The door to the office clicked shut, locking out the sounds from downstairs.
Seeing Lin Wan with a mysterious air, Chu Wanhai was a bit impatient: "What's going on? Isn't the tea in your hand? We have guests downstairs!"
"Guests? Ha!"
The smile vanished from Lin Wan's face, replaced by a gloomy expression, and she said, "Chu Wanhai, your eyes are practically glued to Yang Rou! What, has she bewitched your soul in my presence?"
Chu Wanhai's eyes flickered, and he defended himself guiltily: "Nothing like that! I'm just being a gracious host, taking an extra look... Besides, she's not as pretty as you..."
As he spoke, he tried to wrap his arm around Lin Wan's waist!
But Lin Wan pushed Chu Wanhai away: "Cut that out... I'm asking you, did you hear what Yang Rou said just now?"
"What did she say?" Chu Wanhai didn't react immediately.
