After a while, Shen Hanxing smiled again and knocked her forehead against Ji Yan's broad shoulder. "Thank you, Mr. Ji. I've been coaxed!" What could a person's betrayal represent? She had friends, relatives, siblings, and, more importantly, she had Mr. Ji. Having him was already the best gift that the heavens had given her.
Seeing the relief in Shen Hanxing's eyes, Ji Yan's thin lips curled up slightly. He pressed one hand against his chest and bowed to Shen Hanxing in a standard gentleman's manner. "Then may I have the honor of inviting Mrs. Ji to walk the stairs with me?"
"Sure." Shen Hanxing raised her chin and pretended to be a noble and elegant lady. She placed her hand on the back of Ji Yan's hand and could not help but smile. Ji Yan also smiled. The two of them held hands and walked together in the empty stairwell. The sound of leather shoes and high heels falling on the ground sounded one after another, synchronized and harmonious.
