Zhixi's heart raced, and her face flushed red as she attempted to retract her leg, but she failed several times after much effort.
Across from her, He Jingyao was still looking at her with a smile, appearing completely unruffled, as if the person playing footsie under the table wasn't him at all.
"He Jingyao!" she hissed, glaring at him fiercely with her voice lowered.
Gu Bingjun looked at her curiously, completely unaware of the little motions happening under the table.
He was still pondering the words He Jingyao had just spoken.
"Leaves return to their roots... Tsk, if President Zhuo wasn't so difficult to deal with, I wouldn't want to return to Country S," he sighed, shaking his head lightly.
