Upon Yang Ning's departure from the study, Zheng Liang found it impossible to mask his grin. Even while going through and putting his signature on stacks of paperwork, that smile didn't fade. When the ministers gathered at the Dragon Palace for crucial talks, they couldn't help but notice his persistent cheerfulness.
It left them scratching their heads.
Here they were, deep in discussions about pressing and complex matters, and he was all smiles? What was the reason behind it?
Zheng Liang sat in the meeting, but his mind was miles away, replaying the earlier moments with Yang Ning. Every glance, every touch, the lingering anticipation for tonight made him beam. The thought of her bold response and that teasing smile made it impossible for him to suppress his grin.
Tonight was going to be different.
