had become increasingly sharp-tongued recently. What's this about her wanting to hear things that make him uncomfortable for her amusement?
"Secretary Lan, I'm telling you, if you keep talking like this, someone will hit you, believe it or not."
"Guess whether I believe it or not."
Lu Tianxing rolled his eyes, his gaze darting across Lan Xin's body. Suddenly, his eyes lit up as if he'd discovered a new continent, and he said, "Secretary Lan, why do I feel like your precious assets have gotten a lot bigger than before?"
As he spoke, Lu Tianxing's gaze uncontrollably drifted to Lan Xin's rounded curves, which were indeed a bit bigger than before.
Upon hearing Lu Tianxing's words, Lan Xin subconsciously puffed out her chest and said proudly, "Of course, I drink papaya juice every morning…"
