Shen Yan wore her gown, lowered her head before the mirror, and wore a pair of earrings. When she observed herself in the mirror, the corners of her mouth slightly curled.
Inadvertently, she spotted Fu Hang, who was sitting nearby in a suit, in the mirror. She couldn't help but giggle as she said, "Vice President Li is a tough-talker with a tender heart. "I suppose he couldn't stand to see you being bullied, so he came to your aid tonight!"
Fu Hang, upon hearing Shen Yan's words, stood and walked to Shen Yan's side. He behind-hugged Shen Yan and watched the two intimate figures in the mirror. His voice was hazy and deep. "What about my sweetheart?"
Fu Hang paused and asked, "Where is my sweetheart tender?"
He approached Shen Yan's mouth and softly kissed her. "It's your mouth that's tender."
His slender hand glided slowly down Shen Yan's neck till it reached her heart. He said softly, "Or are you a soft-hearted?"
