Pinching Wen Tang's cheek, he left a kiss at the corner of her eye, then picked up his shirt from the ground and exited the break room.
Wen Tang tidied up her clothes.
She gathered her hair to the front, barely covering the skin exposed due to a missing button.
Ready to leave with her phone in hand.
President Pei deliberately cleared his throat.
Forcing Wen Tang to halt her steps and turn around to look at him.
President Pei, sitting in front of his desk, seemed to have returned to a state as if nothing had happened, yet the oppressive air didn't lessen in the slightest, "I don't want you two having any private contact."
"Nor do I want you to be disobedient and secretly meet him, doing who knows what behind my back."
Wen Tang's nose turned slightly red, "Fine, I'll call him right now."
With trembling thumbs, she dialed the number in front of President Pei.
The phone was placed on the desk and switched to speakerphone.
Muchen's anxious voice came through, "Wen Tang?"
