Zhao Hongsheng, who was sipping tea, set down his cup and gently pulled over Tang Ruyan's delicate hand, tenderly stroking it, "Though it might be considered a shortcut, your contribution this time must be properly acknowledged."
Turning his head, Zhao Hongsheng's eyes lingered affectionately on Tang Ruyan's face without any regard for Yu Bin in the room, he hooked his fingers around hers with a meaningful lift of his eyebrows and whispered, "Tonight, wait for me."
A surge of joy bubbled up in Tang Ruyan's heart, her face bloomed with a shy smile, and she bit her lip lightly, nodding coyly before excusing herself with embarrassment.
Only after Tang Ruyan's figure had vanished from sight did the smile on Zhao Hongsheng's face abruptly disappear.
Beside him, Yu Bin let out another harsh laugh, "Miss Tang is indeed a clever woman."
