CompletedWhen they met again, he recognized her at a glance. On the surface, he remained still, but secretly, he had already fixed his gaze on her.
Zhang Moyan never expected the man she saved three years ago to be a big shot: a handsome, sweet, alpha, charming, and formidable expert, a leading figure in China's breakthrough research on Northern Song celadon technology.
A reporter and an expert, they actually started as a legitimate professional relationship.
But he was unlucky; he happened to encounter her during a heartbreak, when she drank a bit too much due to her bad mood. Could she be blamed? Who told him to always flirt without realizing it, doing so naturally?
The grown man put on a look of indignation, insisting that she had long harbored ill intentions towards him, and even presented evidence one, two, and three.
At first, she denied it, but with so much evidence, she herself became a little unsure.
As time went on, unable to withstand his incessant chatter,
she pushed him against the wall: "So what if I like you? Is this the first time someone's liked you? Why such a big reaction?"
The man against the wall smiled triumphantly: "Yes, being liked by the one I like, it truly is the first time!"
Hmm?
Zhang Moyan released his shirt. She seemed to have forgotten that the best hunter often appears as the prey.