Mia tilted her chin. She glanced at the man standing in front of her.
The sky was gradually darkening but under the dim lights of the lamp post, she could see his face. One of his hands was tucked inside his pockets as he looked at her.
She did not know if the lights were playing tricks on her or if he really looked a bit disheveled, unlike his usual proper President self. There were apparent dark circles under his eyes and his hair was in a mess. The top buttons of his shirt were unbuttoned giving her a clear glimpse of his chest.
Mia tried to avert her gaze but her gaze was stubborn, lingering there persistently and indecently taking in the sight until the man moved.
The realization of being caught red-handed dawned on her and Mia immediately straightened up. She laughed awkwardly, ''You want your shirt?"
Han Jian Yu noticed how hoarse her voice was, ''What do you think?" He stepped closer towards her.
