"Not yet, I just showered. Feel free to sit anywhere," Jiang Chen replied with a smile.
Xia Shiyu nodded and didn't think much. She sat down next to Jiang Chen.
She was in a simple dress shirt. Her aura carried a faint jasmine fragrance. Jiang Chen's heartbeat accelerated out of courtesy as he stared at her red cheeks hidden behind her luscious hair, but he quickly focused back on the task at hand.
There was obviously something necessary to discuss if she came for a visit this late. If he had other thoughts, it would be too impolite.
Perhaps she smelled the alcohol from Jiang Chen's breath. Xia Shiyu sniffed and frowned a little. When she opened the document, she nonchalantly asked, "Did you drink?"
"Is the smell that strong?"
Jiang Chen blew into his hand.
There was some smell, but it was not as strong as he thought.
