"No longer blood sworn enemies," he breathed, eyes locked with hers. "Now blood sworn to protect, and to love." Then, his eyes shining with joy, he leaned towards her, hesitating only when their mouths were mere inches apart. "May I kiss my bride?"
Burning hot rage erupted in his chest, right over his ribs where that impossible pull kept tugging at him. But he'd barely taken a step when she twisted, and suddenly the bastard was on the ground and she was threatening to… Did she just say, "twist off his appendage?"
Then, before he could bring himself to believe it, she pulled his head forward and down, and, watching him closely, she stretched up on her tip-toes to lay her mouth over his.
And just like that, the heavy burden in his heart a while ago was lifted after seeing Zhen-Zhen and talking to her. She was truly his happy pill. She lightened his mood without doing much. She did that by just being herself, just being his innocent and lovely Zhen-Zhen.
Mr. Miller: "Yeah, but don't make it very obvious. We just need to provoke Tristan and show others that he is not suited to be the CEO anymore. You can do that easily, besides Tristan is a very stubborn fellow. He needs a replacement who doesn't have a bad reputation who will not ruin the company's image, unlike Tristan. The other five directors will back you up."