and aloof figure disappearing from sight. Everyone behind him looked at He Hanchuan's retreating form and gave Song Yan a thumbs up."Miss Song, you are truly amazing. The president always gets his way...Saying that, he clasped Menglan's hand tightly and placed it lightly on her chest.

The moment Meng Lan placed her hand on his chest, she felt the heat radiating from him, and even her cheeks flushed red.

"Let go of me at once!"

But Feng Mu held her palm tightly, refusing to let go. His fingers gently rubbed against her palm, his voice low and magnetic,

"Did you feel it"

Mulan froze. "What"

"My heartbeat."

">""ld. The ground was soaked with rainwater, every step leaving a deep imprint.Feng Mu was a clean freak, but right now he couldn't even care about his image. He stomped through puddles, searching for th...