Before Shen Yuan could say a word, Li Zhi leaned back in her chair and then propped her other leg on top of his.
Li Zhi leaned back against her chair, propping her cheek up with one hand while scrolling through her phone with the other, as if this heart-pounding physical contact were as natural as casually setting down a pencil.
The beautiful girl felt his gaze on her and slowly looked up.
When her eyes met Shen Yuan's, which were filled with a shock that bordered on bewilderment, a blush quickly flared across her cheeks.
Yet she tried her best to maintain a calm expression, as if this were completely normal, even showing a hint of innocence and confusion.
Only her slightly pursed lips and the subtle way she avoided his gaze betrayed the composure she was forcing, along with a tiny hint of smugness.
