Anne chuckled softly, her laughter filled with a teasing undertone.
She stood up and walked to the large floor-to-ceiling window, gazing at the city below illuminated for her.
In her ice-blue eyes, a blazing fire ignited.
"Because tonight... I am going to serve my king, hehe."
...
The black Rolls-Royce Phantom glided through the city's neon lights and slowly came to a stop below the Lanfeng International Apartment.
"Goodbye, President Tang." Shen Yuyan stood beside the car door, waving at him with a regretful expression on her face, "I was hoping for a chance to have a candlelight dinner with you and discuss work insights. But it seems you've already made plans with Luna."
Her tone carried both the regret of a subordinate missing out on an opportunity and a hint of subtly noticeable, female-specific jealousy.
Tang Song smiled and suddenly asked, "Would you like to join us inside for a meal?"
