The little beauty cooed in a delicate, whiny voice, "Don't mess with me." The impact was indeed quite lethal.
Han Lie, known for his "Iron Waist," already had an easily excitable constitution, and he immediately crossed his legs.
"AHEM, AHEM!"
The scoundrel hurriedly coughed twice, took a sip of his drink, and forcefully maintained his image as a decent and composed man.
"Are you that afraid of President Cai?"
Flirting further would only lead to trouble, so Han Lie had to quickly adopt a serious demeanor.
"Yeah!" The ditz seemed utterly oblivious, nodding naively. "President Cai is really nice, but she's very strict with us..."
Han Lie glanced again at President Cai. Doesn't look like it, he thought, then smilingly asked, "Then how come she just watched you come over and chat with me?"
"Wasn't it you who called me over???"
The ditz muttered in surprise. Her emotional intelligence supposedly maxed out... Bullshit! For an artist, she's truly one of a kind, isn't she?!
