Tang Song glanced at Cheng Qiuyu, and she bit her lip, extending her hand once more.
As their palms touched, a spark occurred again.
This time, it was just the two of them.
The sensation was especially intense for her, causing her to shudder.
Releasing Cheng Qiuyu's delicate and warm hand, Tang Song leaned back against the sofa armrest.
He began discussing matters of the brand department and the company with her.
Cheng Qiuyu, who wasn't good with words, simply sat there listening, occasionally responding with an "Mm".
When the conversation touched on design topics, she would chime in with her own views.
Soon, the conversation ended, and the office fell silent.
Cheng Qiuyu clenched her hands nervously, wanting to chat with him but not knowing how to start.
Only when talking about Su Yu would she become eloquent.
But this was the company, and she couldn't discuss female stars with President Tang, could she?
Noticing her awkwardness.
