Li Xing watched as the driver and assistant were almost at the car door. His mind was racing, what to do, what to do to make Xie Panjun listen to him. President Qiao had already given him a message, and as a professional assistant, how could he not deliver the message? If he failed to deliver it, this would be a huge stain on his career as a professional assistant.
No, he couldn't allow a stain to exist; he was a perfect assistant. As a perfect assistant, he must complete every task assigned by the boss without fail.
In the moment the driver and assistant pulled open the door, Li Xing flipped over, pressing Xie Panjun beneath him, and leaned down to kiss her lips.
Suddenly, the world went quiet. The driver and the assistant still held the door open, their eyes wide with shock.
