Rong Qingqing could say she heard a bolt from the blue.
Is that how Shen Jue sees her, such a terrible person?
"Rong Qingqing, let today's matter be an exception, I'll forgive you this time," Shen Jue said, pulling her into his arms, "Now, close your eyes and sleep."
Not intending to ask for forgiveness yet somehow forgiven, Rong Qingqing blinked her eyes in Shen Jue's embrace.
"You're really a good person," Rong Qingqing chuckled as she praised Shen Jue.
Such a big issue tonight, and just with a kiss, it's resolved?
"Rong Qingqing, shut up." Shen Jue, unable to bear it anymore, directly pushed her head into his chest.
Shen Jue didn't find Rong Qingqing's compliment particularly pleasant.
After the kiss, his anger subsided, and rationality returned, making Shen Jue realize that there were still many things he didn't know between Rong Qingqing and Rong Kuo, or rather between Rong Qingqing and Young President Rong.
