Ye Cheng usually wears a tie, but today he didn't.
Lin Jiawei instantly recognized that the tie in Zimei's hand was the one Ye Cheng often used.
Her pupils shrank intensely.
Leaving a tie behind in a woman's room meant something that Lin Jiawei didn't need to think hard to guess.
She staggered a step back, her face turning very unpleasant.
The female celebrity beside was quite struck, yet Zimei didn't even bother to look at her, focusing instead on tying Ye Cheng's tie. Her nimble fingers skillfully wrapped around the man's shirt collar, tying a beautiful knot.
The woman's glamorous face was close to him, her unique fragrance wafting toward him. Ye Cheng slightly lowered his head and could see her concentrated expression while tying the tie.
An unusual feeling suddenly arose in his heart.
This scene resembles a wife tidying up her husband before he leaves for work.
"All done."
Zimei released her hand, pursing her lips into a faint smile.
