Ye Xian tidied up her hair and clothes, her face brimming with a blissful smile. She ran under the scattered light and swaying shadows with exaggerated and artificial movements, embodying the essence of 'Exercise makes me happy' and 'I love healthy morning runs.' After a 'casually' stylish minute of running, she returned, gasping like a bull, to check the results.
"CEO, how was it? Did you get a good shot?"
"Yeah."
Bo Tingshen pressed the stop button.
Ye Xian, grinning with satisfaction, took it over, ready to admire her elegant and handsome running posture when... Who was this short-legged clod in the camera?!
The smile on her face disappeared instantly.
Next to her, the man looked down at the video in her hand, his narrow eyes lightly relaxed, seemingly quite pleased, "Isn't it cute?"
Cute?
She thought it was terrifying! She was at least 175 cm tall with her shoes on; how did he manage to film her to look like a 155 cm short-legged person sees?!
