Zhao Lifei was about to open the car door but found it locked. She took down the partition and glanced at Hu Wei in confusion.
"Would you like the car door to be opened now, madam?" He gently asked her, his eyes flickering to the bites on her neck. His face became a bit heated and he quickly averted them. His boss was truly too much.
"No." Yang Feng grunted, but Zhao Lifei rolled her eyes. "Yes, please do it now."
The corner of Yang Feng's lips quirked into a devious smirk. "How would you like it?"
"Huh?" Zhao Lifei confusedly asked, watching as he moved her hair and used it to cover her neck. He then adjusted her collar, understanding she had a fear of being seen. If he could have it his way, he would force her to show it to the world. But she did not like that, and thus, he would not.
