Hard working Wu Yijun
After what seemed like an eternity, Bai Zemin finally regained control over himself.
Slowly, he put his hands on the small shoulders of the woman who clung to him tenderly and gently pushed her back.
Wu Yijun was shocked and for an instant felt like crying as she felt that her confession had just been rejected even though she had not said a single word; which was not necessary, as it was difficult to be more direct than she was being.
Fortunately or not, just as Wu Yijun felt as if everything was crumbling before her and within herself, Bai Zemin's words pacified her.
"We should go inside. We have a lot of work to delegate. We'll have time for warm moments, it's just that this isn't a good time."
His voice was calm and his eyes were as relaxed as a lake that had been silent for countless years as he looked at everyone. Even the way he looked at Wu Yijun was not awkward at all despite what had just happened.