Lu Yeming stood by the door, watching her calmly.
That grin on her face was fake. Her eyes were cold without the slightest bit of warmth.
Lu Yeming walked toward her with steady and patient footsteps. His long legs were clad in smart, tailor-made pants, his every step full of power and strength.
When he came before her. Jun Xiqing didn't step back.
Lu Yeming gazed at her as his lips curled up in a slight smile. "Qingqing, you already said that I can vent myself on you any way I want. How do you expect me do it now?"
Jun Xiqing's smile faded and a nonchalant look crossed her face. "Oh, I have no opinion. I will just listen to whatever President Lu says."
With that, she continued taking off her dress.
But one large hand stopped her from completely undressing. "Let's have dinner first. You have not eaten anything tonight."
The door to the room opened and a maid brought in some delicious-looking food.
