The room suddenly fell silent, and the man and woman holding the microphone, ready to sing, awkwardly froze in place.
Everyone turned to the direction of the voice with expressions that were hard to describe, their faces filled with vivid astonishment.
Only Shi Yin, his heartbeat pounded uncontrollably.
His messy hair shaded his eyebrows and eyes, and under the dim light, a pale shadow shrouded the trace of shyness in his gaze.
"Miss Ruan, you really know how to joke." Jian Xitong curled her fingertips under her nose and covered her lips with a soft laugh.
Yet, her eyes were full of disdain, though hidden beneath her cute exterior, it went unnoticed by most.
"I'm not joking." Ruan Yuan's gaze swept faintly over her, a smile that didn't reach her eyes.
She turned off her phone screen, wrapped her arms around the man's neck, and gradually closed the distance between them. "Boss, am I right?"
'Boss...'
